Life script: Destiny's villain, I kill the protagonist

Although he has the cultivation base of a saint, his title has already revealed his identity—he is just a stele guard, and he knows some secrets passed down from ancient times, but most of them are well known.

He was also very curious about what happened to Tianbei today.

"Even you don't know, is it possible that the Tianbei is really revived?" A trace of distrust flashed in the eyes of the old saint of Tianlan Dynasty.

But the old guy on the opposite side is no worse than him, and he has nothing to do with him.

The only way to do this is to summon the younger generations from home first, and let them grasp the avenue that escapes from the monument.

This kind of opportunity is even rarer than when a saint preaches.

Even they were a little moved when they saw the chaotic Dao Laws on the Tianbei. If they weren't in front of the faces of their descendants, they would have to worry about the face of their predecessors.

I'm afraid they have all sat down cross-legged and started to realize the Tao.

Although the realms of these Taos are the same as theirs, they are nothing but saints.

But the power is very different, it is not too much to say that one can beat a group of them.

"Old Ancestor, there was a descendant of the Great Xia Dynasty who climbed the ladder and entered the Void Spirit Realm and has not yet come out. Could this be the fluctuation caused by that kid?" On the side.

While realizing Taoism, Han Feng couldn't help but want to make a good impression in front of his ancestors.

He stretched his neck unavoidably, reminding the old sage.

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a burst of laughter from Mengluo beside him.

"In my opinion, Su Xunge is nothing more than a great cultivation base, how could he attract such momentum!"

"If it was really caused by people, I am afraid that only the resurrection of the young emperor is possible!"

She covered her mouth and chuckled, disdainful of Han Feng's remarks.

In this regard.

Although Han Feng was dissatisfied, he didn't dare to show it to the public. He just smiled dryly and said in agreement: "What Miss Mengluo said is that Mr. Han didn't think twice."

But the speaker has no intention, and the listener has intention.

The joke of the two juniors attracted the attention of this group of old saints.

"How come there are still descendants of the Great Xia Dynasty trapped in the imaginary world, isn't there any danger?"

The Great Xia Dynasty is the most special because of the existence of Luo Qingxian, so those in power of the Holy Land Dynasty have to beware.

Especially today, unprecedented turmoil broke out in Tianbei.

Let alone a junior, even a saint would be torn to pieces in an instant if he fell into it.

"Shouldn't have come. If an accident really happened, the Great Xia Dynasty would pursue the responsibility. Seniors like me just sat by and watched the child die here. I'm afraid it's hard to escape the blame." The ancestor of Huang Gu Jin's family stared at Yuan Chun saint.

Originally, these old bones of them were all cultivating in their own holy places and imperial dynasties.

If it wasn't for the invitation from the Wanbao Hall of the Holy Imperial City, saying that today there are peerless treasures, and even the legendary Nine-Turn Golden Elixir that can instantly become an immortal, they would not have gathered here.

But there are those who are worried, and those who don't care.

A saint who was equally majestic and full of ancient power in his withered torso sneered: "It's none of our business, it's not us who forced that junior to take risks, no matter how powerful the Great Xia Dynasty is, he can't be unreasonable!"

In his opinion, Su Xunge's life and death are like ants, and they can't affect these revered saints at all.

Only the sage Yuanchun sighed nervously.

Chapter 235 Zhu Qiang's death, I will give you a chance

If Su Xunge was present and could hear the conversations of these old saints, I would give them a thumbs up.

Really enough to guess.

It was originally just an ordinary scenic spot, so he had the idea of ​​giving it a try, to see if he could find a magical power from the Holy Emperor's Monument.

But I never thought that I was accidentally involved in a monstrous battle.

"Damn, even the emperor's secret technique can't kill this group of Y's, are you Xiaoqiang?"

Su Xunge continued to break out of the void barrier, the world is like a prison, and the sky is dead.

Three powerful secret techniques.

Both control and output.

Let alone a sage, even a great sage may not be able to please him.

But these few lords really deserved to be called young emperors. Even when they were exhausted, they still stubbornly stood up.

Let him look dumbfounded.

at the moment.

Because of his repeated rounds of fighting, coupled with his relentless use of Taoism and supernatural powers, his sea of ​​​​qi was almost dry.

If these masters want to fight again, he probably won't last long.

But fortunately.

Daoist Wan Miao and the others survived Su Xunge's killing technique, but suffered heavy injuries.

One by one, either missing arms or broken legs, or lacking a piece of good meat, they were extremely miserable.

Compared with Su Xunge, whose sea of ​​qi was dry, it was even worse.

"Shameless villain, you are full of insidious tricks, I will be ashamed to stand alongside you!" Emperor Tian Lan said with his eyes gnashing his teeth while covering a bloody eye.

After a battle, he finally saw through who Su Xunge was.

Although powerful enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with them, or even surpass most of them.

But the means are obscene and insidious.

All kinds of sneak attacks and backstabbing emerge in endlessly.

They also complained endlessly when they were beaten.

But even though he was clamoring for it right now, a strange thought still rose in his heart: "Fortunately, I was not born in the same era as this son."

below.

Su Xunge is surrounded by three vessels.

The whole body was ready to fight, and despite the yelling of the enemy, he was still unmoved, and just said coldly: "The winner is the king and the loser, and viciousness is just an excuse for the loser."

His tone was cold and indifferent, and he didn't pay attention to this group of young emperors at all.

And on the sky.

The few people who were at the end of their strength trembled when they heard Su Xunge's words.

They glared angrily, their eyes like sharp swords from the sky.

As one of the few winners in the long river of history, no one has ever dared to call them losers in front of their faces.

At this moment, Su Xunge's words shattered their pride.

But if it is really a one-on-one, no one here can be Su Xunge's opponent.

"Hate it, if I come in person, I will definitely be able to break through the shackles and fight harder!" Someone clenched their fists.

What was summoned by the Holy Emperor's Heavenly Monument was just a brand of their true spirits when they were young.

Although the combat ability will not drop at all when he was alive, the upper limit has already been determined.

It's not like the era they lived in, facing all kinds of powerful enemies, they can continue to fight and become stronger.

"No need to say more, kill!" The emperor of the Zifu waved his hand and squeezed countless auras out of thin air from the imaginary world, repaired his broken arm, and summoned his own Liangyi Dao sword: "Since you are the winner and the loser, then Just let you see and let us test the limit of your new king!"

"My limit is no limit." Su Xunge's response was concise but extremely domineering.

"Really, let's fight!"

The seven young emperors all burst out with the strongest killing intent.

Say it.

A murderous aura runs across the sky.

The yin and yang are reversed, and the void is chaotic.

The war is about to start.

The troops on both sides have already been slaughtered to the limit of exhaustion.

There are no fancy supernatural powers or treasures.

There is only one move, a physical collision with infinite murderous intent.

Although the physical strength of the seven young emperors is far inferior to Su Xunge's, they have rich combat experience. Under the combination of vertical and horizontal, their swords, guns, swords and halberds are like messy hemp, fighting the sky into a long river of weapons.

at this time.

Empress Taiyin, who was seriously injured by Su Xunge's surprise attack earlier, also joined the battle group.

Her plain clothes are fluttering like a real fairy

Holding the heavenly knife, rolled out the last round of the full moon, and took Su Xun Gexiang's head directly.

This kind of horrific battle was unprecedented, even the saint, the great sage would be shocked by its cruelty.

Behind Su Xunge, the devil's blood eroded the sky, and Wan Dao wailed.

With his left hand, he pinched the town magic seal, and with his right hand, he swung the phoenix blood red sword, breaking through the barrier of space, and fought with the eight people.

"Pfft~"

A black gold black gun pierced his shoulder, splashing a brilliant blood.

But Su Xunge's sword remained unchanged, like a divine phoenix supporting the sky, he chopped Emperor Tianxuan into two from his waist.

The green and golden mask of fairy tears fell on the head of the emperor of the Zifu. The fairy voice sang and shouted, and the poor green light firmly suppressed him.

The Heavenly Demon Cauldron arrives first, and the magic blood shines brightly.

While resisting several weapons, it buzzed and cleared out Dao patterns that shattered the void.

"Boom boom~"

The sword and shield of the Great Emperor Shanhai were sent flying, and his spiritual body was blasted off.

The sky was filled with bright red blood, and even though it was just a phantom manifested by the Tianbei, the smell of blood was still very real.

"The so-called great emperor, native chicken and tile dog, now is my era, let me fall!" Su Xunge's power is unrivaled, irresistible.

Black hair dancing wildly, eyes like knives.

The blood-stained body is indescribably intimidating.

Even though the opponent is the strongest in Zhongzhou's ancient history, he still fully demonstrated his indescribable magic.

He was as proud as a python, he kicked the sky, stepped on Emperor Tianlan's back, and stepped him into the dust and mud.

The scorching fire was spewed out of the mouth, and a sea of ​​phoenix flames ignited in an instant.

The spirit body of Emperor Tianlan died.

The majesty of the demon god looked down on the imaginary world, and all the young emperors were terrified, and their spirits were in constant turmoil.

"You have such combat power. Later, I recognize you." The blood of the Nine Suns Sacred King spurted out, and there was an indescribable madness on his blood-stained face.

He is a fighting maniac, thinking that he can have the strongest enemy to fight him.

But throughout his life, it was difficult to find an opponent.

Now, across the ages, he finally found such a powerful and terrifying enemy as Su Xunge.

How can this make him not excited, how can he not be surging!

"Come to fight, if you defeat me, I can give you a chance, that is an underground palace left by me, no one knows about it!"

He laughed wildly and waved the Nine Suns Red Spear, burning his soul and spiritual body.

Collect the strongest power of this spiritual body in one blow.

The brilliant sun condenses at the tip of the spear, and the deflagration of the dying sun is hot.

"Okay, I'll let you die!" Su Xunge sneered at Nine Suns Sacred King.

He recalled the flying phoenix blood red gold sword and held it horizontally in front of him.