The villain is whitewashed: I don’t want to be a villain even if I am killed

Even though Lin Bufan knew that this eldest brother had seven or eight personalities, he was still shocked when he saw such a scene.

I don't know which big brother to talk to.

"Finally separated, sharing the same body is really crowded."

Big Brother No. [-] crossed his arms and looked at the other big brothers with distaste.

"I've been thinking about it in my dreams, hurry up and separate from those ordinary people. I didn't expect my dream to come true so quickly."

"Who wants to be with you anymore?"

Big Brother No. [-] rolled his eyes and walked away, becoming interested in the current environment.

"Xiaofan! Don't be sad."

He still looked the most indifferent, but in fact the most enthusiastic elder brother was the most considerate. He reached out to hold Lin Bufan's shoulder and comforted him in turn.

"It seems good to be able to separate in this way, there is nothing to be sad about."

"But!"

Lin Bufan didn't believe that they had no regrets at all, maybe they were just pretending to be relaxed.

"You are all gone, what should you do in the future?"

"No problem! My body is just a skin, and I feel better now!"

It's good that he doesn't have to wipe the ass of other personalities anymore.

Although it is a little regrettable, I failed to ascend to immortality.

But thinking about the endless years after becoming a fairy, he will have to squeeze together with seven or eight guys, and he seems to feel that there is nothing to regret.

Seeing that they didn't seem to care about his body, Lin Bufan didn't know whether to be sad for them or feel sorry for them.

The eight elder brothers lost interest in this place after walking around the battlefield a few times, squatting in a circle to discuss what to do next.

Lin Bufan didn't intend to listen to the corner, but paid attention to the movement outside.

After contracting the pot, even inside, you can sense what's going on outside.

……

Beyond the jar.

The five bosses were already suffering from internal injuries, worried that Feng Xiyue would suddenly appear from some corner and blow them to pieces.

Use your spiritual sense to search and search, and you must destroy him until there is not even a scum left.

"He is highly poisoned, and he was hit with a fatal sword. He will definitely not survive. Most likely, his soul has already left his body at this moment."

The poisonous king Mo Kan was really vicious enough, he didn't even intend to let Feng Xiyue's soul go.

Throwing a magic weapon for absorbing souls into the sky, all the souls within a radius of hundreds of miles all burrowed into the magic weapon.

But after taking it in for a long time, Feng Xiyue's soul has not been taken in yet.

Instead, a young man dressed in red appeared, grabbed the magic weapon and threw it into the jar.

The young man had a handsome face that even a quasi-immortal could not help but be jealous of, his flying long hair, slanted temples, cold eyes, and the red dress dancing wildly in the hurricane, all looked so evil and wild.

That young man was only at the initial stage of Yuanying, but he seemed to be above them in front of these Mahayana bosses.

"My Soul Cauldron, come back."

Poison King Mo Kan was furious, but he didn't attack immediately, but tried to get in touch with the soul treasure with his mind.

But unfortunately, he couldn't perceive where his treasure was at all.

"Where's the Soul Cauldron? Come back?"

The old poison king frowned so much that it could kill a mosquito. With a flick of his finger, countless poisonous needles flew towards Lin Bufan like a goddess scattering flowers.

Even monks of the same level may not be able to avoid this fatal blow, but Lin Bufan was so calm that he never even avoided it.

"Hmph! Ignorant child, court death."

The old poison king thought that Lin Bufan would definitely die, because the poison he released was so poisonous that it could seal the throat with blood.

But in the next moment, the poisonous needle he sent flew back, and the five quasi-immortals hurriedly erected a defensive barrier to barely block it.

If these poisonous needles were directed at themselves, no matter how high their cultivation level was, they would still die.

"who are you?"

Teng Huayu, the patriarch of the Cangwu Sect, asked sharply, "I don't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately, so leave as soon as possible."

But in the next moment, he held his breath, and a mahayana coercion attacked Lin Bufan.

It was clearly the rhythm to put him to death.

Lin Bufan's eyes turned cold, and the Ink God Sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and the bright void seemed to be stained with a layer of pitch black ink.

Make several quasi-immortals blind for a moment.

The coercion of the attack fell on the Excalibur, and then bounced back with a hundred times the force.

Then, the quasi-immortal on the opposite side became sad, and each of them turned into a fountain of blood mist, with gorgeous blood and thick ink-like black overlapping.

Like a rose that blooms in the night.

"Ah! Ah! What kind of treasure are you using?" Several mighty immortals looked in horror at the young man in red who looked like a hell Shura.

They all turned into soft-legged shrimps at this moment, and their internal organs were seriously injured.

All supported by cultivation, barely floating in the void.

The situation is very grim.

He even had a premonition that they would die in the hands of this little Xiami in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

The arrogance he used to have no longer exists, and he actually has a fear of this yellow-mouthed child who is only in his 30s.

"Who are you? Human or demon?"

In their memory, the more powerful people in Yicheng had already been controlled, so where did such a powerful person emerge?

"I'm the one who took your dog's life." Lin Bufan evoked a wicked smile, "Don't you even want to let go of his soul?
I'm going to do that to you too. "

"what!"

Several people turned pale with shock at the same time. For a quasi-immortal, death is not considered death.

They can also find a body to be reborn, or take a ghostly way to cultivate a body.

But this arrogant kid actually wants to destroy their souls, so that's fine.

Several people looked at each other, and began to change positions, intending to attack Lin Bufan from all sides.

First of all, Mo Kan, the poison king, released the poison directly. Perhaps several other people had taken the antidote beforehand, so even if they were shrouded in poisonous smoke, they could still keep their faces unchanged.

But who ever thought that Lin Bufan could also ignore the poisonous smoke, and instead added a little material to the poisonous smoke to make the poisonous smoke more violent.

Then, a tragic thing happened again, several big bosses were poisoned, even the old poisoner Mo Kan, who had been playing drugs all his life, was not spared.

Several bosses turned into a fountain of blood mist again, and the blood sprayed out stained the entire void red.

"He, he must be a demon, it must be, it is impossible for a righteous monk to be so powerful."

The old poison was spitting blood, while roaring unwillingly.

"Wrong, I'm an orthodox monk with upright roots."

Lin Bufan smiled lightly, and stopped playing tricks with them, and started to compete with them for real.

The Ink God Sword shines with a dazzling light, and the sword formations all over the sky are mixed with the artifact's Wia, locking their every direction at 360 degrees without any dead angle.

With a deafening dragon chant, the dragon-shaped sword intent soared from the tip of the Black God Sword.

The energy shock wave shook the entire Yi city.

Seeing such a majestic sword array, the big guys were stunned for a moment, but fortunately they reacted quickly and quickly set up an enchantment to resist.

They would never believe that the kid in front of them really only had the cultivation base of Yuan Ying's initial stage, and even suspected that his cultivation base was not much different from theirs.

"It seems that the only thing you can do is shrink into the barrier." Lin Bufan sneered, and put away the sword formation as if he had no choice.