We Villains Don’t Want to Be a Stepping Stone

"Let's go! I heard that something big will happen in the southern border in the near future."

Ling Xiao raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand to hold Han Qingqiu's jade hand, and walked towards the distant mountain.

The secret of the Holy Religion gradually surfaced.

No matter what kind of earth-shattering changes this force has had, for Ling Xiao, they are mortal enemies and cannot be changed.

The Fifty Dark Guards have already entered the southern border, and now they are scattered among the various clan forces.

Even with the strength of these people, they are not the top of the Holy State.

But there is no doubt that it is easy to inquire about the news of the southern border.

According to the news from the Dark Guard, the holy land of the human race in the southern border, Xuansi Sacred Mountain has a glimpse of Tianchi, which is about to appear in the world.

It is said that this Tianchi has a mysterious origin and has existed since ancient times.

The pond water is full of Dao rhythm, and you can understand Dao when you touch it.

Although such rumors are somewhat mixed with some moisture.

But the creation that even the arrogance of the sea clan can attract is not simple.

What's more, where there are Tianjiao gatherings, there are leeks.

Ling Xiao did not expect that he had just come to the southern border, and the southern border cultivators sent him such a big gift.

Everyone in the southern border, you are generous! !

"Sir, where are we going now?"

Han Qingqiu stood beside Ling Xiao, her pretty face was no longer as cold as it used to be, and she felt a little more tender.

The Hanyue Immortal Palace was destroyed in one breath.

If Ling Xiao hadn't made a move, I'm afraid she wouldn't be Ren Yueying's opponent if she waited fifty years.

Originally, Han Qingqiuhua formed a human to avenge this deep revenge for Yueliuyun.

Now, it seems that the wish has come true.

Son, I miss you.

"The Holy Land in the Southern Border, Xuansi Sacred Mountain."

Ling Xiao raised a smile on the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand to embrace Han Qingqiu's slender waist, "Hua Hua."

"Roar!"

The loud roar of the dragon resounded through the sky, and the billowing demon turned into a black cloud, covering the sky.

Today, in this southern land, the Sea Clan is orthodox and arrogant.

Therefore, as a demon clan, Huahua doesn't have to cover up her breath anymore, she directly exudes a ray of dragon power, shocking the world.

On Ling Xiao's face, there was also a ray of fairy glow, covering his appearance.

Before, the first divine envoy Lonely Cloud Poison had heard news and went to the depths of the sea alone to find the trace of the devil.

In a short period of time, it should not appear in the territory of the human race.

As a result, it gave Ling Xiao some time to prepare.

The six demons are not easy to find, but from the memory of the sword demon, Ling Xiao has already learned that the ambition of these seven demons is to overthrow the holy religion and return the true freedom of the world.

And since they are weak, they will inevitably find other ways.

Teaching disciples seems to be the easiest and most direct way.

I just don’t know if this trip to Xuansi Sacred Mountain will encounter this descendant of the Six Demons, the peerless monster?

Time passed slowly, and it was already three days in the blink of an eye.

During these three days, the land of Southern Border gradually became lively.

The arrogance of the various tribes walked out of the tribe one after another and headed towards the Xuansi Sacred Mountain in the center of the southern border.

The existence of Tianchi is an unmissable creation for any arrogant evildoer.

What's more, the sea clan is rampant and has always been domineering.

The competition for the Ten Fang places in Tianchi was a fair fight between the two clans, the human and the demon, which was just the right time to rub the sea clan's spirit.

A young man, he became famous, and he showed great ambition.

To put it more simply, what's the point of cultivation if it's not for pretending to be coercive?

At the same time, rumors spread among the ministries in southern Xinjiang.

It is said that the Holy Son of the Holy Religion will soon come to the southern border.

As a result, this Tianchi battle is undoubtedly more interesting.

Regarding the identity of this holy son, to be honest, not many people know about the southern border, even in the central border.

The eight tribes are the orthodox human race in the southern border and are also controlled by the holy religion.

Therefore, probably on this trip, the arrogance of the Southern Borders is not only for the sake of competing for good fortune, but also to be able to admire the appearance of the Holy Son, which is also a great blessing in life.

Moreover, it is said that the reason why this holy son came to the southern border is not only for the creation of this heavenly lake.

It seems that a great demon came into the world, colluded with the sea clan, and slaughtered millions of creatures in the western border.

As the Holy Son of the Holy Religion, he is naturally obliged to track down the demons.

Of course, these messages were intentionally spread by the dark guards.

Otherwise, even if Ling Xiao was holding a divine order and arrived at Xuansi Sacred Mountain, wouldn't it be embarrassing if no one knew each other?

Line up, understand!

I, Ling Xiao, the number one villain in the heavens, wherever I go, I should be admired by the world and attract everyone's attention!

Until the front, there is a sacred mountain towering.

The meaning of the vastness overwhelms the heaven and the earth, and above the sacred mountain, the ten thousand zhang rays of light rush into the sky, and it evolves the boundless vision.

The strands of aura are linked together into a sea, like the Milky Way hanging upside down, falling from the sky.

In the clear sky, there are also cranes soaring, strange beasts fluttering their wings, and a scene of immortal homes.

This is where the luck of the entire southern border lies.

It is also the only force above the Eight Divisions in the Southern Border, where the Xianxuan Sect is located.

The suzerain of this sect was originally a saint who was respected by the eight divisions.

Back then, when the Holy Religion unified the five borders, he pushed him to the throne of the first person in the southern border.

On the surface, it is respect for the eight parts, but behind the scenes... it is much easier to control one person than to control the eight parts.

Only

Yes, this Sect Master Xianxuan is indifferent by nature. Although he founded a sect, he has been in seclusion all year round, ignoring the secular world.

Therefore, although this immortal sect has seven peaks and seven veins, the disciples are not prosperous.

At this time, Ling Xiao stood under the mountain, looking at the clouds above his head, the corner of his mouth gradually raised a smile.

At the end of the line of sight, a winding ancient road leads directly to the top of the mountain.

On the ancient road, countless young disciples and followers walked slowly forward, not daring to surpass it by half.

"Let's go up too."

Ling Xiao smiled lightly, stepped out, turned into a streamer, embraced Han Qingqiu, and swept straight towards the top of the mountain.

"Om."

The harsh humming sound resounded, and all the Southern Border Tianjiao looked at the streamer in the air with shock, and their eyes were full of surprise.

Xianxuan ancient sect, known as sect rules.

Above the mountain of gods, do not control the sky, so as not to disturb the gods.

Even if the masters of the eight ministries came in person, no one dared to break the rules.

Who has the courage to break the iron law of Xianzong?

Especially at this time, Ling Xiao's gesture of holding his sister in his arms is even more flamboyant.

But, it is very inexplicable, when everyone sees the figure of the young man in star robe and face covering Xianxia, ​​not only does not have the slightest resentment in their hearts, but there is an indescribable awe.

Although there is not a single breath of air emanating from his body, it is invisible, but it is integrated with the heaven and the earth.

even! !

Even the beauty in his arms is a majestic and ethereal temperament.

There are a few good arrogant women in the southern border, but compared with this woman in white, they are somewhat lacking in temperament.

Pleasant son, peerless beauty.

These two people who are like immortals and Taoist companions, is it possible that they are... the gods of this mountain?

Otherwise, how can there be such a fairy tale in the mere vulgarity? !

Gan!

"Is this the Southern Border Holy Land, Xuansi Sacred Mountain?"

Before the mountain road, a young man in linen fell from the sky, stopped and looked up at the sky, with a look of joy in his eyes.

"This time, I must let the entire southern border know my Qin Chu's name!!"

After the words fell, Qin Chu glanced at the people on the mountain road with some surprise, and there were some doubts between his brows.

These people...are all fools?

My generation of monks, it is commonplace to fly through the clouds and fog.

You see, that boy is very smart.

Why waste time on mountain roads that can be done in one breath.

Um?

The beauty in the son's arms is the arrogant girl in the mouth of the masters, right?

Such a face and beauty, really... I am lucky.

I wonder if this time, can I find the like-minded confidants and... confidantes that the masters say?

Qin Chu's eyes showed longing, and his whole body was surging.

Just when his figure was in the air and was about to swept towards the top of the mountain, beside him, Tianjiao suddenly shouted angrily, "Bold! Where did you come from, how dare you ignore the iron rules of Xianzong!!"