Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"Lord!!"

Above the void, Zi Yan and the others' faces changed drastically, their whole body was full of radiance, and they wanted to swipe towards Ling Xiao.

But at this time, the Qinglong Emperor's eyes flashed with excitement.

Above the blue scales, there are layers of Dao patterns circulating, and the brilliance blooms, blocking Zi Yan and the two out of thin air.

At the speed of the Golden Eagle King, even if Zi Yan and the two made a shot now, they would not be able to stop him at all.

And as long as Ling Xiao is dead, the demons can retreat first, and then seek others.

With the keel in hand, the Qinglong Emperor has enough confidence to step into the realm of honor and achieve the sole honor of heaven and earth.

When the time comes, let alone two ninth-rank god emperors, even if the god master is in person, what's the harm?

Before, it wasn't that he didn't think about killing Long Xuan and robbing the keel.

It's just that the real dragon and holy might, it really suppresses the blood of the Jiao clan. Besides, Long Xuan's talent is so unique that even the Qinglong Emperor feels jealous.

He just didn't expect that the demon ancestor would die so easily in the hands of the son.

"Buzz!"

Above Ling Xiao's head, an infinite golden light was scattered, and a demonic figure could be faintly seen coming out of the sky. The moment the demonic claws protruded, the space was imprisoned, and various Taoist laws emerged in an orderly manner.

Even if Ling Xiao was on guard, it was difficult to resist the full blow of the eighth-rank peak god emperor.

What's more, the Golden Eagle King made a sneak attack at this time, leaving no time for Ling Xiao to react at all.

But the more so, the more real this chess game is.

Smart hands always appear as things.

even! !

In order to make the scene realistic, Ling Xiao didn't tell Zi Yan and others in advance, so the nervousness and anger on everyone's faces at this time were also real.

Only Xiao Ping, with despair in his eyes, was forced to flee east and west by the group of demon tigers. Seeing Ling Xiao being executed, he felt sad for a while.

This Lord is about to die, what will happen to me as a soul slave?

"Shameless!"

Ling Xiao's brows were furrowed, the spirit outside his body bloomed, and several Taos emerged alternately, transforming into a thousand images.

The waves of fire surged, the sacred tree broke through the sky, and the thunderous intent rose up and down, and there was a piercing sound of sword chants resounding, Ling Xiao held the Samsara Demon Blade high in the air, and smashed it down.

"Woooo."

The endless demonic roar spread through the eight wastelands, shocking the universe.

I saw a phantom stepping through the void, manifesting from the blade's edge, and then stepping towards the golden eagle monster step by step.

Thousands of magic patterns evolved layer by layer, and the monstrous divine power was brought together in one knife.

Ling Xiao's face was solemn, and for the first time there was a hint of panic in his eyes, but he was secretly looking forward to it.

"boom!"

The knife light swept into the air, cutting the whole world apart.

In the face of this shocking blade, the Golden Eagle King's eyes also flickered with fear.

This knife was enough to threaten his life.

It's just Ling Xiao's haste, the sword intent is obviously a little vain, and today Beijiang is a dead end.

Only by killing the holy son of the holy religion, the demon clan will have a chance of life.

Thinking like this, in the golden eagle king's eyes, there was a sudden golden radiance, covering his demon body in an instant, and his breath rose again in an instant, faintly approaching the category of the ninth-rank.

"Chirp!"

A cry resounded across the sky, and from a distance, the golden eagle king at this time was like a sun, dazzling and dazzling, with the power to destroy the sky, falling from the sky.

"Boom!"

Thousands of miles of void were twisted and shattered, and the sword intent that Ling Xiao cut out finally disappeared in the infinite golden light.

At the same time, a strong bloody scent wafted out, and before the blood curtain fell, it was illuminated by the golden sun.

And the figure of the Golden Eagle King finally fell from the sky, completely shrouding Ling Xiao's figure.

His speed is really as fast as Ultimate.

Even if Zi Yan and Xiong Huan joined forces to force back the Qinglong Emperor, they were still a little behind, and they could only watch the black-clothed man being swallowed up by Jin Yang.

"Lord!!!" From the top of Jiuyou Mountain, there were bursts of sorrowful cries.

But the demon clan people took this opportunity to fight back hard, and instantly reversed the situation.

only! !

Just as the golden sun in the sky gradually dissipated, the entire Jiuyou Mountain fell into a dead silence inexplicably.

Everyone looked at the tall figure standing on the top of the mountain with all its demon power scattered. In addition to fear, there was a touch of absurdity in his eyes.

I saw at this time, where the Golden Eagle King's vest, a black blade passed through his body, and the vitality of his body was rapidly passing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"How come?"

Qinglong Emperor and others stood in the sky, looking at the scene with a dull expression.

How could a human youth be able to kill an eighth-rank god emperor?

"Dare to hurt my lord and die."

In the void, a cold and gloomy voice suddenly came.

I saw behind the Golden Eagle King, the space was slightly rippling, and a ghost hand came out of the void and held it tightly on the Golden Eagle King's neck.

It was a dark and dry black palm, slender and strange, and it seemed to be covered with magic patterns, which made it a taboo.

It was him who, at the critical moment, held the Golden Eagle King in place with one hand, allowing Ling Xiao to pierce the latter's heart with a knife.

How is that possible?

Even a ninth-rank god emperor would never be able to capture an eighth-rank monster with one hand.

But at the moment, the Golden Eagle King, the head of the Ten Demon Kings in Northern Xinjiang, was like an ordinary wild bird, imprisoned with one hand by the figure shrouded in black robes.

This scene is really shocking.

Even Ling Xiao, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"This breath"

Xiong Huan and Liang Yi stood in the void and looked at each other from a distance, their eyes suddenly trembling.

"Om."

In a short period of time, the body of the Golden Eagle King was quickly shriveled, his blood and soul were swallowed up by the Samsara Demon Sword, and even the terrifying power contained in the demon pill was reduced to Ling Xiao's nourishment.

But as his figure disappeared, Ling Xiao's mouth suddenly raised a faint smile.

The protector of the Dao is worthy of Hadō in the state of death.

Just with Ling Xiao's heart, how could he put himself to death so easily?

Eighth-Rank Emperor Realm, he is indeed difficult to contend with.

What's more, the Golden Eagle King rashly attacked and exerted all his strength.

But on Ling Xiao, there was a death puppet that the system had previously rewarded.

So even if the black-robed figure never appeared, he would definitely not be in any danger.

Seeing the smile at the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth, under the black robe, there was a sudden flash of surprise on that stern and determined face.

"Uncle Ghost, long time no see."

Ling Xiao retracted the magic blade and stood on the spot, all the confusion in his heart dissipated.

Ghost Shadow is the most mysterious powerhouse of the Ling Clan.

Even about his origins, no one in the entire Ling family knows.

The more mysterious things, the bigger the history. Ling Xiao had doubts before, but he didn't expect this ghost to hide so deeply.

The eighth-rank god emperor can be killed at will.

Could it be that he also came from the upper realm?

Moreover, what surprised Ling Xiao the most was that the ghost's name for him was not the young master, but the master!

"See the Lord."

Ghost Shadow shook his head slightly, but there was a rare smile on that Gujing Wubo's face.

At this time, he had already guessed that everything today must be under Ling Xiao's control.

Even the sneak attack of the Golden Eagle King was within Ling Xiao's expectations.

He deliberately allowed Zi Yan, Xiong Huan and others to take action, but in fact, he revealed flaws and led the demon god emperor to wait for the opportunity.

This kind of mental method is not in vain for everyone's painstaking efforts.