Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

"This is…"

Elder Dan opened the bag of heaven and earth, and his eyes froze when he saw the dazzling array of strange materials from heaven and earth inside.

In just an instant, a smile appeared on his old face.

Knew it.

Moyan may turn Yu'er into a demon, but in his heart, he still cares about me as a master.

Every spiritual material in this universe bag is considered rare.

Even looking at the western border, it is as difficult as heaven to find these kinds of spiritual materials.

He gave it to me so easily.

There was no hesitation, nor any reluctance.

Tears gradually blurred his eyes, Elder Dan took a deep breath, and smiled gently at Ling Xiao, "Don't worry, my lord, with me here, this medicine hall will definitely become the most prosperous alchemy sect in Western Xinjiang. Apart from alchemy, I will Pass on to them the ancient formula of alchemy, so that they can all be independent."

Until this time, Elder Dan still didn't know that this Fangyujie was the evolution of Ling Xiao.

In other words, in a barren place like Shengzhou, no one can possess the divine power of the Evolution Realm.

Ling Xiao nodded and smiled, then turned and walked towards the Tiandian.

puff.

Another moved.

Ling Xiao's move was of course to help Elder Dan regain his strength.

After all, only an alchemy emperor of the fifth rank of god emperor can display his most scorching light of life.

"elder brother!!"

Ning'er's shout came from a distance, and Ling Xiao's figure fell from mid-air, and hugged the little girl who had stolen in his arms.

In the next moment, his eyes froze quietly.

I saw that at this time, Ning'er's realm has entered the late stage of breaking the delusion, which is even more exaggerated than Han Zhan.

Moreover, the most important thing is that her luck has actually risen to two thousand.

"Brother! Where have you been these few days? Why haven't you come back to see Ning'er?"

Ning'er looked up at Ling Xiao, pouted and complained.

"Sister Qingchan is gone, you don't want to come back, do you?"

"No way, my brother has some things to do these few days, you stay here to practice obediently, isn't Miss Fengling accompanying you?"

Ling Xiao smiled wryly, and looked in the direction of the main hall.

I saw Feng Ling, dressed in black, sitting on the top of the hall, and glanced at him coldly.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but at this moment Ling Xiao seems to see that the wind chime seems to be... a little bigger.

Although not obvious, there are indeed ups and downs.

"Hee hee, it's fortunate that little ancestor Feng Ling brought Ning'er to play, otherwise he would be really bored to death."

"Playing? Have you been playing all these days?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly, with some surprise in his tone.

Gan!

What do you mean, you broke through a big realm in cultivation after just playing around?

"Yes, brother, my little ancestor took me to many places, and we ate and played while eating. We were so happy..."

Ning'er smiled brightly, and her eyes were pure and clear.

But Ling Xiao had some guesses in his heart.

I'm afraid that what Fengling took her to eat was not some ordinary mountain treasures, but most of them were fairy materials from his spiritual nursery.

Although there is Han standing, there must be an inexhaustible supply of spiritual grass and immortal Jin.

But the celestial card is overbearing, but Han Zhan's strength is not enough.

It takes time for this spiritual material to grow!

It seems that if you have time, you should pay more attention to Han Zhan and ask him to work harder.

If you want the horse to run fast, of course you can't feed the horse grass, you have to give him medicine!

"Hehe, don't just play around on weekdays, practice hard."

Ling Xiao rubbed the blue hair on the top of Ning'er's head, then turned to look at Feng Ling, "Can't you teach her some powerful skills and supernatural powers?"

"How do you know I didn't teach?"

Feng Ling looked at Ling Xiao coldly, with a look of arrogance on his face.

It seemed that in front of Ning'er, she had to maintain this majesty.

"Ning'er, practice hard with your little sister Fengling, she is amazing."

Ling Xiao ignored Feng Ling, this girl has a weird temper and a changeable personality, but she has no bad intentions.

With her accompanying Ning'er, Ling Xiao felt at ease.

"Well, brother, don't worry, Ning'er will definitely work hard. My little ancestor said that my brother is a big devil. If I want to follow my brother, I must be ruthless and kill many people! Ning'er is working hard."

Ning'er nodded solemnly, but hearing what she said, Ling Xiao almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Gan! !

I knew it! !

Follow the wind chimes, this little girl will learn to be bad sooner or later!

"Uh, huh, Ning'er actually doesn't need to learn these things, as long as you practice hard, your cultivation base is strong, and you can protect yourself."

Ling Xiao smiled awkwardly, but Ning'er shook her head seriously, "My little ancestor also said that my brother would kill useless burdens... I... I... woohoo, I don't want to be a burden."

Ning'er burst into tears suddenly, looking miserable, obviously she had been stimulated by Feng Ling's side these few days.

"Would you stop scaring her all the time?"

Ling Xiao frowned, and turned to look at Fengling.

"Am I wrong?"

Feng Ling snorted coldly, a rare embarrassment flashed across his small face.

I'm afraid she didn't expect that the girl Ning'er would tell Ling Xiao everything she said.

"Ning'er, brother won't hurt you, don't worry."

A smile rose from the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth, but in the end he didn't argue with Feng Ling, and his figure disappeared in place.

What a joke.

Isn't it a kind of enjoyment to keep such a cute little green plum by your side to raise it?

Although we are not the protagonists of Destiny, can't we enjoy their opening treatment?

According to the plot, a heroine like Ning'er, who was supposed to run through the life of the Son of Destiny, will inevitably awaken a very strong talent in the future.

Besides, when I grow to eighteen, I won't be able to eat much rice.

I, Ling Xiao, am I such a stingy person?

Chapter 493, Deployment in Southern Border

Domain boundary, in front of a palace in the north.

Ling Xiao's figure appeared out of thin air, and dozens of figures came from all directions below, standing respectfully.

At this time, they stood in front of Ling Xiao, their faces were all indifferent, like sculptures, and they never made a sound.

"You go to the southern border, look for opportunities based on your respective strengths, join forces, and then wait for my orders."

As soon as the words fell, I saw the sixty young Tianjiao bowed in an instant, and disappeared in place with Ling Xiao's figure.

Ling Xiao had never been to the southern border.

But it is said that this place is an endless sea area. Although there are human races living here, most of them are barbaric and alien races, and they do not practice Taoism, but some evil and evil Gu skills.

Of course, it is the Jiao people and many sea people who really occupy the position of ruler of southern border.

Some of these sea tribes contain prehistoric bloodlines and have a long history, but they should not stay away from the sea for too long.

Otherwise, the current owner of the holy state may not necessarily be the human race.

Of course, although there are countless rare treasures in the sea area, it is too risky for the human race.

So in recent years, the Holy Cult's control over southern Xinjiang has been relatively loose, which shows that this place is dangerous.

These sixty hidden guards are all taught by Duoying, and they are extremely talented. Some of them even have good luck and are good at concealing assassination techniques. They will enter the southern border first. As far as it is concerned, it can also be called a helping hand.

Even if they all perish in the southern border, at worst, they can find another batch to come and train them, it can't be called a loss.

Moreover, since southern Xinjiang is feared by the holy religion, there must be some strong people among them.

From Han Qingqiu and Jiuyou's mouth, Ling Xiao already knew that the Holy Cult has been hunting and killing Tianjiao evildoers who embody Daoism for a hundred years.

There are many alien races in southern Xinjiang, and they are not controlled by the holy religion. Maybe there will be some vigorously growing leeks among them.

Whether I go or not is one thing, but for the villain, you must do things without leaking, and plan ahead.

Moreover, the most important point is that these sixty dark guards are not directly controlled by Ling Xiao, and there is no soul seal in their soul sea, so there is no risk of exposure.

It's just that their wisps of consciousness are held in the hands of Duoying, so there is no possibility of betrayal.

In this way, southern Xinjiang has a lot to offer.

Daqin Imperial Palace, in front of the main hall.

Qin Wushuang was dressed in an imperial robe and stood with his hands behind his back.

Seven days, a full seven days.

She stood in front of the hall like this, looking at the sky, as if she was waiting for someone.

Behind him, Hu Yan, Yan Zheng, and Xiao Beifa stood silently.

Farther away, countless guards of the forbidden army held long knives and stood ready.

"Dijun, you can't wait any longer, if you wait any longer... the corpse of Mr. Wupo will stink!"

Hu Yan sighed, with some worry in his old eyes.

That day, Ling Xiao and the evil spirit disappeared at the same time, and never appeared again.

Although the three of them killed the three soul slaves, but...

To be able to hold the Three Emperors as slaves, how powerful should the demon be?

Ling Xiao was so talented that he could even see the weirdness of the cat beast at a glance.

But after all, he is only a seventeen-year-old boy, and his cultivation is at most in the realm of a god general.

So how could it be the opponent of the demon?

Qin Wushuang sighed softly, after a few days, her pretty face was tired.

That day she saw her father's soul being refined into a soul slave with her own eyes, and she was heartbroken.

But after all, it has been ten years since her father's death, and the grief and indignation in her heart is real, but it is no longer intense.

In this world, there is nothing more devastating than a sudden loss.

Qin Wushuang experienced it once, but at that time, Wupo was still young, she shouldered the responsibility and dared not commit suicide.

Unexpectedly, ten years later, she experienced it again.

Qin Wushuang had complicated feelings for Ling Xiao.

From the initial alertness to the subsequent dependence.

Every word of that young man seems to contain sunshine, which warms the heart.

even! !