Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

"boom!!"

The sword waves surged, the celestial splendor fell in all directions, and the endless dao rhyme stretched for thousands of miles, shocking people's hearts.

At this moment, a look of sincere shock and awe appeared on the faces of all the disciples of the clan.

yes! !

Chaos has come! !

Looking at Qingcang for 10 years, no one would have imagined that during the grand event of the human race where the master of the mansion lectures, there will be a demon tribe who will slaughter the outstanding people of the day, a demon clan and evildoers will crush thousands of Qingcang Tianjiao, and people from the ghost clan will frame the backbone of the human race... .

This is a provocation, a sign of troubled times! !

A group of demons danced wildly, and demons and ghosts were born.

Fortunately, in the human race, there is a son named Xiao, who is upright and dominates the contemporary era.

It's hard to imagine how cruel this chaotic world would be to the human race without this young master in front of him.

Not to mention that the Heavenly Demon is powerful from ancient times, even if Young Master and Xue Shaojun join forces, they are not his only enemy.

Just the six young men of the Monster Clan alone almost overwhelmed the entire Qingcang generation.

What's there to say?

Son, righteousness! !

"Son..."

The green mountains are lonely, and the sky screams.

You Tianjiao lowered his head and looked down, his eyes misty with tears.

It turns out that there is really no stability in this world, there are people who are bearing sins, and one... person lifts up the sky!

"Young Master Ling Xiao!! Peerless in the world!!"

Countless Tianjiao raised their heads and looked at the young man who was walking slowly towards the mountain.

At this moment, his body seemed to emit a scorching light.

Resplendent, bright, dispelling the coldness of the night.

only! !

Walking alone like that, lonely with no one side by side, is inexplicably distressing.

My son, the bright moon is dim, and you are... the dawn of the world.

Chapter 1252, Heaven's law requires B

Until the crowd dispersed in the mountain, a ray of brilliance suddenly bloomed on a mountain peak that pierced into the sky in the middle of the school.

I saw an old figure slowly appearing, staring at the black-clothed boy who disappeared into the distant mountains, without a trace of expression on his face.

Only in those eyes, the Dao pattern evolved, containing the vicissitudes of life and desolation, like the reincarnation of the Dao, which will last forever.

At the same time, Daotian Academy is thousands of miles away.

I saw a figure descending from the sky, floating and sinking like a ghost fog, ethereal and illusory.

At this time, Lu Ming still had a gloomy look on his face.

Up to now, he still hasn't figured out why Ling Xiao wants to plot against him.

Could it be, what did he know?

After all, in the martial arts competition in the four courts, Lu Ming used the seven-colored dagger to prove himself, revealing the aura of ghosts and Buddhas.

Although he is confident that even the masters of the four courtyards should not be able to recognize the origin of this fetish, but...

Thinking of that unparalleled face, Lu Ming felt chills all over his body, with an indescribable fear.

His scheming, his ruthlessness, and his hypocritical unparalleled beauty are like the deepest abyss in the nine heavens, and he is jealous at a glance.

"It's less than two years away, and it's the day we agreed with Master. It seems that during this time, we have to find a place to stay, and we can't let the Ling family find it for the time being."

Lu Ming turned his head and glanced at the distant night sky.

However, under the moon, dark clouds gradually rose, covering the sky and covering the sun, making it appear eerie for no reason.

Gradually, above the silver moon, there seemed to be a shroud of scarlet. At first, it was just a wisp, and then it turned to be as big as the sky.

And under the blood moon, a black-clothed figure stepped from the sky, covered in darkness.

Before Lu Ming could react, he saw the black shadow sticking out his palm and transforming into a godlike statue.

Faintly, there seems to be a demonic shadow manifesting, shattering the ancient times, but there is no trace of demonic nature around him.

"Damn!!"

Lu Ming's expression changed drastically, ghost fog rose around him, and the seven-colored divine dagger burst out of the air again, trying to smash Cang Ming and escape from this place.

However, at this moment, on the sky, there seemed to be a clear light blooming, transforming into an ancient formation, directly imprisoning the entire world.

"This…"

At this moment, Lu Ming only felt endless fear, a kind of icy chill all over his body.

The four auras of ghosts, Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism revived at the same time, forming an enchantment outside his body, bright and evil, revealing a sense of indestructibility.

"boom!!"

Above the void, the vast aura ripples for thousands of miles.

The terrifying inspiration seemed to come from ancient times, the Milky Way fell from the sky, and billions of stars exploded at the same time.

The infinite inscriptions and Taoist rhymes surged into a sea, densely packed, trying to suppress the universe.

Even though Lu Ming is confident that his cultivation skills are the best in the world, but looking at such a domineering figure, he still instinctively feels fear, horror from the bottom of his heart, as if ominous.

too big…

The gap is too big! !

If it weren't for Lu Ming still holding a life-saving trump card, this offensive alone would be enough for his Dao heart to collapse.

"boom!!"

The phantom was overwhelmed, and with the general trend of shattering the world, it fell down with a bang.

And the four-dharma enchantment didn't even last for a breath, and it was completely shattered.

Lu Ming's face turned pale, and he retreated hastily, but he was still hit by the phantom, breaking half of his body.

"Push."

Above the sky, Ling Xiao fell from the sky, looking coldly at the young man who was struggling to get up from the ground, without a single wave on his face.

From the moment he saw Lu Ming, he didn't intend to let the leek go.

That's right, in this world, there are many destiny, but destiny and destiny are different.

Some destiny, the talent itself is far more precious than the golden finger of control.

For example, Ling Tian and Ning Chuan, although they also have their cards far superior to their peers.

But what really deserves Ling Xiao to subdue them is the desire for power in the two of them.

An almost insane pursuit.

As for Lu Ming, this guy has neither a divine body nor a bloodline, but he has achieved a body of destiny by relying on skills and spiritual treasures.

This type of destiny doesn't mean that you can't reach the peak of the Dao, but...

If I snatch this magic treasure, it will be mine!

Gan!

On the Dao Mountain just now, all eyes are on it.

Even though Ling Xiao has many methods now, it is absolutely impossible to search Lu Ming's soul silently.

Therefore, he only left a mark on the latter, deliberately giving him a chance to escape.

"Ling Xiao!!"

Lu Ming's eyes were terrified, and he retreated in a hurry, blood dripping from his body, soaking the soil under his body into black.

"Senior brother Lu, we meet again."

Ling Xiao looked gentle, and looked at the young man in front of him.

Being able to resist his palm, this Lu Ming is worthy of being the man of destiny.

It's just that, whether it's a spirit treasure or a skill, someone must have passed it on.

At this time, the reason why Ling Xiao didn't deal with the killer is also uncertain, whether the strong man who passed on Lu Ming's background is on him or not.

"You...how did you find me?"

The severe pain all over his body made Lu Ming's expression look quite distorted.

It's just that on his shattered body, traces of golden and black aura can be faintly seen flowing, surging with vitality and indelible.

"Does it matter?"

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, his eyes were extremely indifferent, "Brother Lu, it's getting late, how about... I'll give you a ride?"

"Ling Xiao!! You pretend to be famous as an emperor, how is this behavior different from a demon?"

Lu Ming gritted his teeth fiercely, and seeing Ling Xiao's sword lingering around him, a look of determination finally appeared on his face, "Ling Xiao!! You really think I'm afraid of you!"

After saying that, I saw ghost marks in his eyes, and even the aura on his body became inexplicably gloomy.

"Sure enough, there are cards."

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, not feeling the slightest surprise about this.

Although Lu Ming's luck cannot be compared with Gu Chaoci, Xue Xiyan and others, it is not on the same level as Zhang Jiuji and others.

Even though Ling Xiao is now invincible and has many means, but... still dare not be careless.

His existence is a setback for the Son of Destiny.

As we all know, setbacks and tribulations are the driving force for these people to grow.

In other words, Ling Xiao kills the Destiny to achieve itself, and the Son of Destiny also has to step on him in order to reach the pinnacle of the world.

This is a kind of game, and what is fair is that destiny is protected by heavenly luck, and Ling Xiao... can tell the difference between them at a glance.

"Buzz!"

Among the mountains and forests, ghosts and fog piled on top of each other.

A palpitating soul fluctuation quietly filled the entire ancient formation.

At this moment, Lu Ming's broken body was replaced by a dark and strange soul light.

And his eyes also turned into seven colors at this time.

"Ling Xiao, you should feel honored. You are the first person in this Qingcang world to see me perform this secret technique."

Lu Ming lowered his head, looked at the regrown palm, and spoke in a low and indifferent tone.

In the next moment, he suddenly raised his head, and in his eyes, there was a mighty glow, flowing with the supreme majesty that has lasted through the ages.

"Ghost appearance, the law of heaven requires you!"

Chapter 1253, Void Relic

"Om!!"

The starry sky is thousands of miles away, and the breath is gloomy.

The blood, the moon and the stars are all hidden, except for a ghostly figure reaching the sky, standing on the mountains and rivers, overlooking the common people.

It was a tall white bone shrouded in splendor, especially the sunken eye sockets, in which there seemed to be two balls of underworld fire jumping, exuding the gloomy aura of hell and ghost mansion.

What is surprising is that although this ghost figure looks gloomy, there is a string of golden Buddhist beads the size of a human head hanging around its neck, showing its Buddha nature.

Buddha and ghosts blend together, righteousness and evil are intertwined, but the ghost mist, Buddha's splendor, Taoist rhyme, and Confucian grandeur are intertwined and intertwined with each other, which fits extremely well without any conflict.

In front of him, Ling Xiao's figure looked extremely small, but there was still a touch of gentle warmth on that face.