Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"Oh? Are you saying that you and Tian'er have completely untied the knot?"

It is said that in this ancient puppet sect, there are four great war puppets.

Ling Xiao stood on the top of the sky with calm eyes.

But now, Huahua is still fusing dragon blood, and Ling Xiao is not willing to disturb it unless it is a last resort.

"Tonight, kill Yuanyue Holy Land to avenge my daughter-in-law."

Ye Qingchan walked over and sat on it with Ling Xiao.

If he hadn't summoned the ninth-rank god general, the puppet whose combat power was comparable to that of the gods, maybe Ling Xiao would not have taken care of him and Hua Yang on that day.

The entire Ling Clan land was instantly boiling.

"The patriarch, Qin Leng, the patriarch of the Qin family, is asking to see you outside the hall."

As long as there are sacred places in the sect, there are many people in the sect who survey the fate of the destiny.

"Leng heard that the son returned to the clan today, and he specially led the elders of the Qin tribe to come to congratulate him, and he became famous at the top of Wudao Mountain."

But if the Ling clan moved first, and reasoned with affection, the Misty Dao Palace would not hesitate any more.

The gust of wind dissipated, and the demonic clouds gathered.

The purpose is naturally to monitor every move of the Holy Religion to prevent accidents.

"By the way, Xiao'er, there is news from the Central Xinjiang of the Holy State. The Holy Religion seems to have made some moves recently."

"Lingmai? Well, then I will capture it for you for my father."

Father was right, if you want to destroy the Yuanyue Holy Land, relying on the Ling family alone, I am afraid it will be a little troublesome.

As long as he wanted, Ling Tianlin would give it.

Outside the hall, Ling Shan's voice suddenly came.

In Ling Tianlin's eyes, the immortal light suddenly became strong, and a general momentum like Yue fell down, causing the entire Ling Clan Temple to tremble for no reason.

Only in troubled times can others grow faster.

And what Ling Xiao has to do is to change the place, cut the waves, and secretly create a force of his own!

Qingyun, tonight, I will use thousands of dead souls in Yuanyue Holy Land to sacrifice your affection.

When the words fell, outside Ling Xiao, lightning flashed instantly, and an invisible pressure surged, causing the entire hall to fall into depression in an instant.

Fluttering and flying, it can cross the territory of thousands of miles.

"No wonder the Ling family came out in full force this time."

"This golden eagle has not stepped out of the Ling clan for two hundred years, right?"

"Let's go."

You are indeed an unattainable star in this life!

Between heaven and earth, there was a sudden gust of wind howling.

son!

Otherwise, what is cold is not the heart of one person, but the hearts of thousands of disciples of the Misty Dao Palace.

"I know my father."

"You don't know? Young Master Ling Xiao's fiancée died and died in the hands of the Holy Son of Yuanyue. This time, the Hui clan is discussing the expedition against the Holy Land of Yuanyue, right?"

Ling Tianlin looked at Ling Xiao in front of him in surprise, and his tone was a little suspicious.

"It seems so?"

The chill in Ling Tianlin's eyes turned into a whirlpool, like the rising sun in winter, piercing his eyes.

"lets go."

There was also a smile on Ling Xiao's face, and blood flowed from his eyes.

"According to the news from Anzi over there, the Holy Sect sent divine envoys to various places, seemingly looking for people, but the specific purpose is not clear."

"war!!"

The god-king ninth-grade demon was also Ling Tianlin's mount when he was young.

"It's cold beyond."

He just didn't expect that this day would come so soon.

"What's the matter?"

Everyone looked at the ghost shadow that covered the stars in the night sky, and there was nothing in their eyes except shock.

Hearing today that the two brothers had released their past suspicions, the pent up thoughts in his heart dissipated in an instant, and even the cultivation base showed some signs of breakthrough.

"Um?"

If you rashly take action against it, it will inevitably lead to many obstacles.

Ling Tianlin nodded and smiled, not asking Ling Xiao what it was for.

Behind him, countless figures with powerful breaths stood quietly and swept away furiously towards the distant sky.

Qin Leng leaned over and bowed, while Ling Xiao nodded slightly with calm eyes.

Ling Tianlin frowned slightly, and suddenly said softly.

It is the Ling Clan guardian monster, the golden eagle with divine wings.

Therefore, he often feels guilty over the years.

But now

But now, the Ling clan is in the name of revenge for the fiancée of the descendant.

After all, the more chaotic the place, the stronger the Son of Destiny will be.

Qiu Yi, the young master of the ancient puppet sect, killed the Taixu saint, and shot at Su Yan, the successor of the Yunmeng, I am afraid there is no need to exist.

The ten kings of the Ling clan have his seat!

But at this time, seeing Ling Xiao, Qin Leng, who had a serious face, suddenly flashed joy in his eyes.

In the hall, Qin Leng was dressed in a golden robe, with his hair combed on the top of his head and a purple-gold dragon crown, quite a bit like a king.

"Xiao'er, since you want that spiritual vein, then we can't wait for Misty Dao Palace to take action first."

It seems that some planning is to be done.

"Um."

Ling Xiao just nodded and didn't say anything more. He knew that he would face this situation sooner or later, and it seemed that he had to go to the Western Border sooner.

After all, there is no luck, and there is nothing worth shooting.

tonight!

Ling Tianlin and Ling Xiao smiled at each other, raised their feet and walked outside the hall.

"Father means"

"boom!"

And the Holy Cult, as the ruler of the Holy State, gathers the strong in the Cult, and it is not necessarily imperceptible to notice the changes in the fortune of the Holy State.

At the beginning, the reason why he didn't dig other people's Dan Hai to Ling Tian was because he was worried that the latter would hold resentment and take revenge on Ling Xiao's mother and son.

But when he saw the strength of the puppet, Ling Xiao was moved.

Ling Xiao put away the dragon chariot, embraced Ye Qingchan, and stood at the head of the golden eagle.

Just when the dragon chariot was about to take off, Qin Leng took a step from the crowd, stood in front of the chariot, and said with a smirk, "Young master, I am in a hurry, can I not ride a horse?"

Ling Xiao knew that since the moment he was born, Ling Tianlin had been placing eyeliners in the Central Xinjiang of the Holy State.

Black, silver, gold three demons and a corpse puppet are the foundation of the ancient puppet sect.

Since my father mentioned it, he must have noticed something.

"Om."

The people have arrived, and the conquest begins.

On that day, he deliberately humiliated Xia Chen, not just for his luck and ghost beads, but also for the Yuanyue Holy Land behind him.

It is destined that someone wants to die.

"Roar."

This force, like Yunshu Xianzong, is the orthodox of the Eastern Border, and is respected by the orthodox sect.

"it is good."

"Since everyone has arrived, let's go, Xia Chen, the son of Yuanyue, to kill my fiancée, this revenge is not shared by the sky, even if I do my best, I, the Ling clan, will also avenge this revenge!"

"Father, I want the spiritual vein of Yuanyue Holy Land."

"Oh?"

Unprovoked slaughter, breaking the order, someone will inevitably take action in the name of justice.

But as if deterred by the blood of the demon eagle, the nine-headed Jiaolong crawls to the ground in an instant, languishing.

If he can't give it, then change to a similar one.

Sect attack, pay attention to a reason.

As for the puppet

Ling Clan Temple, in a side hall.

As for the process, what's the point?

"That ghost figure seems to be the golden eagle with divine wings of the Ling clan?"

Ling Xiao smiled lightly, killing intent in his eyes.

And with the virtue of the misty Taoist palace, it may not be possible to tear up the face with Yuanyue Holy Land because of Nian Qingyun.

Ling Xiao didn't explain much, and Ling Tianlin was silent for a moment, and finally didn't ask the reason.

In the land of the Eastern Border, a demonic wind suddenly appeared.

I saw a hundred-zhang demon shadow suddenly descend from the sky, covering the entire Ling Clan Holy Land's sky.

Ling Xiao took the lead and swept out of the main hall. The Nine Dragons Golden Chariot instantly fell from the sky and stood in front of the hall.

No matter what method Ling Xiao used to get rid of Ling Tian's resentment, in the end, the result was good.

Ling Xiao raised her brows lightly, and Qin Leng suddenly trembled.

"boom!!"

The nine veins of the Ling Clan responded one after another, and all of them had a trace of icy hatred on their faces.

"Master Ling Xiao!!"