Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"Come on, so what?"

Jinpao smiled indifferently, never taking Ling Xiao and the three of them in his eyes at all.

From the moment the boy stepped into the mountain, he felt it.

Even Zi Yan, Dao Master Taixuan, and Xiong Huan could not escape his soul sense perception.

However, in his eyes, there is not much difference between a ninth-rank god emperor and a ninth-rank god general.

"I am invincible in this world. Even if I sit here and seal you in the formation, a single thought can suppress all spirits."

"Insanity."

In the depths of Jinhui, suddenly there was a clear light lingering, and an extremely cold chill filled the world, freezing the void and freezing the glow.

Then, a figure in Tsing Yi gradually appeared, with a picturesque face and a graceful figure.

There was a touch of Ultimate's coldness on her face.

Even if the hair color was different, at first glance, Ling Xiao saw the shadow of the white-haired woman in the Demon Soul Consciousness that day.

Is it because of the rules?

At this time, Ye Qingchan was still lonely and cold, but she had a different temperament on her body.

God Emperor five products, eight thousand luck.

Standing on the altar, she was independent from the world, and above her head was an ancient cyan decree, blooming with thousands of divine flowers, and resisting all the golden brilliance.

"Son."

It wasn't until her eyes fell on Ling Xiao that a heartwarming smile appeared on her pretty face.

And the temperament that made Ling Xiao suspicious, disappeared in an instant.

It was as if she never changed, she loved Ling Xiao deeply and took him as her life.

What changed was that Ling Xiao looked at her direction.

The mist rises, she is the god who stands proudly in the holy state, and with a single thought, she freezes thousands of miles and suppresses the world.

Guanghua dispersed, she was the nervous and restrained girl in green clothes from Jianzong, serving tea and water, serving swords and burning incense.

"Qingchan, I'm here."

Ling Xiao smiled softly. Although there were many doubts in his heart, he had a calm look on his face.

No matter what, Ye Qingchan is no longer who she used to be.

That ancient soul has been completely swallowed by her, and it is unlikely that there will be any changes.

"I know the son will definitely come, I have been waiting for the son."

Ye Qingchan's brows were gentle, and there was a bright smile on the corner of her mouth.

Just the moment her voice fell, her delicate body suddenly trembled, and a strand of blood spilled out of her mouth, dyeing her azure clothes red.

Obviously, during this period of time, despite her adventures, her cultivation has recovered to the level of a god emperor.

But in front of the Divine Lord, a powerful man in the realm, he still looks small and fragile.

The only thing that puzzled Ling Xiao was that with Ye Qingchan's current strength, Zhou Yandao could completely kill Ye Qingchan.

But he didn't. Instead, he was imprisoned and sealed with a formation.

Could it be that it was due to luck again?

"The person you are waiting for is actually a teenager?"

Zhou Yandao shook his head and chuckled, but his eyes were a little stagnant when he fell on Meng Yuan.

"Yuan'er, don't you introduce some of your friends to Master?"

"why?"

Meng Yuan looked sad and looked directly at Zhou Yandao.

"Why? Since you came with him, you should have seen that woman, right?"

Zhou Yandao shook his head and chuckled lightly, a pair of golden eyes overflowing with divine light, like a round of Uzumaki, metamorphosing the two sides.

"If it wasn't for me, you would have been killed by her, this monster... After all, it's hard to change its nature, cruel and stupid, even if they used to love loyally, but once they are bewitched by others, they will forget their original intentions, you Say... should this demon be killed?"

"What about you?" Meng Yuan clenched her teeth tightly, yes, Bai Zhirou had said that her daughter had already died.

And since he was still alive, he was most likely rescued by Zhou Yandao.

But, after all, the devil is the devil.

Just like Ling Xiao, even if he has a righteous heart, his methods are still cruel and outrageous!

"I?"

Zhou Yandao pushed horizontally with one hand, suppressing the chill outside Ye Qingchan's body as much as possible. On the other palm, a black light suddenly shot out, covering the cloud dome.

Faintly, there seems to be a vague phantom that emerges from the top of his head.

Seeing this scene, Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and suddenly had an illusion in his heart.

Although this ghostly shadow is illusory and ethereal, its aura is somewhat similar to his own demon body.

Moreover, most of the Dao Principles on this Divine Master were also plundered.

From this point of view, does it mean that as long as a demon bone is fused, even if it is not the reincarnation of the demon, one can obtain the inheritance of the demon?

All of a sudden, there seemed to be a chill in Ling Xiao's heart.

If he set the destiny, maybe he wouldn't think too much.

After all, with luck and the protection of heaven, all kinds of conspiracies will be solved.

After the fall of the demon, the rebirth came back, and finally, step by step, he stepped on the top of the sky, killed the gods and cut down the immortals, and achieved the sole honor of heaven and earth.

This is the story of Destiny's Son.

However, he is the villain, has no luck, and is destined to become a stepping stone.

Therefore, from the very beginning, Ling Xiao regarded himself as a chess piece and was placed in the game.

So much so that along the way, he never trusted anyone, he took every step of the way and was full of calculations.

Even if what he feared did not happen in the end, it would not be a loss for him.

Now that he saw Zhou Yandao carrying the power of the demons with his own eyes, Ling Xiao was even more convinced. All these coincidences did not seem to be simple.

"Yuan'er, what's the difference between a god and a demon? Only by standing on the top of the sky and controlling the order of the world can you protect what you want. Just like you, if it was me who lost then, you would be the son of a demon that everyone spurned, but now what? ?"

Zhou Yandao smiled indifferently, turned his head to look at Ye Qingchan, "Now, I am the Lord of God and respected by all spirits, and you are the saint of the Holy Religion, the son of God, even if you are a demon, the world will respect you and fear you."

"What's the point of this kind of reverence?"

Meng Yuan's face was sad, but her heart was suddenly a little annoyed.

"What's the point? Some things are predestined from your birth. If you don't want to hand your life over to others, then you should strive to be the god who controls other people's lives! In this world, only God has no sin or fault."

When the words fell, Zhou Yandao suddenly set his eyes on Ling Xiao, and for the first time a trace of doubt appeared on his face.

At this time, he didn't feel anything unique about Ling Xiao. It was nothing more than a celestial beauty and a prosperous rhythm.

But such an amazing talent, he has seen too many over the years, but no one has ever been able to escape his control and walk in front of him so swaggeringly.

Killing God!

How can the power of the heavens inherited by these two words be borne by mortals?

In other words, Ling Xiao's ability to get here is already a success for the creatures in this holy state.

What's more, at this time, Zhou Yandao could clearly feel that the Holy Religion was dead.

Obviously, they should have all died at the hands of this young man.

"Who are you?"

"Zhou Yandao, you go against the chaos of the common people and practice with your life. If you do this, you will be destroyed on the same day."

Ling Xiao's tone was indifferent, and he didn't seem to be in a hurry.

The villain died of too many words because the villain had no layout and no calculations.

Sometimes, when talking more can more easily achieve the goal, why not do it.

"Heaven and earth will be destroyed? It's up to you? Or do you really think that under the shackles of heaven, three ninth-rank god emperors can compete with me?"

Zhou Yandao shook his head gently, as far as the light in his eyes came, the void shattered, and the rhythm of the sky did not exist.

Immediately afterwards, Zi Yan, Xiong Huan, and Taoist Taixuan walked out of nothingness, their faces extremely gloomy.

Obviously, facing the Divine Lord, the only honorable realm in the Holy State, even if they had stepped on the top of the sky, they felt endless pressure.