The Scum Villain’s Self-Saving System

The female resentment entangled both land and water. After sucking three people dry under the water, she couldn't wait to climb ashore to find a new target. Luo Binghe looked stern. He snapped his fingers, and a cluster of flames burned at his fingertips. Using spiritual energy as a catalyst, he flicked towards the sneaking monster. As soon as it touched the hair, it burst into a giant flame, forcing the black hair to quickly retreat into the water. Dare not go ashore. The whole set of movements is done in one go, full of power and leaving no room for error. Shen Qingqiu raised the sign in his heart: Luo Binghe, ten points!

Luo Binghe picked up the luminous pearl that fell to the ground due to Qin Wanyue's panic, raised it high, like a beacon to calm people's minds, and shouted: "Don't get separated, get together!" Then, he took out the standard equipment of the Immortal Alliance Conference, one for each person. Fireworks for help were released into the sky.

Fireworks for help are prepared for disciples to seek help when they encounter monsters that they cannot deal with. The Immortal Alliance Conference will not release overly dangerous monsters, and will automatically give up after being used three times. Therefore, previous Immortal Alliance Conferences are basically used only as a last resort. No one really used it, and at this moment, brilliant fireworks were rising one after another over the entire Jedi Valley. This was originally a very beautiful scene, but at this moment, these fireworks are not only not gorgeous, but also make people feel heartbroken.

Because every firework that rises means that a disciple has encountered an extremely terrifying monster and his life is threatened!

"Spar mirror! Look at the crystal mirror!"

Screams and cries continued to be heard from the crystal mirror. Some disciples were lying dead on the spot, while others were still fighting in blood. Their eyes were filled with fear: "Why? Why is there... it shouldn't be!"

"Come here! Master, save me! Senior brother, save..."

Suddenly, a hoarse cry came from a crystal mirror, the spirit eagle screamed shrilly, and the picture turned into pitch black.

Everyone said in confusion: "What's going on?"

That hoarse cry must be the bone eagle of the demon world, a ferocious and bloodthirsty flying monster. This spiritual eagle was probably torn apart by them, and the crystal stone was shattered into pieces.

Those that swim in the water, walk on the ground, fly in the air...these ferocious demonic creatures are definitely not arranged by the conference.

Although he had been mentally prepared, when such a large-scale riot scene was staged in front of him, Shen Qingqiu's scalp was still numb, and his fingertips were cold as he realized that he still couldn't treat it as a realistic scene as he had originally imagined. drama.

Outside the Jedi Valley, a pot had already exploded on the high platform. The Taoist from Tianyi Temple said sternly: "What's going on? The monsters selected and placed in the Immortal Alliance Conference have been strictly regulated and screened. How could something like a female vengeful entanglement be mixed into the demonic world!"

Several Huanhua Palace disciples had died, and the old palace master suddenly stood up: "Open the barrier!"

The huge barrier that covers the Jedi Valley is supported by nearly a hundred monks from Zhaohua Temple. The abbot of Zhaohua Temple will immediately use a thousand-mile message to tell the monks to remove the barrier. Unexpectedly, Yue Qingyuan suddenly said: "Can't open it!"

The old palace master was stunned: "What does Master Yue mean by this?"

There were more than a hundred disciples of the Cangqiong Mountain Sect in the Jedi Valley participating in the Immortal Alliance Conference, but Yue Qingyuan prevented the opening of the barrier and allowed the disciples in the barrier to escape. Naturally, there was an extraordinary reason.

Shen Qingqiu had already figured this out, and Dai Yue Qingyuan answered: "Once the barrier is removed, the disciples can escape, but the monsters originally trapped in it will also flee. There are villages a few miles away from here. , then the situation will be more serious. The disciples of various sects will at least be able to deal with it, but ordinary people who are not psychic..."

As soon as these words came out, all the famous senior leaders on the high platform were speechless and were as silent as death. At this time, no matter how powerful you are in the cultivation of the Golden Core Nascent Soul, you will immediately regain the power of heaven.

A Taoist, Liushenwuzhu, said: "If we can't open the barrier and let them out, then... what should we do?"

Liu Qingge said: "If you can't go out, you can only go in."

Everyone in Cang Qiong Mountain exchanged glances with perfect understanding. Yue Qingyuan said in a deep voice: "Fellow Taoists, what happened today must have been deliberately done by someone who wanted to use the hands of monsters to catch all the new talents in the world of cultivation and future pillars. For the current plan, we can only continue to maintain the barrier. . Is there any fellow Taoist who is willing to go into the valley with me at Cang Qiong Mountain to clean up the monsters and rescue the participating disciples?”

Fighting a bloody path out of it and clearing out the monsters requires not only force, but also courage.

The old palace master was the first to respond: "Huanhua Palace is obliged to do so."

Huanhua Palace has the largest number of participants in this Immortal Alliance Conference and has invested the most. They are the party least able to bear the loss. Someone took the lead, and others immediately followed, volunteering one after another. Even a very small number of people who were timid before have now been awakened: all of their talented disciples are here!

Shen Qingqiu took a step forward and was about to stand in the queue of volunteers who came to support him. Liu Qingge took a slightly wrong step and his sword scabbard blocked Shen Qingqiu's path.

Shen Qingqiu remained calm and opened the scabbard with two fingers: "What does this mean?"

Liu Qingge said concisely and concisely: "Your poison."

Yue Qingyuan said: "That's right. The 'incurable' poison in your body has not been cleared away, and the safety of the disciples of the Qingjing Peak lineage is left to us." In case of a sudden attack after entering the Jedi Valley, the spiritual energy will be stagnant and surrounded by layers of Among the monsters, it really makes the sky and the earth unable to respond.

Shen Qingqiu shook his head and said: "Why is the master hiding on the high platform to enjoy the shade when there are disciples in trouble? If I can't protect my disciples, I, the master of Qingjing Peak, don't have to do it."

Moreover, he is an important figure that triggers a key plot, and the scene cannot be filmed without being present.

Ding Dong, the system prompts: [By shaping a positive image, the villain is made three-dimensional, B-grade +30! ]

Shen Qingqiu rolled his eyes inwardly: Is this considered a candy before the knife is about to hit me?

Yue Qingyuan and others' dissuasion was ineffective, so they had to say helplessly: "Then you must be careful. If you can't handle it, send a message to summon us to support immediately."

Shen Qingqiu was not as pessimistic as they were about his ability to deal with monsters. In addition to his confidence in his own cultivation and spiritual power, it was also because his interest in these monsters in "The Proud Immortal Demon Road" was far greater than that of various girls. He might not remember which heroine liked to go to see the stars with Luo Binghe when she was a little wronged, and sometimes he couldn't even match the name, but he knew the attributes and weaknesses of each monster very clearly!

In addition to being familiar with the plot, if you have to find something in him that can be called a golden finger... this is the only thing!

In the Jedi Valley, Luo Binghe was settling down a group of terrified junior sisters and brothers. At this time, you must not run around. If you encounter new monsters or get separated again, it will only make the situation worse.

The night wind was howling, and the howling of ghosts and wolves, whether human or demon creatures, came from all directions. The timid ones had already cried bitterly. Qin Wanyue's face was pale, but she saw Luo Binghe leaning against a tree, with the Zhengyang Sword inserted in his arms, calm but alert, blocking all the invasions from the darkness, and a trace of tenderness and sweetness emerged in his helplessness.

If Shen Qingqiu was here, he would definitely be very excited, and his soul of gossip was burning: Sister, you have fallen in love with him!

At this time, there was a rustling sound from the bushes. Luo Binghe's eyes were stern, and a stream of spirit gathered in his palm, ready to go.

The sound of the bushes moving became louder and closer, and everyone's heart was in their throats. Maybe they were extremely scared, but no one shouted first.

Suddenly, there was a thud, as if someone fell to the ground. Then, a round object rolled out of the bushes.

It was a human head.

The head had closed eyes, blood all over its face, and its hair was messy like a chicken coop. This scene was originally very scary, but at this time, a dead head without lethality was better than a monster that could eat people, so many people actually breathed a sigh of relief.

Qin Wanyue said in a trembling voice: "... This... Which sect does this senior brother belong to? Does anyone know?"

The disciples of various sects present came closer to identify him, and they all breathed a sigh of relief: "It's not one of us." "Never seen it before."

Luo Binghe looked at the bushes in the dark from the depths, thinking that if the head was here, the body should be nearby, so why not go and see which sect the clothes belonged to. He strengthened the spiritual flow in his palm and walked into the darkness.

Sure enough, a stiff corpse was lying behind the bushes, wearing a water-blue Taoist robe, and should be an entry-level disciple of Tianyi Temple. Luo Binghe only saw the hem of his robe and sighed. This kind of entry-level disciple should have come to the Immortal Alliance Conference to gain experience, but he didn't expect to be involved in a sudden disaster and lose his life.

He looked up again, but was suddenly stunned.

The head was still attached to the neck of this corpse!

Where did the head come from?

Before Luo Binghe turned back, Zhengyang had already unsheathed, and shouted in a bright white light: "Leave that head!"

Before the voice fell, the head that was originally quietly leaning on the ground suddenly opened its eyes!

It stared at everyone with wide eyes, and eight thin and long spider legs with distinct joints and barbs suddenly appeared from under its neck, and it jumped up!

The person closest to it had no time to dodge, and it jumped on his head. He screamed wildly, pulled out his sword and waved it randomly, and others hurriedly dodged. Luo Binghe didn't dare to draw his sword easily. What if he stabbed the head of this person instead of the monster, the consequences would be disastrous. Such a horrible thing crawling on his head was so terrifying that he was about to suffocate. The man was extremely desperate and turned the sword head to stab his head. But before he raised his hand, the eight thin and lonely spider legs found the right position and stabbed into his temple! The man immediately stiffened his body, and even his tongue seemed to be tied, and he couldn't shout a word. The spider legs extending from the neck of the human head penetrated deeper and deeper, and he also twitched all over. In an instant, the eight spider legs were pulled out, leaving only a bloody hole at the man's temple. The inside of the skull seemed to have been sucked out and was empty. This scene was so horrifying that even Luo Binghe didn't react for a while. The monster with a human head and spider-like appearance sucked the brain marrow, crawled up and down on the corpse, and uttered a shrill whistle from its mouth, like a baby crying. At this moment, a light arrow condensed from the spiritual flow flew over, passed through its mouth that was playing the trombone, and made a hole through it. In the abrupt silence and everyone's blank stares, Shen Qingqiu rubbed his ears that were slightly aching from its barking, slowly raised his sleeves, opened his folding fan, and said quietly: "It's so noisy."

This appearance was really very low-key.