Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

Before he could react, he saw that the world in front of him suddenly became dark, and a round of black moon lay across the sky, emitting a strange blood light.

"In front of me, if you want to die, you have to ask my permission."

Ling Xiao looked indifferent, and cut out the black knife in his hand.

In just a short moment, the heads of the large number of strong men fell down neatly.

From the beginning to the end, Qin Wushuang didn't say a word, but just watched what happened before him with a cold expression.

In the blink of an eye, this young man... actually killed six god emperors?

What's wrong with this world?

Today's god emperor has fallen into such an unbearable situation?

Kill if you say kill?

Difficult to die?

Especially the indifference on Ling Xiao's face made the Great Qin Demon Emperor feel a kind of coldness from the bottom of his heart.

and! !

What made Qin Wushuang feel even more weird was that the young man's figure, like a ghost, disappeared without a trace immediately.

"Brother, you should lead the troops into the Great Zhou Palace first, and all the officials and generals of the Great Zhou will be killed without mercy."

The truth that wildfires cannot burn out has existed since ancient times.

Although Xijiang is just a small foothold on the way of Ling Xiaoxian.

But... the villain, he would rather kill the wrong one than let him go.

In the realm.

Ling Xiao looked at the pile of corpses in front of him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he inserted the black blade in his hand, devouring all the corpses of the strong men in an instant.

He had a hunch that today's ancient magic blade would completely bloom with magic brilliance.

"Om!!"

really! ! !

As the corpse of the last god emperor turned into ashes, a dense magic light suddenly lit up on the ancient magic blade.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of phantoms have evolved.

There are dragons soaring into the sky and the earth, there are giant shadows tearing apart the clouds and sky, there are gods roaring unwillingly, and there are big birds crying and dying with blood.

Even Ling Xiao had never seen most of them.

But the spiritual prestige exuding from them can be said to be destructive and eternal.

One swipe can destroy a realm era.

Inexplicably, Ling Xiao seemed to feel that these terrifying creatures all fell under this magic blade.

In the ancient times, gods and demons competed for the throne.

Ling Xiao doesn't know how many real immortals, supreme beings, there are in the world.

But there is no doubt that the owner of this magic blade is the one who stands on the top of the sky above thousands of gods and demons.

"Om."

Just when Ling Xiao was secretly amazed, there was a loud buzzing in his ears.

Then, a phantom seemed to come across the ages, and stood quietly in front of Ling Xiao.

At this time, his figure was a little blurry, as if it was gathered by demon energy, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

But the aura on his body is a domineering intention that dominates the world.

"Roar!!"

Thousands of phantoms of gods and demons uttered a mournful cry in an instant, which contained pain, anger, despair, and a trace of fear that was not concealed at all.

I saw that phantom suddenly grasped the magic blade and cut it down gently.

"The nine immemorial forms, the first form, punish the sky."

Chapter 459, My Great Wish

"This is!!!"

Ling Xiao's eyes widened suddenly, and he watched helplessly as a ray of magic radiance bloomed on the ancient magic blade, which turned into a ten thousand zhang sword light out of thin air.

The world collapsed, and the avenue did not exist.

With the power of punishing the heavens, he annihilated... all enemies in front of him.

"boom!"

The sword glow fell, and the whole realm trembled for a moment.

Faintly, Ling Xiao seemed to see, in a corner of the day, he seemed to see the world outside the bounds.

And the shadows of the thousands of gods and demons all let out a wail, and then completely turned into ashes.

"What a terrible knife art..."

Rao Ling Xiao was looking at the specter standing proudly in front of him with shocking eyes at this time, with nothing but awe in his heart.

One knife, killing gods and demons.

Heaven and earth, who else but me?

Worthy of being a Heavenly Demon, worthy of being an Immemorial Demon Blade, this kind of dominance really shocked the world.

"clang."

It wasn't until the magic blade fell to the ground that the phantom dissipated by itself, and Ling Xiao bent down to pick it up and held it in his hand.

Obviously, this form of punishing the sky was only awakened after thousands of blood souls.

The first form has such power and influence. I don't know how unsurpassed and domineering the remaining eight forms should be?

"Ling Xiao, you are really getting worse and worse."

Just as Ling Xiao retracted his knife and was about to leave the domain, there was a faint voice of contempt suddenly from behind him.

"Wind chime? Are you finally willing to come out?"

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and turned to look at the thin and small black-clothed figure.

"Hmph! That woman is gone, why can't I come out?"

Feng Ling's small mouth pouted slightly, apparently he had also been suffocated in the Demon Suppressing Tower during this period of time.

"Why do you hate Qingchan so much?"

Ling Xiao frowned, "Do you know her identity?"

"It's not that I hate her, it's that the aura of this family is disgusting!"

Feng Ling snorted coldly, looked up at the Heavenly Palace in the distance, then shrugged his nose lightly, "Ling Xiao, your place is not bad, the aura is very strong, and... it seems to have a lot of scent of spiritual grass."

"Wind Chimes!! Listen to me..."

Ling Xiao's eyes were slightly focused, but Feng Ling's face showed a sly look, the two small tiger teeth gleamed coldly, and disappeared in the same place as soon as he stepped forward.

"you…"

Ling Xiao gritted his teeth fiercely, but finally sighed lightly.

What this little ancestor wanted to do, he couldn't stop him at all.

But... this family?

What kind of secret is hidden in Ye Qingchan?

In the Great Zhou Imperial Palace, blood flowed into rivers.

According to Ling Xiao's order, all Zhou Dynasty officials will be killed without mercy.

Ning Tiance and the others stood under His Highness, looking at the figure of the young man sitting on the throne, with a trace of awe in their eyes.

From the northern border to Yunfang City, along the way, Ling Xiao has used methods and strength to frighten everyone.

One emperor succeeds, and all bones are withered.

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers died in one battle, and the dynasty that had ruled the western border for hundreds of years was destroyed overnight.

This was impossible in the past history.

But Fan Dynasty is already the top power standing in the western border, and its background strength can be called terrifying.

Although Ling Xiao conquered the Zhou Dynasty more or less borrowed the power of Ning Tiance and the powerful Daxia, but...

It is undeniable that being able to make them surrender willingly is already an astonishing means.

Dazhou Manchu, 160 seven living beings, were all killed.

The three god emperors of the Zhou clan and one ancestor who was close to the eighth rank all died today.

The remaining gods, kings and marquises are either stationed at the border or enjoying themselves in the fiefdoms. Now they are just fish on the chopping board, waiting to be slaughtered.

"Brother, now that Yunfang City has been defeated, there must still be remnants of the Zhou Dynasty in the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty. You can lead the army to put down the chaos. As for the imperial city... leave it to the National Teacher for the time being."

Ling Xiao glanced at Qiao Yunli, and the latter's face froze immediately, and he hurriedly bowed down.

Ling Xiao doesn't care about the dynasty or anything.

Once the treasury was searched and the dragon veins were seized, the so-called dynasty was nothing but an empty shell.

But those [-] blood dragon guards are worth cultivating.

In Daqin, Xiao Beifa sits in command, and beside him are Xing Shen and Huo Heng, two fourth-rank god emperors, following him.

Even if Qin Wushuang had some secrets, it didn't look like much threat at the moment.

"As for the Great Zhou throne...cousin, are you interested?"

Ling Xiao suddenly looked at Qin Wushuang, with a gentle smile on his lips.

"Ok?"

With Qin Wushuang's indifferent temperament, Rao couldn't help but tremble in his heart at this moment, and looked at Ling Xiao in disbelief.

What does he mean?

The mountains and rivers that have been laid down so hard...will you give them to me?

Suddenly, Qin Wushuang felt as if he underestimated this boy.

Originally, she was still thinking about how to keep the Daqin Jiangshan in her hands.

But right now, it seems that the honor of the throne is not worth mentioning in the eyes of this young man?

Especially at this time, the clarity in Ling Xiao's eyes made Qin Wushuang feel a different kind of shock in his heart.

"Without merit...not rewarded..."

But in the end, Qin Wushuang shook his head and did not accept Ling Xiao's kindness.

She wanted to submit to the eight dynasties, but Ling Xiao always gave her a very dangerous feeling.

This kind of benefit comes too easily, but it is disturbing.

"Oh, big brother, how about I give you the throne?"

Ling Xiao smiled lightly, it seemed that in his eyes, the throne or something was just a hot potato, and whoever liked to sit would sit.

The whole hall fell silent instantly.

Everyone looked at the young man sitting on the golden chair with complicated emotions in their eyes.

In the past, when the emperor won the country, the first thing he did was to kill the meritorious general.

Can…

Mr. Ling Xiao, you are righteous, loyal and admirable! !

"Brother Xiao!! All the generals in the northern border, I only want to conquer the world with you, not for fame or fortune, just to... realize your great wish!!"

Ning Tiance bowed suddenly and bowed deeply to Ling Xiao.