Villain: The Demon Emperor obeys and kills the protagonist

"Ding! The system detects that the host killed the late-stage powerhouse of the Heshen Realm, and the transformation points are being generated."

At this time, Mo Wunian heard a crisp system notification sound, and a satisfied smile appeared on his stiff face.

Sure enough, if he wanted to harvest quickly, he still had to go through killing and devouring, but he didn't know how many points the remaining few experts in the God Realm could give him.

As for whether they could escape, Mo Wunian was not worried at all.

If even these wine bags and food bags can be let go, then why did he summon these powerful men from the heavens.

And in the other direction, Yang Jian's figure was basking in the air above the mountains and land pierced by the white-haired old man.

At this time, his brows were slightly frowned, because in his spiritual perception, the mountain range did not have the figure and breath of the white-haired old man.

"Ran?"

Yang Jian said involuntarily, with a careless astonishment on his face.

"Damn it, after all, it's a hundred secrets and one sparse, so I can't do business this time."

After finishing speaking, Yang Jian sighed deeply, with a look of pity on his face, he turned around and was about to leave.

However, at this moment, the void behind him was quietly rippling, like ripples on the surface of water.

Immediately, a golden sword protruded straight out and penetrated deeply into his chest.

"Ah! This is it!"

Accompanied by a scream of pain, Yang Jian's eyes were full of disbelief and he looked down at the golden sword inserted from behind, protruding from his chest.

And on the golden sword, there is an extremely terrifying murderous intent, which is killing his vitality.

In just a moment, with the stirring of the golden sword, the expression in Yang Jian's eyes completely dimmed, and he lost all breath.

But the golden sword was still not pulled out, allowing Yang Jian's corpse to hang down the valley with it.

Then in the void of the golden sword, the white-haired old man Shi Shiran revealed his figure, looked at Yang Jian who was dead and dao sarcastically, and said coldly.

"Hmph, something that doesn't know how to live or die."

"Let's just take advantage of it and think it's the old man's opponent, but he dares to pursue it boldly. It's not a pity to die."

"Fighting with the old man, you group of remnants of the Demon Realm are still a hundred and eight thousand miles away!"

The white-haired old man did not fall down, but made a distant move towards Yang Jian's corpse that had fallen in mid-air.

The golden sword inserted upside down on it vibrated violently, then pulled out backwards under the pull of the invisible air mechanism, and flew towards the old man's hand.

He didn't expect that things would go so smoothly. This evil remnant of the Demon Realm died unjustly. If you want to blame him, you can blame him for being too big.

They are all existences in the late stage of Heshen Realm, and they don't pay attention to him, which is why he has the opportunity to fight back.

Sure enough, it's a remnant of the Demon Realm, something that can't be put on the table, and gets carried away with a little achievement.

The white-haired old man believed that as long as he brought back the information he knew, it wouldn't take long for these remnants of the Demon Realm to be wiped out!

And he will make important contributions!

Thinking of this, my heart once again felt scorching hot.

However, at this moment, he suddenly discovered that there was a huge pulling force from the most precious golden sword, which made him lose control of the golden sword in an instant.

Afterwards, he looked down with an ugly face, and suddenly saw Yang Jian, who was supposed to be dead, looking at him with a sneer on his face.

Seeing this, the old man's expression suddenly changed. He didn't know why, this was a game set by Yang Jian.

"escape!"

At this moment, only this thought was left in his mind, and he couldn't even care about losing the treasure, so he went into the void to escape in extreme embarrassment.

However, how could Yang Jian let him escape like this?

In the meantime, Yang Jian's eyes flashed with a faint cold light, and towards the void, a long rainbow suddenly popped up and flew towards the direction of the white-haired old man at an astonishingly fast speed.

At this moment, the old man ran even more sullenly, even burning his essence and blood to increase his speed.

At this moment, life and death are at stake, and he can no longer take care of so much.

Even if the burning of blood essence is enough to cause great damage to his cultivation base, or even regress his realm, it is not impossible to fall.

But after that, the rewards for the information he presented must make up for his losses.

If he looks forward and backward again, I am afraid that the remnant of the Demon Realm who is like a god-killer will catch up behind him, then he may be in danger.

After all, he knew very well that the sword he had just pierced into that person's chest and destroyed his vitality.

But even this can't make him have the slightest damage, how can this be dealt with!
However, he didn't know that at the same time, Yang Jian's figure with a bloody hole in his chest suddenly disappeared.

In the void at the side, a mighty and handsome Yang Jian stepped out again.

It is amazingly 72 kinds of magical powers.

But at this moment, the white-haired old man who was running away sullenly felt a sudden palpitation, and then he suddenly found that the space around him was imprisoned for an instant.

Before he could react, his body tensed up, his spiritual power was restricted, and all kinds of methods were completely ineffective.

And his body even fell out of the void, pulled by an invisible force, and flew in the direction of Yang Jian.

At this moment, seeing the panic on the face of the white-haired old man bound by Wuhuada, Yang Jian smiled coldly.

"This treasure of mine is also called a demon-binding lock. Although you are not a demon, it is also easy to use."

"Being blocked by it, it will be useless to let you have all kinds of means."

Hearing Yang Jian's words, the white-haired old man stopped struggling, as if he had lost his temper, and instantly aged for an unknown number of years.

At this time, the stamina of his blood essence burning had also arrived, and the vitality in his body was drained like a torrent. If he didn't recuperate early, he would not be far from death.

Although his level of cultivation is not low, he is already old.

Shouyuan is not much at all, how can it withstand the side effect of burning essence and blood.

Originally, he planned to use the information obtained in his hands to win the chance of death and resurrection, but at this moment, he knew that the time of death was approaching.

"If you kill the old man today, tomorrow there will be more strong men from Yantan Principality to avenge the old man."

"You wait for the remnants of the Demon Realm to be grasshoppers after autumn, and they won't be jumping around for long."

"It's better to come down and accompany the old man on Huangquan Road, hahaha!"

After the old man finished speaking, he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, even though the blood poured out of his mouth and stained his hair and beard, he didn't care.

When Yang Jian saw this, he smiled coldly.

"Noisy."

Immediately, he took a step forward and wiped his opponent's neck with a horizontal hand as a knife.

puff!

In an instant, a large head swirled into the air, and then landed heavily.

The middle-level powerhouses in the late stage of Heshen Realm suddenly fell.

In the distance, after hearing this, Mo Wunian heard the system's crisp notification sound again. This time, the points he gained were much more than the previous one for beheading the middle-aged man, which made him very happy.

"With this harvest, it's not in vain to make a plan."