We Villains Don’t Want to Be a Stepping Stone

"Lord! People are originally female..."

Hua Hua raised her head a little aggrievedly, and looked at Ling Xiao eagerly, a pair of dark eyes seemed to have the ups and downs of the devil, indescribable evil.

It's just that this fairy face is too cold and arrogant, with sharp edges and corners.

If it weren't for those prominent places, it could be called a male and female.

even! !

From Ling Xiao's point of view, if Huahua dressed up in men's clothes, she would be able to capture the hearts of countless girls without disguising herself.

Her beauty is more like a reckless sass.

Devouring the Dao, God Hou Yipin.

The body of the ancient swallowing devil dragon, also known as... Chaos swallowing the ancestor dragon.

According to the rumors of the demon clan, the ancestor dragon in the beginning was the beginning of the creation of the Tao and controlled the Tao of heaven.

The post-broker Yuan has evolved, the floods have changed, the witch tribe has risen, and the witch god has sacrificed hundreds of millions of living beings and cursed their lives.

Just with the strength of this demon ancestor, how could he easily fall.

As a result, its soul, blood, spirit, armor, eyes, teeth, horns, demon pills and hearts turned into nine dragons and rose from the flood.

And this Chaos Swallowing Ancestral Dragon is one of them.

In the battle of the Lich, although the monsters were defeated in the end, they exited the stage of the era.

But these nine ancestral dragons are all brave.

In particular, this Heaven Swallowing Demon Dragon is said to have swallowed three thousand worlds and hundreds of millions of living beings in one bite, with supreme cultivation.

Of course, rumors are rumors after all, and now Huahua's strength is still low, but it is already evident that she can swallow her talent.

Don't think about it, this magic dragon will definitely become Ling Xiao's help when he comes to the top of the sky.

More importantly... Zulong, Yuanfeng, and Qilin are the totems of the demon clan.

Even after endless years, the influence of these three primordial beings is still unrivaled.

Therefore, probably one day, Huahua's return to the Demon Realm will definitely cause a great shock.

There are thousands of universes, Ling Xiao believes that there must be monsters standing in the vast land of the upper realm!

"Okay, I see, but Huahua, can you get off me first?"

Ling Xiao smiled helplessly, now it seems that this system is indeed a high-quality product.

At least the ancestral dragon holy blood and the unicorn holy blood are worth the cost.

"Oh."

Hua Hua smiled brightly, revealing sharp white teeth, and then let go of Ling Xiao and stood aside.

"elder brother."

At this moment, Ning'er who was standing in the distance just whispered, with a hint of shame on her little face.

"Huh? Ning'er?"

Ling Xiao's eyes were clear, but his heart skipped a beat.

God will be a product, the way of strength.

The Sacred Body of the Taikoo Eastern Emperor! !

Four thousand luck! !

I would say, these people of destiny, the worse the birth, the higher the talent.

Judging from Ning'er's template...the birth was abandoned by her parents, and she lived with her mother-in-law.

As a result, the mother-in-law's wealth was also robbed.

The two kept their names incognito, and were ridiculed and ridiculed, and they were no different from beggars.

In the end, even the mother-in-law died.

How old is Ning Er?

At the age of eleven or twelve, I have experienced the ups and downs of life.

Although she is the daughter of a royal princess and a god of war, she lives in a dilapidated thatched hut.

Therefore, from the moment Ling Xiao saw Ning'er, he knew that this girl would become a great weapon in the future.

Sure enough, the way of strength is the Holy Body of the Eastern Emperor.

This kind of talent, I am afraid that even the top demons of the holy states in the central Xinjiang, no, even the genius of the upper realm, I am afraid that it is far less.

Although Huahua and Ning'er only understood one kind of Dao, whether it was the Devouring Dao or the Strength Dao, they were the best among the three thousand avenues.

If it weren't for Ling Xiao now that the nine elements were unified and created the way of destroying the world, maybe... he would also be moved.

"Ning'er broke through?"

Ling Xiao smiled and reached out to rub Ning'er's little head.

Now around Ling Xiao, if you count the wind chimes, there are already three loli.

It's just loli, who thinks it's too little?

After all, the styles are different, cute and gentle, arrogant and arrogant, or indifferent and noble, each has its own merits.

"Brother, I broke through."

Ning'er smiled sweetly and looked a little proud.

I'm afraid no one would have thought that this little girl in front of me actually contained the divine power that was enough to shatter the ages, right?

The name of the Eastern Emperor is known to all in the Nine Heavens, but it was the first great power to unify the demon clan in ancient times.

And his talent is divine power.

One punch destroys eight thousand domains, and there will be no more immortals in nine days and ten places.

And Ning'er, with the body of a human race, comprehended the law of strength of this demon saint.

This is a little bit weird.

Could it be that there are other causes and effects on Ning'er?

It's very inexplicable, Ling Xiao's eyes are slightly condensed, but there are some guesses in his heart.

This so-called Holy Body, talent, can never appear out of thin air, and it will be contaminated with the cause and effect of heaven.

The exception is Huahua, which is a product of the system.

So even if the Ancestral Dragon dies and does not exist in all eternity, she can still be born out of nowhere.

But Ning'er is different. She was originally from this world, but she understood the law of strength in the wordless book, and awakened the Primordial Holy Body, which is somewhat intriguing.

It's getting more and more interesting.

Primordial cause and effect, the year when demons, demons, gods, and Buddhas were persecuted

generation?

"Ning'er, what did you see when you watched the Wordless Book of Heaven?"

Ling Xiao's tone was calm, but there was anticipation in his eyes.

Although Zulong and Donghuang are far less than his status as a demon.

But if Ning'er is really involved with this demon saint, the four thousand luck is definitely not her limit.

Even Ling Tian's template might not be as good as hers.

"What did you see?"

Ning'er's face was stunned, she thought for a while, the two long ponytails looked extremely cute.

"Brother, I seem to see a very bright light, very bright, so bright that people can't open their eyes..."

"Very bright light?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly, sure enough!

This girl, there are some origins that he does not know.

"It seems that there are still many voices, and one of them is very loud..."

"The bell?"

"Well, brother, what's wrong?"

Ning'er looked at Ling Xiao with some doubts, but the latter only smiled gently, "It's alright, Ning'er, since you have understood the law of strength, then my brother will help you find a spiritual treasure in the past few days."

"Thank you brother."

Ning'er smiled sweetly, but Ling Xiao glanced at Huahua with a deep meaning, "Huahua, you can do something with me."

"Yes! Lord!"

"Remember, outside, call me son."

When the words fell, Ling Xiao and Huahua disappeared instantly.

Cold Moon Immortal Palace.

Today's Asgard has long lost the sacredness of the past, and only a fragment of ruins and withered trees remain.

Even the aura in the mountains has some signs of collapsing.

At this moment, Qin Wushuang stood in front of the main hall on the top of the mountain, with a hint of worry in his beautiful eyes.

It has been a day, and Ling Xiao and the three people of the Holy Religion have disappeared for a whole day.

Although Qin Wushuang didn't know where the four of them went, they were... inexplicably worried.

Beside him, Han Qingqiu's expression was indifferent, but there were only a few Han Palace disciples left, but they all bowed their heads and looked extremely lonely.

The palace lord died, and all the elders were executed.

In the land of the Western Frontier, there is no more fairy palace.

"Junior Sister Han, what should I wait for?"

Many disciples gathered around Han Qingqiu, their faces pale.

"Let's go away each other."

Han Qingqiu's tone was indifferent, but when it fell to the ears of the disciples, there was a hint of heartlessness.

"You!! Han Qingqiu, you have no heart!!"

"How does the palace lord treat you? Don't you know it yourself? Now that the palace lord has fallen, and the elders are dead, as a descendant of the Immortal Palace, shouldn't you regroup and revitalize the Immortal Palace?"

"Revitalize Asgard?"

Han Qingqiu shook his head slightly, a figure in white reflected in his eyes.

Although the great revenge is revenge, the holy religion has not been eliminated.

My wish is to accompany him on the nine days.

As for Hanyue Immortal Palace, is it none of my business?