Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"Master Ling Ling Xiao!!!"

Qin Leng's dark eyes suddenly lit up.

It wasn't because of the joy of the rest of his life after the disaster, but the figure in his mind, once again, at the moment of his life and death, blocking him.

Is it an established fate?

Otherwise, why every time, the son will appear in time.

what! Mr. Ling Xiao!

You are like the first ray of light born in this world.

Flawless splendor, illuminating the boundless darkness.

I know I don't deserve to be by your side.

But in this life, I am willing to be that one, the most persistent light chaser among all beings.

As you step across the mountains, the sea, and the rivers, you will have no regrets, no hatreds or complaints.

It turns out that I'm not heartless, but I haven't seen your son's respect!

"boom!"

The soul imprint falls, covering the world.

Ling Xiao commanded at will, tearing the sky and the sword light rising into the sky, directly cutting the ancient seal into a soul light that filled the sky.

The soul shines down like fireworks.

Although it was only for a moment, he was fascinated by Qin Leng's eyes.

He believed that this splendid and short-lived grand scene was blooming for him alone!

"Master Leng, stay safe?"

It wasn't until a gentle laughter came from the top of his head that Qin Leng's eyes became clear.

When he opened his eyes again, the handsome and innocent face of the son was already in front of him, and even his whole body was embraced by the son in a shy posture.

"Gollum!"

Qin Leng swallowed hard, everything today, like a glimpse of the morning glory, to all living beings, it is only a moment.

But for him alone, the mountains and rivers collapsed, and the seas and fields were vicissitudes.

Young Master Ling Xiao, long time no see!

"Young Master Cold?"

Ling Xiao frowned, and suddenly a strange system prompt sounded in his mind.

"Ouch, congratulations to Host Og, for getting 50 points of luck and 500 points."

"Sir, see you again."

Qin Leng's face turned red, and instinctively struggled out of Ling Xiao's arms.

Just the next moment, he felt a little regret.

The whole world is like ice.

Only the son's arms are peaceful and quiet.

I am neither crazy nor arrogant nor indulgent, but I only crave the warmth in your arms.

"Uh, son Leng, be careful yourself"

Seeing the undisguised admiration in Qin Leng's eyes, Ling Xiao's face turned pale and almost vomited on the ground.

This young master is a talent. He hasn't even used the inscription of his soul. This guy actually surrendered himself?

"Sir, be careful"

Qin Leng stood there, his eyes obsessed.

Ling Xiao only glanced at Xiao Tu, who immediately vomited blood and flew upside down, fleeing towards the distant mountain

"Is this the strength of the young master? With just one glance, he crushed a Delusional Soul Cultivator?"

Qin Leng put his hands on his chest, looked up at the stalwart figure, and the excitement in his heart seemed to be unchecked.

"Young Master Leng, stand farther away, and leave this group of Yunji people to me."

When Ling Xiao finished speaking, Qin Leng only felt the space sway, and saw the former figure suddenly rise into the sky, swept away towards the void where Jin Yang was.

There, Qin Wei's body was covered with scars, and the children of the Qin family were chased and fled by the people of Yunji, completely defeated.

But with the addition of Ling Xiao, the battle seemed to turn around in an instant.

Qin Wei pulled away and killed Yun Shu's disciple, but Ling Xiao was alone and stopped Jin Yang.

The war is about to break out, and Qin Cooling is already full of blood!

Young Master Ling Xiao, chivalrous and courageous, for my benefactor of the Qin family!

Looking at the dull-eyed young man in front of him, Ling Xiao grinned, looked back at the overlapping shadows, and slammed his palms down, seeing the ancient green devil cauldron rising into the air in an instant, turning into a thousand feet in size, trapping the entire space. in.

Qin Leng's role is probably equivalent to a camera, witnessing what Ling Xiao wants him to witness. In this way, everything that seems to be confusing becomes completely real.

After all, everyone in the world believes, seeing is believing.

In the ancient space.

Ling Xiao looked coldly at the two disciples who stopped one after another, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Ling Xiao!!!"

"It's you!!!"

Countless Yunshu disciples exclaimed, that Xu Youwei's humiliation in Sunset City that day had already spread all over the Eastern Border.

Looking at the smile on the face of this young master of the Demon Sect at this time, many people's hearts suddenly jumped.

Qin Wei and Jin Yang stood in the distance, looking up at the ancient cauldron that shrouded the world, with a trace of fear in their eyes.

Ling Xiao's identity is not friendly to the two great traditions.

When he comes today, who will he help kill?

"Hehe, Brother Wei, hold on for a while longer, and I'll help you when I kill all these Yunshu disciples."

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, an ancient sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and rushed towards the cloud millet crowd.

At this time, most of the Qin disciples had been killed or injured, and Qin Wei had already shown his defeat in the hands of the Holy Son of Cloud Millet.

If it wasn't for Ling Xiao's sudden arrival, this time, the younger generation of the Qin family would be slaughtered.

"kill!!"

Looking at the figure in white wielding a sword and beheading the enemy, a sneer suddenly appeared on Qin Wei's face.

The panic and grievance in the bottom of my heart instantly vanished.

"Jin Yang, today is the time of your death!"

So, why are Ling Xiao and Qin Wei both descendants of the ancient clan, but their fates are destined to be different?

Because of his vision, or in other words, because he can clearly understand the identity settings of everyone in front of him through the system.

Gu Zong Tianjiao like Qin Wei, Ling Xiao kills without any pressure at all.

In the face of Jin Yang, he had to be cautious.

It's not that it's too hard to kill them, just like Lin Xi, such a person is the original son of destiny, even if Ling Xiao's luck value is now higher than his, but the process is easy to change.

One step is not careful, not only the whole game is lost.

In Ling Xiao's hands, clear light overflowed, and the moment the ancient sword was slashed out, the disciples of Yunshu were instantly split into two halves.

The invincible immortal posture, the realm of the later stage of breaking the arrogance, makes these ancient sect true legends have no resistance at all.

Blood spilled, dyeing the earth red.

Even the ancient city of Canghai collapsed and shattered in one after another.

only

It is true that Ling Xiao killed a disciple of Yun Shu, but his sword intent was ruthless. Occasionally, some unfortunate disciples of the Qin family would also be affected, with their heads in different places.

In a short period of time, only Saint Son Jin Yang was left in the Yunshu Xianzong who had the upper hand.

Ling Xiao retracted his sword and stood proudly in the air.

Beneath him, there are corpses all over the field, blood flowing like a river.

Countless Immortal Sect disciples died tragically under the sword, not even a single corpse was complete.

The severed limbs and heads were scattered all over the place, like a purgatory on earth.

Even the remaining disciples of the Qin clan looked at the young man above their heads in horror, with a touch of fear on their faces.

This is the Young Master of the Demon Sect that they have heard of.

Murderous, cruel and tyrannical.

At this time, at a high altitude in the distance, Qin Wei roared angrily, the sun was shining like a blazing sun, and the entire figure swelled out of thin air.

The majestic and vast spiritual power fluctuations scattered, crushing and shattering the void.

"Damn Ling Xiao! Damn Qin Clan! I will kill you today!!"

Jin Yang looked at the tragic scene in the distance, and several times, he wanted to save himself.

But although Qin Wei's strength is not as good as him, he is a descendant of the ancient clan after all, so he doesn't give him too many opportunities to distract himself.

Now that Yun Shu's disciples have been slaughtered, Jin Yang's face is almost distorted.

The anger in the bottom of my heart is like a rushing river, and it turns into a monstrous light, like a fairytale blooming.

"Buzz!"

Then, I saw his palm print, the power of Dao manifested out of thin air, transformed into a long dragon, and like a world-destroying magic wind, tore the space and headed towards Qin Wei!

From the beginning to the end, Ling Xiao just stared at the scene in front of him calmly, without any intention of making a move.

Ha ha.

The dog bites the dog, so let them bite for a while, and it saves his energy.