Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"Lord of the Jiao Clan, come out and answer."

Ling Xiao smashed the crystal palace door with one foot, and took Xieryu's hand and strode towards the palace.

At this time, Xi'er's pretty face was obviously filled with a hint of fear.

It just feels like a sheep goes into the tiger's mouth and is looking for a dead end.

"Presumptuous! Where did you come from..."

In the Crystal Palace, a terrifying aura suddenly rushed out.

This Jiao Human Race, as the name suggests, is a Monster Race born from the combination of sea Jiao and other races.

This clan has mixed talents, and the blood of all clans flows in its body, which is wonderful.

Of course, dragons are inherently lewd, and so is the Jiao.

So soon, the number of this family became the number one in the sea area.

Moreover, the Jiao clan itself contains a trace of dragon blood. Although it is far away from the real dragon, it is somewhat shocking to the ordinary sea clan.

The reproduction of the demon race is not as good as the human race.

At first, the Jiao Ren people gained a firm foothold in the sea area by relying on their numbers, and gradually achieved the status of a strong family in the sea area.

"Who are you?"

In the Crystal Flood Palace, there is a sea of ​​demonic energy, undulating.

I saw countless Jiaomen powerhouses coming from all directions, trapping Ling Xiao and Xi'er in the hall.

"Young man, who are you?"

Compared with the Guyue Tribulation, the lord of the Jiao clan was much more calm and cautious.

Especially the immortal rhythm circulating around Ling Xiao made him feel a little… inexplicable fear.

A human race boy, come to his Jiao human race to kill at will, if this person is not a fool, he must be leaning on a staff.

And looking at the appearance of this young man, he should not be a fool.

Then he should be... with a lot of history!

"Are you the head of the Jiaoren clan?"

Ling Xiao looked indifferent and looked at the middle-aged golden-robed leader.

Eighth-Rank God Emperor, the way of water.

The body is full of dragon power, and the blood is at its peak.

"This king, Aoyi, young man, who are you, and why did you come to my Jiao Ren tribe to kill you? If you don't give me an explanation today, then just stay."

Ao Yi frowned and glanced at Xi'er casually, his eyes narrowed quietly.

At this time, he seemed to feel a kind of suppression from the blood on this girl.

how is this possible?

In the entire endless sea, no, looking at the entire holy state, the only one who can suppress him on the bloodline is the demon emperor of the demon race.

But even he might not be able to give him such terrifying oppression.

Because, there is also a strand of dragon blood flowing in his body.

"If the Ao Clan Master doesn't give me an explanation today, the Jiao Ren Clan will be removed from the sea area."

Ling Xiao smiled lightly, but at the moment when his voice fell, it was obvious that Xi'er was holding his jade hand with a little force.

"Don't be afraid, with me, no one in the sea can hurt you."

Ling Xiao turned her head and looked at the girl beside her. The gentleness on her face instantly dispelled the panic in Xi'er's heart.

I don't know why, every time I see his handsome and indifferent face, Xi'er always feels that...what he said, he will definitely be able to do it.

"Presumptuous!! Human youth, you are courting death!!"

The God Emperor of the Sea Clan had a ferocious expression, and he stepped forward, intending to swipe towards Ling Xiao.

But at this moment, the Jiaoren clan master suddenly reached out and stopped him.

"Young man, tell me your purpose."

"There is someone in your Jiaomen clan who instructed the bone clan to destroy the golden scale clan. You don't know about this, do you?" Ling Xiao raised a sneer on the corner of his mouth, but the faces of the Jiaoren clan powerhouses such as Ao Yi suddenly turned gloomy. down.

"Blood-mouthed!! My Flood Human Race and the Golden Scales Race have no grudges at all. What's more, the relationship between our race and the Bone Race is known to the entire sea area..."

Ao Yi snorted coldly, there seemed to be a shadow of blood floating outside his body, and a strong bloody aura quietly spread out.

The Bone Clam Clan is a loyal servant of Zi Yan, and has always been looked down upon by the Jiao Ren Clan.

This is no secret.

Although the Jiao Ren people surrendered to Zi Yan on the surface, in the past 100 years, no one has ever walked out of the Dragon Transformation Sea.

In other words, they are only active in their own territory, and no one is allowed to set foot here, which is regarded as a clear boundary with the entire sea clan.

"Blood spit?"

Ling Xiao shook his head and released Guao from the ancient glazed pagoda.

"This one, everyone must know him."

From beginning to end, Ling Xiao never imagined that he would be able to uproot the Jiao Ren people today.

What Xi'er said is right, this royal family, unlike other royal families, has a really deep background.

He also needs to use the family background to become a bargaining chip to restrict Zi Yan.

Otherwise, how could the Lord Sea Emperor obediently become the butcher's knife in his hand?

"Bone arrogance?"

A flash of surprise flashed in Ao Yi's eyes, and he instinctively felt a trace of unease in his heart.

Judging from the look of the Bone Race young master, it seems... extremely depressed?

"Come on."

Ling Xiao patted Guarao's shoulder, and the latter immediately roared at the powerful Jiaomen with a resentful expression, "It's all your fault for the crocodile battle of the Jiaoren, if it wasn't for him, why would I have to kill the Golden Scales? Caused such a catastrophe for my Bone Race!!"

"Crocodile battle?? Hahahaha, Gu Ao, you and him... It's not serious to frame my clan, when did my Jiao people have a surname..."

"Sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!!"

The elder of the Jiaoren clan who opened his mouth seemed to suddenly think of something, and the expression on his face instantly solidified.

Hearing Gu Ao's words, Ao Yi's face was also extremely gloomy.

Come on, it's not good.

However, no one in the entire sea knew about the crocodile battle in his Jiao human race.

Even in the Jiao Ren clan, only a few elders knew the identity of the crocodile war, and the ordinary clan people never noticed the young man who suddenly appeared in the clan.

For the demon clan, especially the demon clan with ancient bloodlines, a hundred years can be regarded as an instant.

Could it be that this was really done by Young Master Crocodile Zhan?

Otherwise, with his arrogance, how could he say so confidently that the crocodile is fighting among his Jiaomen?

"Hehe, Young Master Guao, people can eat indiscriminately, but they can't talk indiscriminately. When will there be a person called Crocodile War in our clan?"

Ao Yi looked at Ling Xiao coldly, with a arrogant temperament, even if he really knew about the existence of Crocodile War, he would never dare to provoke so blatantly.

On the other hand, this young man in white does not look like a person without identity.

But, a human race, why should it be mixed with the sea race?

"He told me that doing this thing will take me off the ground. He said that he is now in the Jiao Ren tribe, and told me to come here to find him if I have something to do! You can't go wrong! Young master, you must believe me. Everything you say is true!"

Guao looked excited, and vividly described the scene of his encounter with Crocodile.

"Ao Clan Master, I am here today, not for the Jiao Ren Clan. I promised my sister that I will definitely help her kill the enemy."

Ling Xiao raised his head and looked at the gloomy-looking Jiaoren clan master, with a calm and authentic tone.

"I said, there is no one called Crocodile War in my family. If you mess around again, don't blame me for being rude."

Ao Yi waved his hand, and immediately two Jiaoren god emperors stepped forward and walked towards Ling Xiao.

"It seems that there is no one called Crocodile War in the Jiao Ren tribe!"

Ling Xiao nodded and smiled, and a message from the shadows suddenly came from the soul sea, "My lord, a strong man is coming from the east."

"Is it finally here?"

Hearing the voice, a coldness flashed across Ling Xiao's eyes, "Gu Ao, how dare you lie to me?!"