Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

"Master... Lord! I want to accompany Yu'er first, and wait until she is emotionally stable before making any plans."

"Alright! Senior..."

"Don't worry, as long as Xiao Poor doesn't die, he is the young master of the Xiao Clan."

The white-haired old man nodded, but what he said was somewhat weird.

"Young Master Ling Xiao! Please, my Xiao Clan's Treasure Hall has countless exercises, pills, and spirit treasures. Today, the young master can choose five of them at will."

In the end, under the guidance of the white-haired old man, Ling Xiao and others came to an ancient stone temple deep in the Lingshan of the Xiao Clan.

Before approaching, everyone felt an extremely terrifying aura fluctuation.

This time, Ling Xiao didn't hesitate, walked into the hall, and chose three holy artifacts, a classic and an eighth-grade elixir.

"Patriarch Tingfeng stay for a while, if there is nothing else, I will go back to the Ling clan first."

The spirit peak was empty, and Ling Xiao stood on the head of the ancient ship with his hands behind his back, with a gentle smile on his face.

"Young master, take care! Come often when you are free."

But the two ancestors of the Xiao clan and a group of powerful people in the holy realm showed a sadness of parting.

And it wasn't until the ancient ship's light went away that the smile on Xiao Tingfeng's face froze little by little.

"Young Master Ling Xiao, go slowly! Our Xiao Clan..."

Beside him, an elder from the Holy Realm was still immersed in the atmosphere, and suddenly felt a pain in his head, and his whole body was thrown hundreds of feet away.

"Ancestor."

Xiao Yu's eyes were gloomy, and he looked at Xiao Tingfeng with a livid expression, "Do you want to have a secret talk with those forces who have criticized the Ling Clan?"

What happened today is a great shame and humiliation to the Xiao Clan.

Not only was the young master Xiao Moyi shot to death in court, but the Xiao family took out three sacred artifacts, one classic, and one elixir to calm the matter.

With the strength of the Xiao clan, they really dare not make enemies with the Ling clan.

But if they secretly united with several ancient clans and immortal sects, they might not be able to plot something.

For example, the Changshengshi family.

"Do you know, who are the two girls who followed the young master of the Ling clan just now?"

Xiao Tingfeng's eyes were indifferent, and he looked up at the light and shadow of the ancient ship that disappeared into the sky.

The troubled times have come, originally he thought that this troubled times would be full of excitement, full of monsters.

Unexpectedly, it was just the beginning, and Ling Xiao was suppressed by himself.

"The female monk in the white robe should be Yaoguang, the Buddha son of the Holy Land of Brahma. As for the girl in white, I don't know."

Xiao Yu shook his head slightly, his brows were furrowed, apparently he never understood why the ancestor asked the two girls about their origins.

"The remaining girl is from the Xuanyuan clan, and she obviously has the emperor's holy blood flowing on her body, so she is probably a contemporary emperor."

Xiao Tingfeng sighed lightly, but Xiao Yu's face was slightly suffocated.

"Emperor Xuanyuan?!"

"I also heard that Gu Chaoci, one of the top ten contemporary sequences, is Ling Xiao's fiancée, Ye Qingchan, the young master of the Ye Clan, who is willing to be his maid. What do you think, with my Xiao Clan and the Shi Clan, how can I get along with these few people?" Fang forces to compete?"

Xiao Tingfeng's face gradually calmed down, and between the opening and closing of his eyes, there was an aura of extreme vicissitudes.

The one who seems to be standing in the ancestral hall of his Xiao Clan today is the young master of the Primordial Ling Clan.

However, in just a few months, behind this young master, there are shadows of Xiji Brahma, Xuanyuan Emperor Clan, Xianhuang Ancient Dynasty and... Ye Clan.

With the background of the Xiao Clan, there is no need to be afraid of the ancient Xianhuang Dynasty and the current Ye Clan.

But any one of the Ling clan, Fodi, and Xuanyuan has the strength to destroy the Xiao clan.

"The old ancestor means..."

"I think that Ling Xiao's immortal charm is completely natural, and now there are many monsters following around. The protagonists of this troubled world are mostly him and Xue Xiyan, the Lord of the World, and I am more optimistic about...Ling Xiao."

"Old Ancestor! You mean..."

"Over the past 10 years, although my Xiao Clan has accumulated a little foundation, my luck has not increased but decreased. If only one person in the Qingcang world can become a fairy and crush an era, it will probably be Ling Xiao! Although Xue Xiyan He is very talented, and has an ancient fairy and demon bell beside him, but the Lord of the Realm is already supreme, and his way has come to an end, but Ling Xiao is different. Dian, to get rid of the shackles of immortality and follow Ling Xiao, it may not be impossible."

Xiao Tingfeng's eyes were far away, and there seemed to be a flicker of deep thought in the bottom of his eyes.

Chapter 1067, Vision of the Sword Tomb

"Follow Ling Xiao? Patriarch, are you overestimating this young man? He..."

Xiao Yu's eyes widened, he could see that Ling Xiao was very strong, and he looked like he could crush a generation.

But like today, luck is in the immortals, not in the people.

Even with the posture of Ling Xiaotian, it is difficult to break the shackles of this mortal world, and it is impossible to ascend to the fairy world!

Even if he could ascend to the Immortal Realm, now tens of thousands of years have passed, there is probably no place for the human race there.

"Yiyuntian is thin, and he is decisive in killing. The only person in the human race who has such an imperial appearance is Xuanyuan Renhuang, the holy blood seals the sky, and the god of war defeats the immortals. I don't know where they will go after thousands of years!"

Xiao Tingfeng heaved a long sigh, but fortunately, with Xiao Poor as an opportunity, the Xiao clan wanted to follow Ling Xiao, but it was not without chance.

Next, they only need to establish Xiao Po as the young master and take sole control of the Xiao Clan's power, and the Xiao Clan and Ling Clan will be completely tied together.

The heaven and the earth are reestablished, the Xiao Clan... be prosperous! !

Here, Ling Xiao is sitting in the ancient ship. In front of him, Xiao Po is looking at Xiao Yuer with red eyes, "My lord...you are so powerful, and Yuer's soul has been injured. I wonder if there is still a chance to recover?"

"She must have been greatly stimulated, which led to her insanity. The pill is probably useless, so she can only recover slowly."

Ling Xiao shook his head and sighed softly, "How about this, I will find a place for her to rest in peace. It is said that the ghost clan is proficient in the art of spirit and soul. When you meet the ghost clan's great power in the future, maybe you can ask a question or two."

"Thank you Lord!"

Xiao Po knelt down with a bang, looking devout.

If it was said that Xiao Poor surrendered at the beginning because he cherished his life, then at this moment, he had already put his life in Ling Xiao's hands, even though he died without regret.

"Why do you and I need to be so polite, this journey to immortality is dangerous, we still have to work hard to keep the peace."

Ling Xiao glanced at Yao Guang meaningfully, but saw that the latter's pretty face was slightly concentrating, and his eyes were thoughtful.

It's just that compared with before, the red lotus between her eyebrows seems to be more vivid and attractive.

"Om."

At this moment, there was a sudden humming in Ling Xiao's soul sea.

"Lord."

Chen Qingshan's voice resounded through the notes of the autobiography, and Ling Xiao disappeared immediately with a thought.

"Say."

"In the past few days, according to your instructions, I secretly inquired about the origin and plot of the Gantian God Sect."

"Ah."

"Gantian Divine Sect is recruiting a large number of congregants, collecting blood spirits in the name of demons, and seems to be supporting a holy baby. The breath of this holy baby is not very powerful. It is only in the realm of dignity, but it can control people's mind with the secret of the king of the underworld. , the Gantian leader was summoned by him to ascend, and now he has already stepped into the holy realm, and... as far as I know, this holy baby has been inquiring about something called Tianyin Mingpan."

"Oh? Apart from this, are there any other strongmen in Gantian Sect?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly, and was able to control people's minds with kung fu. No matter how it sounds, this is the work of evil spirits.

Holy Child?

Listen, could he be a person with this name?

However, even if the baby's cultivation skills are weird, but he can use the power of the demon to strengthen himself, he is still a little clever ghost.

Of course, in the eyes of the human race, killing demons is doing justice for the heavens.

Similarly, in the eyes of monsters, the human race is just flesh and blood food, and there is no sin in devouring it.

This world is originally vast and endless, and all spirits coexist.

Justice and evil are nothing more than different positions and different identities.

"There are still a few leaders, all of whom are at the level of the first and second ranks of the holy land. My lord, just now the leader of the Gantian sect said that after collecting the blood spirits this time, all the disciples will be rewarded with exercises. According to my subordinates, that saint The blood sacrifice Dafa prepared by the baby should come to an end."

"Oh? How long does it take to collect a blood spirit?"

"Only in January! The sooner the better."

"I see."

Ling Xiao nodded calmly, but there was a glint of evil in his eyes.

This Gantian God Sect uses the birth of demons to create chaos in the world, which is really resentful.

In this way, after the holy baby collects the blood spirit and prepares everything, I will harvest it again, will it count as doing justice for the heavens?

To cut leeks, of course, wait until the leeks are mature.

It's just that they don't know what kind of secrets are involved behind this holy baby.

Tianyin and Mingpan?

As soon as this thing is heard, it is a treasure of evil spirits!

A day passed in the blink of an eye.

It's just surprising that the news of the Xiao Clan's young master being punished has not spread in the Qingcang world.

Thinking about it, this matter is not glorious for the Xiao Clan.

What's more, judging from the meaning of the Xiao Clan Heavenly Supreme, it is obvious that he intends to live in peace with Ling Xiao.

In this way, when Xiao Po's mind is stable, it's time for the Hui to inherit the great rule and be his help.

However, although the Xiao family felt that their face was dull, Ling Xiao did it to show the righteousness of protecting slaves. Do you think that if you don't say it, no one in the world will know about it?

"Bai Ling, send a few dark guards to various places in Qingcang, so..."

at the same time.

Longyuan Sword Tomb, the peak of Sword Mountain.

Ling Tian was dressed in blood, with Zhu Xian in his hands blooming with a cold glow. In front of him, Jun Mowu seemed to have blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and resentment flickered in his beautiful eyes.

"I'm not coming!! Junior brother Ling Tian is really hard-hearted, every time you have to beat your senior sister to vomit blood before you give up?"

"This…"

Ling Tian withdrew his sword and scratched his head, "Didn't Senior Sister say that if you want me to fight with all my might, don't show mercy?"

"Hmph! What a lump of elm, how did Ye Xun'er fall in love with you?"

Jun Mowu gave Ling Tian a hard look, but the moment her words fell, she heard a loud buzzing sound from the depths of the sword mound.

Immediately afterwards, a ray of clear light bloomed leisurely and rushed straight into the sky.

Faintly, there seems to be a shrine standing at the end of the clear brilliance, resplendent and eternal.

"what is this…"

Both Ling Tian and Jun Mowu had a look of surprise on their faces. The two of them entered the Sword Tomb not long ago, and they have been comprehending the sword intent here in the back mountain.

Occasionally, they also learn from each other.

From Jun Mowu, Ling Tian could feel an extremely resentful obsession.

It's just that with his temperament, he never meddles in other people's business, but Jun Mowu sometimes tells him about his childhood experiences.

After going back and forth, the two discovered that they had many similarities, no matter in terms of background or experience, and they agreed that if they were successful in cultivation in the future, they would run rampant and cut down all injustices!

"All sword mound disciples, come to Houshan Sword Mound."

The voice of Sword Master Longyuan resounded through the sky, and above the sword mountain, there was a stream of light suddenly flying towards the back mountain.

Ling Tian and Jun Mowu looked at each other, and immediately left without hesitation.

It wasn't until the figures of the two walked away that a figure in yellow clothes came out from the ancient forest in the distance, looking calmly at the two people who left side by side.

Although the current Ye Xun'er also joined the Sword Tomb, he failed to join the Sword Master's sect.

All day long, he just practiced swords and cultivated his heart with the disciples of Jianzhong, but it was rare to see Ling Tian.

"Junior Brother Ling Tian, ​​after all I... can't keep up with your footsteps."