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

Yu Huaiyin stared at the Ghost Work Ball. He saw the phantom figures overlapping in it, as if he was in a vast white fog and couldn't see the way forward. But there was only one thing. That was the scene where the dust had settled. The Snow Valley and the Demon Realm were wide open, and the fairyland was a mountain of corpses. Sea of ​​blood.

"The method of salvation is in it. Master, you can see that everyone's lives have changed. The magic door is open to return, and I am not dead after all!" Lu Zhiwei looked up to the sky and smiled, he saw his figure walking In the Demonic Realm, he will be immortal for eternity.

"wrong--"

The dying man was ecstatic, while the dead-hearted man was retorting. Yu Huaiyin saw Lu Zhiwei and the crazy man laughing miserably along with him, "Don't you understand, the way of heaven is above, even if you understand all people and things You are just watching. What you thought was a breakthrough is actually walking towards the ending it gave you step by step according to the arrangement of fate. You did not change your fate against the will of heaven at all, otherwise why would you be here?"

Wordless destiny books and ghostly illusions are all tricks played by heaven to play tricks on people. If we don't use this as a bait to let mortals see a glimmer of hope and let the chess pieces abandon themselves, wouldn't it be useless to play?

"Nonsense, you had the opportunity to rebel against your destiny. Unexpectedly, you are a coward and incompetent person. Even if you can't break the situation, as long as I don't die." Lu Zhiwei raised his head and stared at the sky. His eyes were like torches and he pointed to the sky. "How about the sky above? Since it thinks I am qualified to be a chess piece, I can fight it and I will definitely win!"

The ants laugh to the sky, their love is brave.

"And don't even think about stopping me." Lu Zhiwei swung his penis at Yu Huaiyin's throat. This time he had murderous intent to bring the demonic realm that had been sealed for thousands of years back to light.

Yu Huaiyin protected himself with a life-saving spear. When the two faced each other, the formation ring that resisted the evil spirit was broken. However, the situation was not as Lu Zhiwei expected. The gap in the barrier was not broken with one blow, but was instead blocked by another force. Blocked by tyrannical force.

"Master, something happened in the Divine Realm. Liangce and the others are trapped there and they don't know whether they are alive or dead."

The newcomer took Yu Huaiyin's place and temporarily held up the domain.

As soon as he entered the snow valley, the demonic lines on Yue Shenheng's face immediately appeared, and his eyes were blood red. This was the first time since he inspired the demonic bloodline when he was young, that he revealed his demonic body in order to save this immortal world that was not kind to him.

"Stubborn old man, you hide it well enough. I never thought that you are ugly and have a bad heart." Yi Rong held out his sapphire sword to protect Yu Huai in front of him. Coincidentally, he had improved a lot recently and was looking for someone to try his sword.

"No matter how many people come, the result will be the same, especially the two of you." Facing this sudden helper, Lu Zhiwei showed no fear and instead attacked the newly stabilized barrier unscrupulously.

"Old man, are you blind?" Yi Rong was ready to fight, but she didn't expect that the other party didn't take her seriously at all. She rushed over and sealed her throat with a sword, using the fastest attack in her life. The killing move.

It's too easy to kill someone. Such a strange thought made Yi Rong stunned for a moment, and then she lowered her head to look at the sword in her hand, only to see that the smooth and bright sword was not stained with any dust.

"Be careful, he is already a puppet. If he cannot kill his master, the puppet will not die." Yu Huaiyin swallowed the ninth-grade thunder pattern elixir brought by Yue Shenheng, and his spiritual power recovered After a while, he frowned and looked at Lu Zhiwei, who had stopped moving, and listened to him: "Why bother? What does the life and death of those people have to do with you?"

Siming Dao Palace has always been self-satisfied, and Yu Huaiyin knew that he was right. None of them were kind-hearted people, and they had never wanted to be heroes, but in this world, there was always a feeling of reluctance.

"What about the good book?" Yu Huaiyin asked.

Just imagine that among all the agencies' calculations, if Lu Zhiwei had not been connected with Liangcei by blood, Taoist Crow's plan would not have been perfect. People are often burdened by relatives and have all kinds of scruples, which cannot be solved by changing their appearance or changing their name. cut off.

Just as Yu Canghai could kill him, Lu Zhiwei could also protect his life.

"Xue Ji and I made a promise in advance that we would not hurt him at all. This can be regarded as repaying the emperor's sister-in-law for saving his life." Lu Zhiwei sighed, the snow-piercing gun in his hand buzzed, and he was probably ready to die. Preparation for a battle.

"Then there's no need to discuss it." Yi Rong glanced at Yue Shenheng, who was trying his best to repair the boundary between the two realms, and couldn't help but worry that their efforts were in vain.

I think back then, this realm was established by the joint efforts of two saints, the Immortal Saint and the Demon King, who were all-powerful. Three thousand years ago, no one could surpass them. But today, the spiritual energy of the world is thin, and who can recreate this peaceful mountain and river? .

Knowing it was useless but still fighting, Lu Zhiwei relied on his own immortality to repeatedly destroy the repair of the barrier.

Yu Huaiyin and Yi Rong fought with him. Although they suppressed them at every turn, their opponents were like mad dogs who knew no pain, and they would always suffer the consequences of their flesh and blood.

"This old thief has good tricks. Does the leader know how to find his puppet master?" After a few rounds of fighting, Yi Rong was out of breath, and her sword-holding hand kept trembling.

It seems that there is a demon running rampant in this snowy area, but the people present have the lowest cultivation level, and they have no protection from the blood of the demon clan. Once the spiritual power is consumed too much, he will feel dizzy and unable to take care of himself.

"This technique is the secret method of the White Tiger Dao Palace. I don't know it either. If you are exhausted, you can go find someone from the White Tiger Dao Palace to help." Yu Huaiyin and Lu Zhiwei were in a stalemate. The Snow Spear and Minsheng collided together, making a dazzling glare. Dazzling brilliance.

In terms of spiritual power, Yu Huaiyin was naturally superior, but the longer time passed, the more powerful Lu Zhiwei's puppet body became.

Yi Rong saw how anxious the two of them were fighting, so he didn't want to go out and fetch reinforcements. However, when he and Yue Shenheng came to look for Yu Huaiyin, the entire Immortal World was already in chaos.

There was a demon clan causing trouble in the past, and a demonic evil spirit came out later. There was really no way to escape.

"If you die, die!" After a short breath, Yi Rong raised his sword and pointed it towards the ball of light in mid-air.

Unexpectedly, Lu Zhiwei was attacked by the two of them and actually sacrificed himself to survive. He suddenly released his spiritual power and allowed Minsheng to shoot his body. The gun passed through the bronze bones and still had some remaining force to hit Yi Rong who was coming from behind.

When Yi Rong saw this, he hid, but Lu Zhiwei took advantage of him and turned around to sneak attack Yue Shenheng who was casting a spell.

Soldiers are not tired of deceit, and Yi Rong follows suit to take care of the overall situation, actually trying to block Yue Shenheng's move with his body.

"Get out of the way!" What was suspicious was that when Lu Zhiwei saw him like this, he actually shouted, turned his gun and drove away Yu Huaiyin who wanted to re-enter the battle.

"Why did the old thief stop?" With a flash of inspiration, Yi Rongfa ferociously used his desperate moves to force Lu Zhiwei to kill her. However, this test suddenly greatly reduced Lu Zhiwei's arrogance of not fearing life and death.

Until Yi Rong stabbed him between the eyebrows with a sword, Lu Zhiwei fell from the air and fell to the ground as if he was breathless. The entire copper skin and iron frame lost the ability to move for three breaths.

"Thunder, come quickly -" Yu Huaiyin saw the right moment and quickly formed seals with his fingers to summon earth fire, thunder and lightning to burn the puppet.

The wind blew up and the thunder fell, and the fire of karma added to the body, but instead of melting, the copper corpse became more condensed and stronger, and it sucked the thunder and fire into its belly and refined it into gold.

Suddenly, the moment Lu Zhiwei opened his eyes and wanted to stand up to resist, Yu Huaiyin immediately trapped him with the forbidden technique of drawing the ground as a prison, and he was thinking about a solution in his mind.

Yi Rong murmured to himself, "It doesn't make sense. My cultivation level is inferior to his. Even if I get stabbed, I can't stop his deadly counterattack..."

"It's impossible. With my bones, I can't break through the realm in just two months. Unless someone helps me..." Yi Rong's pupils widened. She seemed to have figured something out. She looked at the palm of her left hand and suddenly She remembered that two months ago, she asked Lu Zhiwei for lucky money, and that night her physical and spiritual energy surged, and her cultivation improved rapidly.

At that time, she was still full of joy, thinking that if she gained something, it should be the result of her hard work in cultivation, but she was born with mediocre qualifications, how could she be blessed with such immortality?

It must be this puppet sacrifice method that allowed her to share part of Lu Zhiwei's cultivation.

With speculation in her mind, Yi Rong remained silent. Her eyes changed and she wanted to trigger the secret method of sound transmission between the puppet master hidden in her body and Lu Zhiwei.

"It's you, there's something wrong with the spiritual stone note you gave me!" This voice reached Lu Zhiwei's ears, which shocked him and he immediately started struggling, trying to get rid of the shackles of the forbidden technique.

"..." Silence, no response. Until now, Lu Zhiwei still refused to be exposed. Seeing how harsh his words were, Yi Rong immediately formed three poisonous needles in his palm and injected them into his own acupuncture points. This was painful and could damage the heart and soul.

The puppet master and the puppet were involved with each other. Lu Zhiwei also felt that his spiritual power was stagnant. He looked at Yi Rong who was standing not far away in disbelief. He said that it was only a matter of time before someone found out who the puppet master was, but before he Therefore, despite so many people, Yi Rong was selected because he was greedy for life and afraid of death, and he also had the care of people in Si Ming Dao.

But now this bitch actually uses this method to force him to submit, which is really surprising.

"Old thief, it's okay if you don't admit it. Although I don't know why you injured the leader and tried to enter the demon realm, no matter what your purpose is, I will never spare anyone who hinders my Yi Rong from living a good life. , after all these years, you should be very clear about my behavior. I have always done whatever it takes to harm others, and it is not my turn for others to manipulate me."

Yi Rong's eyes were sharp and he made a gesture of committing suicide with his sword.

"Yi Rong, you are crazy -" At the same time, Lu Zhiwei realized that the puppet master had death intentions, and screamed out in fear. This move played into Yi Rong's plan and confirmed that she had the puppet master's skills hidden in her body. fact.

She originally wanted to deceive Lu Zhiwei once, but when it was done, she actually changed her mind!

Blood flowed across the sapphire sword body, and the bright red dripped on the ginger-yellow Siming Taoist palace robe, splashing on the white snow.

Lu Zhiwei, who was in the forbidden art of painting the ground, also suffered heavy injuries. Yu Huaiyin, who was thinking about how to solve the problem, saw this and breathed a sigh of relief before he could subdue this evil. As far as he could see, , a figure fell down softly without warning.

His whole body froze, and his mind went blank for a moment. He could not react at all. He only heard a thud, as if something fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

In front of the boundary between the two realms, Yue Shenheng smelled the strong smell of blood. He paused in his gesture of sealing. What he saw when he turned around made him lose heart. He was unprepared and received a blow to the chest from the evil spirit.

At this moment, Yue Shenheng was not like in the story, falling into the devil's path and living a life of bloodthirsty, with the ability to arrogantly dominate the world.

The traces of demonic energy penetrated his bones like a meat-picking butcher's knife in an instant. As soon as his face turned pale, he no longer paid attention to the fragmented barrier, but ran to Yi Rong's side on both hands and feet, sealing the large points around his body with spiritual power. To stop the bleeding, he even used his hands to protect the rolled flesh that had been cut open by the sharp blade, trying to forcefully heal the wound for the other party.

It's a pity that no matter how advanced medical skills are, they can't save a person who wants to die. Yi Rong has no desire to live, so those spiritual powers can't seal the sword wound. Hot blood overflows from Yue Shenheng's fingers, turning cold and black, and then Another new red emerges.

"Yi Rong, what are you doing? Why don't you let me save you?" Yue Canheng didn't understand what happened during this period, but he knew that Yi Rong was leaving. They had faced life and death difficulties so many times, and this person in front of them always Repeat the word "death" over and over again.

It seems to be fake every time. Yi Rong is so playful because he likes to see him anxious and makes him powerless.

But in fact, Yue Shenheng vaguely knew that it was true every time. If he hadn't forced her countless times and tried everything to tie this person, he would have lost her long ago.

"Let me save you, let me save you!" Yue Shen shouted at Yi Rong at the top of his lungs. Seeing that the person in front of him wanted to die, he knew that his spiritual power could not do anything to her, so he used a wisp of demonic energy to possess Yi Rong. on the neck. This method is overbearing, and although it will cause the injured a lot of pain, it is also very effective. After one dose, the split flesh turned into an ugly scar, lying across the girl's white throat.

The cut trachea was temporarily closed, and Yi Rong spat out, "I don't want you to save me, I want... you love me... do you understand?"

This sentence came out of nowhere, and Yue Shen nodded frantically. Of course he loved her, and he loved it absurdly, and he couldn't help himself. He had said it countless times, hadn't he.

Yi Rong saw that Yue Canheng was still confused and laughed angrily. Thus, it was rare that the Thousand-faced Elder, who always appeared in phantom form, finally took off all disguises in front of her sweetheart.

Yi Rong, who had broken the law, was very different from before. Even Yue Shenheng, who had been with him day and night, saw his true appearance for the first time.

This face is yellow and thin, not a beautiful color, but the eyebrows and eyes still have the outline that they first saw in the medicine garden when they were young, but they are much more mature and older, with a few silvery white additions to the temples, and if you look carefully at the end of the eyes, there are a few more Divided into sentimental lines.

"Shen Heng, am I getting old..." Yi Rong's eyes were moist. In fact, she didn't want to be seen like this at all.

Especially the moment she swung the sword with force, she clearly felt regret and fear for a moment, but after taking this step, she felt much more relaxed, much more at ease, and no longer fearful.

"Don't talk yet, I -" At this moment, the only reason Yue Shenheng had left was to heal the injury of the person in front of him. He wanted to persuade Yi Rong to calm down, but the other party raised his hand to cover his mouth.

"Listen to me. You know how weak you are when you enter Taoism. Unfortunate people dream of reaching the sky in one step. They don't strive for progress but only use conspiracy tricks. Now that this body has a use, I will choose my destination. You can Just follow me."