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

Knowing Su Xunge quite well, she naturally knows that although Su Xunge and Gu Feng are getting closer now, it doesn't mean that Su Xunge won't swing the sickle.

And the other side.

Yue Qingkong was left speechless by Gu Feng's remarks.

The resentment, guilt, and distress in my heart all exploded.

For a while, Yue Qingkong was really at a loss.

Taking a deep breath, he glanced at the three senior sisters behind him.

She swore in her heart that she would never let them fall into the hands of that lunatic Su Xunge, and at the same time said loudly: "Okay, then I will wait for Su Xunge for another hour and a half, so that you can completely give up!"

...

And this time.

In the imaginary world.

The chaotic and empty space gradually began to condense and solidify.

gradually.

A vast mountain-like building replaced the original chaotic space.

The huge jagged stones are piled up to form a square base.

The well-proportioned multicolored fine jade builds a square like altar.

The runes from the ancient and wild, meandering upwards, are full of strong traces of time.

under the altar.

Su Xunge was half-naked, and his muscular body was covered with many scars, like snakes, with fresh blood flowing out of them, which looked terrifying.

If it was an ordinary monk who suffered such a tragic injury, he would have died long ago.

But Su Xunge's physique is different from ordinary people, as long as the source is still there, he still has a breath.

Then he can gradually recover from Nirvana like the undead divine phoenix.

The overflowing blood flowed through his body.

According to this posture, I am afraid that it will not take long for him to recover from the serious injury.

And this time.

On the quaint and dignified altar.

A gray-white will-o'-the-wisp quietly emerged.

The terrifying abyss-like aura carried a kind of terror that made people unbearably afraid.

"The will to fight dissipated, and the belief supporting the physical body disappeared, so did you fall down?"

The will-o'-the-wisp seemed to understand human nature, and muttered about Su Xunge's performance.

"If there is still an opponent, can you still break through the limit?" He asked himself questioningly, and there was a sense of pity in his voice, which was as shrill as a hurricane: "It's just that the heart is sinister and vicious, and it's just as good as it is." My way is inconsistent, even if you persevere, I can't choose you!"

He sighed secretly.

The will-o'-the-wisp suddenly became stronger, and from being a little more luminous, it grew into a magnificent brilliance.

The fire of life, like the original fire, burns fiercely on the altar, like a volcano that has never been extinguished for countless epochs. The residual heat of light even surpasses the sun, and it can melt the holy soldiers with just a touch.

"Forget it, although it's a bit off-putting, but for the sake of your hard work, I'll give you a little favor!"

"I just don't know how long I'll have to wait before I can find someone who can turn the tide..."

Say it.

The flames were like a mother-child lotus, splitting into a small flame, which floated towards Su Xunge's body.

It looked as if he was going to be disposed of harmlessly on the spot.

but.

Just when sparks were about to fall on Su Xunge's eyebrows.

The body on the ground, which was sleeping like a long sleep, suddenly opened its eyes.

His eyes were like lightning, piercing the void.

The fighting spirit that had been extinguished burst out again in an instant.

"Who!"

With a sharp shout, it resounded through this space.

next moment.

Qi and blood like a giant dragon diffused, Su Xunge stood against the damaged body, and the remaining blood recovered.

"Wow~"

The power of the azure blue void floats.

In the first moment of waking up, Su Xunge used the law of void to escape from the terrible will-o'-the-wisp.

"Damn it, why are there more!"

There are countless divine beasts galloping in his heart.

He clearly killed nine young emperors in succession, so logically he should have passed this unreasonable test.

But I never thought that this Tianbei is like a dog skin plaster, and I don't give myself a chance to breathe.

"Are you really going to drive me to a dead end?"

His body glows, and his blood shines extremely brightly.

In the short breathing time, Su Xunge once again met the enemy with the strongest combat power.

"Who are you? How dare you state your name?" He roared towards the pillar of fire on the towering altar.

The sound waves oscillated, causing the law avenue of the imaginary world to tremble.

Chapter 239 Heavenly Monument Artifact Spirit, Ancestral Fire Spirit, Spark of Life

"Oh~ there is still fighting power!" The inexplicable will-o'-the-wisp trembled non-stop, as if adding a handful of dry wood, it became even higher.

"Some things, the fighting spirit moves with the heart, even if it is sleeping, it can still sense the danger, and rise up immediately"

"Such a fighting instinct is worthy of his eternal body!"

The ghost fire showed a strange brilliance, and recognized Su Xunge's combat power.

But Su Xunge couldn't perceive the thoughts of this unknown thing that was so powerful that it made him shudder.

Strongly suppress the fear in my heart.

His demon blood trembled, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he roared like a lion encountering an enemy: "God or ghost, ghost or ghost, how dare you show your true colors?"

The will-o'-the-wisp was taken aback.

Although he had imagined countless scenes of talking to Su Xunge for the first time, he never imagined that the first time this kid saw him, he would swear at him.

"But this is also in line with his temperament, arrogant and unruly, arrogant~"

Will-o'-the-wisp thought to himself.

Immediately, a sound transmission of spiritual thoughts was sent out, reaching the depths of Su Xunge's soul: "You really don't know who I am?"

Su Xunge frowned and flattened, flattened and wrinkled again.

The corners of his mouth twitched and twisted, and the suspicious and speculative color on his face changed dozens of times in one breath.

Where he is now, he knows very well.

The sacred emperor's stele that has been passed down for millions of years by the people of Zhongzhou.

It records the path of the most outstanding Tianjiao throughout the ages, and it is a place where hundreds of millions of people's fortunes have gathered.

And this moment.

Can appear in the imaginary world and talk to himself.

And a life that is so strong that it can't give birth to the idea of ​​​​resistance, basically there is no other thing.

Taking a deep breath, Su Xunge said with cold eyes: "Are you the artifact spirit of the Holy Emperor's Monument?"

The will-o'-the-wisp flickered, as if he was stunned for a moment.

Immediately, the flames danced freely: "It can be regarded as."

Su Xunge's brows and eyes stretched a little upon hearing this.

Although he is not a good person, he can even be said to be a potential devil.

But no matter what, he is now also a rising star among the Zhongzhou people.

If this group of will-o'-the-wisps is really the weapon spirit of the Holy Emperor's Monument, or something like a mountain god.

You shouldn't be embarrassing yourself.

But soon, his face turned ugly again: "Then the one who made things difficult for me just now is also senior?"

Until now, the scars on his body are still aching.

Not only during the conquest, but also the visible wounds on the body.

The most terrible thing is the secret method of Laoshizi Shensoul Dao Tree that Lord Wan Miaodao used before his death.

It almost broke his soul.

That is to say, he forcibly condensed his fighting spirit before he managed to piece together the disintegrated soul.

How can he not feel resentment when he finds the right master at this time.

"Haha~" There were two awkward laughs from the ghost fire.

Looking at Su Xunge's brows that were full of anger but did not dare to burst out, even though he, who had been sleeping like a day for eternity, also felt a sense of joy.

"It's me, it's me, but I prefer others to call me Zuhuoling." The Will-o'-the-wisp's thoughts trembled, and then a flicker disappeared.

In its place was a figure wearing a gray and ancient clumsy robe, but his face was hard to see.

"Little guy, are you angry?" The gray-white figure stood on the altar, condescending and full of vicious humor, without any scruples about Su Xunge's feelings.

"The spirit of the holy emperor's stele, how could it be such a thing?"

Su Xunge frowned tightly, and gave birth to a well.

Whether it's words, deeds or demeanor, this tool spirit is very much like that kind of old man full of mischief, who likes to make fun of young people like him.

Shaking his head helplessly, Su Xunge suppressed the anger in his heart, gritted his teeth and said, "Your junior dare not"

But knowing that he couldn't contradict him, he still said teasingly: "I just came to experience it, but I was beaten like this by your old man for some reason. As an old man who has guarded the human race for countless years, you just watched me bleed ?”

Zu Huoling was slightly taken aback.

Unexpectedly, Su Xunge knew his identity and dared to negotiate terms with him.

As if with a beard, a cold hand brushed across his chin and asked back: "Didn't I just want to heal your wounds, you kid escaped and now you're blaming me?"

Su Xunge's face froze.

He didn't expect that the spark that shook his mind, spirit, and body just now was actually for his own healing.

He was still in a deep sleep at that time, and the instinct of the flesh sensed the approach of a foreign object.The will to fight rose immediately, so he didn't think about what the spark was.

Hearing what Zu Huoling said now, he couldn't help feeling the urge to burst into tears.

"Then you, old man, said it earlier, causing me to bleed all over the place again."

Su Xunge looked at Zu Huoling eagerly, the meaning in it was self-evident, and wanted him to give him another shot, so that he could be freed from this half-dead state of continuous blood loss.

Seeing this, Zu Huoling couldn't help being dumbfounded.

It's not only funny that the mighty and heroic hero from before can make such an expression, but also angry that this kid doesn't know good from bad.

"Forget it, it's fine to stay with you again!" Zu Huoling murmured.

Immediately with a wave of his hand, a beautiful firework floated out, flying straight to Su Xunge's Heavenly Spirit.

This time, Su Xunge did not refuse again.