Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

Qingyao Mountain is an ancient mountain range located on the edge of Tianlei Jedi.

Only because the mountain is backed by the sea of ​​thunder and the cloud dome stands, so few people will come here to experience.

Of course, as the most mysterious force in Qingcang, the Temple of Killing is somewhere between good and evil, and it makes sense to choose the sect here.

I saw at this time, on the Qingyao Mountain, a big star suddenly fell, and the gods were forbidden.

The originally peaceful ancient mountain suddenly burst into a dazzling golden light.

A surprising aura swept across the sky, shattering Yamanaka's calm.

Then, I saw silhouettes emerging from the sky. Although there were not many people, they were all tyrannical.

In particular, an old man headed by him has reached the terrifying state of Heavenly Sovereign.

The supreme power poured out thousands of miles, shocking the sky, like a big sun, blooming with the power of qi and blood.

Next to the old man stood two young and beautiful women.

One of them had an icy cold face and a calm expression. His eyes were full of uncontrollable excitement.

Around him, there is a trace of extremely mysterious fluctuations lingering, as if an immortal gate stands up, connecting to the other side of reincarnation.

The other person is also outstanding in appearance, but there is a bit of nervousness on his pretty face.

Behind the three of them, there were three old men dressed in different clothes, all of them melodious and surging, and the lowest realm of them all reached the category of Earth Supreme.

"Who dares to be presumptuous in the Temple of My Killing!!"

On Qingyao Mountain, angry shouts resounded.

Immediately, countless figures were seen walking out of the mountain, standing in front of the main hall on the top of the mountain.

"Hehe, Great Elder, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't you even know old friends?"

Unlike ordinary sects, the Temple of Killing was originally destroyed in the long river of history.

If it wasn't for Xia Chen's accidental acquisition of the Mark of the Killing God and the inheritance of the ancient Killing God, it would be difficult for this power to reproduce the world.

Therefore, the current killing temple has no background at all.

The elder generation is the most powerful fighting force in the temple.

The elder of the Killing Temple, named Pang Yun, has also reached the realm of Heavenly Supreme, which is two realms higher than Yu Yi.

"Huh? You...you are Yu Yi!!! You are still alive!!"

Pang Yun's old eyes trembled, like seeing a ghost in the daytime.

That's right! !

Just as Chi Luo expected, in the past three hundred years, Qingyang has already suppressed all those strongmen in the Killing Temple loyal to Xia Chen.

The remaining grass on the wall also chose to succumb to Qingyang's remaining prestige.

The Great Elder Pang Yun was the most loyal servant of Qingyang, and at the same time, he was the only person in the Temple of Killing who knew Qingyang's identity.

Xia Chen's death that year was full of doubts.

How could a young man who killed countless ghost clan Tianjiao secretly join forces with the ghost clan?

However, this fairy way is so cruel and ruthless.

No one will sacrifice their life without hesitation for a dead person.

What's more, it took only a few years for Xia Chen to find the Mark of the Killing God.

Many of the powerhouses who came here for their fame had other purposes.

And Qing Yang's method is far more cruel and terrifying than Xia Chen.

Therefore, the final outcome of this matter is nothing.

Only Yu Yi, this supreme powerhouse who did not belong to the Temple of Killing, never believed that Xia Chen colluded with the ghost clan and went against Qingyang tit for tat.

But, with his own power, how can he compete with the entire Killing Temple?

Finally, he also disappeared.

A turmoil finally came to an end.

Originally, Pang Yun thought that with Qingyang's character, he would not let someone who resisted like Yu Yi be spared.

Unexpectedly, this supreme powerhouse with the same way of assassinating Grandmaster returned to Qingyao Mountain after 300 years.

And... still in such an upright and bright attitude. Could it be that he found a new backer?

Pang Yun smiled indifferently, although he was a little surprised, he was not panicked.

After all, with Qing Yang's identity there, looking at Qing Cang, who would dare to be his enemy?

"The blessing of dragging the elders is not dead yet."

Yu Yi snorted coldly, and glanced at the many powerful people in the Temple of Killing in front of him.

This force originally had eleven elders, nine of whom were at the supreme level.

But now there are only seven people standing beside Pang Yun.

One Heavenly Sovereign, three Earth Sovereigns, and the remaining three are at the holy level.

This kind of strength is comparable to the top forces of Qingcang.

"Yu Yi, why are you here today?"

Pang Yun was not in a hurry to take action, the confrontation between the two Heavenly Supreme Powerhouses would destroy the world at every turn.

What's more, the Temple of Killing is a force hidden in the shadows of heaven and earth. Once the two of them make a move, they will inevitably attract a lot of prying eyes.

"What's the matter, doesn't the Great Elder know?"

Yu Yi shook his head and smiled, stretched out his hand and pushed Bai Ling in front of everyone, "This one will be the new owner of the Killing Temple."

Today's Yu Yi and Xia Zhimeng have both been planted with soul imprints by Ling Xiao.

In other words, even if Yu Yi had doubts in his heart, he would not dare to have the slightest disobedience.

What's more, Xia Zhimeng's talent is indeed not the top of Qingcang.

The biggest disaster in this world is always... the incompatibility of virtue.

Therefore, Bai Ling did not have much resistance to the position of the master of the temple.

As long as he can help Xia Chen clear his grievances and avenge his blood revenge today, Ling Xiao is the biggest benefactor of him and Xia Zhimeng.

"Yu Yi, what nonsense are you talking about? Do you really think I dare not kill you?"

Pang Yun's face was gloomy, and his body was majestic and majestic, turning into clouds for thousands of miles, stirring the sun and the moon.

Suddenly, the void trembled, and the avenues undulated.

Even the many disciples who killed the temple felt that their souls were shaking and they were about to shatter.

"What's so noisy."

only! !

Just as the two powerhouses were arguing, a gentle and indifferent voice suddenly came from the hall.

Hearing the voice, a trace of resentment appeared on Yu Yi's face almost instantly, and the breath all over his body had an uncontrollable momentum.

In front of the main hall, a handsome young man wearing a golden robe stepped out slowly, with a warm and calm smile on the corner of his mouth.

Although there is not a trace of fluctuations emanating from his body, there is a natural tendency to crush the world, and I am the only one.

Especially the pair of deep and dark eyes, like the two Uzumaki of Xinghai, the ancient well has no waves, but it is deep and terrifying.

"Qingyang!!!"

Yu Yi gritted his teeth and clenched his hands tightly.

In the eyes of others, Qingyang always looks humble and kind, but he is a leader of the right path, the light of the blue sky.

But only Yu Yi knows how this gentle-looking young man killed all the followers related to Xia Chen in order to control the Killing Temple.

This is a demon, a sinister villain with two faces!

"Oh? Are you... Senior Yu Yi?"

Qingyang's eyes narrowed slightly, and instead of a trace of panic on his face, his smile grew stronger, "Senior Yu Yi, you asked me to find it... It's hard work."

"Qingyang! Put away your hypocritical face, today... is your death date!!"

Yu Yi took a deep breath and turned to look at Bai Ling next to him, "Miss Bai Ling."

"Um."

Bai Ling's pretty face was cold and she nodded lightly.

The next moment, I saw a ray of blood suddenly blooming in the sky, filling the sky.

The entire Qingyao Mountain fell into dead silence almost instantly.