How can I be the villain's follower

Chapter 506 Zhang Liang: I'm Dead
The sky cracked and the earth trembled.

When the Scarlet Thunder landed on Wu Hao's head with the final blow, everyone's hearts trembled.

"puff!!!"

A bloody arrow shot up into the sky, Wu Hao's body was covered with cracks from the bloody lightning strike, his luck dropped sharply, and his momentum also plummeted.

But he is still alive, and still retains the strength of the Fusion Realm.

And Zhang Liang, the Zhang Liang in white clothes, with gray hair, knelt on the ground weakly, his eyes lost their light, and even the golden Nascent Soul came out of his body.Yuan Ying glanced at Herring Zi and other women, sighed softly, and slowly dissipated into mid-air, without the slightest vitality in the entire corpse.

He was dead, completely dead, exhausted his last sliver of life force, unleashed the final blow of Heavenly Punishment, drained himself dry.

"Roar!"

Xuanyou roared angrily, raised his head and roared towards the sky, as if he was complaining about the injustice of fate, but his body was illusory, gradually disappeared, and his luck was completely exhausted.

Luck, vitality, three souls and seven souls, Nascent Soul...

No matter from which angle you look at it, Zhang Liang couldn't die anymore.

"Ding, you have killed Zhang Liang and gained 30000 points."

Listening to the voice in his head, Wu Hao felt happy physically and mentally, and couldn't help laughing loudly: "I won, and in the end, I, the Holy Son, won!"

Herring woke up from the coma, saw Zhang Liang's body, his face was pale, and his eyes were absent-minded: "Why, how could it be, Brother Liang!"

Arthur clenched his silver teeth, tears welled up in his beautiful eyes: "Bastard, bastard!"

Yuxuezi's pretty face was cold and she didn't say a word, but her broken body sitting on the ground trembled slightly and her mood was unstable.

Wei Yingzi snorted coldly: "It's a good death, this bastard deserves his death." But there was also a hint of sadness hidden in her eyes.

"Zhang Liang..." Zhenjun Daiyue looked at his corpse with a complicated expression, which he could not forget for a long time.

The most excited one was Xi Wen, a heartless real person who threw herself in front of Zhang Liang's corpse, holding his cheeks with both hands, shouting and crying loudly: "Don't die! Qing Liangzi, don't die!!! Woooooo!"

Standing among the crowd and paddling, Zhanlong Lord and Abandoned Dragon Lord both changed their expressions drastically.

Because they realized that their luck was rapidly passing away with Zhang Liang's death, and their vitality was also swallowed by the void.

They were the captives of Zhang Liang's luck. Once Zhang Liang died, they would not survive.

"Swallow the core of the holy demon. From then on, the essence of life of the two of you will undergo a complete change. You will become the subordinate of this demon, and you don't have to worry about death."

A black-gold phantom suddenly appeared in front of the two of them. He raised his hands and sent two black-gold beating hearts.

Unable to tolerate Lord Zhanlong and Lord Abandoning Dragon to think, the two immediately swallowed the core of the holy demon.

boom!
In an instant, terrifying magic power erupted from the two of them, even surpassing Zhang Liang before.

"Kill Wu Hao." Specter ordered.

Lord Zhanlong and Lord Abandoning Dragon looked at each other, and in the next moment, they fought together.

This battle is destined to be engraved in the deepest part of everyone's memory and will never be forgotten for a lifetime.

On this day, the sky cracked, and blood rained across the sky. The person who should be robbed, Wu Hao, spilled blood on the ground. Countless demon cultivators rushed towards him one after another, turning into corpses one after another.

On this day, Wu Hao roared up to the sky, and the majesty of a saint swept across the world.

On this day, the power of Tianzhu shook the earth, and even Wu Hao almost died tragically under Tianzhu.

On this day, Lord Zhanlong and Lord Abandoned Dragon broke out and fought dozens of rounds with the seriously injured Wu Hao.

finally.

Wu Hao also died.

His corpse knelt on the hill-like body, his golden battle robe was in tatters, and a strong fighting spirit still remained on his handsome face.

"Ding, it is detected that the host's vitality is exhausted, the three souls and seven souls have disappeared, and the carrier has completely lost its function. In order to ensure that the system will not be controlled by life forms other than the host, the system starts a self-destruct procedure, goodbye."

With a soft sound in Wu Hao's mind.

Pong!
Wu Hao's head exploded, leaving only a section of his neck.

"Do not!!!!!"

"Holy Son of Haotian!!!"

"we lose!"

Countless spiritual practitioners mourned and wailed.

"kill!"

"Kill all these spiritual cultivators!"

"Kill the man, catch the woman! Hehehe."

The demon cultivators became more and more crazy, like a pack of hungry wolves, they rushed towards everyone.

"With all our strength, we must destroy the incarnation of the demon here!" Zhenwu Shengdao roared angrily.

"Okay." The merciful saint was also very angry, and joined forces to attack.

However, half a day later.

Boom!

Blood thunder fell to the ground.

The holy blue and holy white bodies fell to the ground.

The two saints also died in battle.

The incarnation of the demon opened his arms and laughed loudly: "Mortal world, welcome your end!"

Only one-third of the spiritual practitioners who had been killed were desperate, and their faces were pale.

"escape!"

"Run away!"

"The incarnation of the demon is too scary! Run away!"

I don't know who took the lead, all Lingxiu fled in a hurry.

Even Zhenjun Daiyue had no choice but to take herring and other women, and Wu Hao's body, and fled in a hurry on the Haotian.

The demon cultivators dispersed and chased after the crowd.

On the huge battlefield, only one corpse was left behind.

woohoo~
The strong wind blew past, and the sound of the wind that seemed to cry echoed between the sky and the earth, and the blood rained all over the sky like tears.

Zhang Liang's corpse was kneeling on the ground, his eyes staring blankly at the sky, as if his will to die remained, and his white clothes were also stained blood red by the blood rain.

"Hmph ~ la la la ~"

On the battlefield strewn with corpses, a woman's singing sounded strangely.

A pink figure, holding a pink paper umbrella and swinging ponytails, stepped lightly on the bloody water to Zhang Liang's body.

"Oh, isn't this Qing Liangzi's classmate? Why are you kneeling here? It's raining, aren't you afraid of getting wet?"

The crisp and sweet voice rang like a wind chime.

The bright and pretty face was white and flawless, the eye sockets were flushed, and two lines of clear teardrops slid down the snow-white skin.

Jiang Meier stretched out her jade hand tremblingly, gently stroked Zhang Liang's cheek, and looked at those eyes that were full of wisdom in the past - but now she was staring at the sky with a dead silence, Jiang Meier's heart seemed to be torn apart in pain.

"Why! Woohoo! Why! Why is it always me who gets hurt! Why don't you take me with you? You bastard, you refused to let me kiss you when you were alive. Now that you are dead, I want to kiss you to death! Kiss enough!" Jiang Meier cried, and lowered her head to kiss Zhang Liang's face.

It took a long time before she let go, her cheeks blushing, but Zhang Liang's body was still motionless, lifeless.

Jiang Meier stared blankly at Zhang Liang's body, her face gradually paled. Without saying a word, she put away Zhang Liang's empty ring, Xuanyin stone and other important items, carefully put them in the pink kit, stuffed them into her bosom, and left lonely.

Only one sentence remains:

"Qing Liangzi, I will take care of your funeral."

Zhang Liang's body remained motionless, the blood rain fell on his eyes, and the eyelids were gently closed.

Wu Hao and Zhang Liang died.

But the war in this world is far from over.

As the blockade formation in Qingzhou was breached by the Demon Cultivator, a battle that spread to the entire Great Zhou Dragon Dynasty, and even the entire Mortal Realm, began.

In just two days, under the command of the incarnation of the demon, the demon cultivators led hundreds of millions of puppets into Jingzhou.

The Dragon Emperor was furious, and dispatched armies from all over the world, gathering hundreds of millions of dragon troops, to fight against the demon army.

Whether it is Tianjianzong, Fumo Temple, Cihang Temple that lost its sage, Zhenwu Temple that was beaten to pieces, or small sects of the first and second ranks, all of them sent monks from the sect to fight against the demon army.

Jingzhou, Longjing, Maolu Mountain.

The emperor was wearing a coarse robe, standing beside the wooden house, his cheeks were old, as if he had aged several decades, and his body was bent, like a dying old man.

He was leaning on crutches, his old body was trembling, and the strong wind blew, making him tremble even more, as if he would fall down at any moment.

A middle-aged man in a dragon robe stood aside, his rosy face was full of dignity, and his pair of dragon eyes contained profound wisdom.

Dragon Emperor.

"Emperor, how can I break the current predicament? Who can control the devil?" the Dragon Emperor asked.

The emperor looked at the sky with cloudy eyeballs and said nothing.

The Dragon Emperor also looked up at the sky, but saw that the sky was densely covered with dark clouds, and the strong wind blew randomly, scattering the clouds. He couldn't help but wondered: "The clouds are so dense, how can we see the stars? Emperor Master, do you need me to wipe away the dark clouds?"

The emperor sighed softly: "The dark clouds all over the sky are just a sign that the world is about to perish."

The Dragon Emperor's face was very pale: "Is there no way to do it?"

The emperor hesitated for a long time before saying: "Forget it, I'll take this last trip."

Tear!

The emperor took off his robe, revealing his thin body covered with black restraints.

Wisps of magic energy overflowed from the black prohibition.

Seeing this black restriction, the Dragon Emperor couldn't help showing disgust.

The emperor sighed: "In the first battle 5 years ago, although I repelled the incarnation of the demon, I was also sealed by the incarnation of the demon, and the holy body degenerated into a mortal body. Over the long years, I realized the method of stripping the primordial spirit from the holy body, but in this way, the life span is only one month. Within one month, the body of the demon must be removed."

After all, there was a buzz.

A black and white primordial spirit flew out of the emperor's body, which was the emperor's primordial spirit.

He was originally a sage in the body-fit state, and his soul had already merged with his body, which was close to the Tao.But in order to kill the heavenly demon, he had to strip the primordial spirit from his body.In this way, the lifespan is greatly reduced, but it can still maintain a short-term peak strength.

"The emperor's teacher is righteous! I hope the emperor's teacher will go here, and success will come soon!" The Dragon Emperor respectfully saluted.

The emperor's primordial spirit nodded slightly: "I'm going."

call out!
In an instant, the emperor's soul turned into a beam of light, tearing through the dark clouds in the sky, and rushed towards the southwest direction of Longzhao.

At the same time, just when a war broke out outside.

On the border of the Dragon Dynasty, in the distant Weizhou, because it was too far away from Jingzhou, there were only small-scale invasions by demon cultivators, and the war remained relatively stable.

Sun Valley.

Yangyun Valley, where there were many monsters in the past, is now extremely quiet.

In the huge valley, there is not a single monster, only puppets patrolling around.

A pink shadow wandered in the Yangyun Valley, and soon found Chen Xuanxiao in the laboratory.

Chen Xuanxiao was wearing a blood-colored robe and gold-rimmed glasses. He looked refined and gentle, and it would not make people think of him as a crazy evil cultivator at all.

Chen Xuanxiao stood in front of a huge workbench. On the workbench lay a dead body covered with a white cloth. The scene looked very strange.

"This is his relic." Jiang Meier glanced at the kit with nostalgia, and then handed it to Chen Xuanxiao without hesitation.

Chen Xuanxiao took out the black ring-shaped Xuanyin Stone from the kit, and smiled slightly: "The time has come, Sect Master."

After all, under Jiang Meier's expectant gaze, Chen Xuanxiao lifted the white cloth, revealing a body that was 100% identical to Zhang Liang's.

This body maintains a strong vitality, and it was cloned by Chen Xuanxiao with sorcery. The internal organs and muscles were all produced by sorcery. They are completely pure and not contaminated with the slightest devil energy or demon breath.

Moreover, the strength of this physical body has reached the level of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

"Master, wake up!"

Chen Xuanxiao let out a loud shout, pinched the special formula with his hand, and activated the restriction on the Xuanyin Stone.

hum!
The Xuanyin Stone erupted with golden light, and immediately after that, a golden Nascent Soul flew out of it, it was Zhang Liang.

"Ah! Zhang Liang! You're not dead!!!" Jiang Meier screamed excitedly, her pretty face flushed with excitement.

Nascent Soul Zhang Liang smiled slightly: "It's almost as if I'm not dead. I only have one Nascent Soul left now, one of the three souls and seven souls. Fortunately, during the battle that day, the incarnation of the Heavenly Demon did not examine my body carefully, otherwise he would definitely find something abnormal."

Chen Xuanxiao took out a jade box, which actually contained a nine-dragon-pattern golden pill, and he presented it with both hands respectfully: "Master, this is your golden pill."

Jiang Meier was dumbfounded: "You even took out the golden pill out of your body in advance?"

Nascent Soul Zhang Liang smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to lure him, Jin Dan entered into the Nascent Soul, merged with him as the only one, and his spiritual pressure skyrocketed. Then he explained: "Yes, I have already seen that my death is inevitable. If this is the case, I simply have a fake death, but the death must be real enough. Therefore, I replaced the Golden Core in my body in advance, and separated a Nascent Soul, one soul and one soul, as the seeds of resurrection."

Jiang Meier wondered: "But what about luck? Didn't you say that if you don't have luck, you'd be better off dead than alive? Didn't your luck dissipate completely on the day you died? Your luck and beasts seem to be dead."

Nascent Soul Zhang Liang nodded: "That's right, I can't be sure about this, I'll talk about it after I'm resurrected."

After all, under the tense gaze of Chen Xuanxiao and Jiang Meier, Nascent Soul Zhang Liang slowly entered the new body.

hum!
Eyelids opened suddenly, and after a few seconds of confusion, Zhang Liang suddenly sat up.

In the next second, Jiang Meier couldn't wait to rush over, hugged him tightly, kissed him repeatedly, and cried, "Zhang Liang, I'm so scared, I'm afraid you're really dead, woo woo woo..."

The one who was crying was pear blossoms with rain, I felt sorry for her, her beautiful little face was covered with tears.

This time between heaven and man, the resurrection from the dead completely changed Jiang Meier's personality.

She was afraid that she would never see Zhang Liang again, and she was also afraid that Zhang Liang would not know her sincerity.

Zhang Liang smiled slightly, put his big hands around Jiang Mei'er's slender waist and pinched it, causing her to snort softly, her whole body was numb and limp, and she fell limp in his arms, but she was beautiful and terribly shy, her heart was beating wildly.

"Good girl, I'm back."

(End of this chapter)