Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"Flower, you go back to the realm for now."

Above the void, Ling Xiao turned his head and glanced at Huahua, and took her into the realm.

Seeing this scene, Taoist Taixuan's expression froze, and he was undoubtedly more in awe of the methods of the young man in front of him.

Although he came down with a soul body and helped Ling Xiao suppress the fourth divine envoy in the realm, he didn't even know that that place was where Ling Xiao's will lay.

"Let's go! Daoist, let's go down and have a look."

Ling Xiao said indifferently, but a clear light suddenly overflowed from outside Dao Master Taixuan, shrouding the two figures at the same time and falling towards the sea below.

At the same time, on the shore of the sea.

Shuirou is in a hurry, and the whole body is rippling with spiritual light, flying past from the void.

only! !

Just when her figure appeared over the southern border, her face was silent.

At the end of his line of sight, a figure in white stood with his hands behind his back, immortal rhythm out of the dust, and the dust was not stained, as if it was integrated with the heaven and the earth.

"Master Ling Xiao?"

Shui Rou's face immediately flashed with surprise, "Are you waiting for me?"

"good."

Ling Xiao nodded indifferently, the clear light in his eyes suddenly brightened.

I saw one after another of soul power falling like meteors, intertwining and circulating in the air, like a big net, trapping Shuirou in it.

even!

Shui Rou didn't react at all, she only felt a mighty force coming from the sky above her head, which was depressing and frightening.

The scene in front of her changed rapidly, and in a short while, Shui Rou entered a strange mountain forest.

With Ling Xiao's current spirit realm, it is not difficult to bring a sixth-grade god emperor into the realm by surprise.

From the way the two returned from the Eastern Border to the Southern Border, Ling Xiao left a mark on Shui Rou.

With the ancient art of capturing the soul and the ninth-grade emperor soul, even the first divine envoy never noticed it.

Of course, taking ten thousand steps back, even if Dugu Yunjin discovered this imprint of soul consciousness, he would not be able to judge who left it.

"Master Ling Xiao? What do you mean?"

Shuirou's beautiful eyes stared, and panic was already seen between her brows.

Although Ling Xiao's face was still gentle at this time, he did not show any killing intent.

But, it is very inexplicable, and it feels like I have fallen into a shocking conspiracy.

"Kill it."

Ling Xiao turned his head and looked at the sky in the distance.

I saw at this time, in the sky above the domain, there were blood clouds covering the sky, the soul light filled the air, and the robbery thunder bursts, which can be called colorful.

Obviously, Ling Tian, ​​Xiong Huan and others are all making breakthroughs now, but they don't know what level their realm can reach in the end.

"boom!"

Between the heavens and the earth, the magic light was suddenly cold, and there was a sea of ​​flames, and it came horizontally.

The figures of Xing Shen and Huo Heng descended from the sky and rushed towards Shui Rou.

Rao was the sixth-rank god emperor of Shuirou, and he instantly fell into a disadvantage in front of the two of them.

Here, Ling Xiao's body and Taixuan Daoist were hidden in the void above the Sea Emperor's Hall, looking at the scene in front of him, but his eyes trembled slightly.

I saw at this time, Dugu Yunpo was suppressed by the ten directions of the divine towers above his head, and the nine thunder dragons under his body were intertwined into an array, completely blocking his retreat.

Dao patterns surged in the formation, and the lightning flashes were dazzling, like a purgatory of divine robbery, which made people terrified.

However, what really surprised Ling Xiao was not the power of the thunder formation, but the ghostly figure standing above Zi Yan's head.

Dragon, Thunder Dragon.

Ling Xiao knew a little about the real dragon clan.

This clan is inherently promiscuous, and there are nine different sayings. But, if this Zi Yan's body is the bloodline of the real dragon, why did Ling Xiao not notice it before?

Hua Hua is probably the purest dragon in the Holy State, and the oldest dragon swallowing the heavens.

Therefore, Ling Xiao knew the aura and power of the real dragon very well.

And looking at the holy state, the only one with such bloodline is the demon emperor from the north.

Could it be that Zi Yan has some connection with him?

So what is the relationship between Xi'er and Ziyan?

Just thinking about it, Ling Xiao denied the guess in his heart.

Back then, he had personally heard the Jinlin clan master say that Xi'er was originally a golden jade passed down by the Jinlin clan for thousands of years.

In other words, although Xi'er is young, she has existed for a very long time.

But at this point, Ling Xiao also understood why Zi Yan could see the difference in Xi'er at a glance, and accepted him as a disciple.

It turned out that the bloodlines of these two people had a trace of the same origin.

"Holy messenger, your time of death has come."

Just as Ling Xiao was pondering inwardly, a tall figure suddenly stepped out in front of the Sea Emperor's Hall, punching towards the Dugu Cloud Poison Seal in the formation.

It is the Seven Demons Zhu Dali.

Don't look at this troll's rough appearance and tyrannical personality, but he is extremely careful and loving to Qin Chu on weekdays.

Now, seeing the disciple die at the hands of Dugu Yunjin, the grief and anger in my heart have long been unbearable.

"Om."

Thousands of miles of sea screen, suddenly there are surging qi and blood vitality.

I saw Zhu Dali step out one step, covered in blood, like a desolate giant.

"Boom!"

A muffled sound resounded in everyone's ears, and Zhu Dali's aura also climbed to Ultimate at this time.

Even compared with the strong sea clan, this Zhu Dali's flesh and blood is not much less.

I saw him punch out, and the vast blood smashed into the void.

Even the earth under everyone's feet shattered and opened at this time, and at the end of the world, it seemed that there was a divine mountain descending and smashing down towards Dugu Yunpo.

"Humph."

But at this time, there was still no panic on the face of the first divine envoy.

He had already heard about the name of the Seven Demons, but he did not expect that today, he did not wait for the strong men in the sect, but waited for these five great demons who had not been born for a long time.

The void in front of him was twisted, and the sea of ​​thunder rolled, but Dugu Yunjin only calmly stretched out a hand and printed it forward.

The great sun was in the sky, and the might of suppressing the ancients descended.

A burst of fear appeared on Zhu Dali's face. He only felt that the sunlight contained extremely terrifying power, and he clenched his outstretched fist into it.

As the golden light overflowed, a faint bloody aura permeated.

The waves crashed, and there was no flesh and blood.

In a short period of time, the entire arm of the troll was completely refined by Jin Ri.

"Push."

Looking at the figure that flew back upside down, at this moment, the heaven and the earth were silent, and there was no sound.

Even Zi Yan had a look of shock on her pretty face.

If it wasn't for this Dugu Yunzhen being trapped in the Thunder Array, I'm afraid it was just a single move, and the sixth-grade demon would have completely perished.

How could he be so arrogant?

Zi Yan's eyes trembled slightly, but there was a hint of doubt in her heart.

She had known the name of Dugu Yunzhen as early as three hundred years ago.

It's just that she never dreamed that the combat power of this first divine envoy would be terrifying to such a level.

"Everyone, what are you waiting for? If he breaks out of the formation, we are afraid that we will all fall here today."