Fantasy: Who said villains must follow the script?

Outside the tomb of the Demon Emperor.

The entire mountain range suddenly shook violently!
Even the people outside the mausoleum could clearly hear the sound of the beating heart, and a cyan brilliance rising from the mausoleum and rushing towards the boundless sky.

In this cyan beam of light, there seems to be a green lotus blooming in it.

Miracles of heaven and earth!

The disciples of various sects outside the mausoleum were so shocked that they couldn't speak when they saw the blue beam of light.

After a long time, someone came back to their senses in a daze.

"Fellow Jiang Feng and that fat Taoist who went in not long ago, did they really enter the deepest part of the Demon Emperor's tomb and find the Demon Emperor's heart?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! So many fellow Taoists went in before, but there was no news. How could the two of them enter the deepest part of the Demon Emperor's tomb?"

"Why is it impossible? That Senior Brother Jiang Feng of the Daotian Sword Sect is a peerless arrogance. Didn't you see that everyone has already formed the realm of the Nine Heavens?"

The disciples of various sects were arguing endlessly among themselves as to whether Jiang Feng and the two had entered the deepest part of the Demon Emperor's tomb.

at the same time.

Xiao Yurou and Ye Yao'er, who were waiting outside the mausoleum, also looked nervously at the scene in front of them.

They didn't care about any visions of heaven and earth, they were just worried about Jiang Feng's safety.

"Brother, you must come back alive!"

The two women secretly prayed in their hearts, hoping that Jiang Feng would return safely.

however.

at this time.

In the sky not far away, a dozen strange figures suddenly appeared.

Moreover, these guys not only fly with different spirit treasures, but all of them are covered with veils, so that people can't see their real appearance.

What's even more frightening is that almost all of these guys' cultivations are at the Nascent Soul stage!
"Which sect are they disciples? Isn't it stipulated that only monks in the realm of alchemy can enter?"

"Yeah, and they're covering their faces, which is weird."

……

The hearts of the disciples of many sects are full of doubts.

At this time, they did not realize the danger coming.

But after Xiao Yurou saw that this group of people were all covered with veils, she suddenly felt strange vigilance in her heart. These guys must have come here with bad intentions!
It's not a long distance at all, and under the rush of the Nascent Soul Stage cultivation base.

After a while.

More than a dozen masked voices all landed on the open space in front of the Demon Emperor's tomb.

A disciple of Xianjian Pavilion took the initiative to go forward and wanted to inquire about the origins of these Nascent Soul stage monks. In his opinion, these people must be monks from a certain orthodox sect who violated the regulations.

"Dear friends, may I ask who you are..."

This Xianjian Pavilion disciple hadn't finished speaking when a cold light passed over his neck, and his voice stopped abruptly.

A big head just fell to the ground and even rolled to his companion.

"Bastard! How dare you kill my junior brother!"

The cultivator, who was also a disciple of Xianjian Pavilion, saw his junior brother die tragically, and quickly revealed his magic weapon, a square and square seal.

People from other sects finally sensed something was wrong.

These masked people seem to be monks of the Demon Cult!
At this moment, the demon cultivator who made the move cast a cold look at the disciple of Xianjian Pavilion, and said with a sneer, "So what if you kill him, it's just an ant!"

"Today, none of you want to live!"

The masked man who spoke was actually a disciple of the Blood Fiend Sect.

The dagger in his hand was exuding a bewitching blood-colored light at this moment. It was this dagger that erupted with sword energy just now and beheaded the unsuspecting disciple of Xianjian Pavilion.

"Go!"

The voice just fell, except for the two who stayed at the end.

All the other demon cultivators took action, attacking the righteous monks around them at a speed like wind and clouds.

How could the disciples of the orthodox sect whose cultivation base was only at the ninth level of alchemy be able to stop the demon cultivators whose cultivation bases were all in the Nascent Soul stage?
The Xianjian Pavilion disciple who bore the brunt was killed in an instant.

However, there are always exceptions.

Among the disciples of various sects, the two girls blocked the attack of the Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator.

These two girls were naturally Xiao Yurou and Ye Yaoer. Relying on the blessing of the strange fire and the ninth-level Broken Rainbow Sword, Xiao Yurou fought with a demon cultivator who used a black short blade.

That short black blade is obviously a spirit treasure of high rank!

During the fight between the two, Xiao Yurou was constantly being harassed, and coupled with her Nascent Soul Stage cultivation, Xiao Yurou quickly fell into a passive position.

After all, no matter how talented she is, she has just entered the alchemy stage.

Facing the existence of the Nascent Soul Stage, even with the blessings of the Heavenly Flame and the Ninth-Rank Spiritual Sword, they could barely make a draw.

As for Ye Yao'er, it's roughly the same.

At this time, Ye Yao'er's eyes had already turned into a bloody red color, her pair of red pupils were extremely cold, and the evil spirit wrapped around her body was not even weaker than that of the Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator opposite.

"Two more people, kill these two Daotian Sword Sect guys first!"

Seeing this, the leading disciple of the Blood Fiend Sect gave an order directly.

Immediately, Xiao Yurou and Ye Yao'er's opponents became two demon cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage, and they fell into a bitter fight almost instantly. Fortunately, they all had the elixir given by Jiang Feng.

While fighting, taking pills.

But even so, they can't last long.

……

The screen turns.

In the tomb of the Demon Emperor.

Facing what Qinglian Yaodi said, Jiang Feng was full of doubts.

He calls himself an old friend?

And when did you lose your memory?

The enemy is the Eternal Protoss?
This series of doubts made Jiang Feng's scalp tingle, and he wanted to get an answer immediately.

However, Demon Emperor Qinglian didn't give him time to digest the information, and said directly: "Old friend, your memory will recover on its own sooner or later, and you and I can't explain it clearly."

"My current body is nothing more than a ray of residual consciousness. Only by relying on the heart that I condensed during my lifetime can I have a dialogue with you."

"You just have to remember that our enemy is the Eternal Protoss, that's enough."

"My heart should be useful to you, right? Just take it."

"It's just... I hope that if you have the opportunity, you can help revive my wife—Alian."

Having said that, Demon Emperor Qinglian looked at the woman in the fairy source beside her, her gaze was full of tenderness.

"Okay, I promise you!"

Jiang Feng also didn't know why he made the promise so easily, as if he owed them once and needed compensation in this life.

After receiving Jiang Feng's affirmative reply, Demon Emperor Qinglian showed a relieved smile on his face.

Afterwards, his body turned into petals and dissipated in the mausoleum.

A blue heart floated in Jiang Feng's direction.

The heart of the demon emperor!

Jiang Feng put away the blue heart in front of him without hesitation, and when he was recalling what the demon emperor said, his heart suddenly tightened.

Will something happen?

Thinking of the plot in the game, Jiang Feng didn't dare to delay any longer, and directly took the Xianxiansuo back.

Handing the female corpse puppet who was out of control to Fang Youde, he rushed out in the direction he came from.