I am pretending to be a villain in the world of cultivating immortals

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Yu Huaiyin wanted to explain, he even thought he had already opened his mouth, but his thin lips opened and closed slightly, and what he uttered was just an almost inaudible sigh.

"Return the things to you." He took out the parchment and threw it to Liang Chuan, then he stopped looking at the other party, and his words were indifferent, "If you still want my life, after the thunder disaster, you can take it according to your ability."

Like countless times in the past, when he finds that there is no way out except a desperate battle between himself and the protagonist, he will use his ruthless appearance to protect himself as much as possible.

After all, things like kneeling down to beg for mercy and crying bitterly are too embarrassing, not the reaction a high-quality villain should have.

"Didn't you come here for this exercise?"

The parchment fell to the ground, and Liang Ce looked down at the apricot-colored brilliance in a daze.

He was not in a hurry to pick it up, which meant that what he cared about was not the secret treasure that might hide some shocking skills in this scroll.

This thing was discovered by accident from the storage bag on his body after he woke up on the Greedy Wolf Altar that day and during his exile.

Because this storage bag was worn by him since he was a child, he always thought that this parchment scroll should belong to the royal family of Tanlang.

In the past, he had studied the above things more than once, but found that no matter what method he used, the parchment scroll was blank and nothing appeared.

He could only vaguely feel an unusually strong fluctuation of spiritual power from it, and he concluded that it was a treasure book that recorded some kind of mysterious cultivation technique.

I still remember that on the day of the ladder test, after he passed out, the first time he opened his eyes, he found that his belongings had been taken away, and under the teacup on the wooden table, there was a note addressed to him.

He got up to check, it said that Yu Huaiyin had to settle some matters, if he woke up, don't move around, just go to the bamboo house next door and wait for that person to return.

Therefore, when Liang Ce went into the bamboo house and killed Yu Huaiyin, he searched everything on the man, except the new Taoist robe that was stained with blood. .seven

Probably burned out by hatred.

At that time, Liang Ce naively thought that Yu Huaiyin saved him because he coveted the magic weapon on his body.

But thinking about it now, that person just stood quietly in the room waiting for him defenselessly, and seemed to be holding a lot of things in his arms.

If he was willing to look through them patiently, he would definitely notice that although those exercises were elementary, they must have been carefully selected by that person, and they were most suitable for him who could not gather his spirit at that time.

Leaving aside the books, those elixirs were of the highest quality, otherwise he wouldn't be able to regain his strength quickly after taking them to escape for his life.

There are also unnamed spells and instruments, all of which can be used at the most dangerous moment to save the life of a good record with poor cultivation at that time.

But these things are insignificant to Yu Huaiyin, who is already in the catastrophe period.

Therefore, how could that person come here for a mere roll of sheepskin scroll of unknown purpose? He clearly...

"Master..."

Liang Chi called Yu Huaiyin with mixed feelings, but that person was always hard-hearted, and he never gave him a look, and walked straight past him.

"Hasn't Your Highness withdrawn the mausoleum protection formation as soon as possible, and left on the poor way?"

Yu Huaiyin walked towards Qingsi, and found that the woman's gaze was on the rolled sheepskin that fell to the ground, as if she was greedy.

He has no time to be distracted by this, he just thinks that Qingsi is always the predestined heroine, so he is not qualified to intervene in the property disputes between the young lovers as an outsider.

"You—" Qingsi didn't expect that the situation would become so complicated in a short while.

Now that she has obtained the demon cultivation, it can be regarded as a solution to the serious problem in her heart, but whether to kill these mortals who know too many secrets of her clan is still a matter worth considering.

Yu Huaiyin didn't know Qingsi's scheming, in order to get out as soon as possible, he had no choice but to explain the pros and cons, "If His Highness insists on staying here, it is not difficult, but I don't know if all the ancestors of the Qingyu Jiao clan are willing to accompany you What about being struck by lightning together?"

As soon as these words came out, the few people in the central altar all understood the origin of the previous thunder.

They looked at Yu Huaiyin, only to see the young man in snow-white ginkgo clothes, surrounded by a faint brilliance.

Occasionally, there would be tiny thunder streaks wandering around his body, which was indeed the phenomenon of the surge of spiritual power before the transcendence and ascension, and it also proved from the side that the realm breaker was suffering great pain.

After one breath, Yu Huaiyin saw that she was still refusing to make a move. With a lift of the pistol in his hand, the point of the gun was approaching Qingsi's eyebrows. Under the coercion of his cultivation, he said, "Aren't you going to do it?"

The remaining rationality told Yu Huaiyin that he had to leave as soon as possible, and he didn't want to hurt anyone.

"Do you know that under the thunder calamity in the human fairyland, all within a radius of three miles will be attacked indiscriminately by the sky thunder, and if you lock me here, the sky thunder will sense that the person who crosses the catastrophe has external protection, and the power will increase greatly. At that time, I guarantee that your Qingyujiao clan will not grow any grass within a hundred years!"

As Yu Huaiyin said, the Minsheng Spear hummed intermittently because it sensed the danger its owner was about to face.

Another sky thunder exploded above everyone's heads.

Liang Ce looked at Jinding with a gloomy expression, watching the powder of those stone carvings shattered by the thunder kept falling, like a layer of fog, separating him and Yu Huaiyin by a certain distance.

He looked at the man's back in silence, with a flash of firmness and insidiousness in his eyes.

On the other side, Qingsi heard the loud noise in her ears, and for a moment she was shocked by the coercion released from Yu Huaiyin's body.

She knew that she didn't have much time to hesitate, and with a flick of her expression, the green silk revealed the real body of the sapphire flood dragon. Amid the ancient singing, the tomb spirits in the imperial tomb were summoned to return to their places.

The moment the mausoleum protection formation was closed, Yu Huaiyin originally wanted to follow the passage they came in to return the same way, but found that the chanting in Qingsi's mouth had not ended.

In mid-air, Qingsi waved the magic weapon, and the sharp fan bone immediately drew a bloodstain on her left palm, accompanied by a piercing long howl, Yu Huaiyin saw the black glazed golden dome of the central altar suddenly burst into dazzling Guanghua.

"Let's go, I have activated the domain restriction. Until the next Shenlin election, the Qingyujiao clan will no longer welcome any outsiders to visit."

Qingsi made her decision in a short period of time. She activated the domain restriction with her own power, and the relief stone door hidden on the golden roof opened accordingly.

Once this restriction is activated, the message conveyed to the clansmen is that the Qingyu Jiao clan will face a crisis that is enough to exterminate the clan.

And when danger is approaching, the royal family in the clan has the right to activate this defense mechanism, thereby automatically cutting off all connections between the clan domain and the outside world.

With a period of four years, during this period, it is impossible for anyone to forcibly break the restriction and enter the clan with only external force, and the clansmen are also locked inside and are not allowed to go out.

Of course, the reason why Qingsi did this was because she was afraid that the destructive power of the human immortal thunder calamity would bring trouble to the clan.

The second is that she must absorb the Wannian Demon Cultivator as soon as possible, and suppress the rebellion in the clan with thunderous means. She will never let the tiger go back to the mountain, leaving behind the lives of Qing Jue and others.

The third is that after inheriting her ancestor's demon cultivator, she is bound to become a leader among the domain masters of the Divine Forest. When the time is right, she will lead the clansmen to unify the Divine Forest, so she must not let this news be known to outsiders before then.

"Thank you." Yu Huaiyin told Qingsi that she promised not to embarrass him anymore.

After hastily expressing his thanks, he flew up to the stone gate on the golden roof.

At the moment when he was about to leave the Imperial Mausoleum, he suddenly heard Su Xuanzhi's voice, "Does the Immortal Elder need help?"

Then he turned around and asked: "Since people are fine, why don't others intervene in the matter of the catastrophe for monks?"

Hearing the words, Su Xuanzhi knew that staying would be a drag, and now that he and Shi Shushu have obtained the inheritance of Dao protection, they really shouldn't stay for long.

Immediately, he took out the famous post from Shi Shushu's sleeve, held it together with his share and crushed it in his hands. The two of them disappeared into the imperial tomb in a flash.

Liang Chi stayed where he was, and when he heard that Yu Huaiyin was at this critical juncture, he did not forget to care about the situation of Su Xuanzhi and others, but he just ignored him, he felt a deep pain.

The ferocious beast in his chest seemed to be tearing apart the cage he had built for that man with its sharp claws, and that cage contained his hatred and killing intent.

"Kill him!" Liang Ce tightly covered his heart.

The tear moles in his eyes flashed scarlet again, the roar of killing occupied his mind, and even the ancient fierce sword in his hand began to become uncontrollably excited.

"Master... Don't go..." He roared in a low voice, but the sound in his throat was very strange, as if someone was strangling his neck and sobbing.

The feeling of suffocation made Liang Ce sober up a lot, and he immediately realized that it was he who strangled himself severely.

In an instant, he could even clearly feel that there seemed to be two forces fighting in his body.

One, because he couldn't bear Yu Huaiyin's abandonment, he wanted to keep that person desperately, and at any cost, even if he killed that person and only got a cold corpse, it didn't matter.

As for the other him, he obviously hated Yu Huaiyin, but when he realized that his body was about to do something that would hurt that person, he would stop himself desperately.

Love and hate are involuntary.

Liang Ce's headache was splitting, and after going against his will again and again in exchange for a short period of sanity, his sea of ​​consciousness was on the verge of collapse, so he had to kneel down on the ground, gasping for breath.

"Good book?" The Xiyin sword behind him kept trembling.

Yu Huaiyin turned his head the moment he flew away from the imperial mausoleum, through the slowly closing stone gate, in the gap where the light gradually lost, he saw the book curled up in pain, and suddenly stopped his figure.

In a daze, a thunder with a terrifying and destructive aura flashed out from the thunder cloud behind Yu Huaiyin.

The terrifying silver brilliance continued to expand, like a dangerous wall that was about to collapse. It seemed that in an instant, it was enough to wipe out the thin figure standing under the sea of ​​thunder.

This scene was seen by Liang Chu, he couldn't hear the sound in his ears, and the biting cold rain squeezed in from the gap of the stone gate blurred his vision.

He wanted to yell loudly, but it was just this moment of emotion and distraction, and he could no longer suppress another thought of his own.

Liang Ce didn't know when he regained his mobility, but before he had time to react, the sword in his hand was out of its sheath, and he rushed towards the figure he wanted to get close to but had to stay away from.

Above the nine heavens, under the sea of ​​thunder, Yu Huaiyin saw a young man approaching with a sword.

The strong wind made the clothes on his body rattle, and the sound of glazed glass coming from his waist was like delicate porcelain shattered and fell into the dirty soil, bleeding out magnificent colors.