Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

In Ling Xiao's view, if this Huahua is dressed as a man, she can capture the hearts of countless girls without changing her appearance.

Her beauty is more like a kind of unruly sass.

Swallowing Taoism, God Hou Yipin.

The body of the Primordial Heaven-Swallowing Demon Dragon, also known as... the Chaos-Swallowing Heaven-Swallowing Ancestral Dragon.

According to the rumors of the monster clan, the ancestor dragon was the beginning of the creation of the Tao and controlled the way of heaven in the early days.

After the evolution of the era, the prehistoric changes, the rise of the witch clan, and the witch gods offered sacrifices to hundreds of millions of living beings, cursing their fate.

But with the strength of the ancestor of the monster clan, how could he fall easily.

Thus, its soul, blood, spirit, armor, eyes, teeth, horns, demon core and heart turned into nine dragons, rising from the prehistoric.

And this Chaos Heaven Swallowing Ancestral Dragon is one of them.

In the battle of the Lich, although the demon clan was defeated in the end, they withdrew from the stage of the era.

But these nine ancestor dragons are all brave.

Especially this sky-swallowing dragon, which is said to have swallowed three thousand worlds and hundreds of millions of living beings in one bite, and its cultivation base is supreme.

Of course, rumors are rumors after all, Huahua's strength is still low now, but the talent of swallowing has already seen signs.

Don't think about it, this magic dragon will definitely become Ling Xiao's help when he comes to the top of the sky.

More importantly... the Zulong, Yuanfeng, and Qilin clans are the totems of the demon clan.

Even if endless years have passed, the influence of these three primordial beings is still unrivaled.

Therefore, probably one day, when Huahua returns to the Demon Realm, it will definitely cause a great shock.

The universe is thousands and thousands, Ling Xiao believes that there must be a monster race standing in that vast place in the upper realm!

"Okay, I get it, but Huahua, can you get off me first?"

Ling Xiao smiled helplessly, now it seems that the products produced by this system are indeed excellent.

At the very least, the holy blood of the ancestral dragon and the holy blood of the unicorn are worth the cost.

"Oh."

Huahua smiled brightly, revealing a mouthful of sharp white teeth, then let go of Ling Xiao, and stood aside.

"elder brother."

At this time, Ning'er who was standing in the distance just called softly, with a hint of shame on her small face.

"Huh? Ning'er?"

Ling Xiao's eyes were clear, but his heart skipped a beat.

The god will be the first rank, and the way of strength is the rule.

The Eucharist of the Immemorial Eastern Emperor! !

Four thousand luck! !

I just said, the more miserable the birth of these people of destiny, the higher the talent.

Judging from Ning'er's template... Abandoned by her parents at birth, she lives with her mother-in-law.

As a result, all the money on the mother-in-law was robbed.

The two kept their identities incognito and were ridiculed so coldly that they were no different from beggars.

In the end, even the mother-in-law died.

How old is Ning'er?

At the age of eleven or twelve, he has experienced ups and downs in life.

She is obviously the daughter of a royal princess and a war god of a country, but she lives in a dilapidated thatched hut and struggles to survive.

Therefore, from the moment Ling Xiao saw Ning'er, he knew that this girl would become a great weapon in the future.

Sure enough, the way of strength is the Donghuang Holy Body.

This kind of talent, I am afraid that even the top evildoers in the holy states of Central Xinjiang, no, even the arrogance of the upper world, I am afraid it is far behind.

Although Huahua and Ning'er both comprehend only one kind of Dao, but whether it is the Dao of Devouring or the Dao of Strength, they are all top streams among the three thousand Dao.

If it wasn't for Ling Xiao's nine principles now in one, creating the way of demons destroying the world, maybe... he would also be moved.

"Ning'er broke through?"

Ling Xiao smiled, and reached out to rub Ning'er's little head.

Now around Ling Xiao, counting Feng Ling, there are already three lolis.

It's just that loli, who doesn't like it too little?

After all, there are different styles, cute and gentle, arrogant and domineering, or indifferent and noble, each has its own merits.

"Brother, I broke through."

Ning'er smiled sweetly, with a proud look on her face.

I'm afraid no one would have imagined that the body of this little girl in front of him actually contained the divine power enough to destroy the eternity, right?

The name of the Eastern Emperor is known to everyone in Jiutian. It is the first great power to unify the monster clan in ancient times.

And his talent is divine power.

Destroy the eight thousand domains with one punch, and there will be no immortals in the nine heavens and ten places.

And Ning'er, with the body of a human race, comprehended the way of power of this demon saint.

This is somewhat weird.

Could it be that there are other causes and effects on Ning'er?

It was very inexplicable, Ling Xiao's eyes were slightly fixed, but he had some guesses in his heart.

It is absolutely impossible for this so-called sacred body and talent to appear out of thin air, and it will be somewhat contaminated with the cause and effect of heaven.

With the exception of Huahua, it is a product of the system.

So even if the ancestral dragon dies now and never survives forever, she can still be born out of nowhere.

But Ning'er is different. She is a person from this world, but she comprehended the principles of power and awakened the ancient holy body in the wordless book. This is somewhat intriguing.

It's getting more and more interesting.

Immemorial cause and effect, the age of demons, ghosts, immortals and Buddhas?

"Ning'er, what did you see when you observed the Wordless Heavenly Book?"

Ling Xiao's tone was calm, but there was hope in his eyes.

Although neither the Zulong nor the Donghuang is far inferior to his status as a demon.

But if Ning'er is really involved with this monster saint, the four thousand luck is definitely not her limit.

Even Ling Tian's template may not be as good as hers.

"What did you see?"

Ning'er's small face was stunned, and after thinking for a while, the two long ponytails looked extremely cute.

"Brother, I seem to see a very bright light, very bright, so bright that people can't open their eyes..."

"A very bright light?"

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, sure enough!

This girl has some backgrounds that he doesn't know about.

"It seems that there are still many voices, and one of the bells is very loud..."

"The bell?"

"Well, brother, what's the matter?"

Ning'er looked at Ling Xiao with some doubts, but the latter only smiled gently, "It's okay, Ning'er, since you have comprehended the principles of strength, then brother will help you find a handy Lingbao in the past few days."

"Thank you brother."

Ning'er smiled sweetly, but Ling Xiao gave Huahua a meaningful look, "Huahua, follow me to do something."

"Yes! Lord!"

"Remember, outside, call me son."

After the words fell, the figures of Ling Xiao and Huahua disappeared instantly.

Cold Moon Immortal Palace.

Today's Immortal Palace has long lost the sanctity of the past, only a ruined wall and dead trees are left.

Even the aura in the mountains showed some signs of disintegration.

At this time, in front of the mountain top hall, Qin Wushuang stood with his hands behind his back, a touch of worry in his beautiful eyes.

It has been a day, and Ling Xiao and the three members of the holy religion have disappeared for a whole day.

Although Qin Wushuang didn't know where the four of them had gone, they were just...inexplicably worried.

Beside him, Han Qingqiu's expression was calm, but there were only a few remaining disciples of the Han Palace, but all of them were downcast, looking extremely lonely.

The palace lord died, and all the elders were killed.

In the land of Western Xinjiang, there is no such thing as an immortal palace.

"Junior Sister Han, where should I go?"

Many disciples gathered around Han Qingqiu, their faces were a little pale.

"Let's go away each other."

Han Qingqiu's tone was indifferent, but there was a trace of heartlessness in the ears of all the disciples.

"You!! Han Qingqiu, you have no heart!!"

"How does the palace lord treat you? Don't you know? Now that the palace lord has fallen and all the elders are dead, as the descendant of the fairy palace, shouldn't you regroup and revitalize the fairy palace?"

"Revitalize Asgard?"

Han Qingqiu shook his head slightly, a figure in white was reflected in his eyes.

Although the great revenge has been reported, the holy religion has not been eradicated.

My wish is to accompany him to the Nine Heavens.

As for the Cold Moon Immortal Palace, it's none of my business?

Chapter 609, Heavenly Treasure

"Om."

Just when all the disciples on the top of the mountain looked angry and shouted sharply.

Above the void, two figures suddenly came slowly.

Among them, the white clothes that contained the fairy charm instantly made the beautiful eyes of Qin Wushuang and Han Qingqiu twinkle with joy.

"Son!"

"Ling Xiao!"

"What's going on here?"

Ling Xiao's figure descended from the sky, looking at the many cold palace disciples in front of him.

Behind him, Huahua's expression was cold and arrogant, and her eyes turned to Qin Wushuang and Han Qingqiu.

It's just that when he felt the coldness in Ling Xiao's eyes, his delicate body trembled suddenly, and he snorted bitterly in his heart, "Hmph, now that I have transformed, I will also collect all the beauties in the world in the future."

"Young Master Ling Xiao came just in time. My fairy palace is now destroyed, and I hope you will help me to re-establish the sect!"

All the disciples had expectations in their eyes, but the corners of Ling Xiao's mouth twitched in amusement.

"Don't be so troublesome, I have already figured out your way."

As soon as the words fell, without waiting for the group of cold palace disciples to react, they saw a great force descending from the sky, directly taking their figures into the realm.