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

Long Qian's complexion had long been as gray as dust and mud, but when he heard Su Xunge's contemptuous words, he turned into an angry crimson color again.

"Even if I die, I won't make it easier for you!"

Long Qian was heartbroken as if dying, his uncle was slaughtered, his children and grandchildren were suppressed, and even himself became a dying candle.

At this moment, he understood that they Huanlongshan were completely defeated.

gritted his teeth.

With a roar, Long Qian completely lost all his sanity, and risked being suppressed by the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Pagoda, he urged the imperial formation to attack Su Xunge.

If it can be done, if Su Xunge is killed before the emperor can react, there may be a chance to turn the tables.

"Zhen Ling! Give up the confrontation with the Dragon Mark Black Gold Pagoda, and kill that kid!"

Stop talking.

The bloody dragon entrenched in the sky screamed wildly, as if it had been spattered with chicken blood, and the bloody eyes that were already red became even crazier.

The dragon's body twisted violently, bursting out with a burst of force that tore apart the heavens and the earth, and suddenly shook the black dragon biting his neck away.

then.

He rushed towards Su Xunge at an unimaginable speed.

The horrific killing intent made everyone terrified.

Previously, the spirit of the Blood Dragon Emperor Formation had been entangled with the weapon spirit of the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Pagoda, making everyone forget that there is such a terrifying existence here.

At this moment, Long Qian burst out desperately, his power was like a god who destroyed the world, and no one could resist it.

"This old thing is really annoying."

As the main attack target of the Blood Dragon Formation Spirit, Su Xunge naturally felt the terrifying wave that made his hair stand on end.

"Ye Lan, be ready to shoot at any time!"

Facing the Great Emperor's Formation that could resist the extreme emperor's soldiers, Su Xunge did not dare to push it too far.

The realm of the Great Emperor is not something that he can touch now, if he is not careful in dealing with it, I am afraid that he will really hit the road.

Simultaneously.

He was also constantly urging Qi Sea God Power, calling for the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Pagoda to come to help.

but.

The Spirit of the Blood Dragon Formation arrived so quickly, and after shaking open the black gold pagoda with dragon patterns, it came straight for him, so that the moment Su Xunge contacted the Emperor Soldiers, he was already within a distance of less than a hundred feet.

The turbulent manic blood even got close to his face, causing his skin to tear and the sea of ​​air to roll.

This is a very dangerous state. If he is hit by this blow, even if his physical strength has reached the level of a semi-holy weapon, he will be blasted to pieces.

"You boy will really cause trouble for me!" Ye Lan has been paying attention to this battle in Su Xunge's sea of ​​anger.

Whether it was the emperor's secret technique or close combat, this kid's performance was impeccable.

Even if she is as proud and arrogant as her, she still has to praise the demeanor of the young emperor.

And this moment.

Su Xunge was finally devastated and needed his own strength, which made Ye Lan feel a little complacent.

"Let you pretend, it's not the old lady who wiped your ass in the end!"

sneered.

Su Xun's song was full of spirit.

The black runes on the phoenix blood red golden sword suddenly burst into a burst of grand demonic energy.

Like a wisp of green smoke, it shot out from the sea of ​​air in an instant, wrapping around Su Xunge's side.

"Stinky boy, you owe me a big favor this time, how will you pay me back when you think about it now!"

The power that Yelan can erupt now, between the peak of the great sage and the quasi emperor, is not comparable to a living emperor-level figure, but it is no problem to deal with a broken emperor's formation.

It's just that it consumes a lot of her strength.

If nothing unexpected, Ye Lan estimated that his strength would plummet several levels again after this blow.

"But this kid's strength is improving so fast, so fast that he has surpassed any Tianjiao I have ever seen. It won't take long for him to reach that position. By then, even if he is shameless and owes me such a big favor Enough for him to pay back."

Yelan's wishful thinking jingled.

Su Xunge's potential is worth investing in, but... his character is hard to say.

In order to protect herself from being harmed by this kid after she recovers, she has to show her worth while Su Xunge is still weak.

But just when she was about to use all her strength to catch the oncoming blood dragon.

Sudden.

An extremely anxious voice came: "Brother Motian, don't be afraid, I'll help you!"

The speaker was none other than Zhao Hao.

Seeing that Su Xunge easily suppressed Long Wen, and turned his butcher knife on Long Qian, he originally thought that this battle was over.

So I don't want to steal the limelight from my brother.

But what to expect.

Long Qian, the old man, was so determined that he ignored his own life and urged the imperial formation to attack his "good brother".

How could Zhao Hao endure such despicable means.

Don't think too much about it.

He hastily used the method used by the Zhao royal family to control the emperor's soldiers, cut his own wrist, and splattered a cloud of dark red blood towards the sky.

This is their Zhao family's method of blood sacrifice.

Only the descendants who have inherited the purest blood of Emperor Tianxia can use this to mobilize the emperor's soldiers and exert their full power.

Earlier, when the two saints of Huanlong Mountain appeared, he had the idea of ​​using such means.

But then Long Li suddenly appeared and caught him off guard, making him unable to get out at all.

Therefore, Zhao Hao asked Su Xunge to delay as long as possible.

And this time.

The situation is extremely urgent, saving people is the most important thing, Zhao Hao can't take care of that much anymore.

The majestic dragon chant resounded throughout the world, the black gold pagoda with dragon patterns was floating in the sky, and a circling black dragon looked at the blood gushing from Zhao Hao's wrist, like a shark smelling blood, and instantly went berserk .

The climbing momentum shook the avenue, and within a radius of tens of miles, all objects could feel an infinite pressure at this moment, as if a huge mountain was pressing on them, and there was no thought of resistance at all.

The Dragon Pattern Black Gold Pagoda was originally a heavy weapon with the ability to suppress the world. After Zhao Hao's blood sacrifice, the spirit of the weapon was completely revived, and the power close to the living level of the Great Emperor drifted out.

even.

The power erupting from the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Pagoda at this moment is even more terrifying than Su Xunge, the tool owner, propelled by divine power.

on the sky.

Su Xunge was surrounded by Ye Lan's phantom, and he was less than three feet away from him.

A dragon's head, so wide that it covered all his vision, stared ferociously into his eyes.

Su Xunge couldn't help being frightened by the ferocious killing in it.

Swallowing with difficulty, Su Xunge knew that the blood dragon's fatal blow was completely dodged.

"As expected of my big brother, he is still reliable at critical times." Su Xunge murmured in a voice that only he and Ye Lan could hear.

Chapter 131 Long Qian Huadao, What Grandpa?

See this situation.

Ye Lan naturally snorted dissatisfied: "Damn bastard, good thing for a bad old lady."

Originally, she had seen the scene where after she rescued Su Xunge, the boy cried bitterly, was grateful, and even knelt down in front of her to lick his shoes.

But I never thought that this sweet dream would be shattered by Zhao Hao, a stunned young man.

"This bastard has played with your mother, and wants to be your stepfather. You even used such a big battle to save him. What the hell is that you recognize the thief as your father."

Cursing and retreating into the sea of ​​anger, Ye Lan became more and more angry as she thought about it, wishing she could run to Zhao Hao in person and tell him the truth.

But due to Su Xunge's lustful power, she finally extinguished this evil idea.

"This kid is full of bad water, and his strength is so strong, even if that stunned young man knows the truth, it won't cause him any trouble."

"Yelan, you have to calm down, you still have to rely on him to resurrect, it's far from the time to tear your face."

Ye Lan kept comforting herself in her heart.

In front of Su Xunge, the ferocious and terrifying blood-colored dragon shattered as it completely exhausted its last strength, and the bloody aura overflowed along the sky and drifted back into the dragon scale in Long Qian's hand.

"Heh, even if this is the case, can't you kill this kid?" A trace of despair flashed in Long Qian's eyes.

Urging the blood dragon to break free from the shackles of the emperor's soldiers had exhausted his last ounce of strength, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe him as exhausted at this moment.

It doesn't matter if he dies, anyway, he has lived for 3000 years, and he has enjoyed everything that should be enjoyed.

But after his death, what should the gang of little dragons in Huanlongshan do? This demon will never let them go.

With unwillingness and regret.

Long Qian let out a miserable scream, and then the light of transformation path began to flow around his body.

Another mighty saint has fallen.

On Tianmen Mountain, bursts of gorgeous light rain suddenly fell.

Heaven and Earth are seeing off Long Qian.

Su Xunge watched this scene with cold eyes, but did not move.

Compared with Long Wen, who has refined the last life essence and has great strength, Long Qian is now a dying candle in the wind, and even if he is taken as a puppet, he will not be of much use.

A big hand opened itself, and a stream of light flew from the sky.

Looking carefully, it is a round bead that is crystal clear and glistens with blood.

This object is exactly the weapon of Long Wen who was sent flying by him earlier, and it is also a holy weapon, although the material is average and its potential is limited.

But in the eyes of ordinary monks, it is also a rare treasure.

But at the moment.

But Su Xunge played with it in his hands like a glass ball.

"Holy artifact, it's okay to keep it for decoration."

After savoring casually, he put the blood dragon ball into the storage bag.

. . .

If you talk about who is the most fearful and desperate on Tianmen Mountain now.

It must be Long Li.

At this moment, he has been forcibly beaten back into human form by Zhao Hao, and stepped on his feet.

With a bruised nose and swollen face, it looked like a cooked pig's head, which made people laugh, without the slightest arrogance and domineering demeanor before.

"Seventh Patriarch, Eleventh Patriarch, you all died so miserable." Long Li moaned and trembled, his heart full of despair.

Looking at his ancestors who had turned into dust in the sky, his fear was magnified to the limit.

Looking at Su Xunge standing proudly again, hatred began to flicker in his frightened eyes.

"This devil, if it weren't for him, I would never have lost so badly!"

Up to now, Long Li still didn't have a clear understanding of the situation, thinking that if it wasn't for the existence of Su Xunge, Huanlongshan would never have suffered such a big loss today.

Obviously he was the one who took the initiative to plan and spend such a price to seize the emperor's soldiers, but now he has become a poor victim again.

"If I can survive a catastrophe today, I will definitely make you pay the price!"

Long Li thought in his heart, and subconsciously put his eyes on Zhao Hao again.

Su Xunge's power was beyond his imagination, and he was no longer even a terrifying existence that his blood dragon clan could resist.