I am the villain of infinite reincarnation

"Leader, what happened?"

After killing the pack of wolves, the seven young men rushed over to ask.

"It's okay, let's go on!"

Bai Song threw Huang Pizi's body to the elder brother, turned around and walked forward.

A group of nine people and one beast walked towards the distance along the mountain road by the moonlight.

Not knowing how far he had gone, Bai Song suddenly stopped and stopped moving forward.

Looking at the surrounding graves, Bai Song couldn't help frowning.

He always felt that this place was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

"Bai Song, what's the matter? What's so interesting about these graves?"

In front of outsiders, Huayu didn't directly address Bai Song as her husband, but changed her address to him by his name.

This is also to avoid some unnecessary troubles.

For example, being discovered by other reincarnators, they threatened Bai Song with flower language.

"Graves?"

Bai Song muttered to himself, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he suddenly remembered.

Isn't this the place where Old Master Ren was buried in the original book?

They came here unknowingly, no wonder he felt this place was so familiar.

At this time, the voice of the reincarnation game also sounded in their minds.

[Story mission has started]

[Participate in the plot or change the plot, if it reaches 80.00% or more, it can be counted as clearance]

[Optional task [-]; kill Uncle Nine]

[Optional task [-]; kill Mrs. Ren]

Bai Song was not the only one who heard the sound of the reincarnation game.

The seven little ones and Hua Yu also heard it.

After listening to it, Big Brother asked Bai Song.

"Leader, let's find Uncle Jiu first and kill him."

"Then go and kill Mrs. Ren, so that both tasks can be considered complete."

What responded to him was not Bai Song's affirmation and praise.

But a pair of cold eyes.

Hearing Da Lao's words, Bai Song really wanted to kick him to death here.

Fortunately, he dared to think about killing Uncle Jiu.

Let's not talk about whether they can kill Uncle Jiu.

Even if he could kill Uncle Jiu, Bai Song wouldn't dare.

Did he know that Uncle Jiu looked ordinary.

But there is a title that is resounding in the heavens and the world; the saint of the world.

Uncle Nine's apprentices are not only all over the world, but they are all at the level of great powers.

Once he dared to touch Uncle Jiu.

Who knows if a palm will appear directly from the sky and slap him to death.

Don't say that Bai Song didn't dare.

Even if Uncle Jiu was to be touched in the reincarnation game, he probably had to think twice.

Once a group of disciples of Uncle Ninth approached him.

The big ball of light had to be smashed to pieces.

Broken samsara spaces are not absent in the heavens and worlds, and there are many more.

"It's not easy to be a villain either!" Bai Song complained.

I couldn't help thinking in my heart, it would be great if all the protagonists were like Yi Xiaochuan.

"Bai Song, Bai Song?"

Seeing Bai Song lost in thought, Hua Yu whispered.

Bai Song came back to his senses, pointed at the grave of the old man Ren, and said to the seven young men.

"Dig it!"

"dig?"

Although the seven young men were puzzled, they acted obediently.

They took out the engineer shovel obtained in the final note last time from their backpacks.

Facing the grave of the old man Ren, he dug hard.

Pit time ~ pit time ~.

Heaps of dirt were thrown to the ground by them.

Soon a black coffin was exposed to everyone.

With the appearance of the coffin, a group of crows suddenly flew into the air, making a sound of "wah-wah-wah".

Invisibly, there seemed to be an ominous atmosphere, filling the air.

"This is..." The seven young men looked at the coffin warily.

After experiencing so many reincarnations, he also felt that the coffin was unusual.

"Get out of the way, go find some wood," Bai Song said in a flat tone.

After Xiao Xiaoluo left the coffin, he wrapped the coffin with telekinetic power.

With a swish, the coffin was brought to the ground.

"Bai Song, is the corpse of Mrs. Ren who you said would turn into a zombie in the coffin?" Hua Yu asked aloud from the side.

"That's right, he was buried in this feng shui treasure cave 20 years ago, absorbing the earth's energy here."

"Once the coffin is opened, it progresses to death."

Bai Song was not made to wait long.

Seven young men came to Bai Song with a bundle of wood.

They stacked bales of wood and sprinkled wine on them.

After everything was ready, Bai Song used his mind power to place the coffin of Old Master Ren on the wood.

He took out an oil lamp lighter, lit it and threw it over.

Boom ~ a big fire ignited.

The fire illuminated the surrounding environment, and black smoke rose from the coffin repeatedly.

The strong stench of corpses, accompanied by black smoke, floated into everyone's noses.

Everyone covered their noses and subconsciously stepped back.

The fire was getting bigger and bigger, and there was a "dong dong" sound in the coffin.

The seven little ones and Hua Yu looked at the coffin vigilantly.

"Go, add more fire to Mrs. Ren."

"Alright, leader!"

Seven young men stepped forward and continued to fill the fire with wood.

Boom~boom~ The vibrations in the coffin became louder and louder.

Finally, with Peng's cry, Mrs. Ren broke out of the coffin.

I saw Mrs. Ren wearing Qing clothes, disheveled hair, and long blue-faced fangs.

Inhuman roars came out of his mouth.

Looking at the Bai Song people below, Mrs. Ren ignored the fire and jumped towards them.

"Leader, be careful."

The seven young men are still very loyal.

Quickly ran forward, tightly guarding Bai Song and Hua Yu behind her.

"Get out of the way, it can't hurt me yet."

Bai Song pushed the little guy away, raised his legs and walked towards Old Master Ren.

Seeing this, Huayu next to him grabbed him
Full of concern, he said, "Don't go, it's dangerous."

"Don't worry, it's fine, trust me." Bai Song patted the back of Huayu's hand and said.

His strength has just undergone a comprehensive improvement, and it is the time when there is a shortage of experimental subjects.

It would be fine if Mrs. Ren was burned.

Since he dared to break out of the coffin, Bai Song must teach it how to make a corpse.

While walking, the purple bamboo gun appeared in his hand out of thin air.

There are traces of electric light on the gun body, adding a bit more domineering.

Roar~ Old Master Ren felt Bai Song's breath and let out a roar.

With a jump, he threw his hands towards Bai Song.

A strong stench hit Bai Song's front.

Really him!mom!Choking.

Bai Song's thoughts exploded, and he directly pushed Old Master Ren away.

Immediately afterwards, he took out a gas mask from the fairy ring and put it on his face.

Only then did the stench be isolated, and I felt that my breathing was much smoother.

Bai Song's foot thumped, and the purple bamboo gun in his hand made a splash.

A gun pierced the old man's chest.

The old man put his hands on his chest.

When the Zizhu gun was approaching, he grabbed the Zizhu gun in his hand.

It's a pity that it doesn't know that the purple bamboo spear is tempered by lightning.

It is designed to overcome such demons and ghosts.

Crackling~.

A burst of lightning shot out from the gun body.

Following Mr. Ren's hand, it ran all over its body.

An even worse smell of rotting corpses wafted from Mrs. Ren's body.

The national treasure who was eating bamboo behind Huayu, smelled the stench, and slammed the hand holding the bamboo.

Leaving the bamboo behind, he ran away.