We Villains Don’t Want to Be a Stepping Stone

"boom!"

Gu Yueqian's expression was ferocious, and the palm was printed out loudly, instantly turning into the size of a hundred feet.

The runes on it flickered, and the Tao flowed, like falling stars, covering Ling Xiao's figure in a blink of an eye.

What about the Holy Son?

Anyway, none of us can survive today, so you can die here with my Bone Race! !

only! !

Before the coldness on the Bone Race Master's face dissipated, surprise flashed across his eyes.

At this moment, he seemed to feel that the entire sea area suddenly... stopped for a moment.

It's that feeling of standing still in time.

And his handprints seem to... not be printed on Ling Xiao at all?

Like being entangled by something?

I... shit?

How could a boy of seventeen or eighteen be able to block his furious palm?

impossible! I do not believe!

Guyue retreated, and the aura in front of her disappeared.

Then, he was a little inconceivable to see four figures suddenly appearing in front of Ling Xiao, three of them were all dressed in black robes, with their faces covering the faces of ghosts, but the breath on their bodies was mixed with a ray of demon.

Especially the one at the head is even more comparable to him, having reached the level of a seventh-rank god emperor.

The remaining one was a fat young man with a wretched appearance, with an emperor's prestige, but his whole body was somewhat miraculous.

"How... how?"

To be honest, even though Gu Yuejiao knew that the Son of the Holy Cult's means would be terrifying and his talent was close to that of a monster, but he really didn't expect that this Bibi would have so many... servants by his side?

You... how afraid of death is this?

Seven great god emperors, ten thousand blood guards!

Such a lineup is as terrifying as the royal family in the sea region.

No wonder he dared to fight my bone clam clan alone. It turns out that he has the confidence! !

"Holy...Holy Son, look...can I be lucky enough to be one of them?"

"Puchi."

Just as Gu Yue looked at Ling Xiao expectantly, a blood-stained palm suddenly protruded from his chest.

In the direction behind him, Xiong Huan's figure stood upright, with a touch of extreme coldness in his eyes.

"You do not deserve."

Ling Xiao shook his head, the magic blade emerged in his hand, and he slashed out, directly devouring Gu Yuejiao's blood, soul, and soul.

"Gu Ao, take them and collect your family heritage."

"Yes! Young Master."

Gu Ao nodded indifferently, like a walking corpse, turned and walked towards the Bone Race Hall.

"Young master..."

At this moment, Xi'er still had a look of shock on her face.

So... simple?

The royal family in one sea area, the royal family in the thousands of miles of sea area, just like this...was the whole family wiped out?

Holy Son?

No wonder he is so indifferent and calm, it turns out that he is the second generation of the biggest power in this world! !

"Let's go, let's meet that young crocodile war master and ask him why he wants to destroy your Jinlin clan."

Ling Xiao took a step towards the depths of the sea, but there was a trace of hesitation on Xi'er's pretty face, "My lord..."

"Huh? What's the matter, Xi'er?"

"Young master! How about...forget it."

"You don't want to avenge the Golden Scale Clan anymore?"

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, but sneered from the bottom of his heart.

never mind?

My first chess piece has just fallen, so you just say... Forget it?

"I think! But son... the Jiaoren clan is not comparable to the Bone Clan at all. There are many strong people in this clan, and they are the real overlord force in the sea area before Master."

Xi'er sighed lightly, although the destruction of the Jinlin clan made her feel pain.

However, getting along with Ling Xiao in the past few days gave her a glimmer of hope again.

She didn't want to watch him go to die, even though Ling Xiao's status was noble enough, his talent was monstrous enough, and there were strong people following him, but compared with the Jiaoren, he still seemed too small.

This is the sea area, which has never been bound by the holy religion.

There is an ancient clan that has been passed down for thousands of years, and even Zi Yan may not know how many strong people there are in the clan.

At the beginning, the unification of the sea area was the result of the general trend. Zi Yan came with ten thousand monsters, and there was no room for the Jiao people not to bow their heads and surrender.

But the entire sea area knew that the Jiao people did not approve of this sea emperor from the bottom of their hearts.

"Nothing can stand in the way. I promise others things."

Ling Xiao looked indifferent, looking at the distant sea.

In the extremely deep place of the sea, it was pitch black and gloomy, without a ray of light, it was extremely scary.

However, the darker the place, the more it should be... the stage of the devil!

"Grand... son..."

Xi'er's pretty face was frozen, and there was a complex look in her beautiful eyes.

Why take responsibility?

Don't retreat when you encounter strength, don't feel sad when you encounter weakness, say your word, and don't regret even if you die.

Young master Ling Xiao, it is really an honor for Xi'er to meet you.

But, do I deserve it? Is it worthy of calling you... through life and death?

"Okay, let's go! Even if the Jiao people are tyrannical, I don't believe that they dare to be enemies of the Holy Cult."

Ling Xiao snorted coldly. To this day, he still hasn't contacted the first angel, and the latter surprisingly never took the initiative to find him.

Although now Ling Xiao has arranged many means to disrupt the situation in southern Xinjiang.

However, there was a slight sense of uneasiness.

Is it possible that he

What do you see?

Or, did he sense that something was wrong with him, the holy son of the Holy Church?

Of course, no matter what the possibility is, it doesn't have much impact on Ling Xiao.

Now that the Divine Master Order is in his hands, Dugu Yunzhen has no way to get in touch with the Divine Master.

Ling Xiao only needs to delay his footsteps in southern Xinjiang, and this number one envoy can only be a turtle in a urn.

If the real devil is not enough to attract the attention of the first envoy, is the strong man who can perform the law of extreme ice enough?

No matter what the relationship between Dugu Yunzhen and the divine master is, whether they know the real reason for Ye Qingchan's fall, I am afraid that once news about her appears, it will be enough to make him panic.

Loyal servant of God, traveling around the four borders?

Are you afraid that you are secretly helping the divine master to find... the way is evil?

Hehe, Neptune.

How about we discuss it, you ask your snake shop commander to help me... kill a few people?

The Blood Shark Palace is located in the southwest of the Endless Sea.

Compared with the bone clam, magic crow and other clans, the background of the blood shark clan is even deeper.

After all, the ferocity of this family is well known.

But today, the entire Blood Shark Palace was a little strangely quiet.

I saw Shabi, the leader of the Blood Shark Clan, kneeling on the hall in panic, his whole body trembling, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

In front of him, the corpse of an elder of the blood shark tribe lined up in front of the hall, but there was no trace of scars on his body, as if his soul had been shattered by life.

"You really don't know... the traces of the Tiancrocodiles?"

Above the main hall, there was a sudden cold laughter.

I saw a figure in a purple robe standing with his hands behind his back, his back facing everyone, as if admiring the blood shark totem in the temple.

"Back to the Purple Emperor, my subordinates really don't know!!"

Shabi's voice was terrified, even though he was in the seventh-rank emperor realm, he was still as weak as an ant in front of this person.

even! !

A ray of power on her body is enough to make the blood shark clan leader despair, and he dare not even have the slightest disobedience.