We Villains Don’t Want to Be a Stepping Stone

"Brother! You are really my little lucky star!"

Crocodile Zhan sighed, stood up from the ground, and looked at Lei Mang outside him with an extremely excited expression.

Originally, he was worried about whether he could withstand the erosion of this magic with his current strength.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Ling Xiao solved it with a flick of his finger.

You say you are angry or not, but I want good fortune, so heaven sent such a young man to my side, sheltered me all the way, and sent me to heaven!

I, Crocodile Zhan, deserve to be the destiny!

I can survive the millennium catastrophe safely, but what can a mere Zi Yan do to me! !

"Let's go! Young master, find Xianyuan as soon as possible, and I can send you to heaven as soon as possible."

Ling Xiao smiled gently, with coldness in his eyes.

Now the young crocodile master only has a thousand luck left, as long as he plays with it a little bit, he will be completely confessed.

It's just that Ling Xiao never made a move, not because he can lick, but because...he is still not sure if there is any other danger in this ancestral land.

With the current relationship between the two, even if the crocodile ancestor left his consciousness here that day, crocodile Zhan would definitely stand by his side.

Wouldn't it be a pity to kill such an excellent shield?

"Ascension to the sky?"

Crocodile Zhan looked stunned, isn't this a coincidence, isn't this, young master, did you think of me together?

Climb to the sky, climb to the top of the sky! !

"boom!!"

The moment the two stepped into the ancient palace, they saw the stone gate suddenly closed behind them.

Immediately afterwards, a prehistoric trend descended from the sky, instantly covering the figures of the two of them.

And the ancient palace, which was originally as dark as night, suddenly lit up with a bright fairy light.

There are thousands of rays of light, and the melodious rhyme of Taoism is like a raging sea, in which there seems to be a ray of divine power.

Ling Xiao stood on the spot with his hands behind his back, with a calm expression on his face.

At this moment, he could see a tall black shadow standing quietly in the direction of the center of the hall.

Layers upon layers of magic trickle up and down from around the shadow.

Endless visions arise one after another, transforming the heavens and the earth into black and yellow, and the heavens and the ages.

The order of reincarnation, space, and time seems to be completely wiped out here.

Even the light seems to fall forever in the shadow.

Although Ling Xiao didn't see the black shadow's appearance clearly, he stood there, giving people a terrifying magic power that the world is indestructible, the six realms are invulnerable, all spirits are in harmony, and the nine heavens will be destroyed together.

The deep black light contains the majesty that makes the heavens tremble.

Thousands of magical powers converged into one ray, making the black shadow even taller and taller.

Like a demon lord sitting on the top of the sky, standing still in the sky, overlooking the common people.

"thump."

Beside Ling Xiao, Crocodile Zhan's legs suddenly softened and he knelt on the ground.

At this moment, his eyes were filled with unspeakable panic and panic, as if he saw an unspeakable horror, a catastrophe.

It makes people despair, and unconsciously wants to ask for forgiveness.

The demonic chant resounded in my ears, and there were thousands of ghosts coming from the sky before my eyes, bowing and kneeling towards the black shadow.

In front of him, all immortals, gods, ancient demons, ghosts and ghosts are all small and humble, not to be noticed.

"Please, please! Spare my life spare my life!"

Crocodile Zhan's voice was full of fear, even with Lei Ri protecting him, his aura was still gradually wilting.

It's just that at the moment when the dark light fell from the sky, above the ancient temple, a clear light suddenly lit up leisurely.

Immediately afterwards, Wanzhang's magic power was suppressed for a while, and a terrifying divine brilliance fell from the sky, smashing hard on the top of Crocodile Zhan's head.

"Ah!!"

Crocodile Zhan screamed in despair, his figure curled up on the ground, "No! No! I'm dead! Ah! I'm going to die!"

"Little Lord?"

Ling Xiao smiled and shook his head slightly.

If you lost your luck, how could you lose your courage?

It seems that Crocodile Zhan has not been able to break free from Ziyan's nightmare in the past three hundred years.

The Son of Destiny, protected by the Dao of Heaven.

But all creatures, how can there be a state of mind that is born invincible?

The demon core was dug out, the fairy source was taken away, and he lived in fear. The real feeling in his heart should be resentment, hatred and...fear.

It's not, I, Crocodile Zhan, in this life will definitely fight against the heavens and cut down the Dao, and re-establish Nine Heavens and other fgs.

If you want to be so awesome, how did you get down to this point?

So, without the aura, people will be real.

"Um?"

The confusion in Crocodile Zhan's eyes disappeared, and he looked up at Ling Xiao, a look of embarrassment suddenly appeared on his face.

It turns out that it wasn't that magic treasure that wanted to kill me, that everything was an illusion just now?

"Ahem, brother, did you feel a wave of magic coming in just now?"

"Well, I almost lost my mind."

Ling Xiao withdrew his fist and looked at the clear light above the phantom.

He already had a fairy source in his body, so he could easily feel the breath of the same source.

But, it's not a magic bone.

Although there was a demonic aura on the phantom in the temple, it wasn't the aura of the fleshy bones, it was more like... the aftermath left after countless years of being impregnated by the magic.

"Uh, hehe, it seems that my brother's Taoism is really tough, so I can rest assured."

Crocodile Zhan stood up, still looking a little scared.

He has been to this forbidden area several times, but he has never stepped into this ancient palace.

Even, the ancient crocodile clan has a tradition that if you want to subdue this magic treasure, you must cultivate

Step into the eighth rank of Emperor Realm.

Otherwise, it will be backlashed.

Of course, when entering the palace this time, Crocodile Zhan never thought of subduing this treasure.

What he wants is the fairy source that suppresses this thing.

As for whether Ling Xiao can break the seal set by the ancestor and subdue this treasure, that's not his concern.

"Xianyuan is in the formation above the magic treasure, young master, you can collect it yourself."

Ling Xiao looked up at the ancient formation hidden in the clear light. At this moment, he could vaguely feel a ray of soul consciousness in the formation.

Obviously, it should be the method arranged by the ancestors of the crocodile.

However, if he wanted to get close to that phantom, he had to pass the seal. In this way, he would definitely be awakened.

A remnant soul of a strong man in heaven and earth cannot tolerate Ling Xiao being careless.

Moreover, this soul is different from Ye Luoyun, he is the core of the formation.

In other words, if Ling Xiao doesn't enter the formation, it shouldn't be able to get out of the control of the formation.

Well, how to annihilate it?

Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly looked down at Crocodile Zhan.

At this moment, he could feel that his connection with the realm had been completely cut off by the coercion here.

Even the Qiankun ring cannot be opened at will.

The ancestor of the crocodile, the method is really terrible, and it is safe to block everything.

only!

If the ancestral crocodile soul had the strength to suppress the magic treasure, it wouldn't be a waste of time, and asked the crocodile to disperse the immortal source and put it into the formation.

In this way, he should have been... out of strength?

Otherwise, he would not be asleep in the formation, and he has not woken up until now.

Now that a thousand years have passed, how much power does this ancestral soul have left?

Why don't you give him a try?

Even if Ling Xiao loses, this soul will never dare to step out of this palace.

"Okay! Good brother, thanks to you this time! I'll take the fairy source first, and then help you take that magic treasure!"

Crocodile Zhan gritted his teeth fiercely, and finally strode towards the place where the magic was surging.

Ling Xiao, on the other hand, stood at the gate of the palace, looking coldly at the figure of Crocodile Zhan.

The source of immortality has been seized, what choice will this ancestor of the crocodile make?