Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"Boom!!"

Baizhang Leihai is not vast.

But at this time, under the erosion of the surging thunder force, Xuan Xuan had to suffer great pain every time he took a step forward.

even! !

If it weren't for the golden Flood Dragon Seal that shrouded Ling Xiao's body, I'm afraid it was the young master of the mysterious turtle clan, the No. 1 pride in the sea area, who had already been swallowed up by Lei Mang, completely cold.

But even so, at this time Xuanxuan still had blood gushing from his nose and mouth, and even the breath around his body gradually weakened.

"Young Master Xuan, work harder! No matter how much ink is written, I can't hold it anymore!!"

Ling Xiao gritted his teeth tightly and kicked Xuan Xuan hard.

The latter roared suddenly and tried his best to swim towards the end of the Thunder Sea.

only! !

Just when the two were about to step on the other side, above the void, a thunder pillar suddenly fell straight down, like a falling star, falling towards the two of them.

"boom!"

Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and his feet firmly stepped on Xuanxuan's tortoise shell.

And before the sluggishness on Xuan Xuan's face dissipated, he let out a tragic cry.

"what!!!"

Thousands of hectares of thunder light smashed down, directly smashing Xuan Xuan's figure into the depths of the thunder sea.

Ling Xiao was not worried about this.

This young master of the mysterious tortoise clan has luck, and ordinary hardships should not die.

What's more, now that the arrogance of the sea is gathered in the Dead Sea region, it is impossible for the strong in the clan not to give them some means to save their lives.

After all, Ling Xiao wanted to harvest and eat it. Before that, of course, he had to crack all his methods one by one.

The people of destiny, although their luck is weaker, they are also sheltered by the heaven, so Ling Xiao can't tolerate any carelessness.

The villain, if you don't want to die, don't float.

The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength.

"Boom!"

At the bottom of the Thunder Sea, waves suddenly rolled.

In a short period of time, the originally calm sea suddenly rippled with thousands of ripples.

Ling Xiao's eyes calmly watched as one of the hundred-zhang demon shadows burst out of the sea and threw Xuan Xuan into the air.

But the ghost shadow shattered instantly under the shroud of lightning.

"Oh? A divine soul incarnation of an eighth-rank god emperor?"

The corner of Ling Xiao's mouth raised a playful look, while Xuan Xuan's face was already pale and resentful.

"You dare to piss me off?"

"so what?"

Ling Xiao's expression was indifferent, there seemed to be bright stars in his eyes, and there was a vast spiritual power all over his body.

"Uh"

The resentment and anger on Xuan Xuan's face froze for a moment, and finally he gritted his teeth and stepped aside.

At this time, he was seriously injured, and even the spiritual shell of his life showed signs of being broken.

The shot is now, the odds are not big.

And Ling Xiao just glanced at him indifferently, turned around and walked towards the ancient bronze gate, and placed the clan order on the groove.

"boom!"

In the middle of the ancient gate, a clear light suddenly filled the air.

A breath of ancient vicissitudes burst out, instantly washing away the rust, and blooming with a dazzling glow.

Faintly, a domineering force from the past swept the sky and cleared the thunder curtain.

This aura clearly transcended the category of a god emperor. There seemed to be a fierce monster in the sky. He opened his eyes from the sky and looked down at Ling Xiao.

"The breath of the ancestors of the crocodile?"

Ling Xiao's eyes were slightly condensed, and with the means of those who have stepped on the top of the sky, leaving a wisp of breath is enough to crush a world.

I just don't know if there is still the soul consciousness of this monster powerhouse in that ancestral land.

No wonder, the opening of the crocodile ancestral land requires clan orders and immortal sources.

The clan order can only awaken the breath in this seal, and Xianyuan Fang is the key to its recognition.

"It's the breath of the ancestors!!"

At the entrance of the ancient monument, there was a sudden aura.

Among them, Crocodile Zhan's face clearly flashed with a touch of rich joy.

Broken!

Mr. Ling Xiao really won't disappoint!

Inexplicable, it is a very solid feeling.

"Master! Release Xianyuan!! Quick!!"

"Okay." Ling Xiao nodded, and in the sea of ​​​​dan, the power of Xianyuan bloomed with profound brilliance.

And the terrifying general trend shrouded outside him instantly dissipated.

At the same time, the ancient bronze gate finally opened a gap, illuminating a dazzling divine light.

Among them, there seems to be a mountain of spirits, the spirit wood is prosperous, and countless paths are intertwined into the sea, spraying out colorful rays of light.

"Walk!"

Ling Xiao stepped out in one step, and the figure disappeared.

Ling Tian, ​​Crocodile Zhan and the others immediately stopped hesitating and followed Ling Xiao into the ancient gate.

The rest of the sea clan Tianjiao hesitated slightly, glanced at Xuanxuan's tragic state with some heart palpitations, and finally walked in bravely.

It was not until all the figures stepped in that the world in front of him suddenly became clear.

I saw that at this time, what appeared in front of everyone was a place full of charm.

The ancient mountains are towering, the woods are beautiful and the rivers are clear, and the sky is covered with rainbow light, which is very magical.

The rich spiritual power quietly swept through, making people feel a bit clear in their hearts.

"Welcome to the ancestral land of my crocodile."

Crocodile Zhan raised his head, closed his eyes, and looked intoxicated.

And in the void in the distance, suddenly countless figures emerged.

The breath of several of them has actually reached the realm of the seventh rank of God Emperor.

"Huh? Crocodile and Young Master?!"

When they saw the crocodile battle before the crowd, the faces of the god emperors in the void suddenly flashed a touch of excitement, hurriedly fell from the sky, and bowed deeply towards the crocodile battle.

"Young Master!! You are finally back!!"

"Hehe, you clan elders, you have worked hard, close the entrance."

Crocodile Zhan suddenly showed a hint of coldness on his face, and his originally humble expression suddenly turned into a arrogant look.

Laozi lived for three hundred years and suffered a lot.

Now that I have finally returned to my ancestral land and regained a new life, who in this world dares to disrespect me?

"Hehehe, this son, the spirit treasure I lent you, isn't it?"

Among the crowd, there was Haizu Tianjiao who looked at Ling Xiao and laughed solemnly.

The treasures they lent to Ling Xiao were life-saving things.

Especially at this time, the sudden appearance of the God Emperor powerhouse made many people feel a chill in their hearts.

Isn't the crocodile family destroyed? What happened to these people?

What about coming to the ancestral land to seize the fortune?

Oops, it feels like dying!

"Oh, just now in the thunder array, all your treasures have been shattered."

Ling Xiao said indifferently, but the expressions of countless sea clan geniuses changed instantly.

Broken? !

It seems so.

Even Young Master Xuan Xuan was almost shattered by the thunder array. If this human race boy hadn't relied on the spiritual treasure, how could he have been safe and sound.

But, are they all broken?

Why am I so unbelievable?

"Is it possible that the ten treasures are all broken?"

"Oh, there is one left, Young Master Crocodile."

Ling Xiao casually handed the ancient Golden Flood Seal to Crocodile Zhan.

A treasure that reaches the sky is not much use to him now.

He also hoped that Crocodile Zhan would take him to find the treasure of the demon, and turning his face at this time would definitely cause a lot of trouble.

In the end, this crocodile battle is going to be executed. So, let me put my treasures with him for the time being. Do you have any opinions?

We do not produce Lingbao, we are just porters of Lingbao!

"Hehehe, if the son likes it, it will be a gift from me to the son."

Crocodile Zhan shook his head and smiled, any spiritual treasures and ancient talismans are foreign objects.

Ling Xiao made several shots to help him return to his ancestral land. This kindness is precious.

Now that he is willing to make friends with this son of the human race, he will not be stingy.

"A gentleman does not win people's love, so let's take it back."

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, then turned to look at the arrogance of the sea clan.

"As for these people, the crocodile and the young master"

"Haha! Capture it!"

Crocodile Zhan grinned, but what he just said made everyone's face change instantly.

What's the matter, got caught?

Haven't I started to win treasure yet!