We Villains Don’t Want to Be a Stepping Stone

"This breath..."

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and finally no longer hesitated, his palm suddenly pressed down!

The seven Daos converged in one palm, and the heaven and earth collapsed in an instant.

But at this time, although Xia Chen's face was surprised, there was no trace of panic.

"I use my blood and soul to make this curse, I look at the place, all my souls are dead, my soul is scattered, and the world is removed!!"

The chants of ancient vicissitudes slowly resounded from Xia Chen's mouth.

And in the vertical pupil of the ghost shadow, a ray of blood seemed to be gathered by the blood of all spirits and turned into a strange curse.

Countless mournful and desperate voices of resentment resounded in Ling Xiao's ears inexplicably.

"What a vicious sorcery!"

Ling Xiao's eyes were slightly condensed, and the thunderbolt outside his body rushed to the sky, trying to suppress this kind of sorcery.

Seeing this, Xia Chen's face became more and more resentful.

"It's useless, Ling Xiao, this pearl is addicted to billions of living souls, and it is ignited by my blood essence. It's up to you... how to resist! Despair, fear! Hahahaha, I will sleep, but you will... Exterminate!"

"How could... such fluctuations!"

In the valley in the distance, Nian Qingyun looked in horror at the evil rune in the ghost's vertical pupil, and a look of confusion suddenly appeared on her pretty face.

This kind of fluctuation seems to be... very familiar to her, but it is obviously the first time she has seen it?

how come?

But then, there was a bit of bitterness on the corner of her mouth.

Finally, still can't change it?

my destiny.

"Ling Xiao! Die!!"

Xia Chen roared and laughed wildly, and there was an indescribable complex pleasure in his red eyes.

He never dreamed that his new life would come to an end so quickly.

But before that, being able to see Ling Xiao being fascinated by all souls, this feeling is really... wonderful.

As Xia Chen's voice fell, a ray of scarlet light suddenly bloomed from the ghost's vertical eyes.

At first it was just a wisp, and it instantly covered Cangyu.

The evil contained in it, even Ling Xiao felt a tingling uneasiness in his scalp.

The sky collapsed, turning into blood.

Where the bloody light passed, it seemed that countless ghosts and demons appeared in the world, chanting the evil scriptures lightly.

As expected of the God Emperor!

It is indeed the treasure of the ghost family!

I'm afraid this soul curse cannot be resisted by the current Ling Xiao!

"No sin..."

It's just his life, how can it fall here?

The glazed ancient pagoda exuded a faint glow, and I saw a golden light and Buddha shadow gradually blooming in the sky.

But at this moment...

A white jade hand suddenly stretched out from the void and gently stroked his face.

The smile on that beautiful face made Ling Xiao's heart suddenly tremble! !

"Qingyun!"

"Push!"

Blood spurted out of her mouth, dyeing Ling Xiao's eyes red.

At this moment, Ling Xiao's heart ached.

From the time he crossed to this point, every step he took was extremely cautious.

Even though Nian Qingyun's immortal face is picturesque, what he really cares about is the latter's mysterious physique and over ten thousand luck.

Raiders, just to achieve themselves.

But at this time, seeing the touching smile on that pale and pretty face, Ling Xiao's heart began to tremble.

So much so that there was a trace of blood in his eyes that he had never seen before.

Heaven and earth are silent, there is a boy crying blood.

The monstrous demonic energy surged uncontrollably.

The mountains and rivers collapsed, and the void turned into a wave.

"Qingyun!!!!"

"Ling Xiao... I'm sorry, I hurt you so many times, but I'm actually very uncomfortable..."

Nian Qingyun's skin began to gradually dim and wither.

The blood stains on the corners of the mouth are like the flowers on the other side.

Gorgeous, sad, withered.

This...is what is called...heartache, right?

Inexplicably, Ling Xiao's eyes were filled with sadness.

I'm not destiny, how can I be worthy of you... body and death?

"Ling Xiao, kill me, I don't want... such an ugly death... let me die under your sword! Let me remember... this obsession! If I hate you in the next life, don't blame me... just like this life... Love me! I think...I will remember you."

Nian Qingyun's voice gradually weakened, even a little anxious.

"Do not…"

"Ling Xiao, I've never asked you anything, and I've never asked you anything. This time, can't you... fulfill me?"

"Qingyun..."

Ling Xiao's lips trembled slightly, and his eyes were as cold as winter.

This blood curse can seal the reincarnation of hearts and souls!

Once Nian Qingyun really dies under this curse, she is afraid that there will be no possibility of reincarnation!

Ten thousand luck, if she hadn't been willing to stand in front of her, she would never have died so easily.

Ling Xiao is betting that she will be able to come back in reincarnation with her luck! !

What if you hate me!

Miss Qingyun! !

I want you to remember me! ! !

The next second, the magic blade in Ling Xiao's hand suddenly slashed out, without half a wisp of magic energy, directly piercing through Nian Qingyun's heart.

"Push!"

The corner of the latter's mouth once again gushed out a strand of blood, which was dazzlingly red.

It's just that there was no resentment in her eyes, or that she knew the situation today.

absolutely not

She, turned into a sentence, "Wait for me!"

Ling Xiao closed his eyes, and tightly hugged the girl who was completely exhausted in his arms.

At this time, his heart seemed to sink into the deep sea in the extreme north.

Cold into the bone marrow, hard as ice, and it is difficult to make a ripple.

He didn't know whether he was in pain because of losing her, or resentful because of the loss of ten thousand luck in her.

In short, a very complex feeling, different from before.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, a loud humming sound suddenly came from the sky above the secret realm.

Immediately, a flashing spiritual wheel appeared out of thin air, in which the gods were misty, and the spiritual light was shining.

"who is it!!!"

Immediately afterwards, a coquettish voice containing endless anger came from it.

Ling Xiao raised his head, only to see a pair of eyes as clear as ten thousand years of mysterious ice, staring at him.

In other words, staring at his palm holding the magic knife.

"It's you! Are you... a demon?"

After the spirit wheel, those eyes were suddenly cold, but in the end they snorted a little unwillingly, "I remember you!"

Then, there seemed to be a flash of chaos in her eyes, and Nian Qingyun in Ling Xiao's arms suddenly turned into a ray of soul and disappeared above the sky.

"Buzz!"

The spiritual light was extinguished, and in the next moment, there was a sudden tingling pain in Ling Xiao's left eye.

Blood flowed down in an instant, staining half of his cheeks with blood.

"what!!"

This kind of pain came suddenly, pierced the soul, and was indescribable.

Not far away, Xia Chen looked at the gradually dissipating spirit wheel with shocking eyes. Although it was only for a moment, he still recognized the owner of those clear eyes!

No wonder! !

No wonder you can meet women of the same physique in this lower realm!

turn out to be…

But... what she saw just now, it seemed that Ling Xiao... was killing someone?

Thinking like this, Xia Chen's eyes suddenly flashed a gloomy look, and when he saw Ling Xiao covering his eyes, mourning in the air, he no longer hesitated, and turned around and fled with the body of his soul.

Now that his body has been broken, and his soul has been shattered, it is impossible for him to be Ling Xiao's opponent anymore.

Even a random Dongjiang Tianjiao can easily crush him to death.

He can only... find a place to temporarily live in the beads.

Looking forward to the next person...to be able to pick him up!

only! !

Just as Xia Chen's figure was about to step out of the valley, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

At this moment, he seemed to see that the world in front of him turned completely bloody.

Above the head, a pitch-black ancient moon stretches across, exuding endless evil light.

"Gollum."

Xia Chen suddenly felt a strong sense of unease in his heart.

This kind of unease is not the fear of death, but... a kind of hesitation that is about to witness hell.

He turned around slowly and looked at the figure falling from the sky, his eyes suddenly condensed.

At this time, Ling Xiao's face had returned to its former calm.

Blood coagulated on one side of his face, and there was an indescribable strangeness.

What made Xia Chen even more frightened was that at this time, the boy's eyes showed two different colors.

His eyes were as black as ink, without a trace of variegation.

One eye is extremely scarlet, and in the middle is a round... a black meniscus!