Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

The horrible roar of corpses shocked the nine heavens and spread throughout the northern land.

Immediately, the tall corpse fell from the sky, and its vitality was wiped out.

Taking advantage of this juncture, Ling Xiao's eyes were full of soul light, directly devouring the soul of the corpse ancestor.

It's just that just as he expected, the soul of this corpse ancestor has long been dilapidated, and his wisdom has been exhausted.

Therefore, Ling Xiao only saw many fragmented pictures.

It can be vaguely seen that it is a boundless night, and the seven figures are like shooting stars, constantly colliding.

The world is overturned, and everything is dried up.

The brilliance is extinguished, and the eternity is empty, and the vast blood energy sweeps across the sky, like an ancient blood energy formation, trying to suppress all enemies.

However, at the last moment, in the depths of the darkness, a figure suddenly appeared, swallowing everything... all.

"The Lord of Desolation?"

The light in Ling Xiao's eyes trembled slightly, the soul pattern in the eyes manifested, and the breath around him quietly fluctuated for a moment.

Chapter 1571, Wu Yue Appears

"It seems that if you want to find the whereabouts of grandpa, you still have to go to the dark forbidden land."

Ling Xiao waved his hand, pocketed the golden hammer of the ancestor of the corpse god, and devoured his whole body with the magic blade of reincarnation, before turning around and heading out of the underground palace.

At this time, his spiritual state has entered the level of the fourth rank of earth supreme, and looking at Qing Cang contemporary, there is no one comparable to him.

And the one who made Ling Xiao a little wary in terms of spiritual attainments was the first descendant of the ghost clan, Nai'a.

This ghost clan evildoer always gave Ling Xiao a sense of...familiarity.

But she was obviously never born and was sealed in the Far East, so where did this sense of familiarity come from?

only! !

Now is far from the opportunity for the ghost clan to be born. At the very least, Ling Xiao must first enter the extreme east and find out the identity of the ghost clan descendant before he can decide... how to deal with the ghost clan.

The top of the Corpse God Mountain was filled with solemnity.

At this time, all the strong members of the Corpse God Clan were intimidated by the Martial Ancestor, and were planted with soul imprints by Lan Yue.

In this way, the northern part of the devil land will be respected by the Blue Soul Clan.

Of course, in a place like this, the weak eat the strong.

If Lanyue can't rise against the wind, I am afraid that within a few years, this hegemony will be replaced by others.

Fortunately, this girl from the small tribe still has a bit of luck. Whether she can accumulate a lot of money depends on her.

"Young master, all the strong members of the corpse god clan have surrendered."

Lan Yue bowed and bowed, but Ling Xiao just nodded indifferently, "From now on, this Corpse God Mountain will be the land of your Lan Yue clan, and you will call me again when the dark forbidden area is opened."

Ling Xiao turned around and walked to the altar, only to see Yuan Tianfeng's face was heavy, faltering, not knowing how to open his mouth.

On his face, there is a simple and simple embarrassment, which makes people feel... so foolish.

"You are Yuan Tianfeng?"

"Yes! Young Master knows me?"

Yuan Tianfeng's expression froze for a moment, and he spoke in an authentic voice.

"Before I left, I visited Master Gu Luo, and he asked me to find you."

Ling Xiao nodded, "During this period of time, you can stay with me, and when this trip is over, I will send you back to Tianshan."

"Your...Young Master, I..."

"You want to find this Earth Fire Essence?"

Ling Xiao casually threw something to Yuan Tianfeng, and then walked towards the distant hall.

"This is…"

Yuan Tianfeng's eyes trembled slightly, he was silent for a long time, and then he bowed deeply to that figure from behind.

Everyone knows that the young master is righteous.

Even though he has been cultivating in the extreme north all year round, he still knows that there is a young master Ling Xiao in Qingcang.

From today's perspective, the son's righteousness is really great.

At the same time, the news of the death of the Corpse God Clan quickly spread throughout the Demon Burial Land.

This news is like a bolt from the blue for any Demon Race.

One must know that the six overlords have already ruled this place for hundreds of thousands of years.

Although, under such shackles of heaven and earth, no truly top-notch powerhouse was born among the six clans.

But, you know, here, the way of heaven is incomplete, and the aura is thin.

And flesh and blood creatures let alone contending with demons, even survival is a problem.

However, it is said that the one who defeated the corpse god young master was an outsider named Ling Xiao.

Behind him, followed a very terrifying guardian.

The place where the devil was buried suddenly became quiet.

Countless astonishing auras came out of the mountains, forests and ancient rivers, looking at the northern sky.

Being suppressed by an outsider is a shame for any contemporary evildoer.

Shi Wujie is very strong, one of the six minor overlords.

However, compared to him, the other little overlords all have their own magical powers.

Especially the one from the Abandoned God Race, who is known as the strongest talent in the Land of Burying Demons for hundreds of thousands of years.

His bloodline and divine body have already transcended the contemporary category, and they are truly rare in ten thousand years.

Inexplicably, all the demons began to look forward to what kind of scene it would be when Ling Xiao met the young master who abandoned the gods.

Calculating the time, there are still seven days until the dark forbidden land is opened.

At that time, all major clans will send people to try to find the inheritance left by the ancestor and the demon lord.

In the first battle, except for the ancestor of the corpse god, he broke free from the darkness and fled back to his ancestral land.

The remaining five ancestors have all lost their traces.

Although, all the major tyrants know that they may have fallen into the forbidden area.

But, similarly, that outsider creature also never appeared again.

And a strong man like this, even if he falls, will leave behind many origins of Taoism and spiritual treasures.

Finding them is a great fortune for any contemporary person.

Now that Ling Xiao controls the corpse god clan, it is likely to get a place to enter the dark forbidden area.

But how could the other five overlords allow an outside creature to step into the forbidden area.

Therefore, seven days later, there may be a real battle between dragons and tigers on the top of the Holy Demon Mountain, which is related to... the majesty of the demon clan.

At the same time, east of the Devil's Land.

Compared to the Northland, this Eastern Land is full of vitality.

I saw ancient cities located on the plains, with an endless stream of creatures, and demons of various appearances kept coming and going.

And in the center of the east, stands an extremely mighty golden ancient city.

Here is one of the six overlord clans, the clan land of the Desolate clan.

There has always been a rumor circulating in the Land of Burying Demons about this hegemony.

It is said that the ancestor of this family was the bodyguard of the Lord Demon Lord back then.

The true blood of the demon race flows through his body, and his power is unparalleled.

And the members of the Desolate clan have always called themselves kings, and even the other five overlords have never been taken seriously by them.

At this time, in the palace of the king in the ancient city, a young man in gold clothes stood with his hands behind his back, with a cold and arrogant expression.

There was an extremely terrifying power of energy and blood surging from his body, and it was obvious that he was also a creature of flesh and blood.

"It's you, want to see the overlord of my clan?"

In the main hall, a woman in a purple robe with long hair like a waterfall sits on the throne.

That white and arrogant face was extremely delicate and charming.

The willow eyebrows are slender, the red lips are lightly pursed, and the pupils of the eyes are a kind of bewitching lavender, with a kind of natural grace and dignity.

She is the number one beauty in the Land of Burying Demons, the saintess of the barren race, Luoyang.

As we all know, there is no weak person who can be ranked among the six minor overlords.

Although this woman looks weak and charming, only the strong who have fought against her know that under this beautiful appearance, Luoyang is really terrifying.

"good."

The young man in white nodded slightly, his expression calm.

From Luoyang, he could feel a breath of the same origin.

Obviously, this family is the family that the ancestors said guarded the tomb of the Lord of Desolation.

And after he fused the Talisman of Desolation, he also had a deeper understanding of this power beyond spiritual power.

In his eyes, the Desolate people were no different from slaves.

"Who are you? Why do you want to meet the overlord of our clan? Do you know that a creature of flesh and blood like you has always been a good fortune in the eyes of the place of burying demons."

There was a glint of coldness in Luoyang's eyes.

Desolation spreads all over his body. Although it cannot match the power of real desolation, it is far beyond what ordinary creatures can contend with.

"Heir of Tianwu Palace, Wu Yue."

Chapter 1572, Covering Qi and Blood

"Tianwu Hall?"

Luoyang's black eyebrows are lightly clustered, obviously quite unfamiliar with this force.

Even though the world lord pressed down on Qingcang, he couldn't touch the place where the demons were buried.

Therefore, like Ling Xiao, here, Wu Yue lost a bit of his past background.

"If you don't know this name, then I think...you should be familiar with this sigil."

The corner of Wu Yue's mouth raised into a smile, and a strange and terrifying power suddenly emanated from his body.

Tens of thousands of miles are empty, and the situation is changing.

Outside the main hall, countless ancient trees withered in an instant, and even the birds and beasts turned into decay in an instant.

"This is... the barren rune!!!"

Luo Yang stood up suddenly, looking at the gray stone talisman with trembling eyes.

At the center of his eyebrows, an ancient and complex divine pattern manifested, surging with divine brilliance.

That's right, the Desolate Race is indeed a follower of the former Lord of Desolation, a bloodline terror, inheriting the divine power of Desolation.

And the divine pattern between Luoyang's eyebrows is the clearest and most powerful divine pattern in the 10 years of the Huangzu's history.

But the more so, the clearer her sense of the power of desolation became.

"Is it the inheritor of my lord?"

At this time, Luoyang's face no longer showed a trace of arrogance, but a hint of respect.

Although, she didn't know how an outside creature could get the inheritance of the Lord of Desolation, but since the Lord of Desolation chose him, there must be a reason.

"I don't know if Mr. Wu has come to the Desolate Clan, do you need any help?"

Luo Yang walked up to His Highness and bowed slightly towards Wu Yue.