Fantasy: I became the villain at the beginning

In the battlefield of Jiuxiao Pavilion, the newly-appeared troll in the Purple Mansion Realm withdrew his fist, glanced at Yan Xuan, who had only bones left on his legs, and said indifferently: "Hehe, Jiuxiaozi, you Jiuxiao Pavilion gave me a big gift and a small gift at the Necromancer Gate. Unceasingly, of course my Necromancer will come to the door to thank you in person!"

Hearing this, Jiu Xiaozi snorted coldly: "I don't know what you're talking about!"

"Oh? You don't know? There are thirteen Dharma Guardians in my Necromancer Sect, but recently two of them disappeared in the Danwu City without any information. Could it be that you, Jiu Xiaozi, wrote this?"

Jiu Xiaozi swung Qingfeng in his hand, and pointed his sword at the troll: "Necromancer, you can fight if you want, why bother talking so much nonsense!"

The troll sneered, and instead of looking at Jiu Xiaozi, he turned his head and glanced at Ye Chen.

This glance made Ye Chen feel like falling into an ice cellar.

But soon, Ye Chen adjusted his magic power, stared coldly at the undead troll, the black light of Thor's Hammer in his hand flickered, and after a while, he condensed into a series of evil dragons, as if he wanted to choose someone to eat!

The undead troll's body froze for a brief moment, but soon recovered, and turned to look at other people in the field.

"Presumably fellow daoists have heard that my visit to Necromancer Sect is not to aggressively attack the decent forces, but to ask Jiuxiao Pavilion for an explanation. I lost two guardians of the Divine Treasure Realm for no reason. It is also a huge loss for the door.”

Before the undead troll finished speaking, the master of Jiuxiao Pavilion yelled and interrupted: "Undead, fight if you want to fight, so noisy!"

As he said that, the green peak in his hand was like lightning, and shot at the undead troll with lightning speed.

The necromantic troll didn't seem to realize it, and just raised his hand to resist, while backing up, he said: "This time I came here just to ask for an explanation from Jiuxiao Pavilion, not to start a big war, but also to ask other sect masters to raise their hands, Watch from the sidelines!"

"My necromancer hereby promises that the suzerain who withdraws from the battlefield will soon receive a big gift from the Necromancer Gate, if not."

Speaking of this, the troll, who kept parrying the rapier, suddenly mobilized his magic energy and punched out!
Boom!

The master of the Jiuxiao Pavilion holding a rapier never expected that the troll would come with such a move, he hastily resisted but was still blown away with a punch, and fell on the only remaining main hall of the Jiuxiao Pavilion like a cannonball!
The walls of the temple collapsed, and the dust filled the air!
Seeing this, many sect masters gasped!
That's the Lord of the Nine Heavens Pavilion in the Zifu Realm, the mighty member of the first echelon of the Xuanwu Empire, who was blown away with just such a punch!
Several suzerains discussed secretly and whispered to each other.

"What should we do, shall we withdraw?"

"Who knows if what the undead said is true or not, if we withdraw them and take Jiuxiao Pavilion, won't it be us next?"

"But what if it is true, you have also seen that after Jiu Xiaozi used the Jiuxiao Fengyun Sword, he is no longer an opponent of the Necromancer. They have already planned to let Yan Xuan block this move, and the Necromancer Last appearance!"

"Forget it, if you don't leave, I will leave. Even if the Jiuxiao Pavilion is really destroyed, I don't believe that he dares to attack us aggressively? Will the forces above let a crooked way dominate an empire?"

After finishing speaking, the man rose up into the sky, clasped his fists at the troll and said, "Since the master of the sect has explained the reason clearly, it is not easy for me to intervene in the Chaos Dou Sect, let's take a step first!"

The corner of the troll's mouth curled up, and he laughed loudly: "Okay! My Necromancer is best to make wise friends. This day, Qinglian will be regarded as a gift to meet you. If this is the case, Necromancer will personally go to the Chaos Gate to thank you!"

A clear, emerald-green green lotus flew out of the troll's hand and landed in front of the Sect Master of Chaos Doumen.

The head of the Chaos Sect was overjoyed, but the Necromancer Sect was crooked after all, so he couldn't say much. He looked around, put away Qinglian, and walked away.

Seeing this scene, the suzerain who originally planned to stay was a little moved.

"It turned out to be Tianqinglian, an earth-level treasure, and this necromancer is so generous?"

"Maybe what Necromancer said is true. It's a matter between the two of them. Shouldn't we intervene?"

"Then why don't we go too?"

"go!"

After the conversation ended, several suzerains soared into the sky, and disappeared into the sky after accepting the thank-you gift.

The undead troll looked at the others with a smile on his face, "Is there any more?"

An old man with white hair and beard pointed at the troll and said angrily: "Necromancer, don't stop talking, we swear to the death to advance and retreat with Jiuxiao Pavilion!"

This is the Great Elder of Jiuxiao Pavilion. When the other suzerains planned to withdraw, he persuaded them and explained the pros and cons. But those people only thought about the earth-level treasures in front of them, and completely ignored the subsequent risks.

So he was furious, and hated this undead troll!

The necromantic troll nodded, and said lightly: "That's fine, let's save a few gods to refine corpses."

Hearing this, everyone was startled, they didn't expect this dead spirit to be seen before it was a stick of incense.

Ye Chen, who turned into a yaksha demon, fluttered his wings and landed beside Murong Xuanzhen.

"Brother, at present, it seems that there is more danger than good luck!"

Murong Xuanzhen smiled wryly and said: "I didn't expect Necromancer to disintegrate our alliance of decent forces with such a small trick. Now we have no chance of winning."

"However, being able to die in a fierce battle with the troll in the Purple Mansion Realm, I also have the face to go down to see my wife, but it's a pity that my brother is young, but I want to... Sigh, I killed my brother!"

Ye Chen waved his hand, signaling that he doesn't need to say more.

Naturally, he is not someone who rushes back to die as soon as his brain gets hot. He still has two heaven-level earth escape talismans in his hand. If there is really no other way, he can only run away with Murong Xuanzhen.

However, he still wants to see if Jiuxiao Pavilion has other trump cards. It is impossible for a top power that has surpassed the Xuanwu Empire for a hundred years to not have other trump cards!
"Okay, it's time to send you on your way!"

The deep voice of the Necromancer troll interrupted Ye Chen's train of thought. Following its order, except for another troll in the Purple Mansion Realm who was seriously injured, the other eight trolls all rushed towards their original opponents.

However, unlike before, there were only five opponents left including Ye Chen, so they separated four trolls to surround Ye Chen!
Ye Chen smiled helplessly: "You really think highly of me!"

boom!
After the voice fell, the magic element was running, and the black light surged on the subdued Thor's Hammer, making a chi-chi sound.

Click!

The floor tiles under his feet cracked suddenly, and the Yaksha demon Ye Chen moved. He held an ax in both hands, and waved his wings. In the blink of an eye, he flashed in the air and came to the troll's head.

Immediately afterwards, with a hammer!
Boom!

The other three trolls hadn't realized what happened, they were just in a trance for a while, and when they came back to their senses, they saw a figure appearing above the heads of their companions, followed by piercing black light splashes!

"what!"

The spirit of the owner in the Necromancer Orb and the spirit of the devil coexist, and they will die together!
"Be careful, Yasha Demon is best at speed, quickly shrink the defense!"

Ye Chen snorted coldly: "Can it be prevented?"