Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

It wasn't until Lan Yue's voice came from behind that Ling Xiao turned his head to look.

But at this time, there was a fear hidden in the girl's eyes.

This is the real fear of strength.

In Lan Yue's eyes before, Ling Xiao was an evildoer from the outside world, with a noble status and terrifying strength.

But now, in Lan Yue's eyes, Ling Xiao is already comparable to the six overlords.

Even those heirs of the overlord clan can't compete with the young master at all.

A contemporary person, comparable to the lord of the hegemony.

What kind of demeanor is this?

Looking at the place where the devil is buried for tens of thousands of years, there is no one who can do it.

"I'm going to visit the Corpse God Mountain."

Ling Xiao's tone was indifferent, and he didn't intend to bring Lan Yue with him.

After all, what he faced this time was the Corpse God Clan, one of the six overlord clans.

With Lan Yue, he couldn't guarantee that he would be able to protect her life during the war.

"I will lead the way for the young master!"

However, to Ling Xiao's surprise, Lan Yue bowed slightly and had no intention of leaving.

"Huh? Are you not afraid?"

"Don't be afraid, with the young master here, even the creatures in the dark forbidden area are not enough to make Lanyue back down."

Lan Yue smiled calmly, not afraid, even if she died...for a lowly demon like her, it was worth it.

In just these two days, the turmoil experienced by Lan Yue has already been described as magnificent.

After all, this journey to immortality became splendid because of meeting the young master.

In the past, Lan Yue thought all day long, but to avoid pursuit and improve her realm as much as possible.

But after seeing Ling Xiao's aura of truly dominating the Nine Heavens and who is fighting for the front, she was shocked that a contemporary person can have such a powerful combat power, and she yearned to stand behind him and look at the wider world.

Regarding Ling Xiao, Lan Yue dared not show any greed.

Because she doesn't deserve it at all.

Even the most beautiful saintess from the barren race in the Land of Burying Demons is not worthy of this young master who is like a banished fairy.

"Let's go."

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, and walked towards Yuan Kong without further words.

It's just that at this time, his speed is not fast, and he has learned a lot of anecdotes during his travels with Lanyue all the way in the Northland.

According to Ling Xiao's guess, if his grandfather is still alive, there is a high probability that he is in the dark forbidden area now.

Most of the mausoleums of the Lord of Desolation are also here.

From Lan Yue's mouth, Ling Xiao also learned some secrets about the six overlords.

When the grandfather stepped into the devil's land, he used his own strength to fight against the ancestors of the six races.

And since that battle, the ancestors of the six overlords have never appeared again.

"Great sacrifice to the corpse god, isn't the corpse god sacrificed to be the ancestor of this family?"

Ling Xiao's eyes were indifferent, and he was not too surprised.

The Xuanyuan clan, after all, is the emperor's lineage of the human race, even if they are now in decline, they still have the pure blood of the emperor.

Since his grandpa dared to come to this magic place alone, his cultivation must not be easy.

Fighting against the ancestors of the six overlord clans, just thinking about it makes people feel excited.

"Yes, but...Young Master, no one has seen the Corpse God, because the creatures who have seen him are all dead."

Lan Yue said softly, but Ling Xiao smiled.

Now it seems that these six ancestors were either killed by the grandfather, or were seriously injured and have been recuperating.

But no matter what the possibility is, it is completely beneficial to Ling Xiao.

"Let's go and meet this corpse god."

After the words fell, Ling Xiao didn't hesitate any more, and headed towards the center of Beidi at top speed.

At this time, in Qingcang Realm, on a majestic ancient mountain.

I saw a young man in blue standing with his hands behind his back, looking towards the extreme north.

On its shoulder, a civet cat curled up quietly, as if sleeping.

"My lord, the Shi family has sent news that Shi Yi's fate card...is broken."

"Oh."

Hearing this, the civet cat slowly opened its eyes, revealing a pair of dark golden eyes filled with infinite divinity.

He didn't seem surprised by this result at all.

"My lord... Didn't you say..."

"The fate of a person is often changed by one choice after another. I gave him a path, but he insisted on taking a different path. The ending is unpredictable."

The civet cat's tone was indifferent, and his eyes were deep.

"But...my lord...you..."

The young man in blue is hesitant to speak, but with the power of an adult, he can spy on the past and present, and judge yin and yang.

It was impossible for him not to see Shi Yi's end, but he still guided him to the place where the devil was buried.

Could it be that... Your Excellency has other meanings?

"When there is no light in the world, it's better to let the eternal night come. Only in this way... all creatures will yearn for real light, otherwise, they will always be confused by illusions."

The civet cat said something inexplicably, closed its eyes again, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Where there is darkness, there is light.

North Central.

"What!! This outsider creature simply doesn't know how to live or die!!"

Shi Wujie was furious, and his body was full of corpse energy.

However, at this time, his eyes were not only filled with anger, but also gloomy and dignified.

"You said that boy smashed the golden corpse with two punches?!"

"Yes! Young Master, if Si Li has half a lie, tell me to fall in place!!"

"boom!"

The moment Si Li's voice fell, his head... exploded directly.

"This…"

The black blood gushed out, splashing Shi Wujie's face, which instantly made him look resentful and fell into silence.

Of course, he is very familiar with the combat power of the golden corpse.

The peak of the holy realm, comparable to the supreme body.

If what Shi Li said was true, that boy really smashed the golden corpse with two punches.

Then, even if he used the Holy Body of Ten Thousand Corpses, he might not be able to crush it.

Of course, with Shi Wujie's method, it doesn't take too much to kill a golden corpse without intelligence.

However, two punches are still a bit too exaggerated.

It seems that it is not a weak opponent.

"Since you sent yourself to die, then I will not let you down."

Shi Wujie took a deep breath and walked towards the outside of the hall.

The great sacrifice of the corpse god attracted the attention of all.

At this juncture, the majesty of his Corpse God Clan certainly does not allow anyone to provoke him.

Chapter 1568, God's Burial Ground

A day passed in the blink of an eye.

The entire Corpse God Mountain was already full of noise and shadows.

I saw a number of strong demons of different shapes falling from the sky and standing respectfully on the square.

There are giants covered in carrion, beast shadows with six eyes and two feet, and wolf guards in armor.

In short, there are all kinds of strange things, and the power of each magic is so powerful that it shocks the world.

As the dominant clan in the north, the corpse god clan is the real royal clan in the hearts of thousands of demons in the north.

No family dares to show any disrespect to it.

However, in the past few days, it is said that an outside boy came to the place of burying the devil, not only suppressed and killed Tianjiao of the Corpse God Clan, but also slaughtered many strong vassals of the Corpse God Clan.

This rumor was like a thunderbolt, which shocked many powerful demons.

At this time, countless people from the Demon Race wanted to see what kind of young man dared to be so arrogant and domineering?

Three heads and six arms, or nine waists?

In the center of the square, a bluestone altar stands quietly.

What is placed on it is not incense tributes, but tightly bound creatures.

"Did you see that bald head? A creature of flesh and blood."

"It's been a long time since I have seen flesh and blood creatures in the place where I bury the devil."

"I don't know what his relationship is with that boy named Ling Xiao."

All the demons looked at one of the burly young men with a look of greed on their faces.

"clang!"

At this moment, a loud chime suddenly came from the top of the mountain in the distance.

Immediately afterwards, Wan Dao's corpse aura shot up into the sky, covering the sky.

Layers of mist began to rise from the entire Corpse God Mountain, like purgatory.

And in the depths of the mist, there was another low sound of footsteps.

Hearing the sound, the complexions of all the demon powerhouses changed drastically, and there was a look of panic in their eyes.

The corpse god is born and devours the sacrifice.

This ancient ritual has been going on for tens of thousands of years.

But all the sacrifices that are selected will eventually die, without exception.

"Well, this corpse god mountain smells so bad."

only! !

Just when everyone was tense, their faces were pale and their heads were lowered, and they didn't dare to let out more air, a laughing sound suddenly came from above the void.

Hearing the sound, everyone's faces showed a dull look.

Then, all eyes suddenly looked far away, looking towards the place where the voice came from.

I saw that at the place where the corpse's aura surged, there was a sudden ups and downs of immortal brilliance, and the mist was blown away, revealing a tall and straight figure in black.

It was a young man with a gentle face and bright eyes.

From top to bottom, exuding a detached and unparalleled aura.

He stood there, like a round of sun, shining thousands of lights, making the dark hearts of countless strong demons feel the warmth that has not been seen for a long time.

"This is…"