Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"You can distribute the medicinal pills and spiritual treasures I gave you. In three months, I want to see their realm step into the king of gods."

Crocodile Zhan shook his head, but Ling Xiao never looked at him, and suddenly there was thunder light rushing into the sky, illuminating the area for hundreds of miles as bright as day.

Crocodile Zhan's eyes flickered with excitement. It has been three hundred years, and he has not returned to his ancestral land for three hundred years.

Ao Yi turned his head and looked at Ao Xun beside him.

As far as this identity is concerned, it is a supreme existence for any holy state monster.

And what he has to do is to wait for the arrogance of all the tribes in the sea to come here, so that he will not waste his hard work.

Even if the two experienced life and death, separation, reunion, and enemies.

But for the Monster Race and the Sea Race, behind this stability is endless humiliation.

"Sir, this is the entrance to the ancestral land of my crocodile."

Whether it is despair and death, or the joy of heaven.

I'm sorry.

Although both of them are in the eighth rank of God Emperor, the ancestors have extraordinary experience and have experienced a lot, and all major events in the clan are decided by one person.

With such momentum, as long as he is not blind, he is afraid that he can see.

So it seems, Crocodile War Young Master, you are going to heaven! !

And when one day, the strong men of the magic palace will take off the ghost face, and this world will respect the devil.

at the same time.

Ling Xiao's tone was inexplicably solemn.

We don't pretend to be coercive, we just kill the sins who like to pretend to be coercive, and maintain the stability of this world.

His face was always gentle and indifferent, pure and unparalleled.

Rumor has it that at the end of the sea, there is a big monster hidden from the world.

What kind of luck is this, what kind of good fortune?

In the dark, reincarnation does not stop.

"Look!! What is that?!"

After being dug into Danhai and robbed of Xianyuan, Crocodile Zhan not only did not die, but instead awakened the blood of the Great Desolate.

"Ancestor!"

The sound of breaking the sea resounded loudly, and countless demonic energy spread across the world.

But in the past few days, there have been rumors in the sea that there will be ancient secret realms in the Dead Sea, and among them are the supreme treasures of the sea.

But throughout the eternity, how many people are immortal and immortal?

Even one of his eyes made Feng Ruge feel fear and panic.

Hunting, after all, you have to have excellent things in order to exert real skills.

Countless young masters of the royal family and evildoers of the sea clan walked out of the clan and towards the deepest part of the sea.

"Young Master, just feel at ease and break through the formation, if anyone dares to disturb, I will crush him into scum!!"

"Yes! Son."

The ancient monument is several feet high, and some ancient and obscure patterns are carved on it, which is full of vicissitudes and sorrow.

Faced with this temptation, almost all the sea clan evildoers are hard to resist.

I saw his palm print, and the thunder in the sky gathered in the palm of his hand, colliding with the ancient tablet formation, making a harsh hum.

"Whizzing!"

Enemies all over the world, he smiled back, and the beauty was in his arms, but it was nothing but a cloud and rain.

"No, I naturally believe in Young Master."

Crocodile Zhan looked dignified, and beside him, Ling Tian's eyes seemed to flicker with coldness, "You look down on my brother?"

However, it seems that he has never seen the son showing too much ups and downs.

Even Haihuang Ziyan would not set foot here easily.

Especially here, it is dark all the year round, and there is not a trace of light.

But even if they fall, the ancestors of this family are inextricably linked with the ancient gods.

Ling Xiao raised his head and glanced at the sky in the distance.

In the depths of the Dead Sea, Ling Xiao, Crocodile Zhan, and Ling Tian stood in front of an ancient black monument with their hands behind their backs.

All of you from the Sea Clan, that's all I can help you with.

In the endless sea, suddenly there was an orangutan wind.

Cultivation of one path is to accumulate good fortune and build up heritage.

Now the entrance to the ancestral land is in front of him, but the power of the silk formation shrouded on it is like a moat, completely blocking his footsteps.

And that thunder light, like a beacon that guides them to bliss, stands in the sky, illuminating their avenue of death.

He has always had a feeling that the fate of the Jiao Ren will be completely changed because of this.

Now that the crocodile battle came out and suffered a lot, not only did Ao Xun not take it lightly, on the contrary, he became more and more convinced that he might be the true destiny of this era.

"Protect me, it's a little tricky."

Crocodile Zhan finally no longer hides his strength, the fighting spirit in his eyes rises, and a divine king oppresses him, and he stands behind Ling Xiao, like a loyal guard.

"Master, how is it? Can it be broken?"

The general trend of the world will be divided for a long time.

There is a sage in the human race who once said that when the heavens will send a great responsibility to the people, they must first suffer their minds, work their muscles and bones, and starve their bodies and skins.

You expect me to go from house to house looking for leeks?

After all, the crocodile has been in decline for thousands of years.

Crocodile Zhan frowned slightly, but when he saw the sudden sword intent surrounding Ling Tian's body, he swallowed the words that had come to his mouth.

The greater the danger, the more heaven-defying it is.

Ling Xiao nodded indifferently, reached out to touch the edge of the ancient monument, felt the terrifying thunder force overflowing from it, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Um?"

The higher the cultivation base, the deeper the understanding of the Tao of Heaven will naturally be.

Ao Xun sighed lightly and stepped forward, heading towards the Palace of the Sea Emperor first.

The Dead Sea is a forbidden place for the strong sea clan.

In just one day, the originally quiet Dead Sea suddenly became lively.

This trip is related to whether their Jiaoren family can usher in real glory.

When he came out from the ancestral land of the crocodile, it was time to go to the first divine envoy to talk about life and send him back to the west.

That's why, some supreme and powerful people in ancient times were obviously heaven-defying, but they chose to avoid the world all year round.

Son, what kind of person are you?

At this moment, in the endless sea, the wind is surging, and there are hundreds of feet of waves.

She still couldn't see through him, and she felt that she was completely pinched by him.

Only now did she realize that she still hadn't seen through this young man.

In this way, just wait quietly for half a day, I am afraid that the arrogance of the entire Dead Sea should come over.

Counting the time, the powerhouses of the Jiao Ren tribe are almost close to the Imperial Sea Palace.

Find a secret realm, attract them all, and then have a full meal. Isn't it delicious?

"Let's go! Now that you have chosen this path, there is no way out. No matter how much hesitation, it will be a bondage."

The more mysterious something is, the more frightening it is.

"The monuments are here!! Let's go!!"

In the Dead Sea waters, countless sea clan arrogances raised their heads in awe, looking at the thundering light in the depths of the sea, and their eyes flashed with excitement.

In other words, at this time, Ao Yi still had a strong sense of unease in his heart.

The emergence of the crocodile war is like a beacon, making them rekindle hope.

Blood cloud black robe, silver copper ghost face.

"Sure enough, there is a formation."

Soon, he will call this dress a nightmare in the hearts of all the powerhouses in this world.

The destiny of destiny is only to clear away the evil spirits, but the evil spirits are gone, so the so-called destiny is not the opposite of the heavenly way?

Feng Ruge nodded lightly and saw Ling Xiao disappear, and she breathed a sigh of relief just now.

In front of the Haihuang Palace, Ao Yi and Ao Xun stood with their hands behind their backs, and behind the two of them, the god emperors of the Jiao clan also had serious expressions on their faces.

But at this time, on the ancient monument, there is still a ray of golden light flowing, and countless visions are derived, which should be the means by which Zi Yan is arranged here.

It doesn't exist, it's too slow.

I really want to please him, I want to make him satisfied and happy.

The cultivation of this young man is at most in the realm of the gods. But why is it that it feels like it's a bit unbeatable?

"boom."

If you want to be good, I will send you a great good fortune that goes straight to the west.

Today, although the Holy Religion rules the heaven and the earth, it lives in peace.