Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"No!!! Immortals!! One day I will slaughter all the gods in the world!!"

In front of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, a tall figure roared up to the sky, like a wild giant bear, roaring unwillingly.

At this time, Xiong Huan was already covered with scars, his breath was sluggish, and his youthful face was filled with despair and anger.

But, even if an ant uses life as a curse, how can it possibly deter the fairy?

I saw above the sky, endless golden armor figures waving the swords in their hands, slaughtering all the creatures in this area.

At this moment, a ray of black light suddenly bloomed in the sky, scattered like marks.

I saw that the strong immortal clan who originally swayed the cloud sky suddenly came to a standstill strangely.

The sky and the earth are dark, and only the people of the countless immortal races are like candles in the night sky, emitting dazzling golden light.

But just as the black light passed by, the candlelight suddenly went out and shattered.

There was never a sound in the entire domain, and even Xiong Huan just raised his head in horror and looked at the suddenly dark sky.

In a short moment, when there is no more light in this world, the darkness recedes like a tide.

And the 100,000 people of the immortal clan kept their movements just now, standing still, and there was no more vitality in their bodies.

"thump."

Xiong Huan knelt down on the ground, looking up to the sky and crying.

However, there was a low-pitched moan in Ling Xiao's mind, "Taigu Zhutian, the third style, calming the soul."

"Om."

The world began to crumble, and Ling Xiao's spirit also awakened from the endless magic.

At this time, there was no fluctuation on his face, and the magic blade in his hand flickered faintly.

On the top of Jiuyou Mountain, Ling Xiao's figure suddenly appeared, and everyone who was busy immediately bowed down, "Lord."

"It's all resolved?"

Ling Xiao looked at Jiuyou with a gentle expression, and the latter's brow suddenly flashed with gratitude, "Go back to the Lord, the eight demon kings and seventeen god emperors have all surrendered."

"good."

Ling Xiao smiled lightly, took Xue Guard, Xiong Huan, Xing Shen and others into the realm, and with a casual move, Zi Yan instantly turned into her body and threw herself into his arms.

"I'm going out, you can take this opportunity to dominate the northern border, but Qingqiu don't move."

After the words fell, Ling Xiao turned into a giant and walked towards the Ten Thousand Demons Sacred Mountain in the center of Northern Xinjiang.

In Long Xuan's memory, under this holy mountain, a most ferocious thing was sealed.

As expected, it should be another demon bone.

Now that the ten thousand demons in the northern border have surrendered, they are all under the control of Jiuyou, and there is no change.

When he has fused the demon bones, it is time to see the princess Qingqiu.

In this way, the last secret of this holy state will be completely revealed.

"Zi Yan, when you were with Qingchan, have you ever heard the name Bai Zhirou?"

Ling Xiao strolled through the cloud dome, with a calm and authentic tone.

"Bai Zhirou? Do you mean the little maid next to Miss Qingchan?"

Zi Yan nodded. When she came to the Holy State with Ye Qingchan, she had not yet transformed into a human form.

Therefore, neither Dugu Yunjin nor Yuan Jue recognized her.

It's just that Zi Yan at that time was in seclusion and practice under the sacred mountain all the year round, and would not show up easily.

And Ye Qingchan has an indifferent temperament and never cares about affairs.

However, Zi Yan also heard that Miss Qingchan had accepted a maid, who was a demon clan with outstanding talent. As for other things, she didn't ask much.

"Have you seen her? Where did she end up?"

Ling Xiao raised her brows lightly, but Zi Yan shook her head slightly, "Back then, when my injuries were not healed, I had been cultivating at the foot of the mountain, and I didn't follow the young lady. I only heard from the young lady occasionally that the young girl was talented and intelligent, but she entered by mistake. Astray."

"go astray?"

The corners of Ling Xiao's mouth raised a playful look, there was a story.

Suppose that Bai Zhirou was the one who injured Ye Qingchan at the beginning, and then joined hands with Zhou Yandao to set up a trap, and finally killed Lord Ye.

But why was she trapped in Qingqiu by Zhou Yandao again?

Also, it is said that the eldest princess once avoided the realm, how did she break through the realm and appear in the four wastelands?

Ye Fan and Ye Qingchan, one of them inherited the ancient glazed pagoda, and the other is the reincarnation of the god-lord, and they appeared in the same family at the same time. Is it a coincidence, or is it the magic of the surname Ye?

"Lord, why do you suddenly ask this?"

Zi Yan looked at Ling Xiao in confusion. In her eyes, Bai Zhirou was probably just a small person, not worth mentioning.

But after going through all kinds of things in the Holy State, Ling Xiao just discovered that it was this little person who seemed to be in the plot all the time.

"When Qingchan returned from a serious injury, he was killed by Zhou Yandao, but in the end he escaped and entered the reincarnation. Who do you think could hurt Qingchan at that time? Dugu Yunjin? Or Bai Zhirou?"

"impossible!"

Zi Yan shook her head, "At the beginning, the young lady's cultivation base has already entered the realm of honor. Although she has just broken through, it is absolutely impossible for the two of them to threaten the young lady."

"Is not it?"

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, if it weren't for these two people, who else in the land of the Holy State could hurt a strong respected person?

Will it be the father, or the mother?

But since they have endured so far, how can they rashly take action against the God Lord.

Besides, Ghost Shadow said clearly, no one can break the shackles of this world.

Even if Ling Tianlin and Xuanyuanyue concealed their strengths, I am afraid they are not opponents of the Zunjing Realm. Who would they be?

Suddenly, Ling Xiao felt a chill in his heart, and he always had a feeling that there was a black hand hidden behind this holy state.

"Zi Yan, you are from the upper realm, do you know the Ling family?"

"The Taikoo Ling Clan?"

Zi Yan's expression froze for a moment, and her eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of panic, "My lord, aren't you from the Primordial Ling Clan?"

"What's wrong?"

"Of course I know! The only power in Qingcang Realm that dares to be called the ancient times is also the only power that can compete with the Jiezhu Palace! There are even rumors that when the Jiejie conquered the Ten Thousand Domains and went to the territory of the Ling Clan, he took a detour. Okay, don't dare to take a step."

Zi Yan took a deep breath, and finally had a glimpse of her heart.

Let me just say, the young lady is so beautiful in the world, how could she like a lower realm son.

It turned out that Young Master Ling Xiao also had a background in the upper realm, and he was the most powerful.

"Oh? So powerful?"

Ling Xiao's expression froze, and he immediately thought of his own settings.

Also, if a villain does not have a strong background, can he be called a villain?

It seems that the adult in Ghost Shadow's mouth is the real powerhouse of the Temple of Heavenly Demons.

I just don't know whether this person is a Demon Emperor or a Demon Venerable.

"Yeah! But Lord, the Primordial Ling Clan has always been low-key, and no one has ever seen their true strength. Only when the World Lord ascended to the peak of the world, he promulgated a decree, saying that the people of the Ling Clan could sit on the Qingcang half of the territory, almost the same as the The World Lord Hall divides the world equally, and it was only then that people knew the horror of this ancient tribe."

A flash of fear flashed in Zi Yan's eyes, "Of course, these are all rumors. Ling Clan powerhouses rarely show up in the Qingcang Realm, and mostly act in their own territory, but I have never heard of any forces that dare to provoke them."