I am pretending to be a villain in the world of cultivating immortals

Zhihe let out a long whistle, and spit out a long snake bone sword from his mouth to meet the ruthless arrow. At this moment, Zhihe thought that she could easily break Hei Niang's spell, but she actually felt a wave of pain on the arrow. A killing spirit.

As far as sincerity is concerned, gold and stone are separated, and a snowstorm transformed by the soul pill came over, covering the body of the arrow, forming a layer of extremely hard frost. It is the condensation of countless thoughts, giving the arrow the courage to shake the world once and for all. .

Following the formation of the arrow, the black lines on Hei Niang's shoulders quickly climbed up to the center of her brows, and the moment her eyes completely turned black.

A distant memory came to her mind, it was her previous life, she had just entered the gate of Gouchen Dao Palace, and on the wall of Dongzhenxi, she saw a motto left by the ancestor of Kaishan.

"Anyone who practices my Gouchen Wuqing Tao, remember the true meaning of my Taoism, the unintentional is better than the intentional, and the sentient seems to be ruthless."

The mystery of the Taoist sect, which was so puzzling back then, is actually understood at this moment. It turns out that the highest level of cultivation in the way of ruthlessness is still the word "love".

The time for three breaths has passed, Hei Niang exhausted her soul power and shot an arrow in the air, facing Zhihe's snake bone sharply, the bone sword couldn't bear the chilling aura, cracks appeared in the bone sword.

"You can comprehend the state while struggling to death. You are a genius, but it's a pity that you are sentimental. You are not vulnerable in the face of absolute strength."

Zhihe was aroused by the change of the ruthless arrow crossing the border, and she fused a killing intent into the bone sword. The sword made a clear sound, broke through the wind and snow, split the black arrow from the middle, and stabbed at Hei Niang .

"All those who are facing the battle are in the front, unite!" The nine-fold formation was formed in the palm of Bo Zhou Sanren, and he gave a light shout, and the nine rings were stacked on top of each other, forming one.

"It's done, General, I succeeded—" Bo Zhou Sanren shouted happily, he looked up at the motionless figure in midair.

In a piece of glistening snow, a bone sword pierced Hei Niang's chest, and the black feather symbolizing death slowly fell down.

The bowstring of the black-feathered crow broke, and fell to the feet of the people in the boat, causing the young man in brown and white clothes to widen his eyes. He stretched out his hand to catch the phantom of Hei Niang who was about to disappear, but saw a gust of wind blowing, twisting the In a cloud of black mist, only one Soul Pill flew to his palm, looking for the breath of the old man.

"General?" Bo Zhou Sanren called out in a trance, his heart felt like a knife was being twisted, but the Nine Layers Ring formed an effect.

Zhihe Snake's pupils tightened, and suddenly she saw a silver formation ring condensing the true meaning of Taoism, bursting from her demon core, which made her feel that the spiritual power in her body was concentrated and stagnated.

Seeing this, the young man with tears in his eyes trembled his blood-stained fingers, and hurriedly made a formula to stabilize the formation. He looked at the giant snake, "The formation of fate has been completed, Zhihe, your death time has come!"

"Ah Ruo..." A frost-colored crow feather flew through the air towards Jiuyou Hades, and landed beside one person.

The glamorous woman in red was lying drunk on a dead sycamore tree with her eyes closed.

After hearing that call, her eyelashes trembled slightly, but they never opened. Instead, a drop of clear tear slipped from the corner of her eyes and shattered on the dead wood, causing the phoenix tree to bloom with bloody branches.

Ah Ruo lay still, only the five-petaled plum blossoms between his eyebrows flickered into hideous wounds, but he smiled, presumptuously, madly, almost irresistibly.

They all turned into a sigh, "General, did you get what you wanted?"

On the other side, when the nine-fold ring formed, Liang Chu's complexion suddenly changed in the belly of the snake, and he was suffocated by the enormous coercion.

And the butterfly on his neck was just about to open its mouth to hurt someone, when a snow-colored broken sword swung the butterfly away.

The two red butterflies collided with the stone wall and turned into two figures in blue battle armor. It was Hu Xiaotai and Xu Yingshan who broke free from the orchid lantern.

"Who is stopping me?" Hu Xiaotai was supported by Xu Yingshan, as if she was dissatisfied with someone stopping her from killing Liang Chu.

"Yuanbai, the next three-point bodyguard, this person has kindness to my souls in Qixing Town. If you insist on killing him, you have enmity with us."

A strong man with a broken sword in his hand protected the good book, and beside him, Ah Luo supported the injured Dabao, and said with a smile: "Brother, this young man is a friend of that Taoist priest. I was able to escape, thanks to them."

Dabao nodded, feeling in his heart that he had been carrying the lamp for a hundred years, and finally fulfilled his long-cherished wish by putting the red bird jade hairpin in his sister's hair.

At this moment, there are indeed two identical jade hairpins on A Luo's crow hair, shaking her head slightly as she turns.

The girl looked at Yuan Bai who was holding the "first sword", thinking that even if she waited a hundred years to meet again, he would still be her hero.

"Yes, you can't hurt him!" Two stars landed, two healers, one old and one young.

Anshun ran up to Liang Chu, the bell around his neck made a crisp sound, it was tied on by the old man stroking his beard with his own hands.

"It's you." Liang Ce was awakened by the surrounding voices, he opened his eyes, and saw Anshun looking at him with concern, and there was a group of people he didn't know surrounded in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

"Thank you, sir." An Ren took a step forward and helped Liang Chu up. The misunderstanding between him and his little apprentice was reconciled, thanks to this person in front of him. Ask for a little more for Anshun, and the young man in front of him is the only chance.

"He has kindness to you, but he has enmity with me. Let me ask you, young man, are you a member of the Greedy Wolf Royal Family?"

Hu Xiaotai saw that there were a lot of people on the opposite side, she didn't change her expression, she looked over Xu Yingshan who was standing in front of her, and looked at Liang Chu's green eyes.

I remember back then, the general of the Greedy Wolf Kingdom who led them into danger also had such eyes.

"Yes." Liang Ce bluntly said that he is of royal blood, but there is no prince in this world who was regarded as a monster since childhood and imprisoned under the altar.

Back then, if Yu Huaiyin hadn't threatened the Greedy Wolf imperial family from the lower realm and handed over a sacrifice whose soul was compatible with him, he, a ridiculous prince, would have been locked in the dark underground palace forever, until he died of old age.

Therefore, it was Yu Huaiyin who saved him, but then destroyed him without hesitation. Such a person is more hateful than those clansmen who abandoned him from the beginning.

"Since you admit it, fight with me in an open and honest manner. Don't use some insidious tricks. If you hadn't tricked me back then, my army from the Six Kingdoms would have crushed your Greedy Wolf King City!"

Hu Xiaotai raised the red-tasseled spear in her hand, thinking of the 70 troops, they lost to some monsters with strange skills without even going to the battlefield, she refused to accept it.

Liang Ce stood on his feet a bit unsteadily. He raised his eyes and glanced at the silver formation ring above his head. He knew that the reason why these people in front of him were able to show up was that the formation technique had played a role in diverting Zhihe's refining power. to him.

Now he only feels the energy and blood in his body surging, and he doesn't want to talk with Hu Xiaotai about the faults of the royal family ancestors a hundred years ago, he said with a wry smile: "So, I'm afraid you are looking for the wrong person, Emperor Wu killed the Allied Forces of the Six Nations 700 years ago gone."

Hu Xiaotai and Xu Yingshan were taken aback for a moment, although they knew in their hearts that they were already ghosts and inhumans, but they never thought that time flies, his years are still in front of them, but it has been so long.

Seeing their dazed expressions, Liang Ce clenched his fists, "Furthermore, the Tanlang royal family was wiped out six years ago, and the country changed hands. Today's Tanlang Kingdom is no longer the Liangwang's world."

Hu Xiaotai gritted her teeth, but didn't say a word again. Thinking about the years, this thing can make people forget everything, and it can also annihilate love and hatred.

Here, everyone has their own thoughts.

"Hey, there's a lot of battle ahead, let's go and have a look." In the distance, the young man in scarlet clothes dragged the taciturn and cold-faced knight in black to join in the fun.

Unexpectedly, when the knight saw a certain figure in the crowd, he suddenly became afraid and dared not go forward, "Xiaoqi, let's not meddle in our own business."

The little prince in Feiyi turned around and found that the knight had a weird look on his face, and he taught him a lesson: "Meng Buping, why did you relapse into your old problem? When I was alive, I liked you to meddle in other people's affairs. Don't forget, you are the number one swordsman in the world." .”

Meng Buping's expression darkened when he heard the young master's words, "I... am not worthy."

The young master clicked his tongue, looking as if he hated iron but steel, "Oh, you and I have stayed in this ghost place for so long, I said earlier that I didn't mean to lose to you back then, swords have no eyes, my Death has nothing to do with you."

Meng Buping's eyes sparkled, but the young master was still chattering, "It's the one over there, you have been hiding from him for a hundred years, and now we may not be able to get out, the man is open and aboveboard, if you make a mistake, you have to admit it, if he wants to chop you off If I take revenge with the sword, I absolutely promise to stand by and watch."

The young master drew out the knife from his waist, stroked the crack on it, and smiled really nicely, "Here, maybe I'll pass him the knife."

Meng Buping was tickled by the young master's smile, and when he turned his gaze to Dabao, he seemed to have made up his mind.

Liang Chi vaguely heard the conversation between Meng Buping and Xue Qi, he looked around and saw more and more dead souls gathered here, he remembered that Yu Huaiyin had left for some time.

In fact, he snatched the red talisman not as he said, but to share the worries of that person.

It's just that he was afraid that Yu Huaiyin would treat human life as nothing in order to achieve his goal like last time, and abandon him.

But think about it carefully, if he doesn't snatch the talisman, will that same scarred person have to endure the painful refining power alone, and then take the risk to destroy the demon pill alone.

He had misunderstood him, and he had never clearly recognized what kind of person the young head of Siming Dao Palace was, and whether he really cared about the common people and had such a warm heart.

Guessing secretly in his heart, the nine-fold ring array above his head suddenly dropped a bit, and the huge coercion made Liang Chu half kneel on the ground, a mouthful of hot blood poured out of his throat, and there was a burning sensation in all internal organs.

It seems that Zhihe has spared no effort to deal with him.

"Big brother!" Anshun vomited blood when he read the book, and he really wanted to help, but he is just a lonely soul, so what can he do?

Seeing that Liang Chu was injured, Hu Xiaotai suddenly untied the object wrapped in white cloth behind her back, and took a step forward to shoot Liang Chu.

"Little Moss, don't mess around, this matter has nothing to do with this young man." This time, without Yuan Bai's obstruction, Xu Yingshan was the first to grab the stick of unknown origin.

Hu Xiaotai frowned, and looked at Xu Yingshan in a daze, "Do I look like an unreasonable person?"

Xu Yingshan understood what she meant, withdrew his hand that was blocking her, and said with a smile, "It's rare for Madam to be self-aware."

Dare to laugh at her, Hu Xiaotai raised her fist and punched, but realized that now is not the time to show her temper, "Don't forget, if we hadn't seen the people from the royal family of Tanlang, what would we have come here in the first place?"

"This battle is not over." Xu Yingshan replied, he lifted the white cloth wrapped around the pole, waved his arms, and a banner stained with the blood of the soldiers of the six countries was unfurled.

He was originally the vanguard of the Tianquan National Front, and he was also the vanguard when the Six Nations Allied Forces, but he could only watch hundreds of thousands of soldiers fall into the battle without being rescued.

700 years ago, he had regrets. The old greedy wolf was destroyed, and the old country was no longer there, but the heroic souls of the soldiers should not be humiliated.

When Emperor Wu sent troops to attack, they could put on armor and go into battle to protect their loved ones. Even if the gods send disasters today, mortals would be furious!