Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

No matter how you look at it, there is a kind of... silly feeling?

interesting.

This Huangyuan Ancient Realm is indeed Qingcang's biggest secret realm, where evildoers emerge one after another, and there are...a lot of leeks.

"Sir, what are you looking at?"

Han Qingqiu frowned, and also looked at the end of the ancient road.

But apart from the darkness, she didn't see anything else, and she felt a little puzzled in her heart.

"It's nothing, this fairy liquid, you can take it.

Ling Xiao smiled, walked up to the center of the stone chamber, dipped a drop of spiritual liquid into his mouth.

Immediately, a strong wave of spiritual power surged out, causing people's blood to vibrate and making them feel refreshed.

only!

Ling Xiao's bloodline is the ultimate in heaven and earth, and there is no possibility of breakthrough at all.

Therefore, this creation is almost useless to him.

"Thank you sir."

Han Qingqiu pursed her lips and chuckled, took out a porcelain white jade bottle from the Qiankun Ring, and carefully put the handful of spiritual liquid into it, with anticipation hidden in her bright eyes.

Once she truly enters the tenth rank of God, she will be truly reborn.

At that time, even if compared with the real monsters and monsters in the upper world, her talent will not be much inferior.

In this way, she is qualified to stand beside the young master and take a wider journey of immortality.

You know, compared to Huahua, Ye Qingchan and others, Han Qingqiu's talent is not outstanding.

As a shape-changing elixir, her greatest use is to be swallowed by the young master.

However, as long as she enters the tenth rank, she will have a real god-level physique, and her cultivation and talent will definitely be improved to a higher level.

"Okay, you two go back to the domain to practice, and you don't need to worry about the rest."

With Ling Xiao's means, it doesn't matter at all whether Huahua and the others get the Immortal Road Mark.

He only needs to put everyone into the domain, and then summon them from the fairy road, there is no need to enter through the entrance.

Of course, as the rarest creation in the mortal world, Ling Xiao doesn't know what kind of shackles are in this fairy road, so... Just in case, he will try his best to help everyone find a mark.

"Yes!"

The two girls bowed slightly, and immediately disappeared in place, while Ling Xiao turned around and walked out of the mountain path.

At the same time, in the dense forest at the foot of the ancient mountain, a petite figure suddenly emerged from the void, with a trace of strong resentment on a delicate white face.

"Damn you bastard, you dare to snatch Miss Ben's fortune. If this is...hum! You wait for me, sooner or later I will... I will..."

The little girl hesitated for a moment, really couldn't think of any vicious words, and suddenly snorted, "Hmph, sooner or later I will spank your ass!"

This sentence is an argument that the ancestors of her clan often use to scare her.

Probably in her heart, this is already the most severe punishment in the world.

Of course, if she had been replaced by someone else just now, with her strength, she wouldn't be in such a mess.

However, although the young man in black was handsome, but... the fierce look on his face, especially the ancient knife in his hand, made people feel intimidated.

"Stinky bastard, stinky bastard!!"

In the end, the little girl stomped her feet, pouted her mouth and disappeared into the ancient forest.

"Lord!"

Before the secret collection, Ling Xiao walked slowly and looked down at the distant mountains and forests.

Ning Wuchuan bowed and bowed, with doubts on his brows.

At this moment, he could feel that Ling Xiao's eyes pondered slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

And based on his understanding of the master, usually the latter's expression like this means that someone is going to be unlucky.

"Just now, did you feel that someone came out of the secret store?"

Ling Xiao turned his head and glanced at Ning Wuchuan.

"Someone came out?"

Ning Wuchuan was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head, "No."

"Let's go."

Ling Xiao nodded and smiled, but his heart was a little solemn.

Born supreme, there are countless treasures, which can not only cover the breath, but also cover the body shape.

This kind of method is simply appalling. Even Bai Zhixi, the daughter of destiny who is proficient in the principles of space, cannot completely hide from Ling Xiao.

However, if it weren't for the dazzling luck on her body, Ling Xiao wouldn't be able to notice her breath at all.

"My lord, where are we going now?"

"I said, I want the Witch Wings to disappear completely in the Yuan Yuan Ancient Realm."

Ling Xiao said indifferently, grabbed Yiyan, and headed towards the depths of the ancient world.

Now that the secret guard has not sent back any news, it can be seen that what Ling Xiao ordered has not yet come to fruition.

As the No. [-] vassal of the Nightwing Clan among the five royal families, the Witch Wing Clan's background can be imagined.

What's more, compared to the good fortune of the treasures controlled by these survivors, what Ling Xiao wants more now is to use their blood and soul to nourish the reincarnation magic blade.

The rank of this magic knife is not comparable to that of a supreme weapon.

It's a pity that it has been sealed now, and it is difficult to show the power of the past.

Usually in Qingcang Realm, Ling Xiao has no chance to slaughter living beings at all.

Even in the lower realms, it is impossible to be free from worries.

But the Huangyuan Ancient Realm is different, the survivors here are originally livestock raised by the human race.

Even if he slaughtered the entire domain, no one would question it at all.

And as long as the reincarnation magic blade completely unlocks the seal, there will be no one in the world who can stop his power.

"no, do not want…"

Yi Yan's lips trembled, his eyes were already gray.

After seeing Ling Xiao's real means, the young master Wu Yi finally believed that the strength of this human emperor could not be measured by contemporary standards at all.

Although there are two high-grade Supreme Beings in the Witch Wing Clan, but... in terms of combat power, it is impossible to be the opponent of Little Wing King.

And Ling Xiao's fighting power... I'm afraid it's stronger than Little Wing King!

"Push!"

However, the moment his voice fell, Ling Xiao punched him, smashing his teeth into pieces.

Chapter 1797, Slaughtering the Wing Clan

"Buzz!"

In the ancient world of Huangyuan, to the north is a stretch of sacred mountains.

And on one of the most majestic ancient peaks, there are countless stone palaces one after another, with overlapping auras, creating a scene full of vitality.

Here is Wushan, where the Wuyi tribe is located. It is covered by spiritual mist all the year round, floating like a fairyland.

At this moment, above the void, a figure in black stood with his hands behind his back, with a gentle smile on his lips.

Behind him, there was another young man in black with a figure in his hands, with a strong fighting intent on his face.

"Before you used your feathers to almost smash the bodies of our two guards from the Ling clan. Today... I will return them to you in your own way."

Ling Xiao said indifferently, and raised his palm lightly, only to see endless ripples suddenly appearing in the void behind him.

Immediately afterwards, ancient swords flew out of the air without making a single sound.

And looking at the densely packed sword shadows, Yi Yan's eyes widened, with unprecedented despair.

At this moment, he finally understood what kind of existence he had provoked.

demon! !

Even, compared to these ancient survivors like them, the disposition of this young man in front of him is even more indifferent and cruel.

However, at this time, Yiyan couldn't make a sound at all, and could only watch Ling Xiao's palm swing down, and the swords were unleashed!

"Om!!"

In just an instant, the entire void was torn apart, and the thousand-handled ancient sword fell from the sky like a rain curtain, carrying the power of the supreme sword.

And in the ancient forest of the temple, there were bursts of screams immediately, and a strong bloody aura rose up, covering the sky.

"Whizzing!"

Soon, figures with terrifying breaths shattered the palace and appeared above the void.

And at the front of the crowd was an old man with gray hair and gloomy eyes.

His realm is at the level of the Earth Supreme Rank [-], and he is one of the most powerful ancestors of the Wuyi Clan, Yi Qingteng.

The only one who is stronger than him is the great ancestor of the Wuyi clan who is buried in the mountains.

"Huh? Wing... Wing Rock?!"

The eyes of Yi Qingteng and others trembled slightly, especially Yi Yan's current state, which made him feel extremely unreal.

The reason why he left the customs this time was because of the opening of the Yuan Yuan Ancient Realm, which was in great chaos.

With him in charge, it is also easy to deal with those foreign arrogance and monsters.

However, now it seems that what he was most worried about happened. Yi Yan still provoked some... people who should not be provoked.

From that sword move just now, Yi Qingteng could also feel the supreme momentum contained in it.

This boy is not ordinary.

At the very least, in the Barren Yuan Ancient Realm, among the younger generation, there were only a handful of people who had broken through to the Supreme Realm.

"Wuchuan."

Ling Xiao smiled gently and didn't say much.

And Ning Wuchuan immediately understood, let go of his palm, and threw Yiyan down from mid-air.

Then, just as one of the strong men in the holy realm stepped forward to take over the young master of the Witch Wing Clan, he saw the void in front of him suddenly fluctuate for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, a figure stepped out, the blade in his hand fell off, and a knife stabbed into his heart.

"thump."

And Yi Yan's figure fell from a high altitude immediately, and his body, which was already shattered to pieces, was smashed into mud.

Of course, for a person in the holy realm, even if his body is broken, his soul, spirit and wisdom will not completely dissipate.

Therefore, Yiyan is still alive and can only watch the Wuyi tribe being slaughtered.

"how is this possible…"

The hearts of the few remaining Wuyi clan powerhouses felt cold, and their eyes were filled with doubt and shock.

With the strength of the holy elder just now, even if he is not the opponent of the two human race youths in front of him, he will not resist without resistance and be pierced directly, right?

"Buzz!"

But at this time, Ning Wuchuan's body suddenly had a burst of spiritual light, which turned into thousands of formations and fell down, enveloping the entire sacred mountain.

And with the strength of these survivors in the Yuanyuan Ancient Realm, it is absolutely impossible to truly break through this formation.

The killing officially begins!

"boom!!"

Ling Xiao grinned, and the moment he stepped forward, the whole space was silently frozen.

Ten thousand ways pass away, time does not exist.