We Villains Don’t Want to Be a Stepping Stone

"What did Saint Son Mengyuan misunderstand me? Could it be that in Saint Son's eyes, I'm the same as the devil?"

Ling Xiao stood with his hands behind his back, and his figure was free and easy.

Above the star robe, the blood light is scattered, and the dazzling brilliance is shining.

Hearing this, Meng Yuan shook her head slightly, with a hint of apology flashing in her eyes.

She has seen the respect of Ling Xiao from the people in the Western Xinjiang, and there are many of them who are strong and powerful.

Although there are many ignorant people in the world, there is not a single fool who can cultivate to the level of God King on the way.

Maybe I'm overthinking it.

Meng Yuan sighed lightly and bowed slightly towards Ling Xiao, "Young master's actions today are righteous, and Meng Yuan admires his methods, but he is also a righteous person, killing demons and eliminating demons is his own responsibility, not my race. The heart must be different, the way to kill is to protect the Dao, and now, the demons are treacherous, so Meng Yuan has to be more cautious."

"The devil is treacherous... not bad!"

Ling Xiao nodded, "Holy Son, can Lord God come to Western Xinjiang?"

"Is something wrong, son?"

Meng Yuan looked at Ling Xiao calmly.

Even if he used the means to get rid of the suspicion, Ke Mengyuan was still a little uneasy.

This is an intuition. As long as she sees Ling Xiao's overly handsome face, she feels... fear?

But, how could it be?

With Mengyuan's strength, not to mention the Western Border, even in the Central Border, she is definitely the strongest of her peers.

But now, she actually felt fear in a teenager?

It was inexplicable, Meng Yuan still felt that there was something wrong with this young man.

"Now all things of the Holy Religion are controlled by the Holy Son, and the Young Master can tell the Holy Son if there is anything."

The two Sacred Sect elders smiled gently, but they didn't have much prejudice against Ling Xiao.

The third elder of the holy religion, Xunnan Branch, is good at the secret technique of the holy religion, the way of tracing.

In the shadows just now, he had already seen Ling Xiao vomit blood again and again and fell to the ground in order to kill the demon.

But in the end, this young man still stood firmly in front of the common people, blocking the demon's footsteps.

Although the Holy Son is thoughtful and thoughtful, it is obvious that this young man can survive from the devil, and he should also be a person with great luck.

Such people should worship the holy religion and be the backbone of the holy religion!

"Oh? The Holy Son is in charge of the Holy Religion?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows slightly, and glanced at Meng Yuan somewhat unexpectedly.

A mere fourth-rank god marquis can actually take charge of the Holy Religion, which in itself shows many problems.

With Ling Xiao's mind, he quickly thought of two possibilities.

First, this Meng Yuan has a great background, and it may even come from the upper realm, otherwise, the God Lord would not be so protective.

Second, the Lord of God is now... inseparable from important matters.

And thinking of what he had done before, perhaps in the entire Holy Religion, only this disciple who had been practicing with him since he was a child could be regarded as a completely credible person.

What made Ling Xiao a little puzzled was that this holy son was obviously a model of greatness and integrity, and his cultivation was only for the purpose of killing demons.

This kind of mind is in line with the purpose of the Holy Religion.

But, if she knew what the Lord of God had done, would she have shattered the Dao Heart directly?

No matter what kind of secrets this Sacred Sect Divine Master is hiding now, what happened to the Jiuyou Fengfeng family is real.

It's just that maybe he never thought that someone from that family was lucky enough to survive.

"good."

Meng Yuan glanced coldly at the talking elder, as if she was blaming him for his talkativeness.

"Where did the Lord of God go?"

Ling Xiao asked casually, but a hint of impatience flashed in Meng Yuan's eyes.

"Is there anything else, son? If there is nothing else, please open the Lingbao. I have something important to go to the southern border."

"It's okay, I just want to correct one thing for the Son."

Ling Xiao raised a playful look at the corner of his mouth, "I'm not an accomplice of a demon."

"Haha, Young Master Ling Xiao is joking, my Holy Son is just too cautious."

The two holy sect elders laughed and tried to explain a few words for Mengyuan.

"Because, I am what you are looking for... True Demon, Great Demon, Heavenly Demon!"

Ling Xiao smiled lightly, and there seemed to be a domineering force around him.

"Um?"

Hearing this, the expressions on the faces of the two elders suddenly stiffened, with a gloomy look on their brows, "Young Master, such a joke is impossible."

"Do I look like I'm joking with you?"

Ling Xiao shook his head, his eyes suddenly turned pitch black.

At the same time, in the domain, there seems to be a demonic rush to the sky.

The once clear sky turned dark in an instant.

There is a hidden demon sun hanging above the nine heavens, revealing the vastness of the world.

All the light in the world is annihilated, but that day is immortal.

The two divine envoys opened their mouths instantly, only to feel a chill rising from the soles of their feet, straight to the top of their heads.

how is this possible? !

God! ! !

This breath,...is it a demon? ! !

There is a demon in the Holy State?

Only Mengyuan, her expression froze at first, then turned to calm.

That's right.

That was the reason for her fear.

She is not afraid of this young man's cultivation method, it is just her identity.

An unchangeable, born-destined identity.

Thinking of this, Meng Yuan's body actually had divine brilliance scattered around her body, turning into an illusion.

It turned into a majestic fairy palace, and a ray of clear light bloomed in the magic glow.

Among them, there seems to be thousands of miles of fairy tales, ancient trees are forests, and the lush green is full of endless vitality.

At this time, there was a slight fluctuation in her realm.

The seven orifices are exquisite and the heart of the Tao is so terrifying.

With a clear mind and understanding, breakthroughs are naturally a matter of course.

"Um?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows slightly and nodded slightly.

She deserves to be the daughter of destiny of five thousand luck, such a nature is really terrible.

For the people of this holy state, the word "devil" is called a demon barrier.

Kemengyuan was able to seek a breakthrough opportunity from the panic.

"Three great envoys, come to the western border, and the demons are here."

In Meng Yuan's hands, a divine decree revealed golden light.

It was just that when the golden light was floating in the air, it was inexplicably blocked by an invisible divine force.

Meng Yuan's eyes were slightly condensed, and for the first time, a dignified expression appeared.

Since this demon has set up such an exquisite chess game, I am afraid that he has already made preparations to deal with the Holy Religion.

This weird space can be entered or retreated.

If it is the Lord of God who comes, even if his conspiracy is revealed, he can escape into this world and avoid the edge for a while.

And since he brought the three of them into this world, he must have enough confidence to kill them all.

"It's useless, this is my domain, except for me, no spiritual sense can be passed on."

Ling Xiao let out a light laugh and looked at the two divine envoys.

If the two are at their peak, killing Zhi will naturally take some effort.

But now...

Yuan Huang was actually Ling Xiao's very important piece in this game.

Take the blame, kill people, and severely damage the Holy Religion.

Wouldn't it be a pity if a seventh-rank god emperor could not be used to the extreme as a chess piece?

Through the sky and the earth, you and others are all ants.

The stars and rivers step on the moon, and I am not afraid of all enemies.

"So, the fourth divine envoy, the Palace Master Hanyue, all died in your hands? Even that Emperor Yuan is a pawn to play with you?"

Meng Yuan sighed lightly. By now, she has roughly figured out the whole story.

It's just that the only thing she has a little doubt is, how did the demon be related to the sea clan?

Even the Lord of God is full of praise for the method of tracing the elders.

Since he felt the breath of the sea clan, he would never be wrong.