I'm the villain

Chapter 362 Dragon is a vengeful creature
Bai Qing felt that something like Moxiu was too fake.

They obviously have a way to be resurrected, but if they insist on saying it so heroically, those who don't know it will think how loyal they are to protect the Lord.The true protector, he was obedient and let him go.

Until the third day, Bai Qing didn't find a chance to act alone.

Fortunately, Zheng Beishan's condition is fine, and his life is not in danger for the time being.Seeing that the demon cultivators were gearing up and ready to leave, Bai Qing felt that they were really naive.

Soon it was time to set off, and Moxiu prepared a sedan chair for her to take.Outside is the vast snow-capped mountains and the temperature is very low.Bai Qing simply put on the red dragon horns again, held the wooden sword and boarded the soft sedan chair carried by twelve demon cultivators.

It sounds grand, but only she knows the bumps of the sedan chair.Dangling, like swinging on a swing.

The man in black questioned her wooden sword.

"Why do you carry such a sword with you?" In my impression, only those sword repairs would protect their swords well.Ordinary monks don't particularly care about their swords.

Bai Qing secretly made a mistake and made up a story on the spot that the owner of the sword had a grudge against him, fully exposing his vengeful nature.

"My lord needs to deal with the other party." As one of the leaders of the magic cultivator, the attitude of the man in black towards the 'Demon Dragon' alternated between suspicion and conviction.

Through the black tulle, the figure of the man in black looks a little blurry, just like his flickering intelligence.

"Human, I've died long ago." The joy of revenge and the memory of the deceased are mixed and rubbed together, and the man in black can't tell the difference between joy and anger.

This 'magic dragon' is different from before, and the black-robed man still has some hesitation in his heart.

Obviously, the appearance of this person gave Moxiu a shot in the arm, allowing them, who were afraid of the Nine Que Gate, to advance aggressively towards the Nine Que Gate.Take the Nine Que Gates in one day, solve Daoist Sect in three days, conquer the Dongsheng Dynasty in seven days, and occupy the entire Cangmang Continent in one month.It seems that it is no longer a dream, but has become a possibility.

Bai Qing didn't know where they got the courage from. She sat cross-legged in the sedan chair with the wind blowing from all sides, waiting quietly to reach the Jiuque Gate.

I don't know how Moxiu's battle post was written, and I don't know if Jiuque Gate has received it.

Bai Qing imagined the expression the master would have when he saw the battle post, and suddenly found it interesting.When she met Moxiu in this experience, she understood why her master had such an attitude towards Moxiu.

She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, the sedan chair had already swayed to the foot of the Jiuque Gate.

The morning glow was born, the mountains were surrounded by purple clouds, and the new sunlight split the entire continent into two styles: light and dark.The foot of the mountain where Moxiu is located is dark and humid, and the main peak of Jiuque Gate is facing the sun to dispel the dense mist, illuminating the entire Jiuque little by little.

The demon cultivators were chilling, looking at the Jiuque Gate on the top of the mountain, quietly waiting for the upcoming fierce battle.

The black-robed man waved his hand and asked people to take out the prepared things.Moxiu hurriedly lifted out ten drums that were more than one foot wide.

Human. Leather drumhead, femur as hammer.It has fine textures drawn on it, and it looks luxurious, but when you think about what it is made of, it makes you sick.

"My lord, wait a moment, I'll call the formation when I'm here."

Bai Qing was noncommittal and let Moxiu to toss about.She looked at the Jiuque Gate through the black gauze curtain, and the continuous mountains seemed to be enveloped in the night, which was very different from what she usually saw.

Before Moxiu beat the drum, she saw a sword flying from the main peak, and a monk in plain clothes stood on it.The distance is too far, and the face of the monk cannot be seen, only blue dots can be seen.She already knew who it was.

"A mere demon cultivator, dare to fight against me, Jiu Que." Before the person arrived, the voice came first.The distance was more than ten miles, but the sound was clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone at the foot of the mountain.

"Is this the strongest combat power of the Nine Que Sect?"

The man in black looked at the sword cultivator who was getting closer, and recognized that his foot was just an ordinary spirit sword, and also recognized that the opponent was only a golden core cultivation base.Compared with the 'magic dragon' who can't see the cultivation base, it is nothing worth mentioning.

Bai Qing lifted the black veil, and saw that the man in black robe had pulled off his hood, revealing his face, he really looked skinny.Like the Zhao Xuanyu I saw before, his skinny appearance already has a skeleton like appearance.

The face is densely punctured with lines that she can't understand, and it looks much more advanced than the magic cultivator she met before.

The black-robed man's eyes were extremely black, and there seemed to be black flames burning in his eyes.Something seemed to be burning his soul, and the light in his eyes was the embodiment of that thing.

"The mere Nine Que Gates can only send out golden pills? Beat the drums."

The man in black made a sarcasm, obviously not paying attention to the Golden Core cultivator who came from the sword.

Gee.

Bai Qing lightly tapped the finger on the wooden sword, leaning against the side of the sedan chair, looking at Elder Qianjun who was getting closer and closer.This elder's cultivation base is not as good as the golden elixir, but for the 300-year longevity golden elixir, no disciple of the Nine Que Sect would dare to underestimate him.

The human skin drum was struck, and there were muffled sounds, and the miserable sound hit the depths of the soul under the blessing of the strange lines on the drum surface.The man in black waited quietly for the Jindan who dared to fight alone, and fell directly from mid-air before the sword fell.

"A mere golden core dares to challenge my magic gate, my lord, leave it to me."

The black-robed man with a frenzied tone came out dragging the coiling dragon staff, the black dragon eye beads on the dragon's head turned, and the black air instantly enveloped his body.

Oh.

Bai Qing raised his eyelids, looked at the man in black carefully, and found that the black devilish energy on his body was not much different from the ones he had seen before.He rubbed a round thunderball the size of a thumb in his hand, and threw it obliquely so as not to detonate.

Seeing that the location was okay, he simply rubbed a dozen of them in one breath, and ambushed in places where the black-robed man might pass by.

As soon as Elder Qianjun approached, he found that his head was resting on the edge of the sedan chair, and the black gauze was protruding from his whole head.It was because the red dragon horns on her head were too bright.

Yo, my quasi-disciple, are you going to betray the teacher?

There was such a line of words written on his face.

Bai Qing yawned, still rubbed the ball and threw it out.Elder Qianjun Yujian landed, seeing what she dropped, the corner of his mouth twitched.It's really unlucky for these magicians to meet this little animal.

Du Jie could almost kill him with this thing.

What's wrong with Moxiu, he just treats her as a treasure.

"This is the strong thing you said?" Who can't ridicule, Elder Qianjun has no psychological burden.As for the person who directly hit the soul. The sound of the skin drum, how could he, a snake demon, be afraid of something that people are afraid of.

Rather... Elder Qianjun sent a voice transmission to another person hiding not far away.

"Will the West Water thing affect you?"

"What is this? It can fool the elder brother and my stupid apprentice." Zheng Xishui dug a hole at the foot of the mountain, and lay down in it to wait after receiving the letter of challenge.At this moment, it is only a few feet away from Bai Qing's sedan chair.

He also wondered how the so-called "magic dragon" that Moxiu was talking about was his nephew.

This Long Shu wanted to bully her master and destroy her ancestors, so she hung on the old pine tree in the back mountain and gave her a good beating to relieve her anger.

Zheng Xishui had already figured out what to use to persuade his master to fight. The elder brother didn't have many Fantie swords, and it just so happened that fresh dragon blood could nourish the Fantie swords.Thinking of senior brother, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Isn't there my elder brother outside the elders?"

Elder Qianjun had already started a fight with the black-robed man who volunteered.There is still time to send a sound transmission to Zheng Xishui.

There is a group of demon cultivators in black, except for Bai Qing, who is close to ink and black, are there other people?Zheng Beishan's "I'm a naive" temperament is very conspicuous, if someone is there, you can definitely see it at a glance in the magic cultivator of crooked melons and dates.

"Oops!" Zheng Xishui kicked away the branches and dirt on the pit, and rushed out.

(End of this chapter)