Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"Now that the God Lord is in retreat, and several major forces are besieging the Su family, I am afraid that there are no strong people in the sect, Zi Yan, Xiong Huan, Xiao Ping, and Ruge."

Ling Xiao's eyes flickered with light, and three figures suddenly walked out behind him.

"The four of you will come with me to visit these ancient sects."

"Yes! Lord!"

The three of Zi Yan bowed and bowed, and Ling Xiao's Taoist body suddenly stepped out of the air and swept away in the direction of Zhongjiang.

This kind of activity of copying people's nests should not be too public, otherwise it will be disrespectful to others!

With Zi Yan, Xiong Huan, Xiao Pian, and Feng Ruge following along, Ling Xiao, except for the Holy Religion, can crush any force in the central Xinjiang at will.

What's more, most of these clan powerhouses are now besieging the Su family in order to replace him.

In the most sacred region of Central Xinjiang in this holy state, no one would have thought that someone would dare to act so daringly!

Ling Xiao was still worried before that when the powerhouses from the four borders went to the central border, there would definitely be a lot of commotion, but now that Meng Yuan, the saintess of the holy religion, cooperated with each other, it saved Ling Xiao a lot of trouble.

Of course, this chess piece can be considered a scratch at best. With her and without her, the general trend is set.

The three ancient sects and the two ancient clans, regardless of their background, are mostly loyal to the holy religion, otherwise they will not monopolize the land of dragon luck in the holy state of Central Xinjiang.

Slaughtered, in case something changes.

What? I'm cruel?

If these ancient sect powerhouses were not greedy and went to destroy the Su family, would they leave me with such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

My little rich woman Su Yan, you can just inherit the Su family's billions of assets with peace of mind. I will avenge my uncle's revenge in advance!

"Let's go, it's time to meet this mysterious Blood Soul Hall Master."

Ling Xiao's eyes were clear, he raised his head and glanced in the direction of the void, raised his feet and walked towards the misty green hills in the distance.

Now that the powerhouses of the four frontiers have all reached the frontier of the central frontier, as long as he gives an order, countless god emperors will step out from the void and sacrifice their lives for him.

This Blood Soul Palace Master is indeed mysterious and extraordinary, even more so than Dugu Yunjin.

It is a pity that the only person who can really threaten Ling Xiao in the Holy State today is the Lord of God.

"Om."

Until the figure of the young man descended from the sky, he looked at the ancient Qingcang peak that was close to his eyes, but far away in the sky.

This peak is ethereal and retreats with each step.

In other words, as soon as you take a step closer, the peak takes a step back.

If ordinary people are at this point, even the powerful god emperor will never be able to touch his way.

But such illusions are meaningless in front of Ling Xiao.

I saw his palm lightly grasped, the world-breaking rune instantly bloomed with profound brilliance, a ray of clear light rippling leisurely, and all the illusions in front of him immediately dissipated.

A straight mountain road extends from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, but Ling Xiao was a little surprised that at this time, he did not notice a slight fluctuation of spiritual power at the gate of the Temple of Blood Soul.

Could it be that Bai Ling was really exposed? So that this force has abandoned the sect here?

"Lord, there are strong people on the mountain."

A hoarse voice suddenly came from Ling Xiao's ear.

The method of ghosting is originally a secret word, especially the control of space is not comparable to Ling Xiao.

"Can the ghost general be executed?"

"Don't worry, the lord, under the honor, the subordinates are invincible."

Hearing this, Ling Xiao didn't hesitate any more, he lifted his feet along the mountain road and walked towards the peak hall.

Qingshan Ancient Road, the young man dressed in black and walked calmly.

At this time, he was only one person, but he was not scared or afraid, like an immortal outside the world, walking on the mountain.

"You are finally here."

In front of the Blood Palace on the top of the mountain, an old man figure was sitting in front of the desk, sipping tea in a cup.

At this time, he didn't look at Ling Xiao, his brows were indifferent, and there were strands of Dao rhythm flowing around his body, which coincided with the way of heaven and was detached from things. Nine-Rank God Emperor.

It's just a little different from what Ling Xiao imagined, there is no trace of sinister aura on this Blood Soul Palace Master.

Even the appearance is a kind-hearted, ordinary old man.

His hair and beard are all white, and he pulls a bun behind his head, his face is radiant and his qi and blood are at its peak.

"You knew I was coming?"

Ling Xiao smiled lightly, and before walking to the main hall, there was no trace of nervousness on his face.

"You are much younger than I thought. Tell me, what kind of cultivation technique do you practice? Even my blood soul sacred technique can't be broken."

The Master of the Blood Soul Palace drank all the tea before looking up at Ling Xiao.

I saw a ray of blood rising from the bottom of his eyes, and in just a moment, his eyes turned bloody.

At the same time, there was a sea of ​​blood in Ling Xiao's eyes, trying to swallow his soul sea.

Can! !

In a flash, the sea of ​​blood dissipated again, and Ling Xiao's mouth suddenly raised a touch of sarcasm.

"what?"

The Blood Soul Palace Master frowned slightly, a look of surprise flashed across his face.

With his Ninth-Rank Emperor Realm, there is absolutely no one who can perform this blood-eye illusion.

How old is the young man in front of him, in his twenties? To break free of his pupil so easily?

"You really amaze me more and more."

The Blood Soul Hall Master nodded lightly, and he noticed it when Ling Xiao appeared at the foot of Qingcang Mountain.

It's just that he couldn't figure it out, how did a young man have the courage to walk up to him alone?

He knew about Hedong for thirty years and Hexi for thirty years, but when outsiders entered this mountain, no one could leave alive.

When the Blood Soul Hall Master noticed that Elder Li was abnormal, he guessed the reason.

Bai Ling sneaked down the mountain and went to the land of the Eastern Border. She was the only one in the entire Blood Soul Temple who had the courage to betray herself.

After all, he has seen the girl's heart in his eyes since he was a child, and there is no such thing as one in ten thousand, otherwise he would not have bothered to take it down.

In addition, the swordsman who was sent by him to kill the Lin family has been missing for a long time. I am afraid that Bai Lingding knew something by chance.

only! !

Originally, the Blood Soul Hall Master thought that his methods were enough to easily break open the White Soul Realm and find the real person behind the scenes.

However, he failed.

That kind of divine soul ban, the Blood Soul Hall Master has only been seen in the God Master, but the God Master has no reason to control the Blood Hall.

Therefore, he has been waiting, waiting for Ling Xiao to come to Qingcang Mountain, so that he can ask about the mystery of this soul art.

Heaven is shackled, and all spirits cannot be respected.

But he took a different approach, cultivating the illusion of soul pupil, so even if he had no hope of becoming a noble in his life, he would still be enough to look down on the realm of the god emperor.

"Where's Bai Ling? What did you do to her?"

Ling Xiao's eyes were clear, especially indifferent.

At this moment, he could feel an extremely weak aura in the hall in the distance, and there was an inexplicable unease in his heart.

"When the Lin family was wiped out, there was a young man who escaped his life and his whereabouts are unknown. Later, I sent someone to look for him, but I never found any trace of him. If I guess correctly, you are Bai Ling's brother, Lin. Tin?"

The corner of the Blood Soul Palace's mouth raised a smile, a gesture that already knew everything.

In other words, in his eyes, the land of the Holy State is not as strong as the Lord of God. Why should he care about other people?

What's more, here is Qingcang Mountain and Zhongjiang.

How can a boy who is only nineteen or twenty years old make waves.

"The Lord of God controls the world, the Su family manages the wealth, and the first divine envoy controls the killing. If I guess correctly, you should also be a member of the Holy Religion, and you should be in charge of the Holy State's intelligence."

Ling Xiao smiled gently, but instantly made the Blood Soul Palace Master's face stern.