Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

Above the void, Shi Potian looked gloomy, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

The magic skills he cultivated were already unparalleled, but the realm was much lower than that of Emperor Yanlong.

Therefore, in just a few breaths, he suffered serious injuries.

"Om."

At this moment, in the depths of the imperial palace, an extremely strange aura suddenly revived and filled the air.

As for the originally furious Yanlong Emperor, the expression on his face froze almost instantly.

Then! !

He no longer cared about the demonic disciple who was fleeing in front of him in embarrassment, turned around and frantically rushed towards the place where the wave came out.

Damn it! !

It turned out that this group of dignified people were just bait! ! !

Chapter 1088, Resurrection of Reiki

Yanlong Emperor Palace, deep in the ancient palace.

Ling Xiao stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the ancient and majestic shrine in front of him, with many magic patterns in his eyes, he directly stamped forward with his palm out of thin air.

"boom!"

Immediately, the scarlet glow flowed on the shrine, evolving endless magical lines, and a scorching ancient aura gushed out, forcing Ling Xiao's figure back a few steps.

For the four great dynasties, this ghost plate is not only the mission, but also the source of inheritance.

Now that these Gantian disciples have fulfilled their mission, Ling Xiao naturally wants to create opportunities for them to escape from this place and do some cruel things that both humans and gods hate.

And when Ling Xiao needs it, he can suppress and control them at any time, searching for their souls.

The boundary-breaking talisman is one of the most precious trump cards for Ling Xiao, and it must not be easily exposed.

And he only killed one Yanlong guard, and found the four generals who guarded the seal from his soul sea.

Duoying pretends to be one of them, whether it is Emperor Yanlong or the disciples of Gantian, they will think that this person betrayed Yanlong and opened the formation to meet everyone.

No flaws!

"boom!!"

At the moment when the power of the temple dissipated, Ling Xiao could feel that a breath of the seventh rank of the Holy Realm was surging, coming from a distance at a terrifying speed.

Ling Xiao's eyes were calm, and he turned his head to look at the golden robe emperor shadow standing above his head. The magic brilliance around him was so bright that it completely covered his figure and appearance.

"Demon, you are courting death."

Even though the magic in Ling Xiao's body was terrifying at this time, the fluctuation of his breath was still not in the holy realm, and he was not taken seriously by Emperor Yanlong at all.

It seems that his and the old ancestor's previous guesses were correct.

The Heavenly Demon is still fledgling, and the Gantian God Sect is also a chicken and a dog, which is not worth mentioning.

Emperor Yanlong stood proudly in the void, with a gloomy expression, and there was an imperial power surging around him, like a flame god, exuding an incomparable divine brilliance.

"Is it?"

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled lightly, at this moment, he saw ripples appearing in the void again.

The figures of Duoying, Shi Potian and Xiong Huan appeared one after another, and bowed to Ling Xiao.

"See the Lord."

Among them, Duoying even came from Tianluo, and handed an ancient stone seal to Ling Xiao.

"How dare you come back?!"

Emperor Yanlong frowned slightly, although the people in front of him were all lower than him in cultivation, but inexplicably, he felt an extremely sharp chill rising from the bottom of his heart.

It was as if there was an invisible net covering the entire Spiritual God Realm.

And all their guesses and judgments are just... controlled by others.

How can it be?

"Is everything done?"

Ling Xiao said indifferently, and the three of them nodded immediately, "The four holy masters who controlled the formation have all been executed, but there are still some guards around the imperial palace."

"What... what?!"

Hearing this, Emperor Yanlong's face suddenly turned pale, and he looked at Ling Xiao in disbelief.

This ancient formation is as powerful as the Heavenly Sovereign.

But with his own strength, it is impossible to open it at all. Therefore, there are still four holy realms in the imperial palace, stationed in the four corners of the southeast, northwest, and maintain the stability of the formation.

Similarly, once the four of them fall, with Emperor Yanlong's cultivation, it is impossible to withdraw the formation at all.

"Who are you... exactly?"

"Capture him."

Ling Xiao didn't even look at Emperor Yanlong, and waved his palm lightly, only to see a black shadow smashing into the void and rushing towards the latter angrily.

Faintly, there was an extremely eerie and strange aura that circulated, imprisoning the heaven and earth, and sealing the void.

"This...this is..."

Emperor Yanlong's body trembled, and the cold arrogance on his face had already froze.

At this moment, he could see that a figure covering the golden ghost face emerged from the void, and the palm that was printed towards him was filled with an extremely frightening death breath.

"Corpse puppet?!"

Emperor Yanlong's expression changed drastically, and flames swirled around his body in an instant, turning into an ancient battle armor, enveloping his entire body.

The heaven and the earth turned into the sea, and billowing flames swept across all directions, destroying evil obstacles.

However, in front of a corpse puppet of the Supreme Being of Heaven, not to mention a seventh rank of the Holy Realm, even a strong man of the seventh rank of the Earth Supreme is vulnerable.

"Crack."

The moment Ye Zu's puppet's palm touched the armor, a crisp breaking sound resounded quietly.

even! !

The overlord of the four dynasties didn't even react, the flaming armor on his chest was completely shattered, and Ye Zushigui's withered and weird palm directly pierced his body and fell from the sky.

Ling Xiao looked at the figure hanging on Ye Zu's body calmly, his eyes were clear, and there were thousands of soul marks in the depths of his eyes, and he directly swallowed his soul into the soul sea, and wiped it out instantly.

"thump."

The whole process lasted less than three breaths.

I am afraid that even Emperor Yanlong has never figured out how this insignificant young man in his eyes can control a puppet whose combat power has reached the level of the Supreme Being of Heaven?

"The foundation of the Yanlong God Dynasty is in the hall in the southeast direction. Go and clean it up."

Ling Xiao said indifferently, holding the body of Emperor Yanlong in his hand, and walked towards the ancient temple that sealed the underworld.

But at this time, Duoying, Shi Potian, and Xiong Huan bowed their heads and rushed towards the golden palaces of all directions in the distance.

All in all, now that all the strongmen of the Yanlong God Dynasty have come out, what is left in this imperial palace is at most no more than the holy realm.

For the three of them, they could kill with a wave of their hands.

Since it is an evil spirit causing chaos, it is natural to have the appearance of an evil spirit.

The ancient formation of the imperial palace has not been broken, and no one can escape, so... When Patriarch Yanlong returns to the imperial palace, I believe he will be extremely surprised to see such a tragedy of annihilation.

After all, the name of Gantian Divine Sect will resound through the sky with this massacre.

And the more cruel the demon, the more righteous the demon-slayer can be.

When this matter is over, Ling Xiao should also prepare to take action to destroy this evil sect.

"Om."

Just when Ling Xiao stopped and looked at the ancient temple in front of him, there was a sudden wave of spirit and soul in his Qiankun ring.

Ling Xiao's eyes froze slightly, he took out one of the sound transmission talismans, and said in a deep voice, "Thirteen Patriarchs, what's the matter?"

"Young master! There has been a change in the small world sealed by the Lord's Palace. I suspect that there will be a treasure in it."

Ling Yuanxing's voice was low, but he couldn't hide his excitement.

Now that the world lord is missing, this treasure born in Qing Cang's world cannot escape the hands of the Ling clan.

"Oh? What a mutation?"

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and a smile also appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It should be the revival of spiritual energy. This small world is a bit special. It is called the Necromancer Realm. In it, there are several demon sects from the evil races that the lord suppressed at the beginning. Therefore, in order to prevent them from breaking through, this world is shackled at the level of the Holy Realm. Once there is a supreme The emergence of a strong person will surely destroy the heavenly way. As early as tens of thousands of years ago, our Ling clan planted a vassal force to hide in it. According to its suzerain, this world has been completely in turmoil, and many evildoers have appeared in the world."

"Resurrection of spiritual energy?"

The smile on Ling Xiao's face grew stronger, and finally, he encountered this so-called symbol of troubled times.

The aura is revived, and the evildoer appears in the world.

I just don't know, how many leeks will appear this time?

Chapter 1089, The end of the chess game

"Young master! Do you want to send someone down to the realm, and take advantage of the chaos to release those evil sects?"

Ling Yuanxing smiled indifferently, the more chaotic the blue sky, the only way to completely distract the attention of the immortal forces from all directions and give Ling Xiao more time to grow.

What's more, those evil clans were all slaughtered by the world lord, and their ancestors were suppressed for tens of thousands of years. One can imagine the hatred in their hearts for the world lord's hall.

"No, block the news and don't let any party know about it."

Ling Xiao shook his head slightly, his eyes were deep.

Now that the Necromancer world has just been in turmoil, I am afraid that many destinies have not yet emerged.

And what he has to do is to give them some time to grow up, let them quietly stand out, and then amaze the world.

At that time, he only needs to inquire a little bit to know who is leek and who is rotten shrimp. It will be much easier to harvest.

In a lower realm, even if the aura is revived, the growth time of these destiny is extremely limited.

Even if he has luck against the weather, how can he compete with Ling Xiao?

"Young master, for at least one year, the turmoil in this small world will definitely be known by the Lord's Hall..."

Ling Yuanxing pondered for a while. According to his thinking, now that the world has just been in turmoil, it is the best time to control it.

Although the most powerful people in this world are not in the holy realm, there are many talented people among them who suppress their cultivation and avoid natural disasters.

As long as such a person is guided to the upper realm, the realm will definitely rise to the top and step out of the shackles in one fell swoop.

"One year? Is it enough? After one year, the news spread that the aura of this world has recovered, and there are immortal traces in this world. It is likely to be the secret of becoming a fairy. At that time, Qing Cang will not be able to suppress Qing Cang with the World Master Hall. The greed of the powers."

A scarlet color flickered in Ling Xiao's eyes. In a year, with his practice speed, the first floor of the Holy Realm was almost killed randomly.

At that time, the fate of the upper realm and the leeks of the lower realm will gather together, which will be comparable to... a full banquet!

"Yes!"

Ling Yuanxing didn't say much, out of his absolute trust in Ling Xiao, he believed that the young master's move must have his own intentions!

And Ling Xiao looked at the sound transmission talisman in his hand, with a sincere smile on his face.

Really, the harder you work, the luckier you get.

"boom!"

Then, he swung his palm suddenly, and directly smashed the body of Emperor Yanlong onto a complicated totem in the middle of the ancient temple.

In one breath, a red glow bloomed on the totem, and the body of the Yanlong Emperor... quickly shriveled at a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye.

"Roar!"

The resounding dragon chant resounded through the heaven and earth, and a phantom of a flame dragon manifested in the sky, and the gate of the ancient temple also burst open at this time.

Ling Xiao's expression remained unchanged, and with a thought, Ye Zu's corpse puppet stepped into the hall first.

Now his two incarnations, Ziqi Wugou Taoist body, are in the ancestral land of the Ling clan, bewildering the eyes of the world.