Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"Everyone is their master."

Yuan Jue shook her head and looked down at Ling Xiao slightly.

Holy Son, always mysterious.

Before, she didn't believe that the Holy Son descended on Jiuyou Mountain because of his arrogance and ignorance.

Rumor has it that this Holy Son was taught by the Lord since he was a child, and his innate temperament can be called a monster.

But now it seems that his enchanting is still beyond Yuan Jue's imagination.

When the thunder formation covered the sky just now, she instinctively escaped.

However, she hesitated when she thought of Ling Xiao's demonstrated combat power.

Invincible fairy, Dao Yun Tiancheng.

As long as Ling Xiao didn't die, the Holy State would still be dominated by the Holy Cult for the next five hundred years.

As for Qinglong Emperor, Long Xuan and others, it seems that they are only stepping stones on the way to the immortal for this young man.

Such people will either be killed with one blow, or they will surrender sincerely.

But, even if he were to be killed, how would Ping Qinglong and others compete with the God Lord?

With that keel?

The Holy Son has the strength to dig this bone out of Long Xuan's body, how could the Divine Master not know it?

Besides! !

Yuan Jue saw the hesitation of Emperor Qinglong just now.

If he wanted to save Long Xuan, he would never sit idly by.

However, it was ridiculous that he was only angry until Long Xuan fell.

Three hundred years ago, this old Flood Dragon planned on the Fengfeng family for the sake of being the master of the demon clan. Three hundred years later, he watched Long Xuan fall for the sake of a keel.

In his eyes, there is no emotion at all in this world except for the good fortune.

Betray the religion for someone like him?

absurd!

"Humph! It seems that you have made a choice! Well, the Holy Sect has bullied my demon clan for 300 years, and today they punished my demon clan's new emperor. This hatred is unbearable!"

The Qinglong Emperor sighed lightly, his old eyes filled with coldness.

"All the demons obey orders! Kill!"

"boom!"

The endless demonic gas transformed into the sky for thousands of miles, completely shrouding Jiuyou Mountain.

Dao lines collide, the sky is mighty, and the colorful Madara is blooming, which is inexplicably magnificent.

The eight major demon clans and the hundreds of experts from the Ten Thousand Demon Sacred Mountain immediately stepped out and crashed down toward the top of the mountain.

In a short moment, countless terrifying Kamui erupted, and the spiritual treasures flickered in the sky, exuding a great light of extinction.

After all, Ling Xiao is strong, Yuan Jue and Xiong Huan are both rank nine god emperors.

But here is the northern border, the world of the demon clan.

Even if Yuan Jue alone can compete with ten god-tier emperors, there are still dozens of emperors in the demon clan who are enough to kill Ling Xiao.

Today's situation is endless.

All the major demon clans have strong men and descendants who fell into the hands of the Holy Son of the Holy Religion. Ling Xiao did not die, and their hatred was unbearable.

Of course, at this time, the thoughts of the Qinglong Emperor and the demons were completely different.

Even if all monsters die in this battle, as long as he can get the real dragon bone, he may step out of the shackles of heaven and earth and achieve the supreme realm.

In this way, the demon clan is truly regarded as stepping on the peak!

The older a person is, the more afraid of death, it is true.

But in the same way, on this immortal path, the older a person is, the more courage he will have.

The prosperity of the world comes into my eyes, and it will be a pity after a thousand years.

This day is boundless, blocking my immortal path.

Even if you die, give it a shot.

Become a god or reincarnate, no more complaints.

"Boom!"

The Qinglong Emperor took the lead and printed his palm. I saw that above the void, there were two blue dragon phantoms that pierced the cloud dome and descended from the sky.

The sound of the dragon's roar shocked thousands of miles, turbulent the world, and ruthlessly suppressed Xiong Huan.

Only in the face of this earth-shattering blow, Xiong Huan's face did not show the slightest panic.

He was originally a person standing on the top of the sky, even if his cultivation base is no longer, how can he be afraid of a mere Flood Dragon?

I saw his hands sticking out, turned into a giant shape, and actually held the dragon shadow in his hands.

Then! !

Under everyone's stunned gaze, crush it at will!

Seeing this scene, Qinglong Emperor's eyes also flickered with shock, and he turned to glance at the monsters behind him, "Kill the Holy Son!"

"boom!!"

Among the eight demon kings, except for the golden eagle king and the blue wolf king who teamed up with the White Elephant Emperor to fight against Yuan Jue, the remaining six kings instantly revealed their bodies and disappeared.

"Om."

Above the void, another figure stepped out, it was Xiao Beifan, Huoheng, Xingshen, Mengmo, and Dieying.

Now the cultivation of several people has entered the level of god emperor, and there are tens of thousands of dark guards, blood guards, and the evil dragon guards led by Liang Yi.

The war was about to break out, and the terrifying roar spread across thousands of miles. The endless spiritual power overturned Cangshan, reversed the universe, and shattered Xuanhuang.

Even so, the number of demon god emperors still has the absolute upper hand.

Of course, such a situation was already expected by Ling Xiao.

And what he wants to do today is not only to destroy all tribes in the northern border, but to restore order here.

Since the battle at the Palace of the Sea Emperor, Ling Xiao has always had a trace of unease in his heart.

And this unease is the only flaw that is not under his control now.

Since he wants to kill the gods and destroy the holy religion, how can he not erase this flaw?

Above Ling Xiao's head, the void suddenly fluctuated.

Immediately afterwards, I saw four figures stepping out of the air, and the aura around them was ancient and terrifying, filled with endless visions of demon power.

It is the four demon kings of the nine demon kings in the northern Xinjiang, the Fire Lion King, the Purple Wing King, the Stone Ape King and the Jade Snake King!

The strength of these four demon kings is in the realm of the sixth or seventh rank. Although they are far less terrifying than the Golden Eagle King and others, they are by no means able to compete with Ling Xiao together.

What's more, the powerful monsters have a long lifespan, and their methods are simply beyond the guesswork of ordinary people.

Under the same realm, the monsters have always been stronger in combat, not only because of their physical strength, but also because of their own background.

Hundreds or even thousands of years of accumulation, these demon god emperors themselves are more powerful, even if they are shackled by their talents, they can't go further, but they can almost be called invincible with all their strength.

The four kings came out together, and even the void trembled inexplicably, with thousands of ripples rippling, as if it could be overturned at any time.

In the face of the four demon kings, Ling Xiao still did not show the slightest panic, but raised a faint smile instead.

The black clothes are cold, and the immortal face is detached.

Even in the battle of life and death, the four demon kings still sighed deeply in their hearts.

The human race is the co-owner of the Holy State.

And this Holy Son of the Holy Religion is truly unparalleled in the world.

"Holy Son! Offended!"

The Fire Lion King's bloody hair was burning like flames, and it was crystal clear.

At this time, under a palm print, the sky seemed to have a sea of ​​fire tossing, covering the sky, including the four fields, and crashing down.

Ling Xiao raised his head, and there seemed to be a contemplation between his brows.

In his arms, Zi Yan's golden eyes were lazy, and she stretched her muscles and bones slightly, obviously ready to make a move.

Although the four kings in front of her are all powerful, with her ninth-rank emperor realm, it won't take too much effort to kill them.

She just couldn't figure out what exactly Ling Xiao was waiting for.

"Chirp!"

At this moment, at the place where the flames were surging, a loud phoenix roar suddenly came.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a pitch-black demonic figure that seemed to penetrate through the ages, as if it were night, burning with layers of purple and black smoldering flames.

That smoldering flame was so surging that it engulfed and wrapped the flames of the Fire Lion King, instantly refining it into nothingness.

Then! !

Everyone was shocked to see that a graceful and tall figure stood in front of Ling Xiao, with fluttering hair and a peerless face.

Above its head, a black phoenix figure raised its head and screamed, and on the feathers around its body, strands of black flames circulated, containing supreme demon power.