Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

Until the figure of Yuan Jue disappeared, and there was a dead silence on the ghost mountain.

A demon cloud of ten thousand feet descended from the sky, completely shrouding this lifeless mountain of death.

The ghost toad stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the demon cloud above his head, as if he was lost in thought.

With his strength, if he can't see through the past experience of a young man, it is obvious that this young man must have a very terrifying background.

And looking at the Holy State, the only one who has the strength to hide the secret in front of him is the mysterious master of the secret door.

It is said that there is a Taoist master in Dongjiang who is also good at this Tao.

Including him, there are only three people in total.

And if Ling Xiao was a disciple of Tianjimen or Taoist master, he would never have the courage to provoke the Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Demons.

Therefore, in the eyes of Gui Ha, the young man on Jiuyou Mountain must be the Holy Son of the Holy Religion.

No matter what he is plotting, or what the Lord of God is plotting, this may be the only chance for Ghost Toad to find out the secrets of the past.

Take advantage of the Ten Thousand Demons Holy Mountain to capture the human youth, search for the soul, and find out!

even!

If this person has the seal of the Lord of God on his body, he may be able to get a glimpse of the secret of the ruler of the Holy State!

Ninety thousand hexagrams in a row, all hexagrams without you.

Emperor Su, have you really... fallen?

At the foot of Jiuyou Mountain, Yuan Jue's figure emerged. She stared at the main hall on the top of the mountain and said nothing.

At this moment, there was a hint of hesitation on her face.

That's right, Emperor Su was originally her best friend, and the two were like sisters.

It's just that what she asked for was longevity and immortality, so she was eventually recruited into slavery by the Ye Clan in the Upper Realm and became a believer in this world.

But, you say that she is really ruthless and hateful in her heart?

Obviously not.

What's more, since the fall of Lord Ye three hundred years ago, she had doubts, and now the Lord of God, maybe... not from the Ye Clan.

So what?

The ninth-rank god emperor seems to stand on the top of the sky, but after all, he is... a mortal.

Mortals, what about the addiction to gods?

This step is Tianyuan, and there is no way to cross it.

Since the day Yuanjue entered the northern border, he has been staying on the ghost mountain, never leaving a step.

The decree of the Lord of God, looking for the evildoer who has comprehended the Frozen Dao, and kills without mercy.

But this is the territory of the demon clan, let alone the evildoers who have comprehended the Frozen Dao, there are no people, how about a hair?

The top of Jiuyou Mountain is depressing.

All the powerhouses of Jiuyou Mountain are in their respective positions and are ready to fight.

There are still three days left, and the entire Northern Border Monster Clan will attack Jiuyou Mountain together. Even now, there are countless tyrannical breaths hidden at the foot of that mountain.

Obviously, Jiuyou Mountain has become an island, and no one can easily leave.

It's just that the monsters of Jiuyou Mountain feel strange that there seem to be many strange powerhouses in this mountain during the day. Kamui is mighty and seems to be secretly arranging something.

Of course, even if the demons had seen Ling Xiao's methods and the ninth-rank god emperor standing behind him, there was only despair in their hearts, and no hope at all.

In the land of northern Xinjiang, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, there are countless powerful monsters.

Just three emperors and ten kings alone cannot be resisted by a ninth-rank god emperor.

Once the Qinglong Emperor arrives in person, Jiuyou Mountain must be barren.

But what can I do?

I wanted to run away too, but I couldn't.

The young master of the golden eagle and countless descendants of the demon clan died together in Jiuyou Mountain. Guess I went down the mountain and told them that I didn’t do it. Do those demon clan powerhouses believe it?

Gan!

In the realm, Ling Xiao sits cross-legged in the void, closing his eyes and concentrating.

Around it, there are thousands of rhymes flowing, layer upon layer, like a new round of ... sun.

It's just that under the cover of that rhyme, there is another wisp of magic quietly rippling, and it evolves into mystery.

Three days is enough for his cultivation to make another breakthrough. Although Ling Xiao is confident that this battle situation is under his control, facing a man of destiny who crushes the whole territory and brings together the luck of the demon clan, he still cannot tolerate him being careless.

Now Ling Xiao has figured out why there are so few people with luck in this demon race.

I am afraid that the reason lies in the demon ancestor.

Looking at this template, most of them are invincible at the beginning, which is the so-called Long Aotian template.

I am invincible, you are free.

If I were a demon, the demon would rule the world.

Arrogant and arrogant, but luck is close to him, he is heaven-defying, and has the strength to push the world horizontally.

Birth is the pinnacle, ordering all demons, and now God Lord happens to be in retreat.

Even without Ling Xiao, with his strength, a Meng Yuan would definitely not be an opponent.

even!

Ling Xiao guessed that the birth of this demon ancestor at this time was not necessarily related to the dragon soul suppressed by the holy religion.

interesting.

The sixth-grade god emperor, how many swords can he resist?

"In the blink of an eye, you are already the third-rank god emperor."

Above the Heavenly Palace, Feng Ling was sitting on the edge of the square wearing a black dress, with a pair of white calves dangling in the void, and there was a different kind of vicissitudes on his little face.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Of course, in the realm, three days is roughly equivalent to seven days.

And in these seven days, Ling Xiao has completely emptied the villain value and used it for cultivation, and the Tao body has swallowed the spirit of heaven and earth, and the cultivation base has entered the level of the third-rank god emperor.

On the third day, the sky just dawned, and a demon cloud suddenly swept across the Jiuyou Mountain for thousands of miles.

The billowing demonic energy was like a hurricane tide, sweeping from the direction of the Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Demons.

Thousands of miles of northern Xinjiang, instantly plunged into a commotion.

Even those demon clan who never followed Long Xuan came, there are strong people who walked out of the clan land, stepped on the top of the sky, and looked at the Weiyue that was inserted straight into the sky from a distance.

The Holy Son, arrogant and cruel, slaughtered thousands of souls on the first day he came to Northern Xinjiang.

And most of them are the leader of the younger generation of the demon clan, Tianjiao, this tone, it is impossible for anyone else to swallow it easily.

Now that the demon emperor has ascended the throne, and led the demon emperors and demon kings to come, I am afraid that even if the god master comes personally today, it will be difficult to protect him.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a humming sound resounded in the void of thousands of miles, and then I saw a terrifying ghostly shadow emerge one after another, turned into a human form, and stood on the top of the sky.

The vast demon power obscures the clouds and the sun, and the world seems to be plunged into darkness.

A dazzling thunderbolt fell from the sky, and the monster pattern was full of lines, stretching for thousands of miles.

On Jiuyou Mountain, a group of Northern Xinjiang Great Demons trembled, barely calmed their minds, and stood behind Jiuyou.

In front of everyone, Ling Xiao reclined on the golden chair, holding a jade cup in his hand, sipping his drink lightly.

In his arms, Zi Yan squinted her eyes, as if she was taking a nap, her snow-white fur was slender and smooth, which was extremely moving.

With her divine soul level and her control over her soul consciousness, she deliberately concealed her cultivation base's demonic energy at this time, fearing that even a powerful person in the venerable realm would not be able to easily detect it.

Therefore, on the bright side, there is only one rank nine god emperor in Jiuyou Mountain, namely Xiong Huan.

"Lord...they are here."

Hua Hua raised her head and looked at the countless ghost figures that appeared out of thin air. Instead of a trace of fear on her face, there was a hint of greed on her face.

If she can swallow all the demon pills of these big monsters, will she become a god directly and step into the peak of the god emperor?

Chill!

Swallowing the Devil Dragon, swallowing all things and all spirits to cultivate one's own body, and the demon pill is the foundation of the demon clan, especially a god emperor demon pill, which can be called the spirit of heaven and earth.

One, two, three, four... There seem to be dozens of demon emperors in this world.

Sure enough, if you follow the son, the world will wear it!

"You are the Holy Son of the Holy Religion?!"

Behind the demons, a cold voice suddenly came.

Then, I saw Qinglong Emperor and other demon powerhouses retreating from their bodies one after another, standing on both sides, and bowed to a graceful figure in golden robes behind them.

"Welcome to the Holy Ancestor!"