We Villains Don’t Want to Be a Stepping Stone

"This breath..."

Gui Wushou's eyes were gloomy, and his face finally brought a dignified color.

only! !

When he saw the figure that came out of the soul light, there was an inexplicable ... extreme fear in his eyes.

That kind of sea-like magical energy seems to cover up the light of the world.

The world has lost its color, and there are no more gods in the world.

The river and the sea go against the current, and I am the only one in charge of the world!

Demons, cover immortality, break Cang Ming.

After thousands of calamities, he held his head high in the ninth heaven.

That kind of contempt for the world and the power to dominate the ancients is natural and comes from the original heart, and it is not something that can be cultivated in the day after tomorrow.

This is a great demon, so big that it can kill immortals and punish gods, reverse the cycle of reincarnation and even... suppress the way of heaven.

"Did, the Son of Destiny is frightened, congratulations to the host for 500 points of plundering luck and 5000 points for the villain."

"How...how can there be such a fierce devil in this lower realm?"

With his soulless vision, he had never seen at this time that what appeared in front of him was not a big devil at all.

It is the only true demon in this vast and ancient time, the ancient demon.

For this name, Gui Wu Po knows.

Even in the upper realm, no one dared to praise his real name.

As for this savage holy state, why are there so many people who know the word "devil" and call them by their first names?

The ignorant are fearless.

Three hundred years ago, a demon came to the world in the Holy State and slaughtered the world.

Soon, the demon was executed by the holy religion, and the god master became the immortal god in the eyes of the world.

Later, some believers of the Holy Religion walked out of the central Xinjiang and preached everywhere, talking about the great achievements of the Lord of God in slaughtering the demons.

For the people of the Holy State, they never knew the true power of the demon, so they probably never really understood the true strength of this fierce demon in the beginning.

The ignorant ants can't even lift their heads, how can they know the vastness of this world.

Even when I heard someone mention the word "devil" on weekdays, Gui Wupo sneered.

If there really is a descendant of demons in this barbaric small world, this place will already be an absolute territory.

As for the legendary God Lord, the Heaven Executioner...

Hehe, not to mention the people in this world, even the world master of his world is not considered a fart in front of the demons.

Kill the demons?

puff.

"Om."

Above the void, Ling Xiao stood with his hands behind his back.

The demonic energy outside the body turned into a shadow, and it was faintly the appearance of a human head and dragon claws.

The surging blood pressure covered the sky, and he stood there, like Wang Yang's furnace, like a cauldron refining the world, emitting the most extreme yang heat.

"The realm of the gods? You... really hid your cultivation."

At this time, the ghost has no soul, and has no calm before, and there is panic in a pair of evil eyes.

I don't know why, the cultivation level of this fierce demon in front of me is obviously not high, but when I see him, I have a feeling of trembling and wanting to surrender.

"I don't believe it, you can crush me."

In the end, Gui Wupo clenched his teeth and slapped Xeon's palm.

I saw that in front of him, the void was all shattered, and a pure white bone palm radiated monstrous power.

That crystal clear color, actually has a kind of sacred meaning.

The divine rhythm in the sky was like waves, the heavenly might trembled, and the entire ghost world suddenly let out an ear-piercing whistle.

"boom!"

"boom!"

The bone palm seemed to be slow, but at an almost eternal speed, it moved towards Ling Xiao's anger seal, causing the sound of the Tao to tremble.

Before it fell, all the ghosts in the world bowed down and made a shrill and frightened hiss.

The endless vision began to rise and fall, and the space in front of him seemed to be unable to bear such a mighty force, suppressing the howling of the wind.

"The means of the ghost race, but that's it."

only! !

Facing such a shocking blow, Ling Xiao's expression remained calm.

Then, he slowly raised his palm, clenched it into a fist, and gently slammed down the bone palm.

"Clang clang clang."

At this moment, Gui Wushou could hear his heart trembling violently.

There is also the voice of Huang Zhong and Dalu that hits the heart directly.

The blood is like a tide, deterring the evil spirits.

The void began to distort, and behind Ling Xiao, the terrifying ghost also punched out, facing the huge white-boned palm that came from the cover.

"Crack."

The crisp sound of broken bones resounded through the world in an instant.

Gui Wupo looked at the bone palm that was stagnant in the air with a fearful expression, and in just a short time, countless cracks had formed on it.

"broken."

Ling Xiao's face was always calm, he drank the word lightly, and the huge white-boned palm instantly shattered into a sky-filled soul light, dissipating invisible.

"how is this possible?"

Gui Wushou's body trembled, his face panicked.

The palm of his hand just now was the most terrifying form in the scriptures he cultivated.

But even so, it was easily broken by the demon in front of him.

Suddenly, Gui Wu Po felt a deep chill.

"I don't believe it!! I don't believe it!!"

"Xuanyin Yanluo Holy Scripture, burn my soul, sacrifice Jiuyousha sword!!!"

Ghost Wushou hissed, his expression resentful.

I saw the thousands of ghosts standing behind him, suddenly raised their heads to the sky and let out a deafening whine.

Then, it turned into a soul light and gathered towards the ghost without soul.

one

Holding a hundred-zhang soul sword, outlining the general trend out of thin air.

It seems that there are dao lines circulating on it, and ghosts and shadows are everywhere, but they do not show evil spirits.

This is an extremely terrifying sword, and it is also the most powerful killing move in the classics of the ghost clan.

With a sword, the universe will be broken, Yin and Yang will be in chaos, and the immortals will be executed.

In the face of this sword that can be called the opening of the sky, Ling Xiao's face also became solemn.

The descendant of the ghost clan, the evildoer of the upper realm, the strong man of the god king, this ghost without soul deserves to be the destiny that flows behind the scenes.

The premise of pretending to be a pig is that you have to eat a tiger.

If you're a sheep, dress like a pig and have a hammer.

But... even so, he could not escape death today.

At this time, Ling Xiao still just stretched out a hand and held it out of thin air.

A ray of black light seemed to come from the Taikoo cave, and instantly turned into a pitch-black blade.

Demonic intent surges on it, and endless Tao is interwoven into a seal in the void.

The power of the gods is vast, and the sword intent that originally filled the world suddenly stopped, as if afraid, and began to recede like a tide.

"Nine Nether Sword, Slash!!"

Seeing this, Gui Wupo's eyes became more and more panicked, but at this time there was no way out, he could only grit his teeth, stretch out a palm, hold the sword in the cage, and then slashed towards the shadow above his head angrily.

"Om."

The heaven and the earth were in unison, as if weeping.

Countless visions emerged from the sword shadow, and the power was punished by heaven.

And Ling Xiao just waved a knife with a calm expression, and there was even a hint of disdain on his Qingjun face.

At the end of the sky, a magical light suddenly appeared like the sun.

In a short period of time, a big star descended from the sky.

The mighty magic power suppresses the heavens, illuminates the world, and shocks the ancients.

And then, a groaning sound that had gone through the wild, suddenly resounded in Gui Wu Po's heart.

Taikoo, penalty days.

I saw a sword beam of a hundred feet, as if the Milky Way was hanging upside down, revealing the immortal hegemony of the prehistoric wilderness, and quickly fell towards the soul sword.

This kind of magic power, not to mention the God King, I am afraid that even the strong God Emperor will be afraid and temporarily avoid the edge.

"boom!"

At the moment when the swords collided, the avenue guidelines collapsed on their own.

Countless demon pattern ghosts shattered instantly, and the indescribable power covered thousands of miles of heaven.

In the end, above the soul sword, the spiritual light was annihilated and began to disintegrate.

However, the Taigu Daomang remained unabated, slashing towards Gui Wu Po in anger.

"Do not!!!"

Ghost Wusoul's aura violently tossed, and a dazzling light erupted again on the originally dim soul body.

The majestic Tianwei burst out from his body, the mountains and rivers undulating, and the waves were magnificent.

Then, under Ling Xiao's astonished gaze, he used all the strength of his entire body, and under the lock of Ling Xiao's soul consciousness, he moved out an inch away.

In today's situation, if he does not escape, he will surely die.

Ling Xiao is strong, but he is a devil after all.

Gui Wupo is gambling, betting on the power of this sword, betting on whether Ling Xiao dares to reveal his true identity in front of Qin Wushuang and others.

Only in this way can the other party find a ray of life in the midst of chaos.