I'll be the villain. [Putting through the book]

Seeing this, Yun Jiuyan scolded: "Xiao Xueting, are you watching a play?"

Xiao Xueting heard the words, glanced at him, and looked away expressionlessly.There was nothing in those eyes, even the usual arrogance and arrogance were restrained.

Yun Jiuyan frowned, and was about to ask Xiao Xueting what was wrong, but saw the Yiyu clan sacrifice a magic weapon, flap their wings, and kill Xiao Xueting. "Xiao Xueting, behind your back!" He reminded, but Xiao Xueting didn't seem to hear it, and never responded.

"What's wrong?" Yun Jiuyan cursed, and was about to help Xiao Xueting, but Ji Xuanqing flew to Xiao Xueting's side one step ahead of him, and raised his hand to kill the Yu Clan demon cultivator who was attacking.

Yun Jiuyan was relieved, looked away, and continued to fight with the Yaozu.

Ji Xuanqing landed beside Xiao Xueting, reminding softly: "Be careful."

Xiao Xueting sneered, "Anyway, it's meaningless. My life, my death, and even the world I live in are all meaningless to you."

Hearing the words, Ji Xuanqing's expression moved slightly, but soon returned to normal, he said: "Mayflies and ants, life and death, why bother to seek the so-called meaning?"

Xiao Xueting sneered, tightened Shen Yuejian in his arms, and stopped talking.

"I..." Ji Xuanqing wanted to say something more, but just as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by a sudden change.

There was a loud noise from the ice field in the north, and then, the pure spiritual power of the fairy family swept away, spreading all the way from the ice field to the snow field.

Many low-level demon cultivators and low-level monks were injured by this spiritual power.

Sensing this spiritual power, Ji Xuanqing frowned slightly, "Shen Zhuo?"

Xiao Xueting raised his head and looked at Beidi, his eyes moved slightly.

After a while, a cloud of black mist appeared over the ice field.

A black mist resembling demonic energy suddenly appeared in the north. The monks and demon cultivators of the Xianmen sect stopped fighting temporarily and looked at the ice field when they saw it.

The sound of fighting stopped, and the sound of discussion suddenly became noisy.

"What is that? Demon energy?"

"It looks like fog!"

"How can there be such a thing in the Northland? Could it be that it is an ancient secret treasure buried in the ice field?"

"possible!"

"It doesn't matter, kill it and see! We must not let others take the lead!"

The fierce battle started again.The Yaozu and Xianmen fight together, more intense than before, spiritual power and magical weapons fly together, colorful and colorful.

The white wolf stood on the wall of the Wan Yao City, watching the scene of the battle on the snowy field beneath him as if admiring the beautiful scenery.

Ji Xuanqing's expression changed when he saw the black mist.

"How can you use this method!" After he left a sentence that made people puzzled, he ignored Xiao Xueting and the monks of Xianmen, and flew straight towards the ice field.

Before leaving, he released Shen Yue's restraint.

Shen Yue turned into a spirit body and hugged Xiao Xueting tightly.

Among the crowd, Luo Yu stared at the black mist over the ice field, and at Ji Xuanqing who was flying towards the ice field, and immediately dragged Lin Wuxin to the ice field.

Lin Wuyi said in a daze, "Young master, what's the matter, where are you going?"

"Ice Field."

"Why are we going there? Are we going to snatch the secret treasure too?"

Before Luo Yusheng could answer, they were surrounded by demon cultivators.

The demon cultivator couldn't stop Ji Xuanqing, so he had to turn to stop Luo Yusheng, whose spiritual power and realm were far inferior.

"Get out!" Luo Yusheng cursed, sacrificing spiritual power, trying to blaze a way to the ice field.

But his mortal body was too weak.After a while, his spiritual power was exhausted.

However, demon cultivators kept coming towards him.

Lin Wuxin yelled: "Young master, we can't hold on any longer, let's go back."

"Retire?" Luo Yusheng sneered, and finally tore off the mask of gentleness: "These ants are also worthy of asking me to retreat?"

After he finished speaking, under Lin Wuyi's puzzled gaze, he suddenly cast out a blood-colored magic circle.The magic circle was running, the black mist gushed out, took shape on the ground, and turned into a cruel and bloodthirsty monster.

"Roar!" The monsters unleashed their bloodthirsty fangs and poured into the battlefield continuously.

"This is... this is the monster that destroyed the Sword Sect!" Lin Wuyi's pupils shrank slightly, and Luo Yusheng lifted a wolf-shaped monster before he could react.

Under Luo Yusheng's order, the monster galloped north.

"What's going on! Isn't this a monster from the West Pole? Why did it suddenly appear here?"

The monsters that suddenly joined the battlefield and attacked indiscriminately caught both the monks of Xianmen and the demon cultivators by surprise.

Someone saw Luo Yusheng release the monster, and immediately shouted: "It's the young master of Jianzong! Luo Yusheng released the monster!"

"Why can he release the monster?"

"I don't know, he is a disciple of the Qi Sect, we have to ask Yuntai Chief!"

"That's right!"

Everyone in Xianmen instantly had a goal, while resisting demon cultivators and demon cultivators, they moved closer to Yun Jiuyan.

"Yuntai chief, what's going on!"

Yun Jiuyan was also very confused, and immediately said: "I don't know either! Could it be that we were deceived by the devil?"

"Who told you that there is a secret treasure in the Northland!" Finally, a monk came to his senses.

Everyone said, "It's Luo Yusheng."

"Damn it!" Yun Jiuyan also came to his senses. At this moment, even the Qizong's bearing was out of control, and he said angrily, "We've all been fooled by the fuck!"

He took a deep breath, and suddenly raised his arms and shouted: "Everyone quit Beidi!"

"why!"

"It took us a long time to get here!"

After receiving the order, some monks were not convinced. They paid a heavy price to get here. If they return without success, they will suffer a big loss.

"Listen to the Airbender obediently, let's go! We have been cheated!"

A monk who understood helped Yun Jiuyan explain to the monks around him.

Soon, most of the monks came to their senses, and under the leadership of Yun Jiuyan, they retreated while fighting.

The addition of monsters disrupted the encirclement of the demon clan.The Xianmen cultivator retreated smoothly.

As far as the outskirts of the Northland, they only need to deal with the monsters that are chasing after smelling the smell of meat.

These monsters have no spiritual intelligence and are very scattered. Compared with demon cultivators, they are very easy to deal with.

Yun Jiuyan fought all the way, and now he could finally catch his breath.

He propped himself up on his knees, looked around, subconsciously looking for the man in red.

I didn't find it!

Yun Jiuyan's heart was blank, he straightened up immediately, and asked everyone: "Where's Xiao Xueting?"

"Master Taodu?"

"I didn't see it!"

Asked around and got similar answers.Yun Jiuyan frowned, and ordered the fast monks to evacuate, and then return the same way to look for Xiao Xueting.

Northland Icefields.

The black mist that had gathered together gradually spread out.

Mo Ling frowned slightly, and raised his hand to channel his spiritual power, forming a spiritual barrier.The black air was restrained by the barrier, and the overflow was temporarily stopped.

"Master..." Mo Ling clenched his fists and waited anxiously.

"Aww!" A white wolf was thrown onto the ice.

Mo Ling lowered her eyes, let go of her tightly clenched fingers, and turned around slowly.

"Aww~" The white wolf raised his head and tried to stand up with all his strength.

"That's enough." Mo Ling leaned down and patted White Wolf's head, "Have a good rest."

"Sorry, I couldn't stop him." The white wolf said weakly.

"It's not your fault. You couldn't stop him in the first place." Mo Ling calmed the white wolf softly, releasing his spiritual power with his palm while stroking the white wolf's back.

Under the effect of spiritual power, the white wolf fell into a deep sleep.

Mo Ling stood up and looked up at the person in front of him.

Ji Xuanqing was standing not far away, still dressed in an aloof Tsing Yi.Only this time, he didn't have a whisk in his hand.

His hands are full of the blood of the white wolf and other monster races.

Beads of blood slowly dripped down his slender fingers, condensed on the ice, like poppies blooming.

"How dare you!" Ji Xuanqing spoke slowly, with uncontrollable anger, which was quite different from his usual gentle appearance.

A powerful spiritual pressure struck, and Mo Ling couldn't stand upright under the pressure, and was forced to half kneel on the ground.

He approached step by step, his footsteps making a soft sound on the ice.

Mo Ling braced himself, looked at the slowly approaching man, and said with a sneer, "You are late. The master has already entered the body and started nirvana. This endless cycle of reincarnation is about to end! Don't even think about hitting me again." The idea of ​​the master's body!"

"Boom!" Ji Xuanqing raised his leg and stepped on Mo Ling's back.Mo Ling was stepped on and hit the ice.After the ice surface was hit, web-shaped cracks appeared.

"Hahahaha, you gods, you are so self-righteous, you always think you can control the fate of others..." Mo Ling spat out blood, laughing wildly, and said, "But I want to let you, but I can't do it! You want my master's The body to hold the soul of that mortal, dreaming!"

"When the master succeeds in Nirvana, the mortal you have been thinking about will completely disappear with this world of nothingness."

"God! You are reaping the fruit of yourself!"

"Then you don't have to leave this world anymore." After Ji Xuanqing finished speaking, he stored his spiritual power in his palm and slapped Mo Ling's Tianling fiercely.

The author has something to say:

This wave seemed tragic, but in fact no one was injured.

Oh no, someone was hurt.

Shen Zhuo was hurt because he didn't have a role in this chapter.Neither does the next chapter.

Shen Zhuo: ...