Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

Although this Wannian black iron is the hardest and hardest thing in the world, for Ling Xiao who has fused several spiritual fires, there is no obstacle at all.

"This is…"

Sure enough, when Gu Luo's palm touched the black iron, his eyes were quietly fixed, "Ten thousand years of black iron essence! Such a big piece."

"No!! In this iron essence...a sword embryo was born?! Not right...this..."

Gu Luo's face changed several times, and he froze in place in a daze.

I saw him carefully touching the black iron with both hands, frowning, "Where did you get this piece of black iron?"

"That day there was a vision from the sky, and there was a flame falling from the sky. When I rushed there, I saw this piece of meteoric iron, which seemed to contain a ray of sword power. Even I felt extremely frightened, but... no matter what I use None of these methods can break the black iron, and I dare not use brute force for fear of destroying the sword embryo..."

Ling Xiao smiled bitterly, and his face suddenly became solemn, "So I traveled thousands of miles to find this Tianshan Mountain."

"That's right, the meteorite from the sky is extremely hard. It's the first time I've seen this kind of natural sword embryo. It's really... a lucky thing in my life."

Gu Luo retracted his hands, took a deep breath, "My little friend wants to..."

"The master is Qingcang Sword No. 1. Since this sword embryo fell in front of me, it is destined to be with me. Now it is sealed by black iron. It is a pity. I can feel its call to me, so , no matter what the price is, this junior will rescue him."

Ling Xiao looked at Wannian Xuantie persistently and tenderly with his eyes, but at this moment, that Xuantie seemed to sense his intentions, and suddenly trembled and hummed, seemingly in joy.

Just kidding, when Ling Xiao sealed the Nine Tribulations Sword into this iron, he had already engraved a wisp of divine consciousness in it.

Believe it or not, as long as I move my mind, it can break through by itself.

"Excalibur has a spirit!"

Gu Luo's face became excited, and he was a little dazed.

Immediately, he suddenly dropped the heavy hammer in his hand, put his hands on the forging table, and fell into deep thought.

Everyone knows that a good sword is really hard to find.

But I don't know, people are choosing swords, and swords...why don't they choose people.

Ling Xiao's talent is destined to reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship, and it is really a good story that this sword embryo descended from the sky and was self-initiated.

Moreover, from the words of this young man from the Ling clan, he can also feel that this son loves the sword very much, and never regards it as good luck, but...a dear friend.

This feeling is really touching.

"You want me to help you forge this sword?"

In the end, Gu Luo took a deep breath, calmed down, and looked up at Ling Xiao.

"That's right! The master is someone who loves and understands the sword. Only in the hands of the master can it have life."

"What a life! I promise you, I will devote my whole life to forging this sword."

Gu Luo clenched his hands tightly, yes, just as Ling Xiao guessed, his lifelong wish was to forge a famous sword that has been passed down through the ages.

Although! !

The three divine swords he forged before are all rare treasures in the world.

However, it is still too far away from being passed down through the ages.

The reason why he lived in seclusion in Tianshan Mountain was because he got a piece of fairy gold by chance.

But after thousands of years of tempering, this fairy gold has never taken shape, which almost exhausted his enthusiasm.

When he went down the mountain to accept apprentices, he originally wanted to pass on the way of sword casting, but unexpectedly met a casting wizard.

And the reason why my little apprentice stepped into the place of burying demons was also to find spiritual treasures that could smelt immortal gold.

But this time, I am afraid that there will be more bad luck than good luck.

"Thank you, master. I'm going to visit the place where the devil is buried in the near future. I hope that when I return, the master has become a god."

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, turned around and wanted to leave.

But Gu Luo's expression froze again, "Are you going to the place where the devil is buried?"

"Not bad!"

"Young master, I have an unfeeling request."

Gu Luo suddenly bowed and bowed towards Ling Xiao.

"Master, please speak."

"I have a disciple who went to the place where the demons were buried a year ago and has not yet returned. If you can meet him... I hope you... bring him back, regardless of life or death."

"Oh? Don't worry, senior. If I can meet him, I will definitely bring him back. I don't know who is the master's disciple, what is his name, and what are his characteristics?"

Ling Xiao smiled, everything... was within his expectations.

"His name is Yuan Tianfeng, he is bald, seven feet tall, and his cultivation is at the ninth rank of the Venerable Realm."

Chapter 1556, Mysterious Mask

"I remember, master, farewell."

Ling Xiao lifted his foot, walked out of the stone hall, and walked down the mountain.

It wasn't until he reached the foot of the mountain that the expression on his face gradually became indifferent.

Immediately, with a thought in his mind, the figures of Man Mo and Xiong Huan suddenly appeared.

"Look at this place, no one is allowed to approach."

Today, if Gu Luo rejects his request, then his fate... probably won't be very good.

Fortunately, this master swordsmith was so devoted to Taoism that he couldn't resist Ling Xiao's temptation at all, and eventually became a tool man.

Not only that, but for Ling Xiao, if his disciple named Yuan Tianfeng had a little bit of luck by his side, it would be good luck.

People's hearts, although they are complicated, can't be worth one sentence after all... Do what you like.

"The place where the devil is buried is really full of surprises."

Ling Xiao stepped forward, and his figure disappeared.

In the depths of the extreme north, the cold light is bitter.

Here, is the real forbidden land for living beings, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting.

No flesh and blood creature can survive in such a cold area for a long time.

More importantly, there is no trace of aura here.

I saw a figure walking from the wind and snow, looking up at a dazzling glow between the sky and the earth.

Obviously, the entrance to this place of burial of demons has already appeared.

It's just that no one dares to set foot on such a fierce place.

The beam of light in front of him is more like a broken corner of the sealing barrier.

Ling Xiao didn't hesitate, he just stepped into it and disappeared.

And even with the strength of his physical body, he felt a terrifying oppression the moment he passed the scorching beam.

It's hard to imagine how to enter the ordinary dignified and holy realms.

If Yuan Tianfeng had no luck, he might just burp right here.

"Buzz!"

Accompanied by a buzzing sound, Ling Xiao's figure descended from the sky and landed in a dark and gloomy space.

I saw here, the brilliance was dim, and the devil clouds were densely covered.

As far as the eye can see, the mountains, rivers, and ancient forests are all pitch-black, obviously corroded by demon energy and filled with different degrees of magic.

And at the end of the land, a pure white bone mountain stands quietly, like an ancient god and demon, inexplicably sacred.

The aura of heaven and earth here can no longer be described as thin, and can be ignored directly.

On the contrary, it is the dead energy of magic, which is extremely rich and dense.

In other words, ordinary flesh and blood creatures simply cannot survive in this secret realm.

Even the supreme power, once the spiritual power in the body is exhausted, will be completely reduced to waste.

Moreover, at the end of that line of sight, Ling Xiao could see a pitch-black light curtain standing upright, like a fog, separating the world from the earth.

"stop!!"

Just as Ling Xiao was about to walk towards the central bank of the secret realm, two strange-looking creatures suddenly came from the ancient forest in front of him.

Those are two tall and mighty phantoms, with a strong figure and a pig's head.

Two fangs protruded from the mouth, the eyes were blood red, and the whole body was covered with black hair.

The auras of these two demons are both at the level of the god emperor, and there is no threat at all.

"foreigner?"

The two demons looked at each other, showing a greedy smile, "My master has an order, but all creatures from outside must go to the holy mountain to pay homage and come with us."

If it wasn't for the master's order, the two demons would have swallowed this white and tender creature right now.

You must know that there are no real flesh and blood creatures in this place where the devil is buried.

Their blood vessels and flesh bodies have been corrupted by magic, full of death, and devoid of nutrition.

"Owner?"

Ling Xiao nodded, not too surprised.

Killing these two demons meant nothing to him at all.

It was the master they were talking about that made Ling Xiao a little interested.

Since he wanted to find the real demon burial and... the missing ancestor Xuanyuan, he had to figure out the power distribution of this demon burial place first.

From the point of view, not only demon spirits were born here, but also an order similar to that of the outside world.

In this way, it saves Ling Xiao a lot of trouble.

The higher the status, the more secrets you know. As long as you kill the master in the mouth of the two demons, Ling Xiao may be able to know some useful information.

"Lead the way."

Ling Xiao took a step, followed closely behind the two monsters, and headed towards Bone Mountain.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but he always feels that the owner of Baigu Mountain seems to be waiting for him?

"Hmph! Keep up!!"

The two monsters looked domineering. At this moment, they didn't know that the reason why they didn't die was because... the young man in front of him didn't even bother to kill them.

Soon, when the figures of the three appeared under the bone mountain, Ling Xiao looked up at the top of the mountain, with a faint smile on his lips.

"Huh? This kid actually laughed..."

The two monsters looked at each other, "Isn't this a fool?"

"I don't know! But the master is really awesome. He said that someone will come in in the near future, and he really came..."

"It's actually a man of destiny."

But at this time, Ling Xiao's face flashed with deep meaning, and he stepped forward, stepped directly through the void, and walked forward.

Before the two monsters could react, his figure had already appeared on the top of the mountain.

"Are you waiting for me?"

Ling Xiao's eyes were clear, and he looked at the figure sitting on the bone seat in front of him coldly, speaking calmly.

Judging from his aura, this person's realm is at the third-rank level of the Holy Realm, which is not a cause for concern.

But he has [-] luck in his body.

And, more importantly, his qi and blood are different from that of a demon, even though he wears an ancient and strange mask with demon patterns all over his face, just like a real demon.

But, he is not, at least, he is completely different from those monsters.

The eyes of desolation, the divine body of a prisoner cow.

This physique seems familiar?

"You're still here."