Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"Amitabha."

At the foot of the mountain, Jin Han'er fluttered in a feathered coat, and swept out in shock.

Yao Guang and Xuanyuan Weiyang followed closely behind, chasing after Ling Xiao.

Seeing this scene, the Tianjiao of the clans who had been eager to try finally no longer hesitated, strode out, and rushed to the top of the mountain.

And with the personal experience of the four foolish waves before, at this time, no one dared to step ten steps and stride like Yuwen Tianji.

The crowd surging, turned into a flood and rolled up.

At this time, at the foot of the mountain, Yang Yuan was dressed in white and stood with his hands behind his back.

We haven't seen each other for two days. At this time, the face of this Son of Destiny was inexplicably tired.

Since Zhang Jiu escaped from the demon that day, he has been secretly inquiring about him.

But, before Yang Yuanxun could find this little brother who was in love with each other, the matter in Lingxi Valley spread throughout Qingcang.

For a while, Yang Yuan couldn't accept it.

How could such a boy with an upright temperament and a gentle appearance be a demon? !

Even if he doesn't know Zhang Jiuji's true identity at all, but... there is some inexplicable feeling that he is not a devil!

There must be some misunderstanding here.

only!

After all, Yang Yuan is only a small sect disciple, and he is not even qualified to step into the Wanjiao Banquet, so how can he change the world's views.

Therefore, during these two days, he often sighed and grieved, and had deeper concerns about people's words.

until! !

When he saw the straight road in front of him, and Yuwen Tianji standing on the top of the mountain, overlooking all living beings, the gloom in Yang Yuan's heart was instantly swept away.

If there is anything in this world that can cure unhappiness, for the Son of Destiny, it must be... pretending!

Especially in the past few days, the process of Yang Yuan's costume comparison has not been smooth, and he is often slapped in the face.

But this Divine Dao is a dead thing, and there is no difference at all because of its identity and background.

Physical strength? Heart mind?

I, Yang Yuan, build a golden body with jade bones, how can I stop me from stepping on the sky with a mere mountain road!

This time, I must let the whole Qingcang know my name, Yang Yuan.

Jijiu brothers, I believe, we will meet again.

At that time, your difficulties will come from me... let the world know!

"Junior sister, let's go."

Yang Yuan took a deep breath, his expression was gentle, and there was a desire to pretend to be in his eyes.

"Um."

Xia Zhimeng nodded indifferently and looked up at the figure in black who had already reached the middle of the mountain.

Finally, it's all over.

At this time, Xia Zhimeng did not know why Ling Xiao brought Yang Yuan here.

But, now that her mission has ended, she has long been disgusted with Yang Yuan.

She doesn't expect to be favored by the son, as long as she can stay away from this fg dog, she will be satisfied.

only! !

Just as the two raised their feet and were about to walk forward, a cheerful laughter suddenly came from behind them, "Hehe, this senior brother stay."

"Um?"

Yang Yuan frowned slightly, but when he turned his head, he saw an ordinary-looking young man in a green robe striding over and bowing towards him.

"Senior brother, I see you look familiar, have we met before?"

The green-robed youth looked puzzled and looked at Yang Yuan up and down.

"look familiar?"

Hearing this, Yang Yuan's eyes did not have a trace of waves, "No, at least... I don't remember seeing you."

Although he had experienced many twists and turns at the Wanjiao Banquet before, several Xiaobies still pretended to be good. For example, wearing a spirit crystal, and abolishing Xiang Kun.

Although in the end, he was not able to get what he wanted, but compared to the ordinary sect Tianjiao, just crushing Xiang Kun is enough to be sought after by the world.

Huh, familiar?

Soon, I will let you know that I, Yang Yuan, are something that you cannot afford to climb! !

Thinking like this, Yang Yuan's eyes became colder, and he turned around and wanted to leave.

But, at this moment, the green-robed youth in front of him suddenly stretched out a hand and printed it on his shoulder, "This senior brother, take a good look."

"Um?"

Yang Yuan's brows were furrowed, and the golden light outside his body was dazzling. He directly shook the young man back a few steps, before he said coldly, "No more entanglement, please don't blame me."

"Uh... well."

The green-robed youth smiled brightly, but was not annoyed. He saw Yang Yuan's figure disappear, and his face became solemn.

"Sure enough, even those who have played against me can't detect my Holy Body breath."

That's right, this person is Zhang Jiuji. Yesterday he followed the instructions of the cloudy moon and really found a historic site near this Heavenly City.

It's just that there is no spiritual treasure, only a golden light rune.

According to what Yinyue said, this talisman can hide the breath, and even the supreme powerhouse can hardly see the clue.

Although Yang Yuan's realm is not high, but the two have had a battle and are very familiar with each other's breath.

Even he didn't find a trace, and this Heavenly Academy was able to go.

Of course, in Zhang Jiuji's opinion at this time, as long as Ling Xiao and Hua Mingxi couldn't recognize his identity, it was even more impossible for the Supreme Beings in the academy to know who he was.

In this way, the trip has been successful for the most part.

A treasure that is regarded by the yin moon as a treasure of good fortune, Xiao Jiji is a little excited when he thinks about it!

Daoshan Shendao instantly boiled.

I saw one after another figure walking along the mountain, and the expression on his face gradually became solemn, bitter, until sad.

Only those who have long been famous and have powerful talents, still want to prove their strength and work hard to move forward after stepping through the 500th order.

But in the end, it is as strong as Shen Jing'an, and it will only be difficult to move forward if it only reaches the six hundred and ninety-third level.

On the contrary, Zhao Badou, who has always been weak, went all the way backwards, and finally stopped at the 707th order.

It's just that compared to the past, the face of this descendant of Wensheng Immortal Palace has long lost a trace of aloofness and indifference, but rather a bit of vicissitudes and exhaustion.

Gradually, the hustle and bustle on the mountain road solidified, and needles could be heard falling.

Those who are still moving forward now, except for Xiao Wu Xianggong, and the eldest princess Wu Hongsi, who is wearing an imperial robe, the only ones left are Young Master Ling Xiao and the three daughters following him.

It's just that the four of them are not in a hurry and walk calmly, and they have only reached the 700th order at this time.

However, it seems that from the beginning to the end, the faces of these four people did not fluctuate in the slightest, and even the speed was not affected by half.

"Look!! Who is that!!"

At this time, most of the clan Tianjiao had stopped climbing and stood on the mountain road, looking up at the few figures above.

At this moment, there was a sudden exclamation from the crowd.

I saw a tall and straight young man in white clothes crossed the crowd and headed towards the top of the mountain at an astonishing speed.

Five hundred, six hundred, seven hundred...

"Who is that boy? How could he have such talent?"

"I recognize him. It seems that he is called Yang Bian, or Yang Qiu. He fought against Xiang Kun at the Wanjiao Banquet before and abolished that fairy in the fairy palace."

"It turned out to be him!!"

Everyone was amazed, and their expressions were a bit complicated.

Until the white-robed figure left Zhao Badou and Wu Hongshu behind, there was a burst of clamor on the mountain road.

"It seems that this time, Yang Bian is going to become famous!"

"Pressing down on several outstanding people, what is the identity of this young man?"

"His name is Yang Yuan, not Yang Bian."

Just as everyone was discussing in a deep voice, they saw a figure in a green robe walking slowly on the mountain road, and finally stopped on the 500th stone step.

He raised his head and looked at the tall and straight figure in white, watching him step by step to the top of the sky, and a sincere smile suddenly appeared on his face.