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

Dozens of monsters around looked at Xuan Hong with admiration.

Not everyone can resist the temptation of the Great Emperor's scriptures. If Xuan Hong hadn't reminded them, they would have forgotten about it.

Xiang Cheng laughed wildly and said: "Brother Xuanhong is worthy of the blood of Xuanwu, and his immovable determination makes me admire."

"As Xuan Hong said, we want both the Emperor's Scripture and the opportunity!"

After saying nothing, the group of monsters reached a consensus, and they all sneered sinisterly, as if they had already regarded Zhao Hao as something in their pocket.

Chapter 107 The Unruly Long Li

In the mountains and forests hundreds of miles away from the group of monsters, a nearly fifty-foot-long dragon-headed battleship was hidden under the light and shadow.

Long Li sat on the extravagant dragon chair, playing with a golden orb in his hand, with a anxious expression on his face. "Could it be that rumors have spread? Why hasn't that Zhao Hao appeared yet?"

Behind him, sat two old men whose appearance and temperament were very similar to his.

"I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, Lier, you'd better restrain yourself, and don't let other hills see the clues." An old man in black robe with white beard and hair looks extremely old, and most of his body is about to sink into the ground, but his power is still there. Amazingly powerful.

Even facing the young master of the blood dragon clan, he didn't show the slightest courtesy or respect. Instead, he seemed to teach his juniors a lesson, and Long Li didn't dare to refute what he said.

"What the Seventh Patriarch said is true, Li'er is impatient." Long Li's face was full of awe.

Don't look at this black-robed old man as inconspicuous, he looks like an attendant by his side, but in fact it is the background of their blood dragon clan, and he is the lord of saints.

Another green-robed old man, who was also a saint, was resting with his eyes closed at this moment, hiding the aura of the three of them, waiting for the next big battle.

Although there was an agreement with Zhao Hao before not to use the power of the saint level, but he has been able to dominate Xiao Nantian for so long, and if he doesn't use the dim sum machine, he may have eaten all his bones.

"Those idiots naively thought that they could solve Zhao Hao by themselves, but they didn't know that guy came with a killing star."

The corner of Long Li's mouth kept sneering sinisterly.

today.

The others' target is Zhao Hao, but his target is Mo Tian who is carrying a treasure.

According to the news from Xiaonantian, this son of Motian once had a record of killing a saint.

Although it is only suppressed with the help of the power of the emperor's army, it will be induced to become natural.

But in the post-dark and turbulent era, such a record is scary enough.

So Long Li didn't dare to be careless, and specially invited two seniors of the level of background from the ancestral land of Huanlong Mountain, and at the same time brought the inheritance of the Blood Dragon Clan to check and balance the emperor's soldiers.

"The seventh generation ancestor, the ninth generation ancestor, when the junior named Motian appears later, please don't hold back. It would be best if you can directly suppress and take away the emperor's soldiers." At the last moment, Long Li still did not forget to remind his ancestors.

Long Li, who is a junior, knows best what kind of bloody nature their clan is, but he is afraid that the two ancestors will underestimate the enemy and let go of the treasure that can reverse the luck of the blood dragon clan.

"Don't worry, Li'er, the ancestor is sure." The old man in black robe said with a solemn expression and a serious smile.

And the green robed old man had a nonchalant expression as Long Li expected.

. . .

And this time.

In the clouds outside the sky, there was a sound of piercing through the sky, which broke the discussion of many leaders of the monster race in the Tenglong Forest.

"Brother Motian, it seems that we are late, these monster races have already put up a posture and waited for us."

on the sky.

Zhao Hao's black imperial robe is particularly dazzling, with an imperial golden crown on his head, engraved with a five-clawed black dragon full of charm.

Beside him was Su Xunge who kept looking at him curiously.

The two of them were not accompanied by attendants or guards.

On the one hand, it is because of his confidence in his own strength. On the other hand, a big battle may break out in the future, and there are not many powerful monks that Xiao Nantian can take out. If it is compromised, it will be a loss to Zhao Hao.

This is also one of the reasons why Zhao Hao is eager to recruit Su Xunge.

His country has risen too fast, and the group of people who followed him at the beginning can't keep up with him as the king.

"Brother Zhao, don't worry, they're just trash. I'm only worried that their bloodlines aren't pure enough to open the secret realm." Su Xunge didn't care what Zhao Hao said about not taking the lead.

Now he not only has a body with the strength of a semi-holy weapon, but also has emperor soldiers sitting in the sea of ​​​​qi, and a former great emperor and demon entrenched to protect the way.

It can be said that as long as he doesn't offend a person of Luo Qingxian's level, or offend the Holy Land Dynasty who owns the emperor soldiers, there is no place he can't go to because of the size of the world.

The two slowly descended from the sky, like a fairy king coming to the dust, and soon attracted the attention of Long Li who was hiding in the distance.

"That kid is Motian?" On the Longshou battleship, Long Li's eyes were like lightning, locked on his target, and the bloodthirsty and greed that flickered made people shudder.

"The breath is probably in the fourth or fifth heaven of Wu Zun. It's nothing to worry about. It really is the fat delivered to the door!" Licking his lips, Long Li felt that he could no longer restrain his inner impulse.

"The two ancestors, please do it, the emperor's soldiers are on that kid."

Long Li's sharp voice reminded the two saints.

But they didn't see the slightest movement.

On the contrary, the Seventh Patriarch shook his head and said, "Li Er, you are still too impatient."

"Those who can achieve great things must learn to endure. How can you guarantee that the emperor is in the hands of this kid if you take action at this moment?"

"The fish have to reel in the line before they take the bait. If they catch the grass and scare the snake, it will be a waste of time to fetch water from the bamboo basket."

"Didn't you already induce those little guys to intercept and kill them? When they fight, two people against 24 people, they will definitely use the emperor's soldiers. By then, the ancestors will not be too late."

As Long Li's direct ancestor, the black-robed old man never forgets to teach his juniors all the time.

Similar to his opinion, the green-robed old man nodded in agreement.

On the other side, the other 24 Xiaonantian monster clan leaders also noticed the person coming.

It's just that it's different from Long Li breaking the rules and being taken care of by senior saints. These wild monsters can't wait to rush up to kill Zhao Hao now and get the emperor's scriptures.

The killing intent, which was as real as it was, reached the eyes of Su Xunge and the others almost without concealment.

"It seems that these trash are not prepared for anything." Zhao Hao's majestic smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

In a chaotic area like Xiao Nantian, he can release his malice at will, but the premise is that he has the strength to guarantee that he will not be killed after releasing the malice.

And these vicious monsters in front of them definitely have the qualifications.

"It's quite early, everyone." Zhao Hao stood in the air like an emperor patrolling the territory, looking down at the many monster clans, and the emperor's robes were blown by the strong wind in the air, so elegant and almost immortal.

"You are all here, why don't you see Long Li?"

With a glance, Zhao Hao found that there was one annoying person missing from the group of monsters below here, so he couldn't help asking.

But his condescending aura was unacceptable to Xiang Cheng, a group of arrogant monster heroes.

With a cold snort, Xiang Cheng rose from the ground like a ray of light, galloping across the sky, and came within a hundred feet of Zhao Hao and Su Xunge.

Even the height is higher than the two of them.

"Why do you care about him, without Long Li we people can't explore your secret realm?" Xiang Cheng replied unwillingly to be outdone.

Zhao Hao didn't have much reaction to this.

Just wait quietly.

Each of the following group of monsters has the potential to become the cultivation resources for him to break through the saint, and none of them is missing.

Su Xunge at the side couldn't help laughing at this vulgar monster who was naive.

Simultaneously

As the target to strike, he also began to look at the elephant demon that soared into the sky.

I saw him wearing heavy armor with white scales, wearing bronze boots, wearing a scarlet crown, and holding a pale bone spear.

Coupled with that majestic and bloated face, it looks like a bit of a hero.

"Sure enough, although Xiao Nantian is remote, it is one of the few monster races inhabiting in Zhongzhou, and such alien species must be indispensable."

With a thought in his heart, Xiang Cheng's life script appeared in his field of vision immediately.

【Name: Xiang Cheng】

【Bloodline: Six-toothed White Elephant (Purple)】

【Cultivation: Sixth Layer of Power】

[Fate: Fate star is dim (gray)]

[Number of fate: born with a different species (purple); the power to create a mountain (blue); a little talent (green); bad luck (gray)]

【Luck Value: 102】

[Life Script: The Villain of "The Return of the King"]

[Recent turning point: Today will be bombarded and killed for snatching the secret realm with Zhao Hao, the son of destiny]

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Chapter 108 The air exploded the lungs

"A six-toothed white elephant?"

Su Xunge searched for information about this strange beast in his mind.

It is rumored that this strange beast is a Buddhist holy beast transformed by a Bodhisattva. It is born with six ivory tusks, each with a kind of Buddhist supernatural power.

But the one in front of me is full of evil spirits that can be described as exaggerated. It doesn't show the slightest compassion of Buddhism. On the contrary, it seems to be ferocious as if it wants to choose someone to eat.

"It seems that the natural disposition will still change due to the acquired environment. If this monster grew up in the Buddhist land of Ximo, he might really be able to become a virtuous monk, but in a place like Xiaonantian where monsters are rampant, his achievements are limited to That's it."

Su Xunge laughed from the bottom of his heart. Although this monster looked amazing, it was no longer in his eyes.

It's just a stepping stone for Zhao Hao to break through the saint, nothing to worry about.

I've been thinking about it.

Su Xunge's eyes flickered, and he shifted from Xiang Cheng's body to the more than 20 monsters flying up to the sky.

"Half-Blood Vermillion"

"Bird Armored Turtle"

"Swallowing Sparrow"

"Gold Swallowing Devil"

"Xunfengshen Tiger"

"Emperor Poisonous Snake"

......

The strange beasts with different looks passed by Su Xunge's eyes, and their life scripts were exposed in Su Xunge's mind without any concealment.

Without exception, these monsters with extraordinary talents have a common feature, that is, they will become sacrifices for Zhao Hao Xiaocheng to step into the realm of saints today.

And while he was looking at these monsters.

The more than 20 monsters standing in the distance on both sides of them also began to notice Su Xunge, a new face they had never seen before.

"Brother Zhao Hao, I don't know who this little brother beside you is. I have never seen such a number one person beside you." Xuan Hong's eyes flickered in green armor.

As the intellectual responsibility of the small group, Xuan Hong vaguely felt something was wrong with Su Xunge.

Xuanwu is the most divine beast who knows the destiny, and Xuanhong, who has part of Xuanwu's blood, also has a certain ability to perceive danger, so Xuanhong is so cautious about inquiring about Su Xunge's origin.

As for the other monster races, most of them are below the Fifth Heavenly Layer of Almighty. They rely on their high strength and put all their attention on Zhao Hao, but they don't care about this junior in the realm of Martial Venerable.

"Brother Xuan Hong cares what that junior does. Now that Zhao Hao is here, we should hurry up and explore that secret realm." Yuan Dang was impatient, and seeing Xuan Hong procrastinating, he couldn't help reminding him, as if Zhao Hao The imperial scriptures in his hands are already in his pocket.

"That's right." Xuan Hong shook his head, and put away the distracting thoughts in his heart. Today, their main target is Zhao Hao, and they even brought out the sacred artifacts inherited from their own family for this purpose. It can be said that they are fully prepared to kill Zhao Hao stayed.

A mere Wu Zun, even if he thinks about it, he can't make any waves.

Thinking of this, Xuan Hong couldn't help turning his gaze to Zhao Hao: "Friend Zhao Hao, please, I can't wait for my brothers."

Zhao Hao frowned slightly and said, "What about Long Li, why don't you wait for him?"

Top-level physique and bloodlines are hard to find, and every missing person means that the duration of the Nantianmen Secret Realm will be greatly reduced, which is a loss for him.

Xuan Hong secretly scolded Long Li for not being punctual in his heart, but he had no intention of delaying the time any longer.

He glanced at the 23 eager companions around him, and said confidently: "It's his business if he doesn't come, we have no obligation to wait for him."