We Villains Don’t Want to Be a Stepping Stone

In the center of southern Xinjiang, at the foot of Xuansi Mountain.

Daoist Ling Xiao looked at the golden robed figure in surprise, with a hint of doubt in his brows.

Ninth-rank God Emperor, Xuantian Holy Body.

The number one envoy of the holy religion is actually a strong saint.

It's just that Ling Xiao didn't know what kind of talent this holy body had.

"This is Lord Dugu."

Shui Rou stood beside Ling Xiao, bowing slightly towards Dugu Yunzhen.

But Ling Xiao just smiled lightly, with a clear voice, "I have heard the name of the envoy for a long time."

"Buzz."

At this moment, in the hands of Dugu Yunchen, an ancient mirror suddenly rose up, hanging in the void.

There seems to be a golden sun sprinkled on it, and it shines towards Ling Xiao.

Seeing this scene, although Ling Xiao had fear on his face, he sneered in his heart.

Even though it looked on the outside, he still didn't recognize who this Dugu Yunzhen was.

However, it is obvious that since the envoy sent someone to the eastern border, he must know his identity.

It is reasonable to try now.

"good."

After such a long while, Dugu Yunzhen just nodded indifferently, his pair of eyes exposed under the golden face shone golden, and he only gave Ling Xiao a cold look, then turned his head to look at Yun Qiong in the distance.

With his cultivation base, it is natural to see that the young man in front of him is not impersonated, but a living being of flesh and blood.

On his body, there is no magic talisman skill to cover it.

In other words, this person is Ling Xiao himself.

It's just that for some reason, Dugu Yunzhen's eyes are still full of doubts.

With Yu Jin's strength, it is absolutely impossible to lose a boy.

Therefore, the Son must now be in the depths of the Dead Sea.

Is it really just sound alike?

But why did the leader of the Qin clan say that Ling Xiao only returned to the clan yesterday?

Could there be such a coincidence in this world?

If Dugu Yunzhen remembers correctly, what Ling Xiao comprehended should be the Dao of Thunder, but although the young man in front of him has Dao that fluctuates, it is a mysterious and mysterious Dao rhyme.

It's not... Lei Ting Dao is so powerful and domineering.

what is the problem?

For a moment, Dugu Yunzhen really wanted to capture the young man and search his soul.

But this Ling Xiao has a special status, he is a descendant of the Ling clan, and now he is following Shuirou.

Although Dugu Yunzhen didn't really pay attention to an ancient tribe in Eastern Xinjiang, but now the situation in Shengzhou is ups and downs, and undercurrents are surging.

Once he kills innocent people indiscriminately, it will definitely cause other troubles.

After all, the Holy Son is in the sea area, and he only needs to wait a few more days until the Holy Son appears or...disappears before he can figure out Ling Xiao's identity.

The higher the status, the more cautious you think and act.

What's more, this Ling Xiao is uniquely talented, and he has already told the God Lord.

If he is clicked at this time, it will inevitably attract the suspicion of the divine master.

Hey.

People with these two sides really lost a piece of trust.

I hope that young man of the Qin family can bring him some... useful information.

"In the past few days, a demon has appeared in the southern border and slaughtered the common people. Since you have come here to practice, you should investigate his whereabouts with Elder Shui and kill him as soon as possible."

After the words fell, Dugu Yunzhen stepped forward and disappeared in place in an instant.

It wasn't until his figure walked away that a faint smile appeared on the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth.

Just now when Dugu Yunzhen spoke, he obviously suppressed his original voice.

In other words, he was faking it.

It seems that this envoy is indeed an acquaintance, but there is no one other than the Taixuan Daoist who Ling Xiao has seen before.

Moreover, once such a holy body appears, it is impossible for Ling Xiao not to notice it.

Who is it?

Yes, killing demons?

Pooh.

Angel, no matter how thoughtful you are, I'm afraid you never thought that the demons that appeared in the southern border were all prepared by me.

As long as you have no luck, I bet you can't kill anyone.

Time passed slowly, and it was half a month in the blink of an eye.

In the ancestral land of crocodiles, the moon and stars are rare, and the sky and the earth are two colors.

In the east, the blood cloud surged like the sea.

But above that ancient island, there is a fairy rhyme rippling, deriving thousands of visions.

The demonic cloud that had originally enveloped this place had completely dissipated long ago, which undoubtedly made many of the Sea Clan's geniuses breathe a sigh of relief.

But at this time, in the ancient temple, outside Ling Xiao, there was a myriad of rays of light, and there seemed to be a phantom standing behind him, quietly protecting it.

"boom!"

At a certain moment, there was a thunderous sound between the sky and the earth.

I saw that the sky is dark for a moment, and the moon and stars are hidden.

There are only endless black clouds left, which want to be suppressed from the sky.

"Boom!"

A dazzling thunder light illuminated the sky and the earth, only to disappear for a moment.

A shower was about to fall, and even the air smelled of damp earth.

Immediately afterwards, countless thunderbolts seemed to tilt the galaxy, lighting up the sky in an instant.

Everyone stared dumbfounded at the thunder curtain pouring down from the sky, and there was nothing but shock in their eyes.

I... shit?

Is this a catastrophe?

I have lived so long, and I have never seen such a terrifying catastrophe.

With such momentum, is it someone who has broken through the emperor's realm and is about to enter the Western Paradise?

do not

As for the god emperor and powerhouse, with the power of heaven contained in the tribulation thunder, even the gods might not be able to bear the power, right?

But at this time, in the ancient mountain hall.

Feeling the terrifying thunder spreading down from the top of his head, Ling Xiao didn't show any panic on his face.

He raised his head, looked at the place where the Milky Way was shining, and his body turned into a frightened bird, and he went straight to meet the thunder light.

"boom!!"

An endless sea of ​​thunder enveloped the world, and there seemed to be a Taoist rhyme in it.

But Ling Xiao sat cross-legged like a rock out of thin air, stripped of his aura, and endured the catastrophe with only his physical strength.

For some reason, he always had a vague feeling that not only the cultivation of spiritual power was shackled by this world, but even the realm of Taoism was also suppressed.

"Boom!"

The thunder waterfall lasted for several hours before gradually dissipating.

There is sunlight piercing through the clouds and shining on the earth, Taoist runes manifest from Ling Xiao's body, and immortal brilliance surrounds thousands of miles.

A surging and astonishing aura gushed out from his body, and even the blood seemed to contain a sea of ​​spirit, making a rumbling sound.

Ling Xiao's eyes opened, like a thunder sun blooming, and a ray of light in his eyes cut across the world like an ancient sword, and wherever it passed, even the void was neatly shredded.

"God Emperor Realm."

There was a warm smile on the corner of his mouth, and then, there were waves of fluctuations in the void in front of him.

Figures of Xiong Huan, Xiao Po, Xing Shen and others appeared out of thin air, and then bowed to Ling Xiao.

"Go, get rid of the crocodile survivors on this island, and don't move those arrogances of the sea."

"Yes! My lord!"

"Xiong Huan, come with me."

Ling Xiao's figure fell from the sky and stood in the ancient temple.

Now that the source of immortality has been lost, the formation in this palace has also lost its former power.

But the moment Ling Xiao looked up at the demon armor, he heard a muffled sound from behind him.

"thump!"