Fantasy: Who said villains must follow the script?

The Demon Emperor's Mausoleum is located in a mountain range.

The entrance of the mausoleum is a bronze door, and the dragons and phoenixes depicted on it are still vivid.

A fat Taoist priest with a bald head was sitting carelessly on top of a large bluestone, chanting some strange things in his mouth, and they all seemed to be related to the demon emperor in the mausoleum.

"In the blink of an eye, thousands of years have passed, old friend."

"Pindao really didn't expect such a day to come to your mausoleum. I hope you don't blame me under the nine springs. I also want to survive."

Many monks from the sect couldn't help laughing when they saw this fat Taoist priest being so awesome.

There are still thousands of years!

A guy who formed a first-level alchemy, dared to call himself a friend of Qinglian Demon Emperor, isn't this a fantasy?

"Hey! I said priest, which sect are you from?"

There was a disciple of the epee school, who was driven by curiosity and wanted to find out the origin of this Taoist priest.

"There is no sect or sect in the poor way, but a casual cultivator, and the Taoist name is Wude Daoist!"

The fat Taoist replied with a smile, showing a bit of cunning in his narrow eyes.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a Taoist priest, and this name doesn't sound very serious!

Wude?

Doesn't stepping on a horse mean immorality?

The disciple of the heavy sword sect even pointed it out directly: "I said, this fellow Taoist without virtue, you are not a fake Taoist priest, are you?"

"This fellow Taoist, how can you defile someone's innocence out of thin air?"

The fat Taoist's face turned red, and his eyes were as wide as copper bells, as if he had really been wronged.

All kinds of "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable" and "crimes and sins" came out of his mouth.

The air was suddenly filled with joy...

suddenly.

There was a commotion at the entrance of the Demon Emperor's Mausoleum, which attracted everyone's attention, so no one cared about the origin of the fat Taoist priest.

"Everyone, it seems that something is about to come out!"

"It should be the fellow daoist who went in before. I don't know if he successfully brought out some treasures. It really makes me envious!"

"The ones who went in seemed to be Hua Qingzong's disciples, and they carried spiritual treasures to restrain all kinds of evil spirits.

There must be something to be gained, but I just don’t know what it is. "

……

Disciples of various sects have fiery eyes when they speak.

Because there were many people who took out treasures from the tomb of the demon emperor, and even fragments of fairy artifacts, the value of which is incalculable.

Finally, someone came out of the mausoleum.

Sure enough, they were two Hua Qingzong disciples, and their identities were confirmed by their clothes.

It's just that when everyone saw the appearance of these two Hua Qingzong disciples, they all gasped.

One of them had half of his head bitten off by something, leaving only half of his face.

And on this half of his face, there was still a terrified look, as if he didn't know his physical condition, and continued to run further away.

The other person was missing an arm, and his waist seemed to have been bitten by something, and his intestines flowed out.

This penetrating scene scared everyone away.

The fat Taoist exclaimed even more: "Oh my god! Wuliang's grandma is a god!"

Immediately, he jumped up from the big bluestone and hid far away, as if afraid of bumping into those two Huaqing Sect disciples.

A look of horror appeared on his oily face.

The two mutilated Hua Qingzong disciples ran slower and slower after running not far away, and finally exhausted their strength and fell to the ground.

It's just that before he died, his eyes were still wide open, and he would not die with peace in his eyes!
"By the way, what about the fellow Taoist who said he envied them just now?"

"Ahem...I'm not envious now."

"These two fellow Taoists of the Huaqing Sect are both at the level of alchemy. I didn't expect the evil spirit in the demon emperor's tomb to be so powerful."

"A dozen people went in, but now two come out. It's really scary..."

……

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but they all dared not approach the entrance of the mausoleum.

I was afraid that something would come out of the Demon Emperor's tomb.

The people of Hua Qingzong brought in the spirit treasures specially designed to restrain evil spirits, and they were all wiped out. How could anyone dare to risk their lives and rashly enter the tomb of the Demon Emperor at this time?
It's just that the bold are supported to death, and the timid are starved to death.

Only half an hour later, someone formed a team to enter the tomb of the demon emperor, and it was a group of people from several sects, and the scale was very large.

Soon, a team of six first-class sects with a total of 30 members was formed.

The fat Taoist priest who was not far away saw this scene, and looked at the dead in his eyes, as if these guys were going to die in the mausoleum.

"Friend Daoist, do you want to go in together?"

The monk who was leading the team saw the fat Taoist priest alone, and wanted to abduct him as well. It would be good to explore the way ahead then.

However, his wishful thinking was doomed to fail.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Pindao is waiting for someone who is destined to go in together, everyone go in first!"

The fat Taoist tried his best to restrain his disgusting gaze, and responded to the man kindly, as if he was really waiting for someone with predestined relationship.

Wait for this large team of more than 30 people to enter.

The fat Taoist just spat out a mouthful of phlegm, turned around without hesitation, and muttered: "His grandma, he still wants grandpa and me to scout the way. It's a beautiful idea!"

Another half hour passed.

This time, no one came out from the mausoleum for a long time.

People from other sects looked at the bronze gate in front of them, and the fear in their eyes became deeper and deeper. No one really dared to enter this time.

Even those who came here on a special trip left here.

After all, no matter how great the opportunity in this mausoleum is, it is not as important as his own life.

……

Just when there were fewer and fewer people near the mausoleum.

Suddenly.

A ten-meter-long flying boat landed domineeringly on the open space between the various sects.

From the flying boat, a handsome and handsome male cultivator came down, which made people feel ashamed.

And the two girls beside him also had the faces of fairies.

"Hiss~ These few seem to be fellow Taoists of the Daotian Sword Sect?"

"Unexpectedly, there is such a temperamental and handsome male cultivator in this world. He is indeed the leader of the three major sects, the Daotian Sword Sect!"

"They came here for the treasures in the Demon Emperor's tomb, right?"

……

As soon as Jiang Feng and others appeared, they attracted everyone's attention.

Because the God of War flying boat he was driving was too big for a monk in the alchemy stage, and even caused some female monks to scream.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Jiang Feng had already put the little unicorn back into the space ring.

At this time, he had put away the flying boat, and strode towards the bronze gate at the entrance of the Demon Emperor's Mausoleum, as if he planned to enter the mausoleum just like that.

The two daughters, Xiao Yurou and Ye Yaoer, followed Jiang Feng's footsteps closely.

Although the monks from other sects wanted to remind Jiang Feng, they didn't dare to step forward just seeing his demeanor like a banished immortal.

However, there are always exceptions.

A chubby figure stood in front of Jiang Feng carelessly.