We Villains Don’t Want to Be a Stepping Stone

"Ling... Young Master Ling Xiao? Woohoo, Young Master, I really don't care about my business."

Daoist Huoyun knelt on the ground, crying pear blossoms with rain, and he hated that Yin Zhengchun grandson in his heart.

Gan!

It's not good for you to provoke anyone, but you want to provoke this big devil.

This descendant of the Ling clan is so ruthless that he even kills his own people, and the Huoyun Sect is a small sect of the eighteenth class in the eastern border of this holy state. Even if it is the Tianshui Sect behind them, when they see the son, they must kneel down and salute. of.

How dare these two turtle grandchildren rob the woman that the young master likes?

While pondering, Daoist Huoyun's face became more and more hideous.

If... Yin Tianxing didn't rob Lin Meng as his wife, and the latter was spotted by the young master, their Fire Cloud Sect...

sizzle!

Heavenly Creation! ! !

Destroyed! ! !

Yin Zhengchun, you are the eternal sinner of my Fire Cloud Sect!

At this time, Ling Xiao looked at the Daoist Huoyun with a gloomy face, and the corners of his mouth gradually raised a playful look.

A grandson of a small sect elder who has no luck in his body, rashly steps into the immortal path, does not cultivate well, and learns from others to use power to oppress others?

Anyway, today you will teach you how to overwhelm people with power.

Ling Xiao got up, walked to the Sect Master Huoyun, and patted his shoulder lightly.

"Didn't you eat? Cry so quietly?"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo together! Your son spares your life, your son spares your life!!"

Sect Master Huoyun collapsed to the ground instantly, crying bitterly.

He really wasn't pretending, mainly because of Ling Xiao's fierce name... It's terrible! !

"Then where is Lin Meng's family?"

Ling Xiao turned his head and glanced at Fu Yunyao, with a calm and authentic tone.

The son of destiny can do things like robbing a marriage, why can't he do it.

Lin Xi also did it. Although Ling Xiao was ruthlessly crushed in the end, it was only because of his lack of strength.

A mere elder of a small sect, the realm is afraid that it is in the realm of delusion, right?

"Young Master, in Huoyun City under Huoyun Mountain."

Fu Yunyao covered her mouth and chuckled lightly, the young master was so bad, he scared people to cry at every turn.

"Fire Cloud City?"

Ling Xiao nodded, raised his foot and kicked the Daoist Huoyun to the ground, "Don't lead the way!"

"Woooooooooo, hiccup?"

Sect Master Huoyun was stunned for a moment, and a touch of excitement instantly appeared on his old face.

lead the way?

The son won't kill me? !

Before coming, this Daoist Huoyun had already prepared for his death and had arranged the funeral in advance.

After all, being summoned by Young Master Ling Xiao and still able to survive, through the ages, it's not right, and throughout history, it's not right, in short, there is no such thing!

He was afraid that he would not be able to bring his body back, so he asked his disciples to prepare a tomb.

As soon as the coffin is lifted and the suona is blown, I am afraid that they will all be seated at this moment, right?

In addition to the nickname, a small sect in the eastern border of Shengzhou holds funerals and weddings at the same time, abbreviated as happy funerals.

"Not leaving yet?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly, and the frightened Taoist Huoyun almost exerted all his strength and swept away angrily towards the horizon.

The gods rushed the strong to the death, and the speed was terrifying, so when the Huoyun Daoist walked to the foot of the Wandao Demon Sect, when he turned around, he found that the son was not following, and he cried again.

Gan!

sloppy! !

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, then turned to look at Fu Yunyao, "Senior Sister Fu, let's rest in the sect. It will be Wanzong's martial arts meeting soon, so get ready."

Ling Xiao casually threw a bottle of medicinal pill to Fu Yunyao, and was about to lift his foot and walk down the mountain, but a sudden flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Roar!!"

The deafening dragon roar suddenly resounded through the entire Wandao Sacred Mountain.

The monstrous demonic energy swept away, covering the entire sky in an instant.

The dark clouds fell, and the demons were rolling.

Even the enemies of ten thousand people took one step out of the hall at this time, and their eyes raised their heads in shock, looking at the terrifying ghost shadow that snaked in the air.

"Dragon!! It's actually a real dragon!!"

I saw at this time, above the Wandao Sacred Mountain, a black dragon shadow that stretched for hundreds of miles tore through the clouds, sending out bursts of ear-piercing dragon roars.

Around him, the magic light surged, the power was overwhelming, and it was terrifying.

For a moment, ten thousand enemies thought that a demon emperor had descended.

But at this time, when he saw the figure of the dragon standing with his hands behind his head, his eyes narrowed again.

White clothes star robe, pure and handsome.

Who is it if it's not Ling Xiao?

"How can... this magic dragon is actually Ling Xiao's mount?"

Ten thousand enemies swallowed hard.

With his realm, it is easy to feel that the realm of this demon dragon has not stepped into the delusion.

But the magic power on his body is comparable to that of a king realm monster.

"Look! It's a dragon!!"

"What a terrible monster!!"

"This breath really makes me... want to pee."

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"horrible!!"

"Hey? There seems to be a figure on the top of the dragon's head?"

"What are you kidding, how can such a fierce monster allow others to humiliate and step on the top of his head?"

"It's the young master!! It's the young master!!"

Countless Demon Sect disciples walked out of the cave,

Standing in front of the hall, looking up at the figure standing with his hands behind his back, the shock in his eyes almost condensed into substance.

"Young Master! It is the Young Master's car!!!"

"Cow ratio!! Young master cattle ratio!!"

"As expected of the man who conquered the goddess of the Taoist Palace, the magic dragon and true phoenix are made in heaven!!"

The crowd started cheering, boiling, and eventually reaching a high court.

And Ling Xiao just smiled lightly and drove away.

The peak of Xuanqing.

I didn't expect Huahua to break through to the peak of Xuanqing in such a short period of time.

Grade 6 medicinal pills are indeed terrifying.

However, perhaps Huahua's bloodline is too tyrannical, and even if half of his legs have stepped into the delusion, it still fails to change shape, nor to awaken its own talent.

According to rumors, the more terrifying the bloodline of the monster, the more difficult it will be to transform, and the more difficult it will be to awaken the talent of the original bloodline.

This is the sanction of heaven and the means to maintain the balance of all spirits.

Of course, Ling Xiao doesn't know if the rumor is true or not, after all, he also came from a thousand degrees.

But obviously, with Huahua's current power, once the transformation awakens the innate supernatural power, I am afraid that the entire Holy State will be shaken again.

At the foot of the Wandao Holy Mountain, Taoist Huoyun looked at the demon cloud shrouded above his head, his old face was already extremely pale.

"Young master... As expected of an invincible appearance, even this demonic dragon is willing to surrender... Yin Zhengchun, today I think you are going to die."

Thinking like this, the figure of Taoist Huoyun instantly rose into the air, rushed in front of Ling Xiao, and swept away angrily towards the east border.

At this time, he was a little impatient and wanted to squeeze the first elder who touted each other on weekdays in his hands.

The land of Eastern Xinjiang is sunny and cloudy today.

There is a demon cloud pressing across thousands of miles, tearing apart the sky, attracting countless ancient people of Taoism to speculate, which demon king from the northern Xinjiang is here?

But... when did the demon race have such courage to step into the territory of the human race so recklessly?

It's just guessing, and anger is anger. At this time, no one family is willing to be such a bird, for fear of causing unnecessary trouble.

The snow in front of the door has always been cleaned by everyone.

Who is this big monster killing, and who cares about me?