Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

When the three girls heard this, a look of distress appeared on their pretty faces.

Especially Bai Zhixi hid behind Ling Xiao with a face of fear, her little head shaking like a rattle, "I don't want to practice with this crazy woman! Son, please don't let me go with her. "

"Ok?"

But at this moment, a smile appeared in Ling Xiao's eyes.

Whether it's Huahua or Bai Zhixi, they are all lazy, and they either wander around in the realm on weekdays, or they are gluttonous.

And the King of Feather in front of him probably has a little affection for Tianmo, and feels somewhat jealous towards Huahua and others.

But she is a servant, and she never dares to act recklessly, so Huahua and Bai Zhixi will only suffer from flesh and blood, but not their lives.

Handing over the two daughters to her is a good place to urge her to practice.

"Huahua and Zhixi can follow this Ninth Patriarch to practice, Ziyan doesn't have to."

Ling Xiao said indifferently, and Zi Yan suddenly turned into her body obediently, and threw herself into Ling Xiao's arms, as if she was afraid that he would change his mind.

"Why!!"

Bai Zhixi's black eyebrows were tightly clustered, obviously unwilling.

It's just that when he saw Ling Xiao's face, he immediately let go of his anger, and said nothing resentfully, just pouted his mouth, and he was about to cry.

"Hmph! If you want to be the young master's woman, you are not afraid of being laughed at with such strength! Don't worry, young master, I will definitely discipline them strictly."

Midie snorted coldly, and Ling Xiao had already disappeared into the distance with Ziyan in his arms.

"My lord, let Midie accompany you this time... to fight against the gods."

Looking at the figure that melted into the darkness, the expression on Mi Die's face suddenly turned cold.

Above its head, a pair of black wings spread quietly, enveloping the sky, covering the stars and the moon, revealing endless magic.

Battlefield of Gods, the land of the border.

Ling Cangming and several Ling clan elders have been waiting for a long time.

It wasn't until Ling Xiao's figure descended from the sky that everyone bowed and said, "Meet the young master."

"When you come to the Xuanyuan clan, you must not act recklessly."

Ling Xiao said indifferently, and with a thought, the figures of Xuanyuanyue, Mengyuan and Lin Meng appeared in front of everyone.

But at this moment, when she saw Ling Cangming who was at the front of the crowd, Xuanyuan Yue's eyes clearly flashed with a complex meaning.

"I've seen Patriarch Ling."

"Yue'er, long time no see."

After all, although Ling Xiao has no feelings for Ling Cangming, Xuanyuanyue is his daughter-in-law.

At the beginning, her marriage with Ling Tianlin was arranged by Ling Cangming.

No matter how much resentment Xuanyuanyue had in her heart, she still maintained a bit of demeanor at this moment.

"Mother, remember to send me a message if you have anything to do. Meng'er can stay with me, and I will find her a good place to go."

Now Ling Xiao has a good understanding of the forces in the Qingcang world.

In Zhuge Yuntian's memory, he actually saw an ancient sect named Shenghuo Shenzong, respected by fire, and also belonged to Qingcang Dazong, with great power.

But the successor of this sect made Ling Xiao have some guesses.

This person practiced the way of pill fire. It is said that when he was in the realm of the god emperor, he fused a heaven and earth spirit fire.

It's just that when the spiritual fire was fused at the beginning, it was said that he left behind a hidden disease, and often suffered from backlash.

If Ling Xiao's predictions are correct, this young master of the Holy Fire is probably practicing the burning scriptures passed down by Ling Lao.

As for the backlash of the spiritual fire, it is probably related to the incompleteness of his practice of burning scriptures.

Yiling is so old and startled, even if he is plotted to fall by his disciples, how can he not have a backup.

It stands to reason that this young master of the holy fire should be Lin Xi's small climax after going to the realm, but now, Ling Xiao plans to avenge Ling Lao, and help the holy fire sect find a new young master by the way.

After all, the kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring, and the elder Ling generously gave us the burning scriptures, how can we forget this kindness?

I, Ling Xiao, am righteous, true and kind, and the world should take this as an example!

Gan!

Chapter 938, Ling Clan Divine Bone

"It's… okay."

Xuanyuanyue was silent for a long time before she nodded.

For the girls beside Ling Xiao, she naturally has the deepest affection for Lin Meng.

It's just that in the final analysis, in Xuanyuanyue's eyes, these women are not only Ling Xiao's concubines, but also the power in his hands.

Ling Xiao probably had some intentions in keeping Lin Meng behind, but she couldn't say much.

"There is the Patriarch of Labor."

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, and watched Ling Cangming, Xuanyuanyue and others disappear into the night before waving his hand to call Xiao Poor out of the realm.

"My lord? This is... Wow Cao! Such a strong aura! Could it be that this is the Qingcang Realm?!"

Xiao Po's expression was shocked, with an exaggerated expression on his face.

But Ling Xiao just glanced at him indifferently, and said calmly, "I haven't returned for 300 years, I think you miss your relatives and friends in the clan, go."

"Huh? My lord, you mean..."

Xiao Po's fat face trembled, and then he seemed to think of something, and then he straightened his back and said solemnly, "Hehe, the lord was joking, family affection is not important! Now Xiao Po's duty is to protect the lord. Come on, accompany the Lord to conquer the world, this wish has not been fulfilled, how dare Xiao Poor be greedy for personal affection?"

"Are you really not going back?"

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and a smile suddenly rose from the corner of his mouth.

"Uh... the lord is really willing to let me go back to my family?"

Xiao Po's eyes trembled slightly, and he asked tentatively.

"Put this sound transmission talisman away, and send it to me if you need anything."

Ling Xiao casually threw a sound transmission talisman to Xiao Po, turned around and walked towards the depths of God's Battlefield.

Xiao Po, on the other hand, stared blankly at the figure walking away, and was stunned for a long while, when tears suddenly appeared in his eyes.

He did not have deep feelings for the Xiao Clan.

It's just that there is still a younger sister in the family. I don't know how the past 300 years have passed.

"My lord! When the Xiao Poor Hui family visits my sister, I will come back immediately to repay your kindness!!"

After saying that, for the first time a sincere look appeared on Xiao Po's face, and he bowed deeply to Ling Xiao.

But Ling Xiao just waved his hand without turning his head.

Xiao Po has already surrendered, and he will definitely not betray him. Now that he returns to the Xiao Clan, according to the plot, he will probably go through hardships.

When the time comes, Ling Xiao's role will be the one hundred thousand divine soldiers descended from the sky to help him control the Xiao Clan.

In this way, the two clans of Ye and Xiao are reduced to Ling Xiao's help, and Ling Xiao can be regarded as having his own foundation in this Qingcang world.

With all the chess pieces falling, this chess game will slowly unfold.

Only this time, the opponent Ling Xiao faced was no longer Ye Luoyun, but countless ancient powerhouses who were his peers, even far more terrifying than her.

Just like the missing world lord, his scheming and boldness were enough to make Ling Xiao fearful.

To really conquer this realm, what Ling Xiao has to do is not to crush the four realms like the one below, and then use the power of the four realms to destroy the ruler of this realm.

This is the Qingcang Realm, a field of thousands of stars, with countless forces.

Even if the Ling clan is powerful, it is obviously a bit whimsical to fight against the Ten Thousand Domains and Ten Thousand Sects with one's own power.

Therefore, Ling Xiao planned to change his strategy this time.

He wants to disrupt this prosperous world with his own hands, and then be the only savior.

"My lord, they've all left, and it's suddenly deserted."

Feng Ruge, Su Yan, and Lin Meng followed Ling Xiao, looking a little lonely.

Bai Ling is still cultivating in the realm. For this destined daughter who once lost her cultivation base and the qualification to follow Ling Xiao, there is nothing more important than cultivation.

What is lost and found is precious.

Oh, and if there's anything more important, it's the older brother.

"Ruge, this realm is boundless and vast, don't you want to go out and explore?"

Ling Xiao turned to look at Feng Ruge, although this woman always thought that she was a villain, but in fact, her luck value was much higher than that of Lin Meng and others.

"Me? I'd better forget about it! I'll just stay by Young Master's side and help Young Master take care of the realm."

Feng Ruge shook her head, with her dogged ways, she was naturally unwilling to do anything risky.

What's more, when all the girls left, she had the chance to occupy the young master.

"Alright."

Ling Xiao nodded indifferently, but a cold and beautiful face gradually became clear in front of him.

Gu Chaoci.

Although Ling Xiao knew from the first time he saw this woman that her cultivation was bound to be terrifying.

But he still seems to have underestimated Gu Chaoci's strength.

The ancient dynasty of Xianhuang was the top immortal dynasty in Qing Cang's world. Although it failed to rank among the supreme and immortal, it still controlled countless territories.

As for Gu Chaoci, he came to the throne at the age of only a hundred and became a female emperor.

Her name is enough to be compared with the young master who has not been born for a long time in the Lord's Hall.

Wushuang Xianzi, the first empress of Qingcang.

What's more, in Zhuge Yuntian's memory, this empress is the only obsession in the hearts of Qing Cang's countless young evildoers.

This fairyland is vast, and it can be called a generation under a thousand years old.

But Gu Chaoci stepped into the holy realm in only 200 years.

Originally, in the eyes of everyone, she was enough to create an era and become Qingcang's next emperor.

However, due to unknown reasons, the ancient dynasty of Xianhuang had undergone drastic changes in the past year. This female emperor was deposed by the Gu family and confined in the deep palace.

Although Ling Xiao didn't know whether such a change had anything to do with her experience of splitting her soul, but...if anyone in the Gu clan dared to hurt her in the slightest, Ling Xiao didn't mind making this clan completely disappear in the Qingcang world.

Although! !

The Ling clan is not allowed to enter the world now, in case they are plotted against by the world lord.

But Gu Chaoci cannot be humiliated.

When the ceremony of the young master of the Ling clan ended, Ling Xiao had completely got rid of the suspicion of the demon, and it was time to meet the empress of the Xian Dynasty.

"Thirteenth Patriarch, take me to the place where the magic bones are sealed."

Deep in the ancestral land of the Ling clan, Ling Xiao followed Ling Yuanxing to a high mountain.

This mountain is tens of thousands of feet high, and the top of the head is a galaxy of thousands of miles. There are overlapping Taoist rhymes that evolve into the sky, covering up the secrets of heaven.

And on the top of the mountain, an ancient black temple stands quietly, revealing the vastness.

There seems to be a divine splendor rippling in it, transforming Taixuan into the Qing Dynasty, and reincarnating through the ages.

"Young master, this is the forbidden land of our Ling clan. A demon bone is enshrined in it, as well as the great rhyme of heaven and earth accumulated by our Ling clan over the past 10 years."

Ling Yuanxing's eyes were dignified, yet excited. For them, the Heavenly Demon was their faith.

The strength of the Ling clan gathers the auras of all directions here, warming and nourishing the devil's bone, hoping that one day, this bone can reappear in the world.

"Does the Thirteenth Patriarch know how many devil bones there are?"

Ling Xiao raised his head and looked at the top of the demon palace, only to see that there seemed to be a spiritual whirlpool, together with the heaven and the earth, gathering Zhou Tian's aura here.

In the spiritual vortex, Ling Xiao could see the evolution of countless gods, the change of dynasties, the new sprouts of dead trees, the fall of immortals and Buddhas, and the rebirth of bones.

There is a kind of mysterious and mysterious opportunity of birth and death flowing in it, which makes people seem to see the true meaning of reincarnation.