Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"Brother! You are really my little lucky star!"

Ling Xiao smiled mildly, and coldness flowed in his eyes.

Ling Xiao raised a smile on the corner of his mouth and shook his head slightly.

Crocodile Zhan gritted his teeth fiercely, and finally strode towards the place where the magic was surging.

"Okay! Good brother, thanks to you this time! I'll take Xianyuan first, and then help you conquer that magic treasure!"

"Uh, hehe, it seems that my brother's heart is really tough, so I can rest assured."

This luck is lost, why is there no courage?

"Little Lord?"

He has been to this forbidden place several times, but he has never stepped into this ancient temple.

What he wants is the immortal source that suppresses this thing.

Ling Xiao retracted his fist and looked at the clear light shrouded above the ghost.

Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly looked down at Crocodile Zhan.

Why don't you give him a try?

Endless visions rise and fall one after another, transforming the heavens and the earth into the black and yellow, the heavens and the worlds.

Immediately afterwards, a flood of prehistoric forces descended from the sky, instantly shrouding the two figures.

Even the Qiankun Ring cannot be opened at will.

The demon pill was dug up, the immortal source was taken away, and he lived in fear. The real feeling in his heart should be resentment, hatred, and fear.

In other words, if Ling Xiao does not enter the formation, it should not be able to escape the control of the formation.

He already had a source of immortality in his body, so he could easily feel the breath of the same source.

Crocodile stood up, still looking a little scared.

The dark black light contains the majesty that makes the heaven tremble.

Xianyuan was taken away, I wonder what choice this ancestor of the crocodile will make?

"thump."

Of course, when entering the temple this time, Crocodile Zhan never thought of conquering this treasure.

The ancestors of the crocodile, the means are indeed terrifying, and banning everything is foolproof.

It was just that at the moment when the black light fell in the sky, above the ancient temple, a clear light suddenly lit up leisurely.

The monstrous moan resounded in his ears, and there were thousands of ghosts stepping from the sky in front of him, bowing and kneeling towards the black shadow.

Instead, I, Crocodile War, must fight the sky and cut the road in this life, and re-establish the fags such as the Nine Heavens.

Unexpectedly, Young Master Ling Xiao could solve it with the touch of a finger.

With the current relationship between the two, even if the ancestors of the crocodile left the consciousness here, the crocodile war would definitely be on his side.

It makes people feel hopeless and want to ask for forgiveness unconsciously.

Crocodile Zhan let out a long sigh, stood up from the ground, looked at Leimang outside, and looked extremely excited.

Beside Ling Xiao, Crocodile Zhan suddenly became weak and knelt on the ground.

I, Crocodile War, deserve to be my destiny!

"boom!!"

As for whether Ling Xiao can break the seal arranged by the ancestors and subdue this treasure, that is not something he has to consider.

only!

Even the light seems to fall forever in the shadow.

Just like a demon lord standing high in the sky, standing quietly in the sky, overlooking the world.

Even if Ling Xiao lost, presumably this soul would never dare to step out of this hall.

Otherwise, it will not be in the sleeping formation, and it will not wake up.

Originally, he was worried that with his current strength, he could withstand the erosion of this demonic intent.

"Cough cough, did my brother just feel a magic invasion?"

It turned out that it wasn't that the magic treasure wanted to kill me, that everything was an illusion?

Such an excellent shield, wouldn't it be a pity to kill it?

There are thousands of rays of light and melodious rhythms, like a sea of ​​anger, and there seems to be a mighty Kamui in it.

At this time, there was an unspeakable panic and panic in his eyes, as if he saw an unspeakable horror, a catastrophe.

But, not the devil bone.

Moreover, this soul is different from Ye Luoyun, he is the core of the formation.

Ling Xiao looked up at the ancient formation hidden in the clear light. At this moment, he could vaguely feel a wisp of soul in the formation.

Crocodile Zhan's eyes were completely lost, and he looked up at Ling Xiao, a look of embarrassment suddenly appeared on his face.

It seems that the Crocodile War has not been able to break free from Zi Yan's nightmare in the past three hundred years. Son of Heaven, protected by Heaven.

And the ancient temple, which was originally dark as night, suddenly lit up with bright fairy lights.

You are not angry, I want to be good, Tiandao sent such a young man to my side, sheltered all the way, and sent me to the sky!

Ling Xiao stood on the spot with his hands behind his back, with a calm expression on his face.

But all living beings, how can there be an invincible state of mind?

Immediately afterwards, the demonic intent was restrained for a while, and a terrifying divine light fell from the sky and smashed on the top of Crocodile Zhan's head.

"Go to the sky?"

It's just that Ling Xiao never did it, not because he knew how to lick it, but because he wasn't sure whether there were other dangers in this ancestral land.

Otherwise, there will be a backlash.

Although Ling Xiao didn't see clearly the appearance of the shadow, he stood there, that is, giving people a terrifying magical power that the heaven and the earth are indestructible, the Six Paths are inaccessible, all spirits are in harmony, and the nine heavens are destroyed together.

"Um?"

"Ouch!!"

However, if he wants to get close to the ghost, he must pass the seal, and as a result, it is bound to wake him up.

At this time, he could see that in the direction of the center of the hall, there was a tall black figure standing quietly.

Crocodile Zhan cried out in despair, his figure curled up on the ground, "No! No! I'm dead! Ah! I'm going to die!"

In front of him, all immortals, gods, ancient demons, ghosts, demons, and sprites are all small and humble, and they don't pay attention.

If the Ancestral Crocodile Soul had the strength to suppress the magic treasure, it would not be unnecessary, calling Crocodile Ni to scatter the Immortal Origin and put it into the formation.

So, he should have been out of strength long ago?

The order of reincarnation, space, and time seems to be annihilated here.

Crocodile Zhan looked stunned for a moment, isn't this a coincidence, isn't it, son, did you think of something with me?

"Well, I'm also almost unsteady."

"Xianyuan is in the formation above the magic treasure, young master, you can collect it."

Just as the two stepped into the ancient temple, they saw the stone gate behind them suddenly closed.

Now that a thousand years have passed, I don't know how much power is left of this ancestral soul?

"Let's go! Young master, find Xianyuan earlier, and I can send you to the sky earlier."

Thousands of demons gathered together, making the shadow more and more stalwart.

The voice of the crocodile battle was full of fear, even with Lei Ri's bodyguard, his breath was still gradually wilting.

Ling Xiao, on the other hand, was standing at the gate of the palace, looking at Crocodile Zhan coldly.

I can survive the thousand-year catastrophe, but what can I do with a mere Ziyan! !

Obviously, it should be the arrangement of the ancestors of the crocodile.

Layers and layers of demonic intent surged from around the shadow.

At this time, he could feel that his connection with the domain had been completely cut off by the coercion here.

Go to the sky, go to the top of the sky! !

"Please, please, please! Spare my life, spare my life!"

So, without the halo, talent will be real.

Now this young crocodile master has only a thousand luck left, and as long as he plays with it a little, he is afraid that he will explain it completely.

You want to be so arrogant, why did you fall here?

Although the ghost in the hall has the aura of a demon, it is not the aura of the flesh and bones. It is more like a lingering prestige left after being infused with magic for countless years.

Well, how to eliminate it?

The remnant soul of a world powerhouse cannot tolerate Ling Xiao being careless.

Even, the ancient crocodile clan has a tradition, and if you want to conquer this magic treasure, you must step into the eighth rank of the emperor's realm.