Life script: Destiny's villain, I kill the protagonist

The old saint couldn't help but thump: "Could it be possible that he really has a way to kill me?"

"No, no, I'm not reconciled!" The old sage roared with all his strength, the energy in Qi Hai was constantly circulating, trying to break the suppression of the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Pagoda.

but.

How could Su Xunge let him succeed.

The ghostly smile was like a life-threatening talisman. In Su Xun's singer, the devilish aura gradually faded, replaced by a black dragon full of imperial aura.

"Old fellow, you are not in a bad position to die under the Emperor's forbidden secret technique."

The voice is over,

The black dragon exploded and turned into thousands of lawful little dragons, swarming towards the old saint's body.

In a blink of an eye, it got into his limbs and bones.

The sage rhyme is passing, the sky and the earth suddenly sounded mourning, blood rained pouring down, and black snow fell.

Visions of heaven and earth appeared frequently, as if they were sending the sages to extinction.

"Although it is difficult for me to destroy your body with my current strength, it is not difficult to send you back to the West."

Su Xunge watched this scene indifferently, and there was no pity in the eyes of the old saint.

"No, you can't do this. I am the sage who rules the world. I can overthrow the sun, the moon and the stars. I can't just die like this!"

The old sage wailed mournfully, begging Su Xunge feebly.

He could feel that Susu Xunge's Great Emperor's taboo secret technique just now caused his source of life to fade away, and his soul began to collapse.

This is a sign of the impending return to heaven and earth.

He began to fear, and even did not hesitate to bow down to Su Xunge in order to save his life: "This old man is willing to be a slave for the rest of his life, and I just ask my fellow Taoist to let me live."

In this regard.

Su Xunge felt nothing.

Didn't you just want to snatch my treasure with arrogance?

Aren't you going to accept me as a disciple?

Why did you kneel down and beg for mercy in the blink of an eye?

"Poor, pathetic, ridiculous."

"I will arrange your inheritance for you, go with peace of mind."

The process of the sage transforming into Tao is extremely dazzling.

In the sky, as if a heavenly gate had been opened, the holy radiance attracted the Dao rhyme of the old sage's whole body.

The flesh and blood festered into fly ash, and the bones turned into light rain.

The old saint has fallen.

A saint who was able to overthrow great teachings and pick up stars, and died in the hands of a junior in the innate realm.

It's too unbelievable, too appalling.

Everyone who was suppressed by Feng Tianfu held their breath at this moment, for fear that Su Xunge would stare at them.

The frightened heart beat like a drum.

The flowing blood became cold.

"That was a living saint, why did he just disappear?"

"This devil sky is the devil of the world, and it must not be provoked."

"In this world where the emperors are fighting for the front, Motian must be a mountain that lies in front of all the arrogants."

The process of transforming Tao ended very quickly, and in less than a dozen breaths, there was no trace of the old saint in this world anymore.

Only a touch of sage rhyme circulating between heaven and earth is still telling his past Tao.

"The Great Emperor's secret technique is really terrifying!" Su Xunge shook his head, his inner excitement was beyond words.

"Come back." With a soft call, the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Pagoda fell asleep in the depths of his Qi Sea again.

Everyone present regained their freedom in an instant.

But no one dared to make half a move.

"You guys are playing wooden figurines with me here? No one can breathe?" Su Xunge's sinister laughter broke the embarrassment.

"Little friend... No, no, no, friend Motian Daoist is really powerful, I admire you."

"I didn't expect Fellow Daoist to be the successor of the Great Emperor. I'm so ashamed that I have no eyes."

The many powerful people who reacted were all laughing with each other, not daring to show the slightest hostility.

Some people even couldn't bear the pressure in their hearts, and found outrageous excuses:

"Fellow Daoist also invites Hai Han, my old wife gave birth today, but I've been here for so long, if I don't rush back, I'm afraid that woman will change the father of the child, so it's a pity that I can't discuss Daoism with you. "

"It's the same with me. My spirit beast is in heat today, but I forgot to breed it. It's still too late, so there is no further delay."

Su Xunge rubbed his sore shoulders, and gave them a contemptuous look. The powerful men who were about to run away immediately turned their heads and smirked as if their buttocks had been burned.

"You don't have to be so cautious." Seeing this, Su Xunge couldn't help laughing.

An unattainable and powerful man who is usually in a high position, now has an expression of being bullied, and the gap is quite interesting.

The inheritance of the Black Gold Pagoda with Dragon Patterns and Emperor Tianxia is too great, and it is easy to get burned, so he deliberately used the vest of Motian, so that he can easily arouse hatred for himself.

And these great abilities are definitely his best promotional business cards.

Chapter 41 The Black Spider Silk,

Sighing, Su Xunge fiddled with his facial features and tried to put on a kind expression: "I, Motian, am not a bloodthirsty person. If you have something to do, feel free to go, and I won't stop you."

Say it.

A group of powerful people immediately turned into rabbits chased by dogs, and ran thousands of miles away, fearing that the killing star "Magic Sky" would make trouble for them.

Those low-ranking monks ran away one by one, wishing that they could grow two more legs at this moment.

a time.

The Dayan Holy Land, which was crowded with people, suddenly became cold.

Only Bai Jie still had a dumbfounded expression, as if she was still immersed in her husband's feat just now.

She didn't wake up until Su Xunge approached and shook her fragrant shoulders.

"You... are you really...?" Bai Jie's eyebrows trembled, and the color of fear hardly needed to be concealed.

Half a month ago, the person in front of her was a notoriously ignorant dude.

But now.

But it has become a terrifying existence that even a saint can strangle.

Just when Bai Jie wanted to escape bitterly.

Suddenly, Su Xunge slapped towards the old place with a slap.

It made her want to scream.

"It's not big or small, how many times have I told you that you want to call me Husband." The evil smile made Bai Jie feel at ease instantly.

. . .

The sky is thousands of miles away, the moon and stars are rare, and the clouds are rolling and relaxing.

Above a vast expanse of land, there is a vast and boundless starry sky.

Under the starry sky, a luxurious dragon boat with a length of tens of feet flies across it.

This dragon boat is the vehicle of the old saint Su Xunge who wanted to accept him as a disciple. It is powered by a pure source and can span thousands of miles in an instant.

It can be called the Ferrari of cultivating immortals.

Appearing here at this time is naturally because the inheritance was harvested by Su Xunge.

"As expected of a saint, he just knows how to enjoy it, and even the things that replace him are holy weapons."

Lying peacefully on the knee pillow, Su Xunge enjoyed the beautiful night view.

"Wake up and control the world, lie drunk on the knees of beauties, this is life." With a strange cry, Su Xunge stretched his arms and sat up from Bai Jie's arms.

This trip, his gains can be said to be rich.

First of all, in the Hengduan Mountains, they cut Lin Fan's leeks again.

While harvesting 50 Luck Points, he also harvested the Extreme Emperor Armament—the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Pagoda, and the Tianxia Emperor Sutra.

This is one of the capitals that allowed him to be so arrogant in the Holy Imperial City.

And then next.

It's a bet with Yuan Tianshi Gufeng.

The pure source is 2000 million catties.

There are four big and small medicine kings in total, and three pieces of holy iron spirit material.

A corpse of the Thousand-Eyed Demon Spider Emperor Zhun.

A northern celestial light that can change the foundation of a monk and extend his life.

A seed of Suzaku's immortal medicine, and a piece of phoenix blood red gold the size of a palm.

A piece of fairy tears green and gold the size of a human head.

Of course, the most precious one is the Heavenly Demon Blood Gold that fits very well with the origin of his Heavenly Demon Body.

"With so many treasures, at least it will allow me to cultivate to the realm of a saint with peace of mind without worrying about resources, and the casting of the true weapon of my life can also be put on the agenda."

Think for a moment.

Su Xunge unhurriedly took out the corpse of the Thousand-Eyed Demon Spider.

It wasn't that he was eager to comprehend the Dao Yun of Zhundi, but the shape of the spider reminded him of some interesting things.

"Even the quasi-emperor should still have the nature of a spider, right?" Su Xunge said to himself after swallowing.

The huge spider carcass suddenly appeared on the dragon boat, which surprised Bai Jie: "Husband, what are you going to do?"

You must know that this is the corpse of the Emperor Zhun, and it is pregnant with supreme supernatural powers. It is absolutely impossible for Bai Jie to take a close look at it on weekdays.

So it's normal to be surprised.

Su Xunge's mean smile climbed up his cheeks: "My husband wants to see if I can make you a dress."

Bai Jie's pretty face turned red, and she fled to the side like a frightened bunny.

But Su Xunge firmly held his shoulders again.

Looking at those white, slender and straight legs, Su Xunge moved his index finger.

"A spider with such a devilish energy should produce black silk."

Say it.

Su Xunge's divine power turned into a big hand, and suddenly plunged into the belly of the main demon spider, as if searching for something.

The thousand-faced spider, which had already rotted away the Emperor Zhun's origin, had no power to resist.

in a blink.

A silk sac with a diameter of one meter fell into his hands.

With two fingers together like a sharp sword, Su Xunge gently cut open the shell of the silk sac, which immediately made him ecstatic:

"God treats me well, and the weight is not small, at least it can be made into dozens of sets of clothes." With a strange smile, Su Xunge started to work with Bai Jie's puzzled eyes.

It doesn't take a moment.

A pair of crystal clear, thin as cicada's wings, smooth as condensed snow, delicate and lightweight fabrics fell on Bai Jie's hands.

"Husband, is this the armguard made of Zhundi's spider silk? It's too precious and I can't accept it."

Bai Jie was holding the spider silk cloth blankly, looking at the strange shape, she subconsciously thought that Su Xunge had made her a pair of arm guards.