Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"Brother, will you come?"

The frontier of the eastern border, the peaks of barren mountains.

A young girl in black sits on top of Qingyan, looking at the sky in the distance.

"I heard that you were bullied by the descendants of the Ling clan in the Ling clan. Hmph, don't worry, with Ling'er here, I will never let anyone bully you again! The descendants of the Ling clan? Let me see how I will deal with you."

After the words fell, the girl's figure disappeared immediately, and the whole barren mountain regained its tranquility.

It's just that there is blood in the air inexplicably.

Meanwhile, the Central Holy State.

A top of a mountain.

"Still haven't found Yuan Ying's body yet?"

A figure covering Jin Xia stood proudly and asked without looking back.

"The Lord of God did not"

"Go check, where did he go and who died."

"Yes!"

"Wait for the message, and ask the envoy to come back."

"Yes."

It was not until the figure behind him receded that the figure covered in divine light slowly turned around, revealing a handsome and cold face.

"It feels very familiar, are you alive? I'm really looking forward to it."

"Young Master, I heard that at the beginning of every Wanzong meeting, the descendants of Taixuan Daozong will appear in the world to discuss Dao with the disciples of the various sects, should we go and see?"

Fu Yunyao was sitting beside Ling Xiao, her aura had already stepped into the realm of delusion, and she was looking at the clouds and mist under her with a curious expression.

In the Nine Dragons, I am afraid that in the entire Eastern Border, only the young master dares to use a dragon as a mount.

"Go, of course."

Ling Xiao smiled lightly, shook the glass cup in his hand, and took a sip of the wine in the glass.

If he doesn't go to such a grand event, how can he know which leek is?

Moreover, Taixuan Daozi's discussion of Taoism is also a major event in the Eastern Border.

This Taixuan Taoist sect is strange to say, the descendants are never born, never fight with others, only discuss Taoism.

Moreover, as the master of Wudao Mountain, this Daozi will not participate in Wanzong Huiwu, and will never step into the secret realm.

It's just that he guards Wudao Mountain from generation to generation, and comprehends Dao with his spirit.

Such a character, I don't know how much luck, how much destiny?

On the side, Xiao Tu's face was obviously gloomy.

I'll see you soon, Xia Chen.

This Xia Chen was the adopted son of the Xiao family at the beginning. Although the two did not have too deep feelings, they still had a bit of affection.

It's just that five years have passed, Xia Chen is already the top of the Eastern Border, and he

If it wasn't for Young Master Ling Xiao, he would have no confidence at all.

But even so, this Wanzong meeting was still his last chance.

"Have a drink, don't think too much, then Xia Chen will die."

Ling Xiao smiled lightly, and handed Xiao Tu a glass of immortal brew.

The latter's eyes narrowed, but in the end he didn't ask any more questions.

Since the young master said that he would die, even if he died on the battlefield, Xia Chen would not be able to escape the young master's killer.

In this way, his wish was fulfilled.

Father and brother clan, fortunately owed.

Clouds and mountains are heavy, and smoke is floating in the eye.

It was not until the end of the three people's line of sight that the outline of a large city appeared, and Ling Xiao put away the wine jar and fell towards the bottom.

Xiao Tu and Fu Yunyao were on the left and right, like guards, and followed Ling Xiao towards the ancient city.

Under Wudao Mountain is Wudao City, and there is Xianchen in Wudao City.

Although Taixuan Daozong was not born, it added a bit of mystery.

In this world, who does not hope to become immortal and live forever?

Even if they are ordinary people, they also hope that the immortals will take pity on them and give them blessings and longevity.

As a result, countless devout Daoists gradually poured into the mountain of Dao Enlightenment. Among them are cultivators. Isshin yearns for Daoism, hoping that one day he will be favored by the strong Taixuan Daoist sect and be accepted as a disciple.

There are ordinary people who worship every day, pray for blessings and complain, and burn incense to petition.

And the status of this Dao Enlightenment City in the Eastern Border is almost the same as that of the Holy Sect in the Four Borders.

Of course, perhaps because of this, Taixuan Daozong is not like other sects, which widely recruits disciples and preaches and preaches.

Instead, he is hidden from the world. Isshin guards Wudao Mountain, guarding the secret realm, and has never been involved in mundane affairs.

Otherwise, hehe.

Taixuan Dao majored in geometry, and no one in the world knew it.

All along, only Daozi and a few elders have come forward to preside over these ten thousand sects.

It is just said that this Taoist master once sought Taoism in the world when he was young, and every sect and every clan has his reputation and footprints.

In life, never fail.

Moreover, according to rumors, this Taixuan Taoist master is proficient in yin and yang fortune-telling, and his Taoist skills can explore the secrets of the sky.

Of course, whether the rumors are true or not, the world has no way of knowing.

After all, the more mysterious the characters, the more they have their own group licking attributes.

"Young Master, it's still early anyway, why don't we go shopping in the city? In this Dao Enlightenment City, there is the largest shop of the Yunlai Business Alliance in the Eastern Border."

Fu Yunyao smiled sweetly with a pleading face.

"Well, let's go."

Ling Xiao shook his head, this woman, no matter what her status, shopping seems to be instinctive.

They obviously don't buy anything, but they can just go shopping on one street all day.

Just as the three of Ling Xiao entered the ancient city, his eyes twitched quietly.

It seems that some people arrived earlier than us.

Ling Xiao raised his head, glanced at the crowd in the distance, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Lin Xi's aura is there, and sure enough, wherever there is a secret realm, these Sons of Destiny are indispensable.

Love to join in the fun, it was originally a standard for the protagonist.

At this time, Ling Xiao did not feel Nian Qingyun's breath.

On the contrary, with the temperament of the goddess, I am afraid that the Wanzong will not start, she will not bother to show up.

"Young Master, look, it's the Lingbao Pavilion of the Yunlai Business Alliance!!"

Fu Yunyao exclaimed, instantly interrupting Ling Xiao's thoughts.

Just seeing the familiar figure standing outside the Lingbao Pavilion, Ling Xiao's eyes flashed a hint of sarcasm, then raised his feet and walked towards the treasure pavilion.

"Do you mean that the young master of your family selects the spiritual treasure inside, and others are not allowed to enter?"

Today's Lin Xi finally changed his appearance again, his green shirt was tall and straight, but that face was still unremarkable.

"Yes, my young master of the Wu clan, Wu Ya, is here, and you are not allowed to disturb me."

Outside the treasure pavilion, a group of young Tianjiao dressed in different clothes blocked the door, looking at Lin Xi in front of him coldly, his eyes full of sarcasm.

The young people who can come to this Dao Enlightenment City today are almost all the famous Tianjiao evildoers in the Eastern Border.

It's just that Tianjiao or evildoer still has an identity background after all.

The background is stronger, and naturally followed by a group of followers.

Otherwise, even if you enter that secret realm, it will be difficult to capture the treasure by yourself.

What's more, the secret realm has existed for endless years, and among them, the ancestors have long stayed behind, reproduced children, and achieved the ancient clan.

Even some demons are born from the source, fierce and mighty.

Secret realm.

Among them, good fortune is naturally attractive, but no risk designation is wrong.

"Crazy!!"

Lin Xi's face turned cold, and a scorching power suddenly rippled around his body.

Although now, he still has not comprehended the power of Dao, but he has stepped into the arrogance, and his combat power has become more and more tyrannical.

In the past half month, he has been looking forward to the arrival of Wanzong Huiwu all the time.

In this way, it also means that his opportunity has come.

Primordial Emperor Yan, as long as it combines this ancient fierce fire, Ling Xiao or something, hehe, it is not easy to kill.

It's just that Lin Xi snorted coldly in the bottom of his heart, his whole body was full of breath, and he wanted to teach a lesson to these arrogant youths.

On the street in the distance, a light laughter suddenly came, "Oh? The young master of the Wu clan? Wu Ya? Is that the crow who flipped the table as soon as he ate?"