Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

Road Yamanaka central, golden halls are lined up.

It's just that compared to the past, at this time, these halls are deserted and lonely, and there is no human voice.

The presence of the palace lord in this world is not only a great event for the Qingcang world, but also for the Daotian Academy.

Therefore, at this time, all the elders and disciples had already gathered in the lecture hall to listen to the sage's admonition.

At this time, in front of one of the ancient temples, Xia Zhimeng and Yang Yuan stood side by side, staring coldly at a nine-story tall building in the distance.

After several days of exploration, this high-rise building is the only Buddhist scriptures pavilion in Daotian Academy.

And the opportunity that the senior said to open the Revolving Heaven mansion is probably in this building.

"Junior sister! Everything is going according to plan, I will do it as soon as possible."

Yang Yuan took a deep breath, his eyes extremely solemn.

Originally, he was still thinking about how to lure the elder who guarded the Holy Scriptures Pavilion away.

But a few days ago, Xia Zhimeng took the initiative to offer a plan, saying that she had a treasure gifted by her master, which could trap the strong in the holy realm.

In this way, the wheel of Revolving Heaven is at your fingertips.

From the very beginning, Yang Yuan knew that Xia Zhimeng's master had a mysterious origin and a terrifying cultivation base.

Even the Void Sect Master is quite respectful and jealous of him.

He naturally had no doubts about Xia Zhimeng's methods.

only! !

Zhimeng's cultivation is, after all, only in the Venerable Realm. Even if the Spirit Treasure in his hands is terrifying, he still faces great risks when dealing with a person in the Holy Realm.

Junior Sister Xia, Yang Yuan will keep this kindness in his heart! !

"Um."

Xia Zhimeng nodded indifferently, raised his feet and strode towards the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion.

Behind him, the corners of Yang Yuan's mouth trembled slightly, as if he mustered up his courage, and suddenly said in a deep voice, "Zhimeng!! Treat me..."

"understood."

Can! !

Before Yang Yuan could finish speaking, Xia Zhimeng waved his hand impatiently and quickly disappeared into the distance.

"Um?"

Yang Yuan looked stunned for a moment, then shook his head bitterly.

Has it come to this point?

It seems that he and his sister are already in tune with each other.

Although her voice is so cold, but in the entire Qingcang, who would be willing to risk their lives to pave the way for Yang Yuan to lure the enemy?

Junior sister, even if you already understand my thoughts, I still want to tell you loudly that you have always lived in my heart~ Too much concern is hard to give up and hard to forget~ I love you so much~ I chose not to give up or admit defeat~ You Don't cry~ I will cherish it for the rest of my life!

until! !

Xia Zhimeng's expression hurriedly fell from the sky, standing in front of the Sutra Collection Pavilion, roaring loudly, "Elder! Elder!"

"Om."

I saw that in the pavilion, an old man walked out slowly, and the girl in front of him looked coldly, "Who are you?"

"Elder, it's not good, my senior brother... I have fallen into the devil's practice. I beg the elder to save my senior brother."

"Huh? Cultivating into the devil?"

The Holy Land elder frowned, and now the entire Daotian Academy, the elders and the strong have all arrived at the Hall of Lectures, and in Nuoda's school, only he and a few elders are left, so it makes sense for this girl to come here.

"Where is your brother?"

"On the cliff ahead."

Xia Zhimeng turned his head and glanced at the mountain in the distance, "Elder, please, save my senior brother, he is an orphan..."

"Let's go."

Seeing Xia Zhimeng's teary eyes, the Holy Land Elder did not suspect him.

This is Daotian Academy, and he doesn't believe that anyone dares to deceive him here.

What's more, in this hall of Tibetan scriptures, there is an array seal arranged by the master of the array. Not to mention a disciple of the Supreme Realm, even if the Supreme is personally there, it is impossible to leave silently.

And as long as there is a slight movement here, other school elders will definitely notice.

Now that the mansion master is now preaching scriptures, he will not allow anything to disrupt this grand event! !

"Elder! This way!!"

Hearing this, a trace of joy appeared on Xia Zhimeng's face, but the elder of the holy realm waved his hand and placed a seal on the formation, including the entire scripture hall, and then followed Xia Zhimeng toward the distant mountain.

Seeing this scene, a smile appeared on Yang Yuan's face.

Although the fluctuations in this formation looked extremely terrifying, he was well prepared.

In other words, the junior sister was already prepared.

Yang Yuan lowered his head and looked at a golden talisman in his hand, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

This divine rune, which was also given to him by his junior sister, can be broken.

Inexplicably, Yang Yuan felt more and more moved.

See, how lucky it is to find a good Taoist companion on this immortal journey.

In particular, this Taoist companion is also a rich woman.

In front of Yang Yuan's eyes, pictures suddenly appeared.

The scene when Ling Xiao and Gu Chaoci ascended to the pinnacle of Shinto was really shocking.

To this day, a trace of longing has been engraved in the hearts of the younger generation of Qingcang.

In the past, all the Qingcang sects believed in the ruthless avenue, but now they have discovered another interesting immortal path.

Enter the Dao with love, and urge you to move forward.

In this way, the minds of the Tao are different, how to seek the peak of heaven and earth, and Ling Xiao's purpose is naturally achieved.

There are many ways to break the Dao Heart, one of which is called subtle influence.

"call!"

Yang Yuan took a deep breath, and didn't dare to hesitate any longer. He sneakily walked to the temple of Tibetan scriptures and stamped the golden talisman in his hand.

"Om."

A ray of ripples rippled quietly, and a corner of the ancient formation suddenly collapsed.

Yang Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, he looked around, and after confirming that no one was there, did he dodge into it.

only! !

Just as his figure appeared in the Hall of Sutras, he suddenly discovered that the golden talisman in his hand had completely dissipated, and there was no trace of power.

And the ancient formation in front of him seemed... extraordinarily dazzling.

sleep...? ? ?

It seems a bit like catching turtles in the urn?

Yang Yuan's eyes trembled slightly, looking at the magic talisman in his hand, and then looking at the ancient formation in front of him, he always felt that something was not right.

do not care! !

Anyway, he has already come in, first find the ancient scripture, maybe there are other magic talismans in the hands of the junior sister who can save him!

Thinking like this, Yang Yuan didn't hesitate any longer, turned around and walked towards the depths of the Buddhist scriptures hall.

At this time, in the corner of the mountain, I saw that the elder of the holy realm followed Xia Zhimeng all the way to the depths of the mountain forest, his face gradually gloomy.

"Little girl, where is your senior brother?"

"Elder, just ahead."

Xia Zhimeng turned his head and showed a bright smile towards the holy elder.

Then! !

Before the latter could react, he felt a strong wind blowing from behind, without the slightest hesitation, he punched directly and pierced through his body and mind.

On the old man's face, he looked confused and sluggish. He looked down at the fist mark that passed through his body, his lips trembled slightly, but after all... he couldn't make a sound.

Above the ancient forest, a black-clothed figure floated down and waved the black-robed puppet behind the holy-level elder into the world, and then looked at the girl in front of the forest.

"You did a good job."