We Villains Don’t Want to Be a Stepping Stone

"It seems that you haven't fully recovered yet."

The God Lord shook his head and smiled, the golden light in his eyes rippling, containing the supreme.

"But it doesn't matter, you are no longer a concern in my eyes, so don't struggle."

"Who are you?"

Ye Qingchan's brows twitched, her eyes full of indifference.

She didn't fully recover her memory, or in other words, from the moment she chose to devour that ancient soul, she was no longer the Ye Qingchan she used to be.

Now she is the young master's Qingchan, not the ancient powerhouse with a mysterious origin.

"Who am I... This question, I often ask myself."

The Lord of God looked up at the sky with a calm face.

"Ye Qingchan, in fact, I should thank you. If you hadn't separated me and Arou, maybe I wouldn't have hated you, and I wouldn't have deliberately wanted to become stronger."

"Now, look at all the spirits in this world bowing their heads to me and adhering to me as the master. The ants in the lower realm that you have never looked down on have become the gods and gods that determine your life. Do you think... is it ridiculous?"

"Arou?"

Ye Qingchan's eyes flickered with contemplation, and a white and beautiful face gradually emerged in front of her.

Although she has forgotten many things, it seems that this woman once caused her incomparable pain.

"You know what's the most ridiculous thing? Until now, Arou still thought that she let you go and helped you reincarnate, but I don't know... All of this was within my expectations."

The God Lord sneered, the indifference on his face suddenly turned into a hideous look.

"You are strong, so strong that I don't dare to take any risks, so... I will help you reincarnate, ask you to rebuild, and give me more time to arrange methods, so that even if you come back in reincarnation, or Ye Clan knows about it, It's no use, Ye Qingchan, now...you should help me with one last thing."

"Zhou Yandao."

Ye Qingchan suddenly raised her head and looked at the sneering Sacred Sect Divine Master, a flash of light flashed in her beautiful eyes.

The extreme chill whistled into a vortex, almost freezing the space into ice.

Above the altar, the golden light was stagnant, and there was a hint of shattering.

"You finally remember me."

The God Lord nodded indifferently, his eyes sneering.

"Time is really a mysterious thing. Who would have thought that Ye Lord, who is aloof, will lose his own memory one day."

"Do you want to lend my hand to open Dengxiantai?"

Ye Qingchan looked at the immortal order in her hand, and her temperament became ethereal and cold.

Obviously, at this moment, she seemed to remember something.

"You are wrong! In the past three hundred years, I have been in awe all the time. I am afraid that some strong Ye Clan will find out about your reincarnation and come to investigate. It's just the Ye Clan mark in this Floating Heaven Order. With my strength, Only half of it can be refined, so... I need to use your divine soul bloodline to completely seal this world."

The God Lord sighed softly, "I am invincible in this world. Besides, there is enough good fortune to make the Nine Heavens tremble, why should I open the Ascension Stage?"

"Shaking Nine Heavens' Creation?"

A trace of confusion flashed in Ye Qingchan's eyes.

"It took me ten years to calculate Bai Zhirou, and another three hundred years to truly step out of the shackles, the world is the only one, as long as I can block this world, get that piece of good fortune, and achieve eternal immortality, you Ye clan... but also me what?"

"At that time, I can break the seal of this domain at any time, so why do I need your hand?"

"I understand."

Ye Qingchan nodded lightly, but a tall and straight figure in white appeared in her mind, and a smile gradually rose from the corner of her mouth.

"You can't do it."

"Can't do it? In the entire Holy State, only you are a threat to me. Besides you, who else can be my opponent? Ye Qingchan, don't have to struggle, although I can't completely seal this world, but in the past three hundred years, I have Countless means have also been arranged to prevent the formation of the formation here, and now as long as you and this divine order are refined together, heaven and earth will surrender to me alone!"

"boom!!"

The God Lord snorted coldly, and the divine light outside his body rushed to the sky.

I saw the lines of the avenues hang down from the sky, turning into a phantom of a melting pot, covering the entire mountain.

The terrifying power exploded, and in one breath, the grass and trees turned to ashes, and the living beings turned to ashes.

Even the void shattered into countless dark cracks.

"If you want to refine me, I'm afraid you won't be able to."

Ye Qingchan chuckled lightly, her eyes were full of absolute coldness, and there was also a flicker of immortal light outside her body.

In his hand, the bronze ancient decree floated into the air, exuding a thousand zhang azure sun, the divine power was ancient, pierced through the sky, and resisted the power of the furnace.

"I've been waiting for three hundred years, Ye Qingchan, I want to see how long you can hold on."

The Lord of God shook his head, actually sat down on the spot, made a seal with his hands, and held the furnace in the void with the momentum of lifting the sky.

With his strength, killing Ye Qingchan was easy.

But once he did this, the Ye Clan of the Upper Realm would definitely know.

And this is exactly the reason why he let his soul reincarnate in the first place.

If he wants to completely block this world, he must use divine power to refine Ye Qingchan's soul, and then use the god order of the Ye clan as a guide to destroy the immortal stage.

In this way, the land of the Holy State has truly fallen into his hands.

At that time... he can feel at ease to find that creation.

Everyone said that this world was sealed, and no one could step out of the emperor realm.

But he did.

The reason is still

That one... fetish!

And according to Zhou Yandao's knowledge, this sacred land, the sacred object sealed, is not the only one on his body.

Time passed slowly, and it was already a month in the blink of an eye.

In the fairy trail, Ling Xiao's demonic intent was completely restrained, like a rock, without emitting a wisp of power.

I saw at this time, above his eyebrows, a strange magic pattern flickered and glowed, which seemed to have a divine shadow manifested, the demons screamed, and all spirits floated up and down.

But in the end, they were all suppressed by that pattern.

At the same time, in Lingxiao's soul sea, a round of magic sun appeared out of thin air, blooming with endless magic.

Looking more closely, in the middle of the magic sun, there was an ancient rune quietly suspended.

The coercion on it is terrifying, as if it can suppress the eternity, revealing a touch of hegemony in the heavens.

The ancient demon was born in the first ray of darkness in Hongmeng.

And this magic talisman is the celestial talisman associated with the demons, the ancestor talisman of the beginning of time.

Only now, it is not complete.

But even so, with Ling Xiao's current strength, he still can't really stimulate the true power of this ancestral talisman.

In particular, the power of the source contained in it, but it transcends Taoism, and there is a faint dominance of the Nine Heavens.

With this talisman sitting in the sea of ​​souls, Ling Xiao believes that no one in this world can break his soul consciousness and steal his spiritual sense.

"It's time to go out."

Ling Xiao got up and looked at the sky in the distance.

Although he still didn't know who the white-haired woman in the soul consciousness was.

even! !

By this time, he had forgotten her appearance.

But that kind of coldness is inexplicably familiar.

Moreover, the memory that can be inscribed in the depths of the soul by the ancient demons must be the most incisive and persistent thoughts.

Ling Xiao had an inexplicable feeling that that woman was still alive.

Moreover, it must be closely related to his identity, there is a kind of... indifferent but clear blood sense.

"Will she be aware of my presence?"