We Villains Don’t Want to Be a Stepping Stone

"Push!"

Deep in the ancient temple, Ye Fan stared dumbfounded at the terrifying figure in front of him wearing divine armor and holding a golden spear, his eyes full of despair.

In the hall farther away, a majestic figure sat upright, wearing a golden crown, wearing a holy robe, and holding a rusty long knife in his hand.

Although this figure closed his eyes, there was no trace of vitality on his body.

But when he sat there, he gave people an endless oppression.

Obviously, this person is probably the owner of this ruin.

And the golden armored puppet in front of him must be the guardian of his mausoleum.

Until this time, Ye Fan didn't understand why this hall was gloomy and full of death.

It turned out that this place was the place where an ancient power was sitting.

Fortune must be above the mighty corpse, and this battle puppet is probably the final test.

Thinking like this, Ye Fan's body suddenly burst into a bright light.

A mid-stage awakening power rippled out, and a terrifying sharpness also bloomed from the spirit sword in his hand.

"clang!"

However, the battle puppet is a dead thing, and he can't feel the pain at all, and even his strength seems to be inexhaustible.

Ye Fan fought with him for a long time, and finally fell into a disadvantage.

"Magic ape! Don't shoot yet!"

Ye Fan's anxious cry resounded from the hall.

The figure of the magic monkey Miyong suddenly appeared beside Ye Fan, and the magic light surged in his hand, and his palm was directly printed on a black spiritual crystal above the head of the war puppet.

"Crack!"

Accompanied by a shattering sound, the figure of the originally powerful and terrifying war puppet suddenly stopped.

But at this moment, a layer of strange waves rolled out, and instantly enveloped Ye Fan.

"Damn it! There are still means."

Ye Fan's heart trembled, and before he could take precautions, the scene in front of him suddenly began to change.

"Is it a fantasy?"

In the main hall, there were suddenly many ferocious monsters with ferocious faces.

But Ye Fan was unmoved and sat down with his legs crossed.

Since it is an illusion, stabilize your mind, everything is illusory.

As the son of destiny, Ye Fan's heart is naturally impeccable.

And this test was not a big threat to him at all.

Time passed slowly.

When Ye Fan opened his eyes again, there was already a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Illusions or something, killings are all tricks.

For the Son of Destiny, this is nothing more than a copy of accumulating experience and cutting off demons.

No, no, it should be forging a flawless Dao Heart!

However! ! !

Just when Ye Fan got up and wanted to walk towards the corpse of the owner of the ruins.

He clearly saw that in the center of the hall, a familiar figure in black was looking at him with a smile that was not a smile.

"Ling Xiao!!!"

Ye Fan's face turned grim in an instant.

In just a split second, there was a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

"Is it still a fantasy? This method is a bit clever."

Ye Fan sneered, raised his foot and walked towards "Ling Xiao".

"Although I'm not your opponent yet, as long as I get the inheritance of this ancient power, I will kill a person from the sea of ​​souls."

"Is it?"

Ling Xiao raised a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Knew it.

This so-called relic is nothing but an upgraded copy for the Son of Destiny.

Although the middle process seems dangerous, in the end, all the good things will fall into his hands logically.

"Huh? You... you can talk?!"

Ye Fan was stunned for a while.

In the illusion he experienced just now, although many terrifying monsters emerged, without exception, they were all transformed by the demons in his sea of ​​consciousness.

No consciousness, no thinking, not even an expression.

But in front of Ling Xiao, there was a hint of sarcasm on his face.

"You... you are Ling Xiao?!!!"

Ye Fan felt the hairs on his whole body stand up.

how is this possible?

Why is this bastard here? !

"Young Master Ye, you've worked hard."

Ling Xiao grinned, turned and glanced at the stalwart figure sitting on the golden chair in the hall, and a dignified look flashed in his eyes immediately.

Although this ruin is full of terror and magic.

However, this ancient corpse did not have any fluctuations in demonic energy, and even had a faint hint of divine aura.

Could it be that the creation that summoned him was on this corpse?

At this time, Ye Fan's eyes swept around Ling Xiao, but he didn't feel the breath of a strong man.

"You came alone?"

On the day the Demon Ape assassinated Ling Xiao, it was stopped by the powerful man behind him.

Although Ye Fan didn't know how he found this ruin, if...

He really came alone, so today's ruins are the place where his bones were buried.

"if not?"

The corner of Ling Xiao's mouth raised a playful look.

How could he not know what Ye Fan was thinking.

"Hehehe, Ling Xiao, how did you find this place?"

Ye Fan's face relaxed again, and even

There was still a hint of teasing in his eyes.

"Of course I came with Young Master Ye, Young Master Ye, how should I thank you? Send you to death... okay?"

Ling Xiao smiled, raised his feet and walked to the ancient corpse, his whole body quietly lit up with a gleam of spirit.

A great power who has fallen from ancient times, even if he leaves an inheritance, he will definitely not be easily obtained.

Besides, this relic was obviously specially prepared by Tiandao's father for Ye Fan.

If he takes it by force, it will inevitably lead to changes.

"Send me to death? Hehehe, Ling Xiao, you probably haven't learned the power of my demon servant yet."

Ye Fan sneered, waved his palm lightly, and saw the figure of the magic monkey Miyong instantly appear beside him.

"Just a person from the sea of ​​​​souls, my demon servant can be destroyed with a wave of my hand, Ling Xiao, if you want to blame it, you are too greedy, and you dare to plot my good fortune."

"Wait to kill? Young Master Ye, don't think about it, how did I follow you here?"

Ling Xiao didn't even look at Ye Fan, his eyes were always on the ancient corpse.

But after looking at it for a long time, he didn't see any difference in the ancient corpse. Could it be that the Son of Destiny still had to trigger the chance?

"You... what do you mean?"

"Bring him to me."

Ling Xiao said lightly, but Ye Fan didn't have time to react at all, his whole body was held by a huge force around his neck, and then he was brought to Ling Xiao like a dead dog.

"Magic ape...you...you dare to kill the master?!"

Ye Fan's eyes were round, and he looked at the magic shadow behind him with an incredible look. He was about to move the Eight Desolate Glazed Tile Pagoda, but he heard Ling Xiao in front of him say calmly, "I promise you will die before him."

"you!!"

Ye Fan's face turned pale instantly, and Doudou's cold sweat kept dripping down his forehead.

He never dreamed that Ling Xiao actually controlled this fierce monster in his tower.

how is this possible?

Rao, with the terrifying and fierce power of the Eight Desolate Glazed Tile Pagoda, can only suppress it, but cannot make it surrender.

How did Ling Xiao do this? !

"Did, the Son of Destiny is seriously injured, congratulations to the host for looting 300 points of luck and 3,000 points of destiny."