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

Immediately, from the compartment behind the chariot, the three daughters of Yaoyue and a throne made of Nuanyang Baoyu were taken out.

With his buttocks sunken, Su Xunge unabashedly half-lyed on the throne in front of the saints.

He also took out many spiritual fruits and fine wine from the storage bag.

While watching the rare battle of saints, he ordered the three girls of Yaoyue to serve.

There is a thread of soul falling among the singers of Su Xun. Although the faces of the three women Yaoyue are flushed and 1000 million people are unwilling, they have no choice but to let Su Xun song dictate, or squeeze their shoulders and beat their legs, or pour wine to feed them. fruit.

Such an unrestrained gesture of enjoying life made many monks present widen their eyes.

"Treasure chariots for rides, jihad for joy, beauties and wine to accompany, such a blissful life is what a real man should do!"

"As expected of Su Xunge, known as the world's number one lunatic, I'm really envious!"

"Wait... I'm not mistaken, the three maids serving him seem to be the three candidate saintesses of the Holy Land of Taiyin, who were lost to Su Xunge by the Holy Son of Taiyin a month ago!"

hiss~

The sound of gasping for air almost took away the air-conditioning on Yinshan Mountain.

In front of other people's masters and younger brothers, at the door of other people's masters, sitting on other people's handed down saint soldiers, enjoying the service of other people's saints.

"This... this is too arrogant!"

"This son really treats the Holy Land of the Sun as air!"

Everyone looked at Su Xunge in disbelief. While envious, it was inevitable that they gloated a little more.

Although the Taiyin Holy Land is relatively safe, in this desolate northern land, Qingxiu basically does not participate in the hegemony among the Zhongzhou dynasties.

But it does not mean that the strength of this great religion will be weak.

On the contrary, the inheritance of the Taiyin Holy Land is astonishing, and the divine power of the Taiyin is unparalleled.

In addition, this religion has always advocated pure cultivation and enlightenment, and strong people emerge in endlessly.

Regardless of the top level of combat power, it is not an exaggeration to say that Zhongzhou is the strongest.

Su Xunge's provocative actions are like a mouse licking a cat's skin—seeking death.

"Crackling~"

A crisp sound came from above.

Yue Qingkong stood behind the Lord Taiyin, his fists turned white, and his silver teeth were almost crushed.

"Master, let me kill him, and let the senior sisters go free!" Yue Qingkong said with bloodshot pupils, almost crazy. It looked like a beast that was tortured by a beast trap and lost control.

at this time.

As long as his master Taiyin nodded his head, he would transform into a beam of moonlight and charge towards Su Xunge, crushing Su Xunge to pieces.

But the Lord of the Moon clearly would not support Yue Qingkong's impulsive idea.

"Nonsense!" She cursed sullenly, her face not looking good.

After all, she is her disciple, although she is not as fancy as Yue Qingkong, but after all, they are her three considerate little padded jackets, and she doesn't cherish being casually worn on her body at this time, as a master, she is also heartbroken .

But under the watchful eyes of everyone, no matter how much she hated Su Xunge, it was impossible for Yue Qingkong to be reckless.

"The teacher came out of no name, even if you cut him into pieces, what's the use of it? You relieved the momentary hatred in your heart, but you brought great trouble to the teacher, and you still don't let me back down!"

Seeing that Yue Qingkong was getting more and more out of control, the Lord of Taiyin couldn't help shaking his head secretly.

So impatient, how can he become the Holy Lord who will continue the glory of the Taiyin Holy Land in the future.

"This kid still lacks experience!"

Lord Taiyin thought to himself.

Immediately stopped the impulsive Yue Qingkong, keeping a certain distance between him and Su Xunge.

"Junior, don't go too far!" The Lord of Taiyin lowered his eyes and said with a strong killing intent.

Even in front of so many people, she had nothing to do with Su Xunge.

But this does not mean that Su Xunge can override his head in the Taiyin Holy Land.

From ancient times to the present, even people at the level of great emperors visited their Taiyin holy land, not to mention politeness, it was regarded as courtesy.

It's just a junior, so arrogant, it's like they don't take their Taiyin Holy Land seriously.

At this moment, the Holy Lord of Taiyin became more determined to make Su Xunge pay the price.

Chapter 295 The Holy Soldiers Come Out, The Battle Will Be Determined

And the other side.

Sitting on the bed, Su Xunge, who was enjoying the service of the three moon girls, didn't take the threat of the Lord of the Moon seriously.

He just smiled to himself.

Immediately, he turned his eyes and looked at the battlefield above the sky.

If it was someone else, under the aura of the Taiyin Lord, they might still be afraid.

But he has always been used to being free, and he can't be restrained by others.

It's good that you are kind and eloquent, Su Xunge can still say a few words of politeness to you.

But he would not let this old woman get used to the accusations he made when he came up.

Isn't it the Holy Land of Taiyin? If you have the ability, you can touch a hair on me. Behind me is the strongest female emperor in Zhongzhou at the moment.

To be a dog's leg, it is natural to maximize the role of this background.

The Lunar Lord's face became even more gloomy, just like a thunderstorm in July and August, the clouds were dense, and there was a possibility of a violent run away at any time.

Now she finally understands why her disciple Yue Qingkong, who was always gentle and gentle at that time, changed his temperament drastically after seeing Su Xunge's son.

Even disregarding his earlier teachings, he was so impatient.

It would be against the law of nature for such arrogant and arrogant people not to teach them a lesson.

"Hmph!" The Lord Taiyin gritted his teeth and snorted coldly.

...

And at the same time.

above the sky.

The battle between Long Zhi and Saint Zhu Lei also came to an end within a short period of time.

even though.

Saint Zhu Lei is an elder of the Nine Heavens Holy Land's background level, and his strength is extraordinary. He can suppress a domain, and he dare not refuse.

But that also depends on who you are comparing with.

In front of ordinary monks.

The sage is unattainable, and he can overturn himself with a single breath.

But for Long Zhi, the Emperor Blood Monster Clan who grew up in the wild place of Xiaonantian, just a saint of the lowest level is really not enough.

Even on the premise that he didn't use his natal sacred weapon, Long Zhi only used dozens of moves, and he was able to suppress Saint Zhu Lei until he couldn't breathe.

"Why is this female cultivator so strong!"

above the sky.

Saint Zhu Lei was panting heavily.

A luxurious brocade robe has long been damaged in the continuous battles, and the originally exquisite hair crown has also been beaten to pieces.

It looked like a mess.

But that's not the fatal thing, the most fatal thing is.

His breath, blood energy, and divine power, in the process of continuous fighting, seemed to be like opening a gate to release a flood, constantly disappearing and flowing away.

Compared with the weak moment when Lei Mang "bullied" Su Xunge at the beginning.

At this time, he has only less than half of his previous combat strength.

This is also the reason why he showed defeat in just a few dozen rounds.

"No, if I don't sacrifice my trump card, I'm afraid I will really confess to this female cultivator today!"

Sage Zhu Lei looked at Long Zhi, who became more and more courageous in the Vietnam War, and even more radiant in glory, and he couldn't help secretly thinking that something was wrong.

Immediately, a thundercloud erupted suddenly in his sea of ​​qi.

Followed by.

Lightning flashes.

A mass of condensed and thick thunderclouds covering the sky exhaled.

A small hammer the size of a palm, crystal clear and shining with blue light landed in his hand at the right time.

"Bastard, I have practiced Taoism for more than 3000 years, and I have never suffered such a big humiliation today. Shuzi will die to me!"

Sage Zhu Lei gave a loud shout.

The size of the pocket thunder hammer in his hand instantly increased several times.

Manifested a heavy-headed Hunyuan giant hammer that shone like a blue sea, with lightning and lightning, densely covered with 1000 and [-] lightning-inducing stakes.

This is the natal magic weapon of the thunder-killing sage. It is cast by the Tianbao Thunder God Iron that has experienced the baptism of thunder for thousands of years in the land of thunder disaster. It is born to attract thunder from the sky to return to its own body.

Coupled with the profound thunder magic powers of his own practice.

Wherever the heavy hammer passes, the heavens and the earth will be silenced, and all living beings will cry out, which can break mountains and rivers and make rivers and mountains fall.

Originally, he didn't intend to reveal his full strength on such occasions.

However, Long Zhi, who was opposite him, was so oppressive that he felt the crisis of falling.

Therefore, he had to use the strongest combat power in an attempt to reverse the situation of the battle.

"Hmph, does this count as humiliation?" Long Zhi couldn't help but sneered when he saw Saint Zhu Lei's actions.

The old man looked like he had been out of battle for a long time, and he had never encountered any major battles.

Just being teased by himself, he was ashamed and annoyed.

You know, she has seen what real abuse looks like.

That remnant feeling still makes her heart palpitate.

thought here.

Long Zhi's body couldn't help but tremble.

Immediately, there was a burst of excitement in her eyes: "The old guy is really ignorant, since you want to humiliate, then I will let you enjoy it thoroughly today!"

Saint Zhu Lei was startled for a moment.

Long Zhi's murderous eyes gave him an inexplicable palpitation.

It was like a prey stared at by wild animals, which gave him the urge to run away.

But his eyes swept over the dignified scrutiny of many fellow saints around him.

Sage Zhu Lei's mind froze immediately.

"If I shrink back, I'm afraid it will be difficult to raise my head again in this life!"

And at the moment when his mind flickered.

Amidst the thunder cloud and blood mist, there was a sudden loud noise that pierced through the air.

It's like a volcanic eruption or a meteor hitting the atmosphere.

A force so powerful that it dimmed the world, accompanied by countless blood-colored long whips, whipped Saint Thunder Executioner from all directions.

"This... this... this is too amazing!

What is the origin of this woman, she is so powerful, why have I never heard of her name?"

"The Great Xia Dynasty should not be underestimated. Apart from the empress, there is no shortage of strong people at the saint level."

"From my point of view, this woman's cultivation is not far from the great sage's. To be able to suppress Zhu Lei to such an extent without using her natal holy weapon will be a big obstacle to our plan!"