Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"Young Master Ye, the good fortune in this ruin should be on this ancient corpse, why don't you try it?"

Ling Xiao smiled and motioned for the magic ape to bring Ye Fan to him, then with a wave of his palm, he instantly sealed the spiritual power of his whole body.

The son of destiny, there is always something to save his life, Ling Xiao doesn't want to be escaped by him again.

Otherwise, if you give this Ye Fan a few more years, maybe he can really make waves.

Ling Xiao didn't want to accidentally become a stepping stone for others.

"Ling Xiao, you will regret it!"

Ye Fan's eyes were full of grievances, but at this time in front of a soul sea person, he really didn't have much power to fight back.

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Although the magic ape cultivation base is strong, it is not a cause for concern.

After all, he was constrained by the Eight Desolate Glazed Tile Pagoda, so he didn't dare to really kill himself.

As long as he finds a way to get rid of Ling Xiao, the current crisis can be solved.

Ye Fan's eyes glanced at the ancient corpse without a trace.

He has passed many tests before, and logically speaking, it should be time to harvest.

As long as he can get the inheritance on this ancient corpse, it is not impossible to deal with Ling Xiao.

It's ridiculous that this big idiot even asked him to try to awaken this ancient power.

There was a gloomy look in Ye Fan's eyes, but there was a look of resistance on his face.

"Ling Xiao, don't ask me to help you wake up this senior!"

"Your acting skills can win an Oscar for life."

Ling Xiao smiled lightly, ignoring Ye Fan's careful thoughts.

No matter what kind of secrets this ancient powerhouse hides, to him, it is not worth mentioning at all.

A fallen person, according to the routine, will at most leave behind a remnant of the soul.

Although there will be some power in his lifetime, but to Ling Xiao, it is not a threat at all.

Now his Master's method, the real body of the demon is naturally the strongest trump card.

But the ancient Pangu stone in the sea of ​​​​knowledge is also a treasure of heaven and earth, and it is the nemesis of all spiritual things.

The mere remnants of the soul are, at most, nourishment for him.

Ling Xiao wished that this ancient corpse had a higher realm before he was alive, so that he could nourish his soul palace more!

"Ling Xiao, don't be complacent, you won't end well! You must die!"

Ye Fan was taken over by Ling Xiao from the magic ape, holding his neck like a dead dog.

This action made him feel extremely humiliated.

"Young Master Ye, you can eat rice indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense. A decent person like me must live longer than the devil you are."

Ling Xiao grinned and threw Ye Fan towards the ancient corpse.

According to his analysis, the Son of Destiny finally came to this place where the strong man sat and transformed after going through many tests that seemed to be extremely dangerous, but in fact, there was no threat at all.

What mausoleum guardian, the flow of fantasy is an unavoidable challenge.

But it is also the last resort left by the Mighty One.

Get these things done, it's the most important moment.

Awakening of the remnant soul, inheritance of good fortune.

Who is it that disturbed my sleep?

Note that the word "I" must be used here.

As for why, of course, it highlights the force of ancient power.

Otherwise, saying "I" would be too imposing.

In ancient times, everyone was very particular about what they said.

"Bang!"

With an extremely humiliating posture, Ye Fan slammed into the arms of the almighty.

Then! ! !

The entire hall suddenly became dark for a moment.

A mighty prehistoric atmosphere permeated quietly.

Between the heavens and the earth, one after another spiritual energy surged towards the ancient corpse at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Dao Sanskrit suddenly burst out with monstrous demonic energy, and it looked really bluffing. At this time, the ancient corpse's eyes suddenly opened.

It seems to contain endless majesty and a hint of thunder.

Yep, that's the look.

Ling Xiao's mind suddenly became extremely excited.

Sure enough, this ancient power had to be awakened by the Son of Destiny.

Otherwise, if someone else throws it over, I am afraid that I will be struck to death by an inexplicable thunder immediately.

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"Who is it that disturbed my sleep!"

The low and vicissitudes of the voice resounded, and at this time the entire ancient temple seemed to tremble for a moment!

Familiar taste!

Ye Fan's face was a little pale, especially at this time, he seemed to hear a shrill and frightening moan in his ear.

"die!!!"

Terrifying demonic energy radiated from the ancient corpse.

Just then, a ray of golden light manifested from his eyes, suppressing the devilish intent.

"It's that knife!!"

In Ling Xiao's eyes, a ray of aura suddenly bloomed.

At this moment, he could clearly feel that all the demonic energy in the hall was emanating from the demonic sword.

And the awakening ancient power is desperately suppressing the magic that is sweeping the world.

"The Demon"

The strange calling sound resounded from Ling Xiao's sea of ​​consciousness again.

Ling Xiao's figure flashed and instantly appeared in front of the ancient corpse, kicked Ye Fan aside with one foot, and reached out to hold the magic knife.

"Om!!"

Terrible coercion shrouded.

And the eyes of the ancient corpse were also staring at Ling Xiao at this time.

Like a god overlooking the common people, one can't help but want to kneel down.

"Ant, courting death!"

"boom!"

Ling Xiao felt like he was severely injured in an instant, and his figure trembled for a moment, but his hand never let go of the magic knife.

"Hahahaha, Ling Xiao, you can't live by committing sins!"

Ye Fan struggled to stand up from the ground.

From the moment he came into contact with the ancient corpse, he knew the origin of this knife.

According to the memory of the ancient powerhouse, this sword was something of the ancient demon god.

Ordinary people don't say touch it, even if they look at it, they will be eroded by magic and become a walking corpse.

And this almighty, who was willing to fall from the beginning, stayed here, and suppressed the magic knife with his lifelong cultivation.

In other words, the good fortune in this ruin is not the magic knife, but the cultivation and Taoism of this ancient great power before his death.

It's ridiculous that Ling Xiao is so clueless, thinking that the knife is good luck.

This time, without Ye Fan's calculations, he might not be able to escape that mighty thunderbolt.

"boom!!"

In the ancient temple, thunderclouds suddenly gathered, and one after another, purple-blue thunderbolts snaked like angry dragons.

"Ignorance rat, this monster is also what you can covet? The deity suppressed it for three thousand years, and now I finally use the power of thunder to transform its demonic nature, and now I wake up and just destroy it completely!"

"Ant! Die!"

The voice of the ancient corpse was mighty, and a pair of eyes filled with thunder.

He glared at Ling Xiao, his expression extremely angry.

Above his head, a chain of thunder dragons entwined each other, and finally turned into a round of sun condensing out of thin air.

The terrifying power contained in it seems to be able to refine all the demons in the world!

Ye Fan hid beside the hall, not only did not take the opportunity to escape, but there was a faint excitement on his face.

When Ling Xiao died, his revenge would be avenged, and the inheritance was still his own.

comfortable!