We Villains Don’t Want to Be a Stepping Stone

"Sir! Please enter the hall for a while."

Helianshan waved his palm and turned to lead the way.

However, Ling Xiao's eyes passed over the disciples of the elders of Xianzong.

It's just a little disappointing to him, this huge immortal sect doesn't even have a man of destiny?

Is this... reasonable?

However, when Ling Xiao walked in front of the elders of Xianzong, his eyes narrowed quietly.

I saw that among the many elders, an old man with gray hair in black clothes, his eyes went beyond himself, and looked at the crowd in the distance.

Ling Xiao seemed to feel it, and when he looked back, he saw Qin Chu standing in the crowd, staring at him with a smile.

"Um?"

In an instant, Ling Xiao had a guess in his heart.

He can see the luck in these Sons of Destiny, but these natives naturally cannot.

And this white-haired old man had reached the seventh rank of God Emperor, so he should not have noticed Qin Chu, who was plain looking and concealed his breath.

But he actually ignored himself and looked at the young man in the crowd.

What does this mean?

What else could it mean that he knew Qin Chubai.

The Son of Destiny is indeed easy to be dazzling, but it is also an outbreak after being suppressed and ridiculed by various kinds of first.

How can a young man who has never been born and who doesn't even know how awesome he is, can be seen by others at a glance?

This elder is tricky.

Generally speaking, in the setting of the big devil, the bloodthirsty is certain, but it will also highlight the emotional color.

This is also the reason why the world believes in immortals, but readers prefer the way of magic.

Killing decisively, being an enemy of the world, but being honest and righteous, revealing and spilling in loneliness.

Anything that becomes a demon has cause and effect, no matter whether it is love or hate.

In today's world, everyone is depressed, so we probably appreciate the same kind of people.

Strong and indifferent.

Because the more you laugh, no one will care about your seriousness.

"This elder is..."

Ling Xiao stopped, looked at the elder Xuanyi in front of him, and smiled lightly.

"This is the great elder of my Immortal Xuanzong, Feng Yuanyang."

Helianshan looked stunned for a moment, turned around, and his eyes revealed a hint of doubt, obviously he didn't understand why Ling Xiao asked Elder Feng.

"Oh? The elder is not from the southern border?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly, before Feng Yuanyang could react, he had already walked towards the hall.

No matter what the cause and effect of this Elder Feng and the Six Demons are involved, now it seems that there is some good use value.

Now there are rumors in the southern border that there are demons teaming up with the sea clan to bring chaos to the world.

Although this matter has nothing to do with the Six Demons, but...

If I say it's related, it's definitely related.

As for this Qin Chu, as a disciple of the Six Demons, I would say that he is a descendant of the Demon Dao, right?

On the top of the mountain, Qin Chu looked at the figure surrounded by everyone, and his palms gradually clenched.

"It turns out that Young Master Ling Xiao is actually the Holy Son of the Holy Religion."

For this power, the Six Demons naturally mentioned it a lot.

Although Qin Chu's cultivation technique is not a magic trick in the true sense, it is also in the category of magic, similar to the Ten Thousand Dao Demon Sect.

The Six Demons believe in freedom and freedom, and their magic and supernatural powers are also multi-swords.

The Holy Religion, the leader of the Holy State's righteous path, has always been responsible for killing demons.

Therefore, before leaving, the six masters repeatedly taught that the identity of the devil must not be exposed when going out.

Originally Qin Chu disdained those hypocrites of the Holy Sect, but since seeing Ling Xiao, he felt that it was impossible to generalize.

At the very least, the way this young man believes in is very unruly.

"It should be Chu'er."

Feng Yuanyang ignored Ling Xiao, and when he thought about it, the Son of God mostly asked him because he didn't look like someone from the southern border.

A few days ago, he had received a letter from Wen Ruyu, informing Chu Er that he would come to Xuansi Sacred Mountain in the near future to compete for the creation of Tianchi, and attached a portrait of Qin Chu, asking him to take care of him.

Feng Yuanyang is truly in awe of the great demon Wen Ruyu.

When he first entered the southern border, he offended the sea clan, and happened to meet the six demons who roamed the world.

If it wasn't for the six people joining forces and defeating the sea clan's powerhouses, Feng Yuanyang would have already died in the hands of the demons.

He trusts his own senses more than the judgment of the world.

The seven people traveled together in the southern border for several years. Feng Yuanyang was even more convinced by the behavior of the six demons, and almost went into seclusion with them.

However, in the end, he worshipped Xianzong in order to repay his kindness, but it was only to inquire about the movement of the holy religion, so that the six demons could respond.

Decades of years have gone by in the blink of an eye, and he is now the Great Elder of Xianxuan Sect, and the disciples of the Six Demons have also been born and trained.

Although he is not a master, he is very happy in his heart.

"Chu'er, don't worry, I will help you fight for good fortune and make you stand out in the southern border."

There is a truth to this, the higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

Xianxuan Mountain, on a secluded peak in the back mountain.

Compared to the main peak of Xianxuan, this place looks much cleaner.

Clouds and mists curled up, the mountains and forests became the sea, and it was even more quiet.

At this time, in front of the main hall in the middle of the peak, a young girl in black was lying on a bamboo chair with an ancient book on her face, lazily basking in the sun.

only…

What is a little strange is that this girl is wearing a pair of silver gloves on her jade hands, which looks quite strange.

different.

"Senior Sister Ruge, I'm back!!"

A hearty laughter suddenly came from a distance, and the girl's delicate body trembled with fright. She instinctively activated her spiritual power and jumped out to a distance of ten meters.

In his hand, a magic talisman flickered with golden light, revealing endless mysteries.

"Come back when you come back, what are you yelling at, you scare me!"

The girl's brows twitched slightly, obviously with a hint of anger.

At this time, her face was also covered with a layer of veil, and she could vaguely see that beautiful face.

Her name is Feng Ruge, and she is the first disciple of the seventh peak of Xianxuan Sect.

A pair of beautiful eyes are bright and deep, like bright stars, ethereal and divine.

Half of his long, dark hair was casually scattered behind his head, and the other half was tied into a thin braid, which was quite exotic.

Only the temperament on the body is inexplicably lonely.

It seems to be out of tune with this world.

"Senior sister, you are also the first disciple of my seventh peak, why are you always so timid!"

On the mountain road, a young man in white walked over, with a delicate face that was a little immature, and his aura was also weak.

"You know a hammer! I call it timid? How many times have I told you that the journey to immortal cultivation is extremely dangerous, I call it cautious, do you understand!!"

Feng Ruge glared at the young man, "Have you done your homework? You can't be lazy when Master is not here."

"I've been up the mountain for five years. A while ago, I followed my brothers down the mountain to get rid of demons. When I go back to the sect, besides chopping firewood, I'm carrying water. Senior sister, when will you teach me some powerful magic powers?"

With a naive look on the boy's face, he took out a spirit fruit from his arms and handed it to Feng Ru singer, "I just picked it, I ate one, it's sweet, senior sister try it out."

"Just picked it? Do you know what kind of spiritual fruit this is? You dare to eat it? How many times have I told you! Junior Brother Qingshan, wild flowers in the wild... and wild fruits, don't pick them, maybe they are poisonous fruits."

Feng Ruge shook her head, her face suddenly solemn, "Junior brother! You have to remember, be cautious!! Be cautious! Otherwise, you won't know how you died one day!!"