Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

This Elder Teng, whose real name is Teng Zidu.

The people of the Xiao family don't know much about this name, but they are used to calling him Elder Teng.

only! !

Regarding the origin of this elder, there are different opinions among the Xiao clan.

Some people say that he was originally a well-known evil cultivator in Qing Cang, who was hunted down by his enemies and was sheltered by the Xiao Clan before he became an elder of the Xiao Clan.

Some people also said that he was born in the puppet courtyard of the Daotian Academy and was the junior brother of Hong Guji, the master of the puppet courtyard. Because of his discord, he just found another way out.

But in any case, this elder Teng's ability to make puppets is the consensus of the entire Xiao clan.

Even when the Xiao clan opened up the lower realm, this elder Teng carried thirteen puppets alone, and he was unmatched, making great contributions.

"Does the young master intend to retain a trace of this person's wisdom, or...to erase it completely?"

Teng Zidu glanced at Xiao Ping up and down. With his second-rank Saint Realm realm, if he wanted to refine a God Emperor puppet, he couldn't say that he was sure of everything.

"As long as he can use the time rule, everything else depends on the elder's mood."

Xiao Moyi's face was expressionless, a god emperor came out of his concubine, if he didn't understand the Tao, it would be mysterious. Why did he have to go through such troubles, he could easily be crushed to death with one finger.

"In that case, keep a trace of his sanity."

Teng Zidu nodded and smiled, took the chain from Xiao Wu's hand, opened the cage, and with a ruthless tug, pulled Xiao Peng's figure out of it, and stepped on his head.

"Young Master, it's too bloody for this living person to refine the puppet. I'd better go back first. After the refinement is complete, you can come and pick it up."

"There is Elder Lauten!"

Xiao Moyi lowered her head, looked at the unwilling Xiao Ping, and said indifferently, "Xiao Ping, don't blame me for being ruthless, or blame you for not knowing what to do."

The Dao of time is the ultimate Dao.

It is said that the inheritance sacred object of Qingcang's immortal forces is a sacred tower, which can be changed in time and is a sacred object for practice.

I have the tower, but now I'm missing it... Time rule.

"Where's my sister? What did you do to my sister!!!"

"Actually Xiaopin, you should thank me, your sister, I found a good home for her."

Xiao Moyi gave a grim smile, while Xiao Pian's eyes suddenly turned blood red.

Immediately, he saw the mighty spirit all over his body, and in the realm of a god emperor, he forcibly stood up from Teng Zidu's feet and charged towards Xiao Moyi angrily.

Time seemed to freeze, and even Teng Zidu's cultivation in the Holy Land was a little confused at this time.

When everyone reacted, Xiao Ping's figure had appeared in front of Xiao Moyi.

only! !

At this time, Xiao Moyi did not have the slightest panic on his face, but a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

And Xiao Ping's palms that shrouded Linghui failed to touch Xiao Moyi in the slightest, and his whole body suddenly tense and stood on the spot.

Behind him, Fujizi Du grabbed the lightning chain tightly with both hands, and the spirit in his hands bloomed. A visible lightning bolt slammed down Xiao Pian along the chain, instantly causing blood to flow from the corners of his mouth, and his breath was completely sluggish.

"Xiao Moyi, you must!! You will regret it!!"

Xiao Pian gritted his teeth fiercely, even though his flesh was broken and blood soaked, he never took a step back and stared at Xiao Moyi like this.

"Regret? How dare you speak hard when you are about to die?"

Xiao Moyi shook his head slightly with a sigh, then turned to look at Teng Zidu, "Elder Teng, I have changed my mind, you can practice puppets here."

"Haha, that's fine." Teng Zidu nodded, knowing Xiao Moyi's intention.

At this time, countless disciples of the Xiao clan stopped around the square.

Since Xiao Moyi is the young master of the Xiao clan, he naturally needs prestige, not to mention, this clan has three veins, and it is not harmonious.

Killing the chicken to warn the monkeys, and... killing this chicken, it can also have a very significant use for the prosperity of the Xiao family, why not do it?

"This living person makes puppets, and he pays attention to a spirituality, which means that although the body is made into a dead thing, the spiritual wisdom is not destroyed, and he can use some martial arts techniques in his lifetime."

Teng Zidu waved his hand, took out a long cowhide scroll from the Qiankun bag, and slowly opened it.

I saw that there were all kinds of long Short Sword blades and bizarre needle thread long cones.

A gloomy and bloody aura rushed towards the face, even Xiao Wu and the others had a trace of fear in their eyes.

"In fact, to put it simply, it is to polish this flesh into a container, an indestructible container, or a human-shaped weapon."

Teng Zidu picked out an extremely thin blade and wiped it lightly on his sleeve, "However, the most difficult step in refining a puppet for a living person is not refining the puppet, but...letting blood."

"bloodletting?"

Xiao Wu and others looked puzzled, and fear spread in their hearts.

A living person refining puppets, such a method, just listen to it, it feels cruel, Elder Teng is indeed from an evil sect, this should be put out, it is estimated that people have been executed three hundred and sixty times.

"Yes! Bloodletting, but you can't bleed all the blood immediately, otherwise it will become troublesome to peel the skin later. You have to put it while peeling..."

There was a gloomy look on Teng Zidu's face, he raised his foot and walked to Xiao Ping's side, holding a Short Sword in each hand, "Don't worry, it will hurt a lot, but... this is the last pain you feel in this world, I'll take it slow, so that you can understand it better."

"You will die countless times more miserably than me."

Xiao Ping looked calm, there was no trace of fear on his face, but a bit of pity.

That's right, no matter why Ling Xiao didn't come to the Xiao clan, but as long as he died, he would definitely come to the Xiao clan based on the personality of the master.

Can! !

Just when Teng Zidu raised his hand, he was about to stab Xiao Peng's body with the short blade.

On the edge of the square, there was a sudden exclamation from the children of the Xiao clan, and the faces of the frightened people all turned white.

Originally, everyone was tense at this time, and they watched the short blade that flashed cold light about to enter Xiao Peng's body.

At this time, he was interrupted by this exclamation, and a look of panic and annoyance appeared on his face.

Teng Zidu's palms trembled slightly, and he turned his head to look at the panicked and shouted disciple with resentment, but at this moment, the man's eyes were not on the square at all, but on the distant horizon.

Everyone looked stunned for a moment, and looked up following his eyes, and the next moment, their faces were all condensed.

I saw at this time, in the void, an ancient battleship slowly approached.

That dark and ancient color, like a robbery cloud that descends into the world, is indescribably depressing, with a chill that penetrates the body.

"what is that?"

"It's a ship."

"I can't see that it's a ship? I mean, who is so arrogant, who dares to set up this battleship and violate my Xiao clan's domain?"

At this time, Teng Zidu and Xiao Moyi also had a hint of surprise on their faces.

Only Xiao Pian, a pale face suddenly burst into a sincere smile.

He could see that at the front of the battleship, a peerless figure in black stood with his hands behind his back, his immortal face was gentle, but there was a chill in his eyes.

"Lord..."