I'm Always the Villain

The blade of the sword was flicked lightly by a vigorous and powerful hand, a cold glow suddenly appeared in the air, and the dragon roared and roared.

A dozen or so monks lay neatly on the ground, motionless, like dead bodies.

In the distance, someone secretly recorded this scene with a video symbol, and left in a hurry...

Two months later, the picture of Wen Tianzong monk Fan Slaughter slaughtering monks spread throughout the cultivation world.

After that, the incident of Vatican's murderous nature continued to ferment.

Another month later, the Great Elder announced that Fan Lu had fallen into the devil's way, and Wen Tianzong would do everything in its power to bring him back.

He also issued a reward order to the outside world, if he could capture Fanlu alive and bring him back to Wentianzong, he would give him a heavenly spirit treasure.

There are only dozens of heavenly spirit treasures in the entire cultivation world.

At this time, Sang Jiuchi had been away from the sect for a long time, not only could not be contacted, even the longevity lamp representing him was extinguished.

The Great Elder didn't know what happened to Sang Jiuchi, he died so quietly after leaving.

The Second Elder and the Third Elder did not come back either, nor could they come back.Originally, I just wanted to stealthily kill people and steal goods, but I didn't expect to gnaw a hard bone.The more the goods are available, the more people are gone.

The first elder's eyes were red, and in the image that spread throughout the cultivation world, among the people who fell on the ground, there were the figures of the second elder and the third elder.

The two of them originally wanted to kill Fan Lu and seize his Slaughter Secret Realm, but they were killed by a small Nascent Soul cultivator.

In just three months, Wen Tianzong lost three generals.

A long time ago, he had hoped that Sang Jiuchi would fall.Asking Tianzong in this way is in his hands, but now that Sang Jiuchi is really dead, his heart is full of fear and anxiety.

Wen Tianzong relied on Sang Jiuchi's popularity to grow stronger, and now he died quietly, and no one except himself even knew about his death.

To the outside world, he has been preaching that Sang Jiuchi is practicing in seclusion to deter everyone.But after a long time, Sang Jiuchi's failure to come out will always arouse others' suspicion.

Right now Wen Tianzong urgently needs something to stabilize his position, and that thing is none other than Fan Lu's Slaughtering Secret Realm.

What is a heaven-rank spirit treasure? The secret realm of slaughter bound by Brahma is a divine grade!As long as he can get the Slaughter Secret Realm, no one in the cultivation world will be his opponent, and he will become an existence that stands proud of the crowd in the cultivation world!

Not to mention the position of suzerain of Tianzong, even the position of fairy master can be easily obtained by him.

Vatican is a living example.

A monk who was only in the Nascent Soul Stage killed two Composite Stage monks in one shot. If it wasn't because of the light of the slaughter secret realm, what else would it be?

Moreover, not only the Second Elder and the Third Elder were killed by Fan Lun, but many other powerful monks who wanted to steal money also died.

This is the strength of the gods!

Let the monks outside who don't know anything go to fight the war of attrition with Fanlu first, and then reap the benefits by themselves in the end.

The Great Elder paced into the ancestral hall, frowned at the top three lights that had been extinguished.

The bodies of all the monks killed by Fan Lu were not found.If it weren't for that image and the jinjang that represented the lives of the monks, he wouldn't even be sure they were dead.

As for Sang Jiuchi, it was even more strange.

Generally, a great power like Sang Jiuchi can't die during the tribulation period. Even if he dies, it will cause the phenomenon of heaven and earth, and a lot of aura will go berserk.

But not only him, even others did not notice Sang Jiuchi's death.

The ten-foot-high longevity lamp was extinguished long ago, standing there like a pillar.

But he should have indeed fallen, and the longevity lamp will not lie.The longevity lamp is made of a monk's soul, even if the monk dies, as long as his soul remains alive, the longevity lamp will not go out.

For thousands of years, the Changsheng Lamp has never made a mistake, and it will certainly not make a mistake with Sang Jiuchi.

After confirming that Sang Jiuchi was dead, the elder calmed down a lot.

He was so used to the existence of Sang Jiuchi these years that he also acquiesced that Sang Jiuchi could occupy the best resources of the sect every time.

His cave is the most spiritual place in the whole school, and his mansion is also the place where the dragon veins in the whole school are located.

Cultivating in these two places occupies the right time and place, so how can the progress of cultivation base be slow.

Now that there is no Sang Jiuchi, all the best resources will be tilted towards him immediately.

And if Sang Jiuchi was still there, he would definitely protect that little bastard Fan Lu, how could he obtain his secret realm of slaughter?

I don't know why, but the Great Elder is full of interest in the Slaughter Secret Realm.It seems that there is a voice in his heart that has been telling him that he must obtain the secret realm of the slaughtering battlefield, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.

Back then the Second Elder and the Third Elder fought to get the Slaughter Secret Realm, although he said something to let the two bring the Secret Realm back, and then discuss it further.

In order to appease the two, he even promised not to rob them.

But the most real thought in his heart at that time had already unknowingly turned into obtaining the secret realm by any means at that time, even if he killed them all.

The great elder didn't understand the reason, but he didn't reject the voice in his heart.

This is not the first time that the voice from the bottom of my heart has appeared.

The first time he appeared was when Sang Jiuchi came to this sect, he had thought of killing Sang Jiuchi.

The voice from the bottom of my heart appeared for the first time and stopped him, telling him that Sang Jiuchi could not be killed, not only could he not kill him, but he would also harm himself.

The second time it appeared was when he was advanced, just when he became obsessed and almost fell, the voice suddenly appeared and miraculously comforted him.

From the first appearance to the present, that voice appeared from time to time at critical moments, pointing out the secret realm for him.

Now, that voice told himself that he wanted to slaughter the secret realm.

As soon as Wen Tianzong's reward order came out, the pursuit of Fan Lu came overwhelmingly.

Different from the previous sneak attack, now an individual can show his sword to Fan Lu.

Wave after wave, attacks like locusts were densely moving towards Fanlu, leaving Fanlu with no time to rest.

Among these people, most of the uninformed ones wanted to inquire about Tianzong's secret treasure, and the few left were fishing in troubled waters, wanting to take the opportunity to kill Fan Lu and take his secret realm for themselves.

However, it is a pity that the monks who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity saw each other, and before they could catch Sang Jiuchi, they fought among themselves and gradually lost their advantages.

Not only that, a group of demon cultivators sprang out from nowhere, they didn't arrest people or kill them, they just stared at the few of them who were planning to kill and rob.

As long as they make a move, the demon cultivator will follow with his ultimate move, and they will never be allowed to take the secret realm as their own.

At the end of the fight, no one dared to go forward to kill Sang Jiuchi.

They wanted to kill them, but there were always people behind them who were secretly assassinating them.

Although the secret realm is good, it must have a life.Their lives are gone, what will they inherit the secret realm with?

In the midst of this constant battle, Fan Lu was finally exhausted and gradually lost his strength.

In the last battle, Fanlu finally couldn't hold on, was captured by several immortal cultivators, and was taken to Wentianzong.

……

Black clouds billowed and yellow sand filled the sky.

Fan Lu was tied to the immortal lock, covered in mud and looking at the monks in the audience.

Today is Fan Lu's execution day, and not only Xianxiu is here.

Ghost cultivators, demon cultivators, and some demon cultivators, even the high-ranking demon emperor came to this place in person.

The current Demon King is a thousand-year-old snake demon. He leans his body lazily on a soft couch suspended in mid-air, staring fixedly at Fan Lu who is waiting for execution.

He stuck out his slender tongue, licked the air terrifyingly, and then narrowed his excited eyes, the eyes were filled with the light of victory.

When he looked at Fan Lu, Fan Lu was also looking at him.

In the air, there were two murderous lights staring at each other, swords drawn.

The Great Elder also noticed the weird atmosphere between Fan Lu and the Demon Emperor, he looked at Fan Lu and then at the Demon Emperor, and finally kicked Fan Lu heavily, "Stop being rude!"

Fan Lu suddenly turned his gaze to the elder, his eyes filled with disdain and contempt.

The great elder's heart tightened, and then he was swept away by anger.

It's that look again!Not long ago, "Sang Jiuchi" also looked at him with this look, and now a mere Nascent Soul cultivator started to look at him with this look!

The Great Elder pointed at Fan Lu furiously, "The Demon Emperor is the leader of the demon world, how could a fool like you look straight at him!"

Fan Lu sneered: "Great Elder, you are a majestic Elder Xianxiu, but you respect the Demon Emperor so much, don't you like him?"

The Great Elder was rendered speechless by Fan Lu's words. He wanted to refute, but he couldn't speak.

I don't know why, but he does have a great affection for the Demon Emperor.

Not the kind of lover, he always felt that there was a strange light on Yaohuang's body, and this light could calm him down.If I have to say it, it's more like... the glory of motherhood?

The Great Elder was taken aback by his own thoughts, quickly shook off the inappropriate feelings in his heart, and looked at Fan Lu coldly: "Fan Lu, are you guilty?"

Fan Lu laughed loudly, "What's wrong with me?"

Seeing that Fan Lu had no remorse, the Great Elder presented the video of his murder with a jade talisman: "You are a murderer, and you don't know how to repent."

Fan Lu: "If someone kills me, do I still have to stand and be beaten? You walk on the road well, and if others come to kill you for no reason, don't you protect yourself?"

Great Elder: "Absurd, they are all powerful from various sects, if you are not wrong, how could they kill you for no reason."

The Yaohuang looked at Fan Lu deflated, and his expression became more and more joyful.

He changed his posture and lay down on the soft couch, looking at the stands leisurely, his eyes fixed on Fan Lu's expression.

Seeing Fan Lu's shameful and resentful expression, the Demon Emperor even laughed happily twice.

Hearing the Demon Emperor's laughter, the Great Elder seemed to have received some signal, and asked even more vigorously, "You are just a little Nascent Soul cultivator, who do you think you are, who can let them kill you? It is clear that you are ruthless, They plotted against these great powers. Fan Lu, after the Immortal Lord rescued you from Mo Xiu, Wen Tianzong has always taken care of you, hoping that you can go on the right path. I didn't expect that you not only don't know how to be grateful, but also show gratitude to your fellow disciples. The elder has ordered a killer."

Speaking of this, the Great Elder was already full of resentment, "Fan Lu, you Fan Lu who will repay your kindness with revenge, have pity on my two juniors."

The great elder said that his eyes were covered with tears. He was already more than 1000 years old, with gray hair and beard, and frost on his face. Once such a kind old man roared hoarsely, he instantly drew others into empathy. among.

Under the table where Fan Lu was tied, countless people began to criticize Fan Lu.

The demon emperor is in a better mood.

He narrowed his golden pupils, and the vertical pupils were drawn into a line.

Fan Lu stopped talking and seemed to have given up arguing.

Seeing this, the Demon Emperor was immediately displeased.

Feeling the displeasure of the Demon Emperor, the Great Elder also lowered his face, "Since there is nothing to say, prepare to die."

As the Great Elder said, he took out his natal sword.

The matter of the fan slaughter has become too big, and now not only the monks of Wentianzong died, but also monks of many other sects.If he is not executed in public, it will be difficult to convince the public.

Even if he didn't want to, the Great Elder had no choice but to choose to do so.

But he was already prepared.

He had set up a restriction at Fan Lu's feet long ago, as long as Fan Lu died, all his belongings would be sucked into the restriction in an instant, without anyone noticing.

Thinking of this, the Great Elder quickened his pace.

Just when the Great Elder raised the talisman in his hand and was about to pierce it, Fan Lu suddenly looked at him and asked with a smile: "Great Elder, how long have you lived?"

The Great Elder held up the sword in his hand, and looked at Fan Lu vigilantly: "I'm old, I'm 130 years old this year."

Fan Lu laughed, "I've lived for more than 1000 years, shouldn't I have lived enough?"

The Great Elder's face changed slightly, and he put down the sword again, "When death is imminent, you still dare to threaten me?"

Fan Lu: "I'm not threatening you, I'm just giving you a piece of advice. Great Elder, sometimes I trust my intuition too much. It may not be yours, but someone else let you see it."

Fan Lu paused, "Just like now, you think you can kill me, but you can't kill me. You think you can get the Slaughter Secret Realm by killing me, but you can't. You think the Slaughter Secret Realm is a god-level secret treasure, They do not know that it is a disaster to the world."

Fan Lu raised his voice, "Don't you guys want to see the truth of the matter? I'll show you."

The great elder looked at Fan Lu suspiciously, but saw Fan Lu flipped his fingers, and a piece of jade talisman flew out from his cuff.

The jade talisman shattered in the air, revealing the image inside.

—— "Vatican, hand over the secret realm of slaughter!"

——"Fan Lu, don't blame me. I have no grievances or enmity with you. The blame is on you for overestimating your capabilities and refining the slaughter into your own magic weapon. I can only inherit it by killing you."

—— "Fan Lu, take your life!"

In front of the black crowd of monks, the image was clearly transmitted to everyone.

Some of these people are casual cultivators, and some are sect masters.

The older ones stood out in front of their juniors one by one, but in a blink of an eye they fought for the god-level secret treasure.

Like wolves smelling meat, they attacked Fan Lu for no reason.And there are two elders of Wen Tianzong inside.

What Fan Lu was doing was just protecting himself.

He didn't lie.

Some monks stood below and yelled, "In this world, the strong are respected, but your Nascent Soul cultivation base has obtained such a secret treasure as the Slaughter Secret Realm. You deserve to be hunted down, and there is no need to be pitiful."

Fan Lu sneered back, "Yeah, this world is based on martial arts. They want to kill me. I killed them with my own strength. Why should I be guilty? I have recorded every battle, I never took the initiative to kill anyone, others killed me, and I was forced to save myself. Let me ask everyone here, if someone wants to kill you, can you still feel at ease and let others kill you?"

Under the stage, everyone looked at each other, but they didn't know how to answer Fan Lu.

The demon emperor's face was already very ugly.

The Great Elder became furious and raised the natal sword in his hand again.

This time he didn't hesitate anymore, and quickly pierced towards Fan Lu.

Seeing that the sword was still a fingernail away from Fan Lu, it was too late to say it, and Fan Lu, who was still tightly bound just now, suddenly broke the chain.

An electric light flashed, and immediately there was a silver sword in his hand.Before the Great Elder could react, the silver-white sword directly wrapped around the Great Elder's neck.

Shocked by the Great Elder, Fan Lu gently pulled his hand, and a column of blood spewed out from the elder's neck like a spring.

Immediately afterwards, blood gurgled from his neck.

The Great Elder couldn't believe what was happening in front of him. He couldn't help his neck and fell limply on the ground.He wanted to shout and curse, but his trachea had been cut by Fan Lu, so he couldn't say a word.

The Great Elder subconsciously cast a look of help at the Demon Emperor.

The audience is already in chaos.

None of them expected the development of things to be like this, and they stood below in a daze.

In their astonishment, the Demon Emperor stood up and walked towards the stage.

He walked slowly and fast, but within a breath, he had already reached the side of the Great Elder.

The Great Elder showed him grateful eyes, and then he heard Fan Lu sigh beside him, "The person you think has a good impression on you may be the one who really hurt you."

After Fan Lu finished speaking, the Demon Emperor had squatted down, and a slender hand was gently patting the Great Elder's chest.

The Great Elder ignored Fan Lu's words, he wanted to reach out to grab the hand of the Demon Emperor, but just as he stretched his hand halfway, the Demon Emperor avoided it in disgust.

The Great Elder only felt a little ashamed, and when he was about to ask the Demon Emperor for help again, his chest suddenly hurt.

He looked at his chest in shock, the hand that gently comforted his chest just now had broken open his chest.

The Demon Emperor's hand dug into his chest for a while, and the next moment he pulled out his heart.

The Great Elder suddenly became short of breath, his pupils constricted and he gasped for breath.

He couldn't die if his neck was smeared, but if his heart was taken out, he would definitely die.

The great elder looked at the heart held in the palm of the hand by the demon emperor in horror, and wanted to reach for it, but his strength had already disappeared because of the heart's departure.

Qiu Mian watched anxiously from below, but dared not go up.

The great elder looked at the Yaohuang, then turned to look at Fan Lu, his eyes were full of pleading.

However, Fan Lu seemed to have expected this to happen a long time ago, and looked at the Demon Emperor indifferently.

The Demon Emperor held his heart in his left hand and slowly placed it on his chest.

After doing this, he glanced dismissively at the Great Elder on the ground, "Useless trash."

While the Demon King was speaking, the Great Elder only felt that his body had changed. He looked down at his body, and his body, which was just a moment ago, began to quickly become wooden. But in the blink of an eye, his body had already become one piece. wood.

Although turned into wood, he is not dead yet.

An eyeless wooden head was hanging precariously around his neck. He was eager to find the Demon Emperor, but was kicked to the ground by the Demon Emperor in the next moment.

Before the wooden man could react, the fragmented sound of "Kacha Kacha" sounded abruptly.

Just when the wooden man realized what had happened and wanted to ask for mercy, it was too late.

The wooden man turned into powder under the trampling of the demon emperor, and the powder quickly turned into droplets, which floated into the air and disappeared.

The monks were completely dumbfounded, staring dumbfounded at the scene in front of them.

What exactly is going on?

Ask why the elders of Tianzong suddenly turned into wooden figures? !Even being trampled to pieces by the Demon Emperor, is the Great Elder already dead? !

After the Yaohuang finished these, he turned his head to look at Fan Lu, with a murderous intent in his eyes.

Fan Lu looked at the Demon Emperor coldly, but there was a bit of disdain in his eyes.

Seeing this look, the Demon Emperor was a little angry, but when he thought about the past, he was a little happy: "Your painful expression is really good."

Fan Lu sneered: "You are not the demon emperor, who are you? You—"

Fan Lu paused for two seconds, and opened his mouth to protrude three words: "Coward."

The Dark God was furious: "I'm not a coward!"

Fan Lu: "Aren't you? You only dare to hide behind and manipulate puppets and coerce others to do things for you, but you don't dare to come forward at all. After doing so many things, others don't even know what you are. You still say you What is not a coward?"

Fan Lu's expression suddenly became ferocious, "It was you who asked Mozun to kill Sang Jiuchi! I will never forgive you!"

The Dark God was originally irritated by Fan Lu, but now seeing Fan Lu's expression, he suddenly burst out laughing.

He had never seen such a weak and helpless god of war. Before, he was so powerful that he could take the life of a main god with just a flip of his hand.

Obviously they are the twelve main gods, but God of War himself occupies most of the planes, and only a few of them are allocated to them.

Not only that, God of War is also the most powerful existence among them.

But the God of War, who was once so powerful, can only be trapped in this fragile body, not even capable of killing himself, and can only use his tongue for a while.

At this moment, the Dark God was greatly satisfied.But it wasn't enough, he had to see God of War's more painful expression, so that he could be happy.

What could be more painful to him than his real body appearing in front of him, destroying his plane with his own hands, while he is helpless?

Thinking of this, the Dark God began to pull his body away from the flesh.

The clumps of sticky black liquid began to move outward from the Yaohuang's body.

At the same time, the dark clouds in the sky pressed down, and the thick clouds covered the sun in midsummer, as if they were going to be pressed down in the next second.

The black liquid was quickly pulled out of the Yaohuang's body, and the Yaohuang's body seemed to have no soul, and immediately limp on the ground like a dead fish.

A figure suddenly flew over from a distance, holding the Demon Emperor's body tightly in his arms.

Everyone took a closer look, and found that the person was none other than Demon Lord.

After Mozun hugged the Demon Emperor, he quickly left the scene without any reluctance to fight.

The Dark God doesn't care either. After he fully restores his original form, this cultivation world will be completely destroyed in the black cloud he created, and no one can escape.

Every plant, every tree, every flower and every tree.

Birds and beasts, mortal monks.

No one can escape.

Before it turned into a prototype, the Dark God laughed out loud.

He was so smart that he even calculated Sang Jiuchi's death.

In order to be able to kill Sang Jiuchi and destroy this plane, he has been planning since 1 years ago.

Hundreds of millions of years ago, he created the demon clan, absorbed most of the spiritual power in the cultivation world through the demon clan, and took it as his own. These spiritual powers were kept in the mustard space by himself. Similarly, transform the spiritual power into the power of destruction, and start to destroy the plane.

He used to have 1000 million planes in his hand, and he thought there were quite a lot of them.But in the long years, one plane after another was destroyed by himself, and in the end, there were no planes in his hands.

After absorbing the spiritual power, he hibernates and fell asleep.After waking up, he created two things.

One is the secret realm of slaughter, and the other is the puppet doll.

He put his two hearts in the secret realm and the puppet respectively, let the puppet enter Wentianzong, waited for Sang Jiuchi to appear, and watched from the side.

His two hearts represent light and darkness respectively.It represents the dark heart hidden in the secret realm, and it is nourished by absorbing the monk's fear and death.

The heart representing light is hidden in the dull doll, which is nourished by absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon.

And his soul is attached to the monk at will, doing bad things.

Until 20 years ago, he attached himself to the Demon King and used his body to kill the Demon King's family.

I thought I could see the demon emperor and the demon emperor fight, but the demon emperor is so cunning that he trapped his soul in his body, but he himself slipped away completely.

It was the first time for him to overturn on someone other than God of War. After that, he has been looking for the whereabouts of the dog for 20 years, but there has been no clue.

And he was forced to be trapped in the demon emperor's body for 20 years.

After the heart is separated from the body, his divine power will be greatly reduced, and he can only leave this body if he takes his soul back.

However, his two hearts are still absorbing energy well, there is no need to break this balance.

The Dark God temporarily accepted this body.

Until some time ago, he felt that one of his hearts was threatened.

He found the demon king, told the demon king the truth of the year, and threatened him with the demon emperor's body, forcing him to help him regain his heart from Fan Lu.

Sure enough, the demon king is very useful.

In just two days, he brought his heart back.

After that, he asked Mozun to assassinate Sang Jiuchi.

He hadn't thought that Mozun could really kill Sang Jiuchi. He had heard a little bit about Sang Jiuchi's ability from other main gods. He still had a few tricks to pass through so many planes.

But he had passed through lower planes before, and the main god could not completely invade the planes.The way the main gods invade the plane is actually related to their abilities.

Like a god of power, he needs to be attached to the living body's desire for power in order to invade the plane.

But the desire for power is something not everyone can have.The power is only in the hands of a few people, and he can only simply enter the plane when he invades, and he can't do more.

But I am different.

He is the Dark God, and his ways are the dark side of life.

Human beings are born with light and dark sides, and even animals and plants have moments of depression and sadness. It can be said that as long as it is a living body, it is destined to produce darkness.

Under these vast darknesses, he could easily invade without even exerting much effort.

Moreover, the power of darkness in the living body has always been strong, as long as it is guided a little, darkness will sweep the entire plane.

The darker the plane, the stronger his power, which is why he can easily subvert the plane.

Sang Jiuchi, the tasker, has seriously threatened their safety. If the God of War is fully resurrected, it will be their nightmare!

The key to not resurrecting the God of War lies in Sang Jiuchi.

He came here to kill Sang Jiuchi.

Four months ago, after he got the heart from Mozun, he handed over the poisonous hidden weapon to Mozun, and let Mozun continue to kill Sang Jiuchi.This time, the demon emperor's body was also used as a threat.

At that time, he saw the hatred on Mozun's face.

In fact, both of them can die.

Fanlu is not the God of War, he does not have the memory of the God of War, he only has a wisp of the soul of the God of War left in this plane.

In this plane of Fan Lu, Mozun is his only family member, and Sang Jiuchi is his master whom he both loves and hates.

No matter which of these two dies, the other will not feel good, and Fan Lu will not feel good either.

What he likes to see most is such scenes of turning against each other, those dark sides are bred particularly quickly in the turning against each other.

It's just that Mozun was so powerful that he killed Sang Jiuchi within a few days.

Mozun didn't come to see him, but he already knew the news of Sang Jiuchi's death from the elder puppet.

For months after that, he kept a close watch.

No matter how much Fan Lu was attacked, Sang Jiuchi never appeared again.

After the Dark God was completely sure of Sang Jiuchi's death, he began to brew a plan for the destruction of the plane, but before that, he would slowly torture Fan Lu.

Everything that happened afterwards was indeed under his control. He saw Fan Lu's angry expression and heard the other party's hoarse cry.

It's so beautiful.

He wants to overthrow this poor plane amidst the shouting.

The Dark God slowly withdrew his consciousness from the memory, and his pitch-black liquid finally condensed into a complete body.

The pitch-black slime slowly took human form, first hair, then cheeks, body, and finally clothes.

In just a few breaths of time, a boy who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old appeared in front of everyone.

The boy's facial features were handsome and lovely, and he smiled lightly and showed his canine teeth.

But it was such a person who had a gloomy and ferocious expression when he laughed, with a strong sense of malice and unkindness.

It seems that the most evil demon in hell is climbing up along the desire and dark side of human beings.

Although the monks didn't know what happened in front of them, they couldn't ignore the thick black cloud with strong power and killing intent.

They are monks, born with a keen sense of danger.

I saw a few bolts of lightning that were as thick as the mouth of a bowl faintly flowing out of the thundercloud.Immediately afterwards, a thunderbolt fell.

The white thunder hit the ground, immediately smashing a huge hole in the ground, and inside the hole, countless black viscous liquids gushed out from it.

There was a mysterious and terrifying feeling in the black liquid, and everyone immediately felt that something was wrong and wanted to leave.

They tried to sacrifice the magic weapon, but found that under the strong pressure of the black cloud above, the magic weapon could not be lifted into the air at all.

They wanted to leave directly from the dirt road, but just two steps away, a thunderbolt struck the ground horizontally, and they were immediately surrounded by this strange black liquid.

A few young monks, who were not afraid of tigers when their newborn calves were born, tentatively put their hands into the black mucus.

But as soon as his fingers touched the black mucus, the black mucus immediately seemed to have life, and he pulled the monk in.But for a moment, a skeleton floated above.

Seeing the skeleton, everyone was dumbfounded.

Some monks finally couldn't accept death and screamed in terror.

In the stands not far away, Fan Lu looked coldly at the young man in front of him.

The teenager smiled and looked at the already chaotic, with a happy expression.

He laughed happily, but his face was not as bright as a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy should be, but was full of darkness and horror.

The Dark God might feel that it wasn't enough, so he waved his hand towards the black cloud in the sky, "Since I am here, the destruction will start in front of you. Keep your eyes open, Fan Lu, how did your world be destroyed? I destroyed it!"

He said, as if someone poured a basin of water down in the sky.Countless black slime immediately poured out from the thick cloud, and smashed towards the crowd on the ground with a torrent.

The monks who were bossy just now have long since become ants on the hot pot.

They call themselves monks, and they will be sought after by mortals after going down the mountain to practice. They think that even if they don't know how to win the fairy world, they can at least be able to be domineering in this continent.

But now they, the turtles in the urn, watched the death in front of them, and realized how helpless they were.

They are not nobler than ordinary people at all. In the face of death, all living beings are equal.

Some monks had already given up resistance, sitting cross-legged in meditation and waiting for the arrival of death, while some monks even tried to sacrifice magic weapons and fight to the death.

Seeing the black liquid pouring down, the expressions of the monks became more and more frightened.

On the contrary, the Dark God was more joyful. He looked at Fan Lu, but found that Fan Lu's expression was still indifferent, without even a trace of chapping, and even bored.

boring? !

How can he be bored? !

The Dark God was about to get angry when he suddenly heard an exclamation from the crowd.

He turned around suddenly and looked down.

Suddenly there was a circle of golden magic circles on the ordinary ground, and the magic circles were connected one by one, enclosing all the real places together.

Countless rays of light slowly floated up from the magic circle, but the black liquid that was supposed to be suppressed could no longer move forward.

They stayed in mid-air, like a ridiculous funnel, just so still.

The dark god's pupils shrank, "What's going on?! I..."

Suddenly, he stopped his voice and looked down at his own chest.

A hand passed behind him impressively, pinching his heart in his hand.

The Diablo God turned his head back and laughed ferociously, "You idiot, you can't kill me, hahahaha!"

Fan Lu's expression was still indifferent, and suddenly, a voice came slowly.

The voice seemed to come from the sky, like a melodious Sanskrit sound, ethereal and far-reaching with a spirit of purification.

The restless and terrified hearts of the monks gradually calmed down in this voice. They looked up and saw a figure stepping down the golden light slowly in the black clouds.

He didn't fly down, but walked down one section at a time, as if stepping on the steps.

Everyone took a closer look, and found that the man was wearing emerald green feather robes, with distant and deep eyes, it was Immortal Lord Sang!

Immortal Lord Sang still held a beating heart in his hand, and the Dark God immediately trembled in horror when he saw the heart, "This is! Why is it in your hand, why are you still alive?! This impossible!"