Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"Young Master... Righteousness!"

On the top of Qingyao Mountain, all sounds are silent.

Then, one after another shouts suddenly broke through the sky, one after another.

Originally, everyone thought that when Ling Xiao killed Qingyang and Chi Luo, he might use this as an opportunity to integrate the imprint of the God of Killing and control the Temple of Death.

But after hearing what he just said, he took the initiative to give this opportunity back to Xia Chen's daughter.

And he did everything just to fulfill a promise! !

Inexplicably, the eyes of many disciples of the Temple of Killing trembled, and there was nothing but awe in their hearts.

This fairy road is dangerous and people are unpredictable.

It is a kind of luck to meet the son.

Otherwise, how could Chi Luo be willing to die?

even!

The scene where Young Master found Chi Luo was also full of enthusiasm and no selfishness! !

"This senior."

Ling Xiao sighed lightly, his face has long since returned to calm, "Now you can die."

"What... what? I said... this matter has nothing to do with me, I'm just the protector of Qingyang, and now he's dead..."

Zhu Jie swallowed hard, and his face was already pale.

But, at this moment, Mi Die's figure suddenly took a step and walked towards him slowly.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth were dark and foggy.

Faintly, a pair of black wings seemed to spread out, covering thousands of miles and imprisoning the entire void.

"You deserve to die because you acted as a supreme being against my young master of the Ling clan. This crime... is unforgivable."

Midie snorted coldly, and she stretched out her hand, and there were countless magic patterns rushing on it, including the heavens.

Behind him, the pair of black wings fluttered gently, and I saw thousands of wind marks lingering around the world, like shackles, shattering the void, and directly trapping Zhu Jie's figure in place.

The general trend of heaven and earth is changing in an instant.

Even at the realm of Zhu Jietian's fifth-rank supreme, at this time, he felt that a killing intent of Ultimate enveloped him, and there was no way to break free.

This kind of power is really too strange and desperate.

"No!! You can't kill me!!"

At a critical juncture, Zhu Jie raised his head to the sky and shouted angrily.

In his eyes, it seems that there are thousands of divine shadows manifesting, real dragons, gods and phoenixes, rivers, seas and ancient mountains, which oppress thousands of miles.

even! !

At this time, in the northwest of Qingcang, countless strong men had awakened from the tombs of the ancient temple, and looked up in the direction of Qingyao Mountain, their eyes filled with fear.

I saw there, the sky was dim, and the sun had no light.

Infinite void ripples swept away like ocean waves, about to burst.

Heavenly Sovereign! !

Qing Cang Ten Thousand Years has come, it has been a long time since the Heavenly Supreme Powerhouse has fought.

Except for the Ye Clan ancestor who was killed by Yiling, no one fell.

But, looking at the qi in that side of the world, today... I am afraid that there will be another Heavenly Supreme Powerhouse that will die.

"Boom!!"

Outside of Zhu Jie, Kamui was ups and downs, and there were many visions.

Hundreds of millions of rays of light bloomed in the sky, trying to break free from the shackles of the wind marks.

But it's useless! !

I saw Mi Die Su's handprint, like a sea of ​​stars falling, carrying the power to destroy Tianyu, lightly printed on Zhu Jie's chest.

"Push!"

In one breath, all methods were shattered, and all the divine power was gone.

Zhu Jie lowered his head dully, looking at the palm that pierced his chest, his lips trembled, but he couldn't make any sound.

Immediately afterwards, the magic lines in Mi Die's eyes flickered, and Zhu Jie only felt a great momentum explode in his body, wiping out his body and soul. "boom!!"

The rain of blood fell, and such a rain curtain containing the supreme divine power completely annihilated the entire Qingyao Mountain.

Countless smoke and dust rose from the sky, covering all directions.

Only that graceful figure in black stood on the top of the sky, shocking all spirits.

"Gollum."

All the powerhouses of the Temple of Killing turned pale, and they only felt an endless chill rising from the soles of their feet.

The same is the Supreme Being of Heaven, although the realm of Mi Die is higher than the third grade of Zhu Jie.

But, when it comes to combat power, the two are obviously not at the same level.

You must know that the reason why many forces in Qingcang dare not rashly start an immortal battle is because... once the Heavenly Supreme Powerhouse fights, it will be difficult to decide the winner in a short period of time.

But today, this concept has been completely subverted by the Ling Clan Supreme.

"Everyone."

It wasn't until the dark clouds in the sky dispersed and the sun fell, that Ling Xiao turned to look at the powerhouses who killed the temple.

Although at the moment, the forces on this side are already riddled with holes, and the strong are killed and injured countless times.

However, the meaning of the existence of the Temple of Killing is never an open conquest, but a chess piece and news that is secretly controlled.

"I promised Xia Chen that I would protect his bloodline. Now that the traitor is dead, the seat of the Temple Lord of the Killing God is returned to this girl, do you have any opinion?"

Ling Xiao's eyes are clear, and although his tone is gentle, how many people dare to refute the domineering power?

Of course, now Xia Zhimeng and Yu Yi have become soul slaves of Ling Xiao and Bai Ling, and they dare not even have the slightest resistance.

"No...no opinion!"

Just kidding, with Ling Xiao's strength, since he wanted to hate Xia Chenxue, in the final analysis, the powerhouses in the Temple of Killing were all guilty.

Today, the young master's open side is the greatest gift to them.

As for the position of killing the temple master, what is the difference between coveting and courting death at this moment.

"That's good, I will stay in Qingyao Yamanaka for a few days, Elder Yu Yi, Linger and Zhimeng will be taken care of by you in the future."

When the words fell, Ling Xiao waved towards Bai Ling and walked towards the deep mountain in the distance.

And Mi Die pouted, showing a look of embarrassment, how can there be a supreme killing attitude.

"elder brother."

Qingyao Yamanaka, Ling Xiao stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the sky in the distance.

Now that the Temple of Killing has fallen into his hands, this trip has been considered a complete success.

Next, he only needs to go to the Mass Burial Domain, find the group of thieves who robbed and killed Su Shan, the young master of the Su Family, and retrieve the lost treasures of the Su Family, then he can wait patiently for the Necropolis to open.

As long as Su Yan can enter the Tiansheng Business Alliance logically, this party has inherited more than ten thousand years of wealth, and it will not escape Ling Xiao's control in the end.

Moreover, Ling Xiao had already known from Hua Mingxi's mouth that the only way to open the Heaven and Earth Que was in the hands of her senior sister.

At that time, Hua Mingxi will run out of light and heat, and Ling Xiao should also send her to see Lei Yan. By the way, let's take a look at who their senior sister is.

"You first fuse the Mark of the Killing God."

With a wave of Ling Xiao's palm, the two figures suddenly appeared in the domain.

On the other hand, Bai Ling nodded lightly, sat cross-legged on the spot, and held the pitch-black mark in his hand.

According to Ling Xiao's speculation, when Xia Chen obtained the inheritance of the Killing Emperor and rebuilt the Temple of Killing, it must not have just relied on the fame of the Emperor Killing.

In this mark, there are some means of restraining the powerhouses of the temple.

As long as Bai Ling integrates it, it will be difficult for this force to betray.

Ling Xiao raised his head and looked at the figure sitting cross-legged in the sword tower, the corners of his mouth gradually raised an inexplicable meaning.

This trip to the northwest of Qingcang can be said to be quite rewarding.

Not only did Buddhism take the black pot of Tibetan demons on its back, but also successfully captured Yaoguang Dao's heart, and controlled an ancient force.

It was just the sudden appearance of the Shadow Soul Palace, which somehow made Ling Xiao feel a sense of crisis.

After all, no one knows what kind of identity the descendant of the Sixth Palace is hiding in the sea of ​​people.

However, the combat power of Mi Die, the old part of the Temple of Heavenly Demons, did not disappoint him.

The same as Heavenly Sovereign, in this realm, these Demon Dao powerhouses can almost be said to be... slaughtered.