Fast time travel: The heroine and the female supporting role hold the script of the villain

Chapter 167 I, Rich, Immortal Cultivator! (53)

cough!cough cough!

A hoarse cough sounded from the pile of stones, causing the nearby monks to take a few steps back subconsciously.Presumably, the massive black mist had cast a certain psychological shadow on them, and they were scared out of their wits with just a small movement.

clap la la...

After shaking for a while, the ruins made of rubble finally barely revealed the backlog of people below.

Wang Xiangxian's face was in a state of embarrassment right now, and the blood and mud mixed with the dust made him look like an ugly demon who had just climbed up from hell.Because of the severe injury before, the bones of the face seemed to be slightly deformed, the muscles swelled, and he had long lost the handsomeness and elegance that he should have on weekdays.

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The simple movement of climbing out from under the rock exhausted all the strength of the male cultivator. He originally wanted to stand up and maintain his dignity, but unfortunately he failed. After several struggles, he fell back and leaned on the On a relatively large stone, his chest heaved up and down, and he let out a panting like a broken bellows.

His head was slightly raised, and Haiyao's elegant figure from far and near was reflected in the pupils that had returned to normal color.

Looking at the other party's delicate face and the contempt that flashed in the depths of those beautiful eyes, Wang Xiangxian only felt dizzy and his eyes went dark. The aftereffects of the secret technique of "Demon God Descends" have begun to appear. It seems that his internal organs are being roasted on the heart fire, which is a kind of pain that penetrates deep into the bone marrow.

In a daze, his not-so-long life in the past quickly flashed through his mind, but this time he was surprised to see another possibility.

I don't know if it is the moment when life comes to an end, people will have some unrealistic delusions, and the man sees his own prosperity and rises all the way.As for the so-called Zhao Haiyao, in the picture he saw, he was just an existence not worth mentioning. In his life, he was just an inconspicuous passer-by, not worth his attention at all.

In a trance, intermittent whispers brought back Wang Xiangxian's sanity, and he opened his swollen eyelids slightly with effort, but only saw Haiyao's calm eyes as if looking at a dead person.

Obviously it shouldn't be like this...

There was a 'ho ho' sound in his throat, his hands were trembling and he tried to support himself to stand up, but in the end he failed.

And the aloof Haiyao naturally had a panoramic view of the man's struggles. Without much hesitation, she put her hands together in front of her chest, and her fingers quickly changed into a decision: "Destroy!"

Many things in this world are ruined by talking too much, and at this point, she is too lazy to talk nonsense with the other party.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of intense golden light shot up into the sky instantly, eating up Wang Xiangxian who was half lying on the ground like a punishment from heaven.At this time, the other party was at the mercy of others like a dead fish on the chopping board. He only uttered two indistinct whimpers, then his hands and feet trembled and there was no other movement.

call……

Everyone, including Ma Yuanshan and Lu Zhuxuan, after witnessing the scene in front of them, let out a long breath.

Among the monks present, apart from Xuan Mingzong who had shrunk into a corner, no one should feel sorry for Wang Xiangxian's fate.

However, just when everyone thought that this matter was settled, the golden light that originally shrouded Wang Xiangxian's body dissipated with the wind without warning.

It was as if it was broken instantly by something, and even Haiyao was implicated to a certain extent because the spell was interrupted.

The pale golden halo that originally surrounded her body disappeared after two flashes, and her slender body was crumbling for a moment.

Haiyao barely suppressed the fishy sweetness that surged up from her throat, and she landed on the ground slowly, taking out a purple jade bottle and swallowing the liquid with her head up, while squinting her eyes and still lying on the ground. Figures in the ruins.

Although the secret technique was forced to be interrupted, the already seriously injured male cultivator was already suffering worse. It was already difficult to see the rise and fall of his chest when he breathed.It is very likely that even if he gets timely treatment, it will be extremely difficult to return to his peak state in the future.

Suddenly, a hunched figure flew down from the high platform, and stood lightly beside Wang Xiangxian.

Although the other party was wearing a hood and did not face the monks present, Haiyao still had a flash of understanding in his eyes, and there was an expression on his face as expected.

Passing by Wang Xiangxian that day, she smelled a very familiar and simple atmosphere on him... The reason why the man's injury healed so quickly seems to be self-evident.

In this way, the doubtful point that he could escape from the forbidden place of the sect after being pulled out of his spiritual roots gradually became clearer.

In the silence, the figure turned around slowly, but the face was still hidden in the shadows, making it hard to see clearly.

Among the crowd, Lu Zhuxuan couldn't help but exclaimed: "How could...?!"

Ma Yuanshan clenched the corner of her clothes tightly because of surprise, bit her lower lip with her teeth, and completely sealed the astonishment that almost blurted out in her mouth.

Not to mention the two of them, looking at the expressions of the disciples of the Nine Heavens Sect, I am afraid that they all have a sense of the identity of the visitor.

With the current situation and the silence on the high platform, no one would think that this figure was here to help everyone solve the demon cultivation. As for why the other party came, the answer should be obvious.

Everyone in the Nine Heavens Sect was surprised and ashamed at the moment. Their sect had always represented fairness and justice in the Kyushu Continent, but just today, this image was ruthlessly shattered.

"Elder Hongxi, it really is you." Haiyao took a deep breath, feeling the violent spiritual power in her body began to subside slowly, and then opened her mouth lightly.

The visitor paused when he heard the words, then let out a chuckle, raised his hand and lifted off the hood, revealing a ravine old face: "Little girl, you are still young for wanting to kill someone in front of me!"

"Why? You don't seem to be surprised by my appearance."

Hai Yao raised her eyebrows: "It's probably because Elder Hong Xi is getting old and his mind has become confused. On the day we entered the Haohai Sect, Wang Xiangxian was seriously injured, but he recovered miraculously the next day. Someone with such a wonderful ability to rejuvenate There are not many monks in the entire continent."

"It's just that the elder shouldn't be careless. How can he allow his breath to stay on this guy?"

The corners of her eyes twitched by the sarcasm in her words, but she quickly laughed again: "You want to provoke me? It's a good attempt, but it won't save your life. Now ..."

While speaking, Elder Hong Xi slowly raised his right hand that was like dead bark.Different from the golden spiritual root that he often showed in front of everyone on weekdays, the spiritual power in his palm is wrapped with black air on the outside, which looks exactly the same as what Wang Xiangxian showed just now.

However, before he could launch an attack, Ma Yuanshan, who was not far away, keenly received the signal from Haiyao's hand hanging by her side, and quickly comprehending the meaning, she quickly hid behind In the crowd, they pinched their throats and asked loudly, "You old man, what did you do to other suzerains and elders?"

Immediately, the disciples of other sects also reacted, and opened their mouths one after another to agree: "Yes, where are our elders? Why is there no movement at all on the high platform?"

"I'm afraid this old man is also a demon cultivator, so he must have used some tricks on the elders, right?!"

"Sect Master!" Suddenly a disciple of the Haohai Sect shouted anxiously, and hurriedly sacrificed the flying sword and was about to rush to the high platform.

Seeing this, the rest of the monks rushed out of the crowd in a similar manner, all targeting the high platform that was almost hidden in the clouds.

"Hmph, overreaching!" Faced with this sudden change, Elder Hongxi could only temporarily give up his attack on Haiyao, and turned to look at the monks in mid-air with a pair of cloudy eyes.

His voice was obviously not loud, but it sounded like thunder in everyone's ears.

It's just that the five fingers are slightly gathered together to form a claw-like hand, and several monks who rushed out because of their emotions were fixed there, not to mention the funny posture, no matter how hard they tried to blush, Still the same motionless look.

The gap between the ordinary disciples and the elders of the largest sect in the mainland of Kyushu is not only the creek and the sea, the resistance and struggle of these people, in the eyes of elder Hongxi, it is not an exaggeration to say that the mayflies shake the trees.

"They're fine, they just accidentally fell into the illusion woven by their subconscious mind. Don't worry, I won't just kill them like this. After all... it will be of great use later on." The bad old man Staring at the monks in the air was like staring at a group of ants, and his tone was even more ruthless.

As he said that, as if he had foreseen some wonderful scene, the corners of his drooping mouth raised up strangely.

"Well!"

A sudden painful groan interrupted the boundless silence at the scene, causing Elder Hong Xi to come back to his senses. He turned his head in shock and saw a blood hole the size of a fist appeared in Wang Xiangxian's dantian at some point. A trace of vitality is slowly dissipating from the man's body.

In the end, the man rolled his eyeballs with difficulty, moved his lips desperately at Elder Hongxi, and finally tilted his head and died completely.

The white-bearded old man released his consciousness on Wang Xiangxian's body and turned around. Seeing that the other party's dantian had been smashed to pieces, and the Yuanying was nowhere to be seen, he knew that he was exhausted. Nun.

Under such circumstances, she still played such a small trick under his nose. I really don't know whether to praise her for being brave or call her stupid.

At this moment, Elder Hongxi looked at her as if he was looking at a dead person.

As for Haiyao, she didn't seem to notice it. While playing with the shuttle-like high-level spiritual weapon that had just taken Wang Xiangxian's life, she smiled at the old man: "Even if this kind of pig teammate keeps , It’s not very useful for what you planned, it’s just a little effort, you don’t have to be polite, Elder Hongxi.”

On the contrary, her words aroused Hongxi's slightest interest.

"Oh? Tell me, what is my plan?"

(End of this chapter)