Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"Qingcang seals three demon bones?"

Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, so there should be six demon bones.

And as long as he completes the fusion of the Six Paths demon bones, the body of the demon will completely enter the four-turn realm.

"That's right! I have one from the Ling family. According to my Ling family's investigation, it should be sealed in the Daotian Academy and guarded by a ninth-rank heavenly supreme! There is only one left, and my Ling family spends several Tens of ten. Thousand Years time, but never found a trace."

Ling Yuanxing sighed lightly, although he didn't know what the devil's bones meant to Ling Xiao.

But at the beginning, the Immortal Race sealed it with the means of reaching the sky, so it can be seen that they are afraid of it.

"The remaining one, I should know where it is."

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, the Eight Desolate Glazed Tile Pagoda!

Since this pagoda is in the hands of Ye Qingchan, there must be some shocking secrets in it.

When Feng Chi was born, she was inexplicably familiar with the breath on his body, which showed that she had seen the devil bone.

If Ling Xiao expected it well, the ninth floor of the ancient glazed pagoda should be sealed with a magic bone.

In this way, the Six Paths magic bones are completely settled.

However, that Heavenly Academy was a little troublesome.

From Zhuge Yuntian's memory, Ling Xiao already knew that although there are countless forces in this realm of green and blue, the most powerful parties are in the center of this realm and in the most remote places.

The four poles of Qingcang are occupied by the four forces of the monsters, Buddha Xuanyuan, and each has a long history and shocking methods.

The blood of the demon clan has a long history and a longevity with the sky.

The ghosts are cunning, control the corpse and revive the soul, and the spiritual sense is unparalleled.

Buddhist holy place, all spirits worship, incense flourishing.

Xuanyuan has a savage man, followed by dead men from generation to generation, respecting the emperor and conferring divine power.

In the center of Qingcang, there are also several forces, occupying the rhythm of the heavens and the earth, and regarded as the supreme, of which the Daotian Academy is one of them.

It's just that this academy is not attached to the Jiezhu Palace, nor does it have any intersection with the Ling family.

The Daotian Academy was founded by a human race supreme, who believed in teaching without distinction, and vowed that every aspiring human race would have a fair place to practice.

The master of the academy is respected as a saint by the world, and he is the strongest person in the world of Qingcang, apart from the world master.

The ninth grade heaven is supreme, invincible in the world.

It is said that this sage studied the classics of hundreds of schools, recorded the famous scrolls in the world, divided into one palace and four courtyards, and cultivated Confucianism and Taoism.

The sage talks about Taoism, and it is also a grand event in the Qing Cang.

Of course, now the world does not know whether this Nine-Rank Heaven Supreme has stepped into the realm of the Great Emperor.

But Daotian Academy is the pure land in the hearts of all ethnic monks in the entire Qingcang Realm.

Even the masters of the top powers today may not have heard the sermons of the saints when they were young.

It can be said that this saint is almost equivalent to the teacher of the entire human race.

"Master knows? That would be great! But Daotian Academy is a bit troublesome. This saint has a long life expectancy and a high prestige in the Qingcang world. His disciples are all over the world. , maybe it can be wiped out without knowing it, but the ancestors who have woken up now probably don’t have this strength.”

Ling Yuanxing sighed lightly. Yesterday, the ancestor of Chongyu took action to kill Ye Zutian Supreme, which has attracted the vigilance of many forces.

If he tries to wipe out this saint again, he will definitely put the Ling Clan on the cusp of the storm, and it will be inconsistent with the Ling Clan's plan.

"No, just wait."

Ling Xiao shook his head. There were not many people in the entire Qingcang Realm who could wipe out the Supreme Being of the Nine-Rank Heaven.

And once Chongyu takes action and kills the famous human saint of Qingcang, he is afraid that he will completely fall into the trap of the realm master.

even! !

Ling Xiao suspects that the Lord of Qingcang may not have been suspicious of the relationship between the Ling family and the demon, but there is no evidence.

From this point of view, the situation that Ling Xiao is facing today is ten thousand times more dangerous than that of the Holy State. Even if he was standing behind the Ling Clan's immemorial clan, he still couldn't be careless.

The reason why the Ling clan is now strong, crushing all clans, and being revered by others, is because in the eyes of everyone, he is a human race force, and in a sense, carries the hope of the human race.

In the final analysis, the Jiezhu Palace is the power used by the immortals to control Qingcang, except for those ancient clans who have taken refuge in the immortal clan, in fact, the Jiezhu Palace and the forces are originally hostile.

However, the world master was tyrannical, and used his own strength to hold the ancient fairy and demon clock to suppress thousands of stars.

This has created the "prosperity and stability" of Qingcang for nearly ten Ten Thousand Years.

In the final analysis, behind this kind of stability is the forbearance and dormancy of the forces of various human races.

And the Ling Clan may now be the hope of many human forces to contend against the World Lord Hall, and even the Immortal Clan.

But once it is revealed that the Ling Clan is a descendant of the Demon Clan, I am afraid it will immediately become the target of public criticism.

Therefore, this chess game cannot be rushed.

Ling Xiao's eyes were deep, and he was already secretly planning how to make Qingcang's various forces completely vent their dissatisfaction with the Jiezhu Palace.

"Little Lord!"

Ling Yuanxing looked at the young man in front of him, and there was also some thought in his eyes.

Although Ling Xiao looks young, her scheming can be called heaven-defying.

What's more, now his strength is enough to compete with the Holy Realm, I am afraid that it will not be long before he will have the top combat power of Qingcang.

At that time, it will be an opportunity for the Tianmo Temple to re-emerge.

even! !

Ling Yuanxing faintly had an illusion, the Lord in front of him was afraid that he had already thought about the countermeasures to deal with the World Lord Hall.

"I'll fuse the demon bones first."

Ling Xiao nodded lightly, raised his feet and walked towards the hall in front of him.

But until his figure disappeared, Ling Yuanxing just bowed and disappeared in place.

"Buzz!"

As Ling Xiao raised his hand and pushed open the door of the ancient stone hall, a golden light suddenly lit up from the void.

The endless array of patterns manifested the blue sky, revealing an ancient and complex mystique.

Ling Xiao's eyes were clear, and he stepped into the layers of divine brilliance. Before his eyes, suddenly there was a vision floating up and down, the divine mountain stood up, the fairy palace came into the world, and the ancient sea was turbulent.

There is an extremely mysterious sense of time flow in this era of vision changes.

Obviously, this ancient temple on the top of the mountain was transformed into an independent space by someone with a masterful handwriting.

And that formation that shrouded this place is the key to swallowing the spirit of heaven and earth in the mouth of the Thirteenth Ancestor Ling.

In the end, Ling Xiao stopped and looked at a bluestone altar in the center of the hall.

I saw a crystal clear leg bone standing quietly on the altar.

This demon bone was completely different from the demon bones Ling Xiao had seen before.

It is entangled with innumerable strands of divine will, flowing and winding, and it has evolved into a series of virtual images of ancient gods and demons. The power is vast, and there is no magic.

Ling Xiao's expression was indifferent, and there was not much surprise in his eyes.

With Chong Yu's method, he dared to blatantly enshrine this demon bone in the Ling Clan, and he must have enough confidence that the strong man in the Blue and Cang Realm would not notice the slightest clue.

The aura of Ten Thousand Years has given this magic bone an immortal quality, and a wisp of power in it is enough to rival the supreme powerhouse.

"As expected of Tianmozun, such a handwriting is amazing."

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, and there seemed to be demonic rippling all over his body, turning into a ghostly shadow of a hundred meters standing behind him.

The entire ancient temple suddenly bloomed with radiance, covering the infinite magic.

It's just that the skeleton of the Heavenly Demon seemed to be feeling it, and it suddenly trembled and buzzed, and flashed towards Ling Xiao.