Fantasy I am a super villain

The female disciple laughed.

"Hehe, don't elders know the love of beauty? Elder Yun wanted to buy this at a high price a few days ago, but he was mercilessly rejected by the other party. Elder Yun was so angry that he couldn't drink the fairy wine for a few days. I didn't expect the emperor's son to be given to Elder Luo."

Elder Yun is a member of the Feather Clan of the Ten Thousand Monster Clan, who also has a Dao body cultivation base, and has a bad relationship with Luo Yulin.

Hearing that what Elder Yun couldn't get was sent to him, Luo Yulin felt a little happy in his heart.

This emperor...

It's quite attentive.

"Elder, these are all sent by the emperor? But why did the emperor..." The female disciple was puzzled, and her gossiping eyes turned to Elder Luo.

After hearing this, Luo Yulin's expression became solemn, and he said indifferently, "It must have been delivered by mistake."

"Wrong delivery? Do you want to send it back to the emperor?"

"No, just stay here and talk about it next time."

Luo Yulin said, fearing that the disciple would ask more questions, he waved his hand: "You step back first, I will come to you later if I need something."

After waiting for the disciple to leave, she glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw the clothes.

or……

Try?

On the cloud and fire Shenzhou.

Lu Wuchen took a look at the increase in his luck value, and guessed that Luo Yulin over there should have received the clothes.

His eyes were flat.

At this time.

Suddenly, Lu Wuchen seemed to notice something.

"Have you started to use the palm glasses?"

He closed his eyes, the divine light in his eyes was introverted, his field of vision changed instantly, and he projected condescendingly through the pictures of heaven and earth.

In the Temple of Valkyrie.

Wu Xuan moved his glasses.

"This is a soul imprint of the Valkyrie that we have saved, so we should be able to lock the position of the Valkyrie."

On the palm glasses, streamers floated.

Wu Xuan put a soul imprint on the palm glasses. This object can not only check all directions with his own consciousness, but if there is something like a soul imprint, it can be locked directly.

Therefore, Wu Xuan borrowed this thing.

Following the projection of the soul imprint, a deep ray of light penetrated instantly.

The scenery on the mirror surface retreated, the streamer flew around, and in an instant, it was projected thousands of miles away.

The sky recedes.

The mountains recede.

The trees recede.

Layer after layer of peeling focus will soon be locked to one point.

……

At this time.

Inside a wooden house in a forest.

The sleeping young man suddenly opened his eyes.

Fang Chen sat up suddenly, sweating profusely all over his body, his face changed wildly, showing a touch of pain.

"What kind of memory is this..."

A long memory flooded his mind, and his expression was full of struggle.

"I……"

The memory fragments are not specific, but there are faint mysterious patterns flowing and rising, gathering into a terrifying force.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the patterns finally converged into two huge words.

"Martial God!"

Fang Chen screamed, as if he couldn't bear the force, he fell to the ground.

In the Temple of Valkyrie.

The eyeballs in the palm of the glasses radiated red light, relying on the lock of the imprint, quickly passed through the mountains, rivers and lakes, shrinking the huge map again and again.

Seeing that he was about to lock on the position of Valkyrie, suddenly, a faint golden light flashed on the mirror.

"Crack."

"Oh!"

The mirror in Wu Xuan's hand suddenly exploded.

His face changed: "What's going on?!"

Why did the mirror suddenly explode? ?

"Elder, this..." The other elders around were also stunned.

It's not that they haven't borrowed palm glasses before, but this situation has never happened.

"It's strange, and I didn't notice any hands or feet." Wu Xuan frowned. He was a majestic true king after all. abnormal.

But just now...

What happened to the sudden explosion?

"Could it be that the age of this magic weapon has reached?"

Wu Xuan shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "Forget it, although I don't have a specific point, but I know the general direction. Tell all the elders to set off and go to the northwest! No matter what, we must find the God of War!"

"Yes."

Following everyone's response, streamers of light flew out together.

in the wooden house.

Fang Chen felt like he had a dream.

In the dream, he was in a huge palace where thousands of people surrendered and countless people knelt down and shouted.

He has a terrifying cultivation base, covers the sky with one hand, and possesses strength that ordinary people cannot match.

He gasped heavily, with a blank expression on his face: "Valkyrie...is it me?"

"Wait...is this?"

sudden.

Fang Chen felt that there was an extra spiritual energy in his body, and this spiritual energy was still in the form of a golden liquid, flowing in his body majesticly.

"I can practice now?!"

Fang Chen was pleasantly surprised!

He was born with a weak physique, and he was judged long ago that he could only be a mediocre person for the rest of his life.

But never expected...

Now there is a spirit element!

Immediately, Fang Chen jumped up and came outside the room happily.

In the memory of his mind, there are many martial arts techniques. He randomly selected one and tried to make it work.

hum!

Just a second thought, Fang Chen only felt his body move in an instant, his limbs were familiar, and he was able to master every move at his fingertips.

"boom!"

With a punch, the golden spirit exploded, and a boulder in front of him was directly shattered.

"It really wasn't a dream!"

Fang Chen was overjoyed.

He couldn't wait to go back and tell his family about it.

At this time.

"Boom!"

Above the head, a violent loud noise suddenly exploded.

Then the pitch-black sky was brightened like daylight, the clouds were torn apart, divine light erupted, and infinite coercion swept across.

Immediately afterwards, successive explosions resounded.

"This is?"

"Someone is fighting?"

Fang Chen's expression changed in shock, and he sneaked his head out.

In mid-air, a powerful sound shook the sky, and the two figures collided with each other, fighting again and again.

Countless colored lights burst out, and every move the two fought was filled with terrifying divine power, sweeping down, smashing mountains and cracking ancient trees.

"I won't let you find him!"

"You dare to betray the Martial God Palace, you will surely die today!"

Hong Zhong Da Lu's voice echoed, and a golden figure clearly had the upper hand.Following his bombardment of a treasure technique, it condensed into a huge divine seal and hit it in front of him.

The figure in front of him appeared to be in a panic, struggling to resist.

The battle between these two figures lasted for half an hour.

In the end, that frail figure was directly blown away by half of the giant seal, crashed into the ground, the rocks were shattered, and the air waves roared.

"You can't escape!"

"Look! We must find his bones!"

The golden figure rumbled, and then countless followers flew out, looking around.

Fang Chen carefully hid in a ravine all night.

On the second day, he ran out cautiously.

The mountain in front of him was already in a mess, and a huge deep pit appeared, which shocked him unceasingly.

"Hiss, what level are the people who fought last night?"

Fang Chen's expression changed in shock.

This level completely surpassed the cognition of a waste like him in the past.

He wanted to escape from this place, just walking in the broken valley, suddenly, Fang Chen heard someone calling him.

In the gap created by the shattering of a boulder.

"Master... it's really you..."

A half-broken old figure looked at Fang Chen in surprise.

Fang Chen's scalp tingled when he saw this half-dead figure: "Who are you?"

"My name is Yu Yaoguang, and I am your most loyal servant, master." The old man burst into tears.

"Yu Yaoguang?"

The name came to mind, and with a hum, Fang Chen's body trembled, and some memories vaguely emerged.

In the vast and endless palace, figures flashed by.

One of the faces...

It seems to be this old man?

Although he didn't know why, Fang Chen had confirmed the identity of the old man, and he did know him.

"Are you from the Temple of Valkyrie?" Fang Chen remembered that someone called him last night, as if... a traitor from the Temple of Valkyrie?

"I am indeed hiding in the Temple of Valkyrie, but I am not from the Temple of Valkyrie." Yu Yaoguang coughed, dripping with blood, and looked at Fang Chen with tears in his eyes, "I am just your servant, master."

"I?"

Fang Chen froze for a moment, and frowned: "I seem... to be from the Temple of Valkyrie? My memory tells me that I am Valkyrie!"

He mused over the memory in his head, stuttering.

"You are indeed from the Temple of Valkyrie..."

"But, you are not a warrior."

"You are the devil!"

Yu Yaoguang coughed up a few pieces of viscera, his face pale: "You are the reincarnation of the devil!"

"Demon Lord?"

boom.

Fang Chen's head roared, and his eyes widened for a while.

impossible?

Not many fragments of his memory poured in, but it clearly revealed his identity.

He should be a warrior!

"It's a long story." Yu Yaoguang told a story with difficulty.