Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

Coincidentally, my Heavenly Demon Palace still lacks a group of handymen.

Since you don't want to leave, then...stay forever.

"Ling Xiao! How are you, those three holy elders..."

Han Qingqiu rushed to Ling Xiao's side in one step, with a look of worry on her pretty face.

Others don't know, but Han Qingqiu knows the relationship between Ling Xiao and Shengjiao.

During the battle just now, she obeyed orders and hid in the mountains, but did not show up.

But at the last moment, Ling Xiao disappeared together with the three saints, which still made her feel a little uneasy.

But fortunately, since the young master is back, I am afraid that the three members of the Holy Cult are probably... cold.

As for those hundreds of cold palace disciples just now, I advise you to leave separately, this is considered to be a repayment of fellowship.

Now that you have fallen into the hands of the young master, it is your good fortune, and you deserve what you deserve.

Not far away, Qin Wushuang's original steps suddenly stopped.

Especially the concern on Han Qingqiu's face made her feel an inexplicable sense of loss in her heart.

After all, those two days were all the happiness in her life.

"It's okay, you wait for me here."

Now that the Nine Dragons Prisoner Formation has five remaining dragon veins, it can be completed.

In the land of Western Xinjiang, the Seven Dynasties fell.

It's just that the dragon veins are still there, maybe a real dragon will be born in the future.

Since Ling Xiao intends to hand over Xijiang to Qin Wushuang's control, he naturally wants to remove all obstacles for her.

Collect all the dragon veins in the world, leaving only Daqin alone.

In this way, the Qin Dynasty is orthodox, occupying all the luck in the west.

With Han Qingqiu leading the way, it can save a lot of time.

"it is good."

Han Qingqiu nodded slightly, and retreated behind Ling Xiao.

"Wushuang, I will send you back to court first."

Ling Xiao smiled gently. At this time, there was no trace of demonic energy radiating from his body, but instead, there was a sense of Dao charm and purple energy close to him.

"Ah."

Qin Wushuang gritted his teeth, but in the end he didn't ask any more questions, and walked down the mountain side by side with Ling Xiao.

At this moment, there was a hint of sadness in her eyes.

She knew that maybe the day of parting with Ling Xiao would not be too long.

"Ling Xiao."

Thinking like this, Qin Wushuang took the initiative to hold Ling Xiao's arm, and pressed his whole body against her body.

"Let's go, I will accompany you well these few days."

Ling Xiao patted Qin Wushuang's fragrant shoulders lightly. Behind the two, Ning Tiance, Xiao Beifa and others followed after hundreds of miles away.

Until everyone walked to the sky, on the top of the mountain, Ling Xiao's figure suddenly emerged, watching the purple qi Wushou Dao body disappear with cold eyes.

Now, he doesn't know whether the divine master still has the soul card to control the powerful of the Holy Cult.

Therefore, he used the Dao body as bait and put it in the game.

Once the God Lord comes in person, he will definitely go to Daqin to look for Ling Xiao.

At that time, his body can also deal with it.

And if there is nothing wrong with the Taoist body in the end, and the divine lord has not come, it proves that the latter really did not know about the fall of the divine envoy.

In this way, Ling Xiao can come to southern Xinjiang in the name of the Holy Son.

After all, Mengyuan is in charge of the power of the holy religion, which seems like a kind of experience no matter how you look at it.

According to Ling Xiao's speculation, the divine lord is not aware of the coming of the demon, so there is a high probability that no one in the holy state dares to disrespect the holy religion.

Mengyuan has not returned, and she is just practicing in the world.

Everything is seamless.

However, Ling Xiao was somewhat puzzled about Meng Yuan's identity.

Since she is the Holy Son of the Holy Church, she should have enjoyed the supreme honor.

But why... the God Lord deliberately concealed her appearance and identity, and even the people of the Holy Cult didn't know her origin?

Moreover, just now that Ling Xiao captured Meng Yuan, he realized that there was a ray of monster energy sealed in her body.

This made Ling Xiao feel even more tricky.

If it wasn't for the power of his heavenly demon that penetrated into Mengyuan's body, even with the perception of his soul of the seventh rank of the god emperor, he would not have been able to detect it before.

Could it be that Meng Yuan is the illegitimate daughter of the God Lord and a member of the Monster Race?

The divine master of the Holy Religion teaches his disciples by slaying demons and eliminating demons, but she hides the secret of her demon body?

However, being able to hand over the power of the holy religion to a girl in her early twenties shows that the god master really trusts Meng Yuan.

In this way, this woman may become an important chess piece for Ling Xiao to destroy the Holy Cult.

Hehe, Miss Meng, I heard that you are good at teaching and teaching, and Ling would like to hear about it for the rest of his life.

only…

I don't know if Mengyuan knows that she is a demon one day, will she completely shatter her Dao heart?

Inexplicably, Ling Xiao suddenly thought of the ancient glazed pagoda in the sea of ​​souls.

God Lord, Guta, Ye Fan, Bai Zhirou, Meng Yuan, the last descendant of the Heavenly Demon, and... Ye Qingchan, what kind of relationship do these people have?

"Sir?"

On the top of the mountain, Han Qingqiu looked at the figure of the young man standing with his hands behind his back, his beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.

She turned her head and glanced at the skyline, somewhat confused in her heart.

Why did the son... come back?

"Let's go, first collect the background of this fairy palace, and then go to the emperors of several great dynasties."

Ling Xiao turned around and walked towards the back mountain.

And Han Qingqiu didn't ask any further questions, and disappeared right after him.

The Hanyue Immortal Palace was founded by Ye Luoyun thousands of years ago, and its background can be called terrifying.

Even compared to the holy religion, this fairy palace seems to have existed for a longer time.

Therefore, when Ling Xiao followed Han Qingqiu to a hidden ancient temple in the back mountain, his face was full of shock due to his disposition.

I saw that in the hall, there were countless elixir of spiritual treasures, placed in rows.

Among them, there are many unrivaled Taoist artifacts and seventh-rank panacea.

Especially the golden halberd placed in the middle of the ancient hall made Ling Xiao's eyes narrow and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, the Dao pattern overflowed on the divine halberd, faintly transforming into a dragon shape, roaring in the sky.

"This halberd is called the God-breaking Halberd. It is said that it is made of divine iron from the upper realm. It weighs ten thousand catties. It is difficult for even a god emperor to exert its true power, and...

"This halberd has spirit, and no one has ever been able to tame it. Although it is a treasure inherited from the Immortal Palace, no one has ever been able to use it."

Han Qingqiu glanced at Ling Xiao in surprise, obviously not understanding why the young master showed such joyful expression.

"The treasure that reaches the sky."

With just one glance, Ling Xiao was overwhelmed by the power contained in this divine halberd.

"Good stuff, and...a perfect fit."

Chapter 610, Prepare to go south

"Sir?"

Han Qingqiu looked surprised as Ling Xiao walked up to the divine halberd, and held it in his hand.

In an instant, dragon chant resounded throughout the entire ancient temple.

A ray of golden light burst out, and the meaning of terrifying killing evolved into a boundless vision.

It can be vaguely seen that a golden dragon shadow shattered the sky, descended from the sky, and turned into a red golden halberd standing in the void.

Around it, there are thousands of rays of light and thousands of streaks.

The sun and the moon have no light, the universe is reversed, and the sky and the earth seem to be sinking and floating under this halberd.

And with Ling Xiao's divine power, he could feel a great pressure coming from his hands at this time.

even! !

There seems to be a ray of power in it, struggling hard, revealing the will not to admit defeat.

"Still struggling!!"

Ling Xiao yelled angrily, and behind him, suddenly there was a demonic energy rushing into the sky, turning into a hundred-foot-high demonic shadow, shocking the world.

In his hand, the golden halberd let out a mournful cry immediately, and the golden dragon on it roared, and finally turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

In the main hall, Han Qingqiu stared at the Heaven-breaking Halberd in horror with her beautiful eyes, and the awe of Ling Xiao in her heart became stronger.

The supreme treasure that even the god emperor could not tame, fell into the young master's hands like a plaything.

Suddenly, Han Qingqiu felt a little inferior in his heart.

With her talent, Sanzhou is also considered to be top-notch.

The three paths are close to the body, and the natural spiritual veins are born.

The main body is also a ninth-grade divine pill, and its response to the aura of heaven and earth is far from comparable to that of flesh and blood.

But in front of Ling Xiao, she still seemed so small.

Even the qualification to stand beside him is like a gift from the young master.

"Qingqiu, see if there is anything you like, just take it."

Ling Xiao took out the Qiankun ring, and took all the spiritual treasure pills in the palace back into his hands.

Beside him, Huahua's eyes flashed with greed, but under the shock of Ling Xiao's demon power, she didn't dare to move slightly.

"Thank you sir."

Han Qingqiu leaned slightly, glanced over the Zangbao Pavilion, and finally picked up one of the Dao swords and stood beside Ling Xiao.

"Let's go! After taking away the dragon veins of the Cold Moon Immortal Palace, it's time to go to the other great dynasties."

In the end, Ling Xiao took the Lingbao in the pavilion into his pocket, and headed towards the back mountain with Han Qingqiu and Huahua.

As far as the ancient sect is concerned, the dragon veins are bound to be terrifying.

Especially the fairy sects like Hanyue Immortal Palace that have been passed down for thousands of years have a terrifying background and strong people emerge in large numbers.

Not only because this sect inherits martial arts and martial arts from the upper realm, but more importantly, this dragon vein occupies a part of heaven and earth luck.

It is also the land of Western Xinjiang, and it is obvious that the aura on this fairy mountain is a bit more intense.

Practicing here all the year round, comprehending in the Dao, and improving the cultivation base will have infinite benefits.

Ling Xiao stood in the depths of the fairy mountain with his hands behind his back, looking at a straight mountain in front of him, his eyes were calm.

At this time, he could feel that in this peak, there was aura full of aura, and the flow of Taoism should be where the dragon vein was.

Of course, with Ling Xiao's current methods, it is still a bit laborious to suppress the dragon veins.

With Xiong Huan here, everything is different.

"Om."

The sky-shattering buzz resounded, and Xiong Huan's figure suddenly emerged from the void.