Elven Supervillain

On the shore, the waves beat against the embankment, making a sound. On the shore, there was a person sitting there.

This man's face was very pale, not the sick one, as if he hadn't seen the sun all year round, and he didn't know whether it was the heavy dark circles or the artificial eye shadow, which made him look a little sick.

His figure was long and narrow, and he was dressed in white clothes, like the Taoist robes worn by those Taoist priests. He sat there without any movement, but he gave off an extremely dangerous feeling.

He is the evil king Yueju, the most famous person among the four heavenly kings of the Hezhong. He passed the examination a few years ago and went to Galer, and then returned to the Hezhong for unknown reasons, and became the so-called evil king.

Many people speculate that his strength is more than just the king of heaven, of course, this is also the case.

"Lingju, your good brother is back. Someone sent the news back today. He went to find King Xiaoye, and the two of them stayed in the restaurant all afternoon." A leisurely voice sounded from the side.

Lingoju turned his head and saw that it was the executor of the council, Flame Soul, who had not returned after being sent by the council to Hezhong to suppress the super ancient elves who might wake up.

"Hmph, Lian Wu's brain can't figure out these things." Yueju snorted, but didn't say much.

He and Lian Wu are really good brothers. The two grew up in the same yard since they were young. The age difference was only a few days. Later, the two embarked on the road of trainers together.

Until Adek, Lian Wu's apprentice, stayed in Hezhong, and Yueju chose to travel to other regions in order to go to Galar, the contact between the two became less.

"You don't seem to have any malice towards your brother." Flame Soul seemed to see something, and smiled.

"After all, he is a brother." Yueju replied, looked at Yanhun, and said as if warning: "I advise you not to have any thoughts about him."

"How could I have any thoughts about a heavenly king who is not even a quasi-god." Yan Hun smiled, and then said again: "If you want to tell Kuiqisi, your brother is looking for King Xiaoye. I want to use the power of King Xiaoye to use the power of the entire alliance to fight Kui Qisi."

"I won't let him go." Lingberry said, without much emotion in her voice.

"After all, he is a good brother." Yan Hun said, looking at the general in front of him, showing a thoughtful expression, "To be honest, if Kui Qisi wins in the end, do you think he will take Ye Tong? Give us the beast on your body?"

"What do you think?" Yueju asked back, seeming to be sneering, "A person like Queches, if you trust him, I'm afraid he won't even believe himself."

"That's right. At that time, there may be some troubles." Yan Hun said thoughtfully, nodded, and did not speak.

After a while, he seemed to think of something, and Flame Soul spoke again, "I heard that King Kaluni of Carlos is looking for you all over the world. She is not weak. It may be a bit troublesome for her to find you."

"Don't mention her name to me!" Hearing Kaluni's name, Huanju seemed to have been stepped on something, and said viciously: "She is a lunatic!"

"Indeed, it's obvious that you are not as strong as you, but you still look for you all over the world, isn't it self-inflicted humiliation..." Yan Hun said, perhaps seeing Yueju's unkind expression, so he didn't continue.

The two sat like this, and soon, night gradually fell.

On this shore, two voices suddenly sounded again.

"Lingberry, you said that we will be punished in the end for such heinous cooperation with Quecchis?"

"Retribution? My retribution, Galar had already returned it to me a few years ago."

"Aren't you afraid of encountering it again?"

"It's better to suffer again than to be an ordinary person for the rest of my life... I would rather bear the infamy and climb to the top of power than live every day in such a muddle."

"That's right, how can someone like you who has been to the top stay at the bottom?"

……

pat.pat.

"Brother Lianwu, don't send it away."

Outside the restaurant, Ye Tong waved at Lian Wu staggeringly, as if drunk.

Lian Wu was also drunk, his face was flushed, and he was holding a large can of wine in his hand. If the alliance personnel on the side didn't stop him, he would have walked with Ye Tong for two rounds.

"King Xiaoye, go slowly..."

Behind him, Lian Wu's voice came faintly, Ye Tong turned his head, the expression on his face had become extremely calm, at this moment, there was no trace of drunkenness.

"Senior Ying." Looking at Ying Luoshui, Ye Tong seemed to have made up his mind, "We will go to the temple of the plasma team today."

"A villain like Queches has a weird mind. He thinks that we will definitely think that he has fled to other places. Maybe he is in the temple."

"Besides, today's news must have reached his ears. If you continue to wait, he will only escape you."

"I have to go to the temple, even if he's not in the temple, it's fine, then I'm going to smash Team Plasma's temple too! Take a breath!"

"Okay." Ying Luoshui didn't say much, just nodded.

Ye Tong blew a whistle, and Lao Ji had already flown in from a distance, with sleepy eyes on his face.

However, after seeing Ye Tong's icy face, Lao Ping quickly showed a serious expression.

"Old Spray, we are going to do something big today."

Patting Lao Ping's wings, Ye Tong slowly raised his right hand, "Let's go kill people!"

boom!

A loud noise resounded in Feiyun City in the middle of the night, and the sky dragon streaked across the sky.

The thunder is flickering, and the dark clouds are densely covered. At this moment, it seems that everyone is responding to Ye Tong's anger!

Chapter 635 Entering the Temple! Kill!

Temple of Team Plasma.

"Three evil dragons, eat these three fruits, and you will be promoted to the legendary realm."

In the basement of the main hall, Kuiqisi looked at his three evil dragons, and spread his hands, with three fruits in his palms.

This fruit is different from the previous bloodline fruit. They appear smaller and look like ordinary fruits. The only difference is that the surface of the fruit exudes a palpitating light.

With three high-level blood fruits, Kuiqisi wants to completely transform his three evil dragons!

"Roar."

And as the three evil dragons who have followed Queches for many years, they didn't seem so restless. Looking at the three fruits, the three heads stretched out and ate one each.

Immediately afterwards, a mutation happened, and the heads of the three evil dragons raised their heads high, and let out terrifying roars!

Rumble!

The change happened at this moment, and the bodies of the three evil dragons were undergoing frightening changes.

Its body expanded again, and soon, it was as big as the top of the basement. Originally, it was like six black and thin wings behind it, which twisted quickly, and then, the flesh and blood condensed, and it turned into a neck. thing!

"Roar!"

Pain came out from the throats of the three evil dragons, and then, there was only a puff, and a huge head made of wings suddenly popped out abruptly!

Puchi, puchi, heads grew out one after another, and in front of the eyes, these three evil dragons grew six more heads, and each head had fierce eyes, as if it wanted to tear everything in this world.

The terrifying power spread out, and unparalleled power began to gather on the bodies of these three evil dragons!

The ferocious elf in front of him, under the stimulation of that fruit, completely turned into a monster!

"This is my good elf." In front of him, Kuiqisi looked at this scene without a trace of timidity in his eyes. Instead, he showed a smile that got what he wanted.

It succeeded, and the three bloodline fruits made from the blood of the black and white dragons turned this three-headed dragon, which had a fairly low starting point, into an extremely powerful existence.

"Roar!!!"

As if responding to Quecchi's words, the nine-headed monster let out a huge roar, and its nine heads twisted and twisted strangely.

"What monster did the leader create again..."

In the main hall of the temple, the guards guarding the gate trembled when they heard the roar.

Since Akromar created the higher fruits, they have created many monsters out of those fruits.

Yes, it is a monster. After taking the fruit, those elves did not become the so-called elves crossing the bridge in their imagination. Instead, they had strange changes. The bodies or shapes of the elves completely changed.

The elves who ate the fruit can no longer see the appearance of the elves before, and they have become monsters one by one!

Dangdang Dangdang!

It seemed that something was caused by the roar of the bird in the basement. On both sides of the temple, many elves collided violently and set up a cage.

Each of them is very weird, the Yanwu King covered in armor, the black monarch snake like a giant python... the elves that have turned into monsters one by one, even these guards dare not look back at all, for fear of seeing After that, the whole night was a nightmare.

Changing the elves into such monsters is already a kind of grievance, especially since there are tens of thousands of elves' lives behind the changes.

"Leader, will you be punished..."

I don't know what I thought of, a guard happened, and my body was shaking like a sieve.

Looking at the gate of the temple not far away, the guard once again sounded N's curse on them.

"Perhaps one day, King Xiaoye will really come..."

"Not one day, but now!!!"

A voice sounded like a nightmare, and the faces of the guards changed drastically, before they could make a sound——

boom!

The door made by Hezhong in front of him was smashed in with the dent of a huge fist.

"King Xiaoye is really here!"

At this moment, these guards were all terrified, and for a moment, almost all of them were dead.

They fled in all directions, and within a short distance, there was another loud knock on the door.

Immediately afterwards, there was a pause of one second, and the third sound sounded, and the gate of the temple collapsed.

Ye Tong stood at the door, looking at the fleeing guards, his eyes were full of coldness.

Almost at a glance, Ye Tong saw the elves locked in the cage.

This glance verified his conjecture that Queches was really in the temple.

"Quiqisi, you will die today!"

The words sounded with cold determination.

Taking a step forward, Ye Tong entered the temple, and at this moment, a sound like an alarm suddenly sounded in the temple.

The elf in the cage suddenly became quiet, and the light of sanity disappeared in his eyes, and then, he seemed to have completely turned into an emotionless machine.

pat.

The cages were opened one by one, and eight huge and weird elves came into Ye Tong's eyes.

"Twisted Super King Yanwu Combat Power: 13950, Level: Unknown"

"Twisted Super Monarch Snake Combat Power: 14173, Level: Unknown"

"..."

The data of each elf appeared in his eyes, Ye Tong clenched his fist, eight near-god elves, eight monsters piled up by countless lives.

"Lian Wu is stupid, but he did one thing well. He found out the location of the temple."

"And... told me!"

It's hard to imagine, the eight elves, what kind of torture these eight elves have endured, and what kind of twisted and dark heart lies behind these tortures!

Gritting his teeth, Ye Tong suppressed the killing intent in his heart, and looked at Ying Luoshui, "Senior, help me hold these elves for a while, can you do it?"

"Eight elves who haven't entered the gods." Ying Luoshui said, "If I want, I can kill them all."

"No, what I want is dragging. Their minds should be distorted by the chip. Queches should know how to undo it."

"I'll let Queches tell the way."

Ye Tong shook his head. At this moment, although his mind was full of anger, at least he still maintained his rationality.

"They are innocent, and they are not the ones who should be killed."

"Okay." Hearing this, Ying Luoshui nodded, without saying anything, and slowly took the sword in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, the terrifying field unfolded again, and Wan Jian arrived, surrounding Ying Luoshui.

Shadow falling into the water and moving forward, the tens of thousands of swords gathered in thousands and entangled eight twisted near-god elves at the same time.

Ye Tong was advancing in the sword array, his eyes were cold, and soon, he grabbed a guard who fled to the corner.

"Kuiqisi, where is it?" Eyes fixed on the guard, Ye Tong spoke, the coldness in his words seemed to condense into frost.

"Boss, the boss is in the basement inside."

The guard didn't dare to say anything at the moment, he replied, fell to his knees with a plop, and kowtowed heavily to the ground.

"King Xiaoye, spare my life, spare my life!"

Boom, boom, boom.