Overturning the world: playing the villain at the beginning

The mountains and rains are about to come and the wind is full of buildings!

Wu Ju stood in front of the hall with a solemn expression.

The other elders also stood aside, and their expressions were not very good.

"What the hell happened?"

"I have an ominous premonition!"

"This rain is unusual."

"Did you feel it?"

"what?"

"A powerful murderous aura filled the air."

Among these elders, only Jian Su had an ugly face, but it was not surprising.

He just didn't expect that the magician would dare to hit Wang Chuan.

Although Wang Chuan's suzerain, Wu Ju, is now injured and his strength has dropped greatly, but outsiders don't know about it.

In the eyes of outsiders, there is still a prince in Wangchuan.

Everyone knows how powerful a prince is, and no one dares to provoke Wang Chuan easily.

Only then did Jian Su dare to do the previous move, he was determined that the magician would not dare to provoke Wang Chuan, otherwise, why wouldn't the magician dare to come back to take revenge after being chased by Wang Chuan?

It must be because illusionists are afraid of witchcraft.

The incense in the incense burner that Jian Su gave to the Zhao family is naturally not a simple incense.

It is incense made from the white bones left over after the death of the Qingqiu Fox Clan and ground into powder.

This incense is very special, and the way of making it is also very special. After burning, the aroma will spread very far.

Only those who have been with the fox clan can know the meaning of this incense.

Generally, lighting the fox incense means that people from the Qingqiu Fox Clan are in danger and need to be rescued.

Generally, when there is no life-and-death crisis, one will not light fox incense lightly. After all, a piece of fox incense may be made of the dead bones of one's relatives.

This fox fragrance represents the most unique companionship of the fox family.

Only the bones of relatives will be passed on to the next generation, and made into fox incense that can save lives at critical moments.

In order to lure the magician over, Jian Su didn't show up himself, because he was afraid of angering the magician.

After all, the fox incense was lit, but it turned out that it was not a member of the fox clan. Generally, this fox incense would not be left outside, unless someone from the fox clan was killed, outsiders could get this kind of fox incense.

Jian Su also deliberately engraved some words on the incense, which are the words used by the fox clan to ask for help.

Originally, his plan was to use the Zhao family to lure the magician out. Whether the Zhao family would perish was out of his consideration.

As long as the magician is drawn out, then the magician will see the words of the fox clan calling for help on the incense.

As the teacher of the illusionist, he naturally knows the origin of the illusionist and the fox clan. The fox clan saved the illusionist when he was a child.

Therefore, the magician owed the Fox clan a favor.

With the personality of a magician, if someone from the Qingqiu Fox Clan were in danger, he would definitely not turn a blind eye.

Jian Su felt the strong murderous aura coming from the sky, and stretched out his hand to grab the armrest with a pale face.

Shouldn't the magician go to the ruins?
Why, why did he choose to come to Wangchuan?
Isn't he afraid of the prince Wuju?
Damn, what did he ignore!
in the live room.

The audience was watching the excitement of Wangchuan.

"Huh~ Isn't this Wangchuan?"

"Have you heard what happened before?"

"The disciples of Wangchuan bullied the younger with the big ones, and bullied the new disciples?"

"I heard that because of a trivial matter, a girl was beaten and scolded, and that girl seemed to be left alone."

"It's not as good as a beast!"

"Yes, and there was also the matter of driving Lin Mo out of the sect before."

"Sigh! Wang Chuan is really not a man. Lin Mo had an accident in his own sect, and in the end he didn't even seek justice."

"Sooner or later, Wangchuan will end!"

"Looking at the situation, it could be Wang Chuan's enemies who came to the door, right?"

Wu Ju watched as more and more black clouds gathered in the sky.

He sent an order: "Let all the disciples gather in the square and prepare to fight."

"Yes!"

A disciple passed the order down, and all the disciples quickly gathered in the square.

They followed the order and stood in one position.

The other elders also stand in the eyes of their respective formations, they are the core of the sect guarding formation.

As the energy in the body is continuously input into the underground formation, the entire protective formation is activated.

A layer of blue protective shield unfolded from the Wangchuan Hall.

This large array of guardians is composed of five lord-level elders and eleven heaven-level elders as the eyes of the formation in various directions. More than 1 disciples work together, and it is difficult for even a prince to break through.

But the suzerain Wuju can fight flexibly.

Can be offensive and defensive.

Ordinary people would not easily attack a sect. This is the reason. There is a large formation protecting the sect, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Even if the formation is broken, a huge price is required.

What's more, a sect, especially a powerful sect like Wangchuan, let alone the other four sects dare not invade.

Even Wuxiang Pavilion, a sect as famous as Wang Chuan, dare not say that he can win Wang Chuan with all his strength.

The guards are all together.

The elders can finally relax a little bit.

Wu Ju stood in front of the gate of the Zongmen, quietly waiting for the enemy to arrive.

They only heard a strange tune coming.

Accompanied by the mournful suona sound.

Many "people" walked towards the gate of Wangchuan's sect.

Seeing the enemy is less terrifying than not seeing the enemy.

After all, with the momentum before, it feels like some great enemy is coming, and the unknown is the most terrifying.

When he really saw the enemy, Wu Ju's expression became less solemn.

In the lead is a group of puppet army composed of heaven and earth.

There are a lot of them, probably in the tens of thousands.

But if it's just these things, it still can't pose a threat to Wang Chuan.

Seeing those wooden puppets, each face had exactly the same smile, as if mocking.

Wuju knew who the offender was.

Magician!

Wu Ju was a little angry, how dare a traitor from Wangchuan come to his door?
Could it be that the magician really regarded him as a shaman, a soft persimmon that was easy to pinch?

Swish!
The golems parted in the middle to make way.

Several lord-level puppets walked over slowly, carrying a huge coffin.

Above, sitting is the magician.

And beside the coffin, there were many lord-level puppets.

Even the powerful aura emanating from the puppets made Wu Ju's eyes twitch.

The other party, the visitor is not good!

Come carry the coffin!

Doesn't this mean that Wang Chuan will be buried for him today!
"How courageous! Master Huan, you deceived your master and destroyed your ancestors. You not only stole master's secret books, but also injured your own master. You were dissatisfied with the sect's verdict, defected to the sect, and killed the five elders of Wangchuan. Such a crime is beyond words!"

"Today, you still dare to violate the sect alone. Are you not afraid of being punished by the whole cultivation world?"

But I don't know, after listening to Wu Ju's words.

The illusory master sitting on the coffin suddenly burst out laughing.

"Heh heh heh hahahahahaha, what a grand-sounding Wang Chuan!"