Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"Elder of the Holy Church? The first divine envoy?"

Above the void, a terrifying figure suddenly emerged.

Before the crowd, Ling Tianlin was dressed in a white robe and frowned slightly.

Those deep and indifferent eyes, like the great abyss of heaven and earth, make people feel fear at a glance.

From the moment Shui Rou appeared in Hantian City, he had noticed it.

And given the current status of the Ling Clan in the Eastern Border, no one dared to be so presumptuous to walk in the sky above Hantian City.

A fifth-rank god emperor, looking at the Eastern Border is already the top.

And the appearance of this soft water is really unfamiliar.

It turned out that it was the elder of the Holy Church.

Of course, if it was just an ordinary Sacred Sect elder, Ling Tianlin had one hundred and thirty-seven ways to make her disappear mysteriously in the Eastern Border.

But she just said, the first angel?

Ling Tianlin naturally knew about the most mysterious divine envoy of the Holy Religion.

It is said that this person has a golden face and has never shown his true face, but his cultivation has already stepped into the peak of heaven and earth.

It's just, why did the first divine envoy send someone to his Ling clan?

Suddenly, Ling Tianlin seemed to have a guess in his heart.

Ling Xiao! !

Today, in the Ling family, only Xiao'er is not in the Eastern Border. Although Ling Tianlin has given him many things to protect himself, his identity is doomed to be dangerous for a lifetime.

If he hadn't made other arrangements, Ling Tianlin would have been unable to resist sending someone to capture him.

"Are you the head of the Ling family?"

Shui Rou glanced at Ling Tianlin in horror. She could easily detect the cultivation bases of several god emperors present, but this calm middle-aged person seemed to have a fairy spirit lingering around her body, blocking her consciousness.

"Not bad! Why did the elder come to my Ling clan?"

Ling Tianlin's expression was indifferent, and when his eyes opened and closed, countless visions manifested.

"I heard that your clan's young master's name is Ling Xiao. I wonder if he is in the clan now?"

Shui Rou's beautiful eyes were burning, and she stared at Ling Tianlin's face, seemingly unwilling to let go of his every expression.

The name Ling Xiao was mentioned by the envoy.

Although she didn't know, how could a mere ancient youth be so important to the envoy of the gods.

But, we dare not ask.

"Oh? I don't know why the elders are inquiring about Xiao'er?"

The killing intent in Ling Tianlin's eyes suddenly turned cold.

No matter what happened to this Holy Religion messenger, he never planned to let him go easily.

Now Ling Xiao's immortal journey has just started, and this holy land is just an experience for him.

Only by passing the test can one get the supreme honor.

"Hehe, nothing, the clan master just needs to tell me whether Young Master Ling Xiao is in the clan or not, and if not, where did he go."

Shuirou smiled lightly, and in the jade hand, a brilliant golden talisman shone with light.

At this time, in the Hantian City, there were already Ling Clan vassals who walked out of the family hall and looked towards the void.

Among them, there was a thin and tall young man with a gloomy look on his brows.

"Patriarch, why did this holy sect elder suddenly inquire about Young Master Ling Xiao's whereabouts? Could it be?"

Behind the young man, an old man asked softly.

"If you shouldn't ask, don't ask, so as not to cause unwarranted disasters for my Qin family."

The young man was wearing a golden robe and a golden crown, and he was the current leader of the Qin family, Qin Leng.

Now that the general situation of the Eastern Border has been determined, the supreme sect will either be destroyed, or it will be hidden from the world like a misty Taoist palace.

The Ling Clan is the well-deserved overlord of the Eastern Border.

As his vassal, Qin Leng also moved his family to Hantian City to show his loyalty.

In just one year, the cultivation of the Qin clan master has also made great progress.

Shenhou Yipin, although it can't be compared with Ling Tian and others, but looking at the Eastern Border, he can be called a top evildoer.

Of course, given the background of the ancient clan and a year of hard work, Qin Leng has just stepped into the realm of gods, and his talent is indeed limited. "Yes! Patriarch."

The Qin clan elder's eyes narrowed slightly, and in the end he didn't dare to say more.

And Qin Leng just looked at the many figures in the void indifferently, and there was no trace of waves on his face.

Qin people?

Hasn't it been destroyed long ago?

If you can use this family, change the son to look down at me, and destroy it again?

Unfortunately, he won't, he won't give me a second look at all.

Just because I am weak.

In his eyes, perhaps feelings are really just bondage?

In that case, son, don't blame me.

"Are you questioning me? This elder, this is the Ling Clan, not the Holy Cult! Do you really think you can do whatever you want in my Clan under the name of the Holy Cult elder?"

Ling Tianlin snorted coldly, but never responded positively.

With the current strength of the Ling Clan, it is true that they can't take advantage of the God Lord.

Realm suppression is really difficult to break.

But even if the Lord of God came in person, he might not be able to easily wipe out the Ling Clan.

He saw the sound transmission in Shuirou's hand. Obviously, the conversation between the two should have been passed to the ears of the first divine envoy by her.

only!

Ling Tianlin has not yet figured out what the first divine envoy was doing to inquire about Xiao'er's whereabouts, so he did not dare to reveal it easily, so as not to disrupt Ling Xiao's layout.

He has secretly known what Ling Xiao has done this year.

This kid is really getting more and more mature and stable.

In this way, even if he went to the upper realm, he would be completely at ease.

There, is the beginning of his true immortal journey.

"Ling Clan Master's words are bad, I just acted according to orders. Besides, if the Holy Sect really intends to destroy your Ling Clan, it's not me who is here now."

Shui Rou snorted coldly, no matter how powerful the Ling clan was, they were only the ancient clan of the Holy State.

With the suppression of the Lord of God, the word holy religion is Tianwei.

"presumptuous!!"

Ling Tianlin's expression froze, and mysterious light flickered all over his body.

An invisible force swept across the sky and the earth, the sky was dark, and the wind was blowing everywhere.

There is an infinite Tao, the radiance blooms in the sky, and it contains endless killing intent.

Obviously, at this time, the Lord of the Ling Clan was really angry.

Sure enough, there are ghosts, the divine envoy guessed right, Ling Xiao is probably not in the clan! !

Seeing this scene, there was not the slightest panic on Shui Rou's face.

Before she left, the God Envoy Dugu had given her something to save her life.

As long as Ling Tianlin couldn't kill him with one blow, she would have a way to escape from here.

When the time comes, I'm done, will the angel of God grant me the creation of heaven?

"Hehe, I don't know what the elders of the Holy Sect are looking for from me?"

Can! !

Just when Ling Tianlin was furious and was about to take action, there was an indifferent and gentle laughter at the entrance of the Ling Clan's secret realm.

Hearing the voice, not only Shui Rou, but even Ling Tianlin's expression froze.

The entire Hantian City suddenly fell into a dead silence, and the needle drop could be heard.

Everyone looked up and looked in the direction from which the voice came.

I saw a white-clothed figure stepping into the sky, with a fluttering robe and a warm smile.

On that handsome face, there was a trace of calm and tranquility after all the prosperity.

A brilliant green lotus appeared under his feet, and layers of divine light rushed to all directions.

At this moment, the world is silent, and all sounds are silent.

Only the young man stands on the top of the sky, overlooking all spirits, with a unique temperament, like a god like a fairy.