Fantasy: Life Script, Am I A Villain?

"As I am now, is it worthwhile for you to offend Jiang Minghuang?"

Gu Changqing laughed at himself.

His Cultivation Base was abolished by Jiang Minghuang, and he was left branded with the divine power of the Emperor, and his true dragon body was also abolished. What is the half-dragon body with the remaining true blood?

"This king's methods are beyond your imagination."

The Evernight King had the arrogance to look down on everything, and said indifferently: "If you are willing to follow this king, this king can give you a new life."

Gu Changqing was silent.

He used to be the king of Tianjiao, and was rated as a "prefectural level" qualification, second only to the young Supreme.

Naturally, it is impossible to be someone else's follower.

Especially followers of people of the same generation.

but now.

He is useless, if not, the master and master will abandon him.

Whether you can leave the ancient immortal Dao Domain alive is a question!

"What do you need me to do?"

Gu Changqing took a deep breath, clenched his fist slightly, and looked at the fog in a deep voice.

"Be my king's shadow, and help me do things that are not suitable for me.

King Yongye seemed to have known about Gu Changqing's choice, and said with a faint smile, "Including dealing with Jiang Minghuang."

"Why don't you do it yourself?" 29

Gu Changqing didn't understand.

The peerless powerhouse ranked thirty-one can be called Saint Lord, Power.

Are you afraid that you won't be able to deal with Jiang Minghuang?

"This is the shadow of the king left in Miyuetian. The real body of the king is not here. Otherwise, how could he be allowed to blaspheme Goddess Feiyu?"

The voice of the Evernight King finally fluctuated, showing a little coldness.

"As long as you can help me regain my life, I am willing to give everything."

Gu Changqing gritted his teeth fiercely, his eyes were full of hatred, and he made up his mind to follow King Yong Ye.

"Good! Hahahaha!"

The Evernight King looked up and smiled.

Time flies.

Blink is three months.

In the Immortal Cave of the ninety-first blessed land.

Jiang Minghuang Closed Door Training has been in for three months, and he has just transformed his human emperor's divine power into Samsara's divine power, and completely transferred to the fairy scripture.

"These fairy scriptures are really beyond common sense, and they can melt the Dharma Phase that looks like the six realms are actually one, and the divine power far exceeds the divine power of the Emperor.

He carefully comprehended the changes in the Zhuan Xiu Jing, and couldn't help but secretly startled.

Samsara's divine power coincides with Yin & Yang, the way of life and death.

Compared with the domineering Human Emperor's divine power, it is more full of Destruction Five.

Although the three months of practice are all transferred to Cultivation Technique.

But his roots have grown stronger.

It is also the third stage of the Severing Dao realm. At this moment, with the power of Samsara, he can easily crush himself who practiced the power of the emperor three months ago.

This is a qualitative transformation!

"The improvement is still too slow."

Jiang Minghuang let out a long breath, still a little dissatisfied with the promotion of own.

"In five months, there should be five drops of glazed liquid."

Thinking this way, he found that the real dragon token had changed, and he took it out to see that there was a message inside.

"Senior brother Minghuang, you have accumulated five drops of glazed liquid, do I need to send it to you?"

Was there a subpoena that was ignored?

Jiang Minghuang shook his head slightly. Three months ago, he was full of insight on the two simple slates, but he forgot to receive the colored glaze liquid.

He flicked an idea into the token.

soon.

There was a handsome boy who brought him five drops of colored glaze liquid.

"Five drops are not enough for breakthrough."

He was thinking about whether to challenge some people to improve his ranking, or to refine the holy medicine of clover swordgrass obtained from the sword ancestor Minor World.

There was another call from outside.

He looked away.

Through layers of formation lines, one can see a graceful woman standing outside the Immortal Cave.

The woman's expression is cold, like a snow lotus in the Tianshan Mountains, and the clouds and mists around her are faintly condensed with frost, which seems to be the physique of an ice emperor or something.

She wears a veil like Ling Feiyu, but she has a somewhat similar temperament to Ling Feiyu, but there is a slight worry between her brows.

"Is the Son of God Minghuang here?"

The woman called again anxiously.

"Who is this?"

Jiang Minghuang raised his eyebrows slightly, this woman has a deep cultivation base, why did she come to him if she had never seen her before?

He was puzzled, walked out of the Immortal Cave and asked, "Your Excellency?"

"My name is Murong Xue. I am here to disturb Son of God because of Senior Sister Fei Yu and Xiao Shitou."

The woman frowned slightly, before she had time to explain, she quickly said: "Little Shishi was injured."

"Little Stone was injured?"

Jiang Minghuang's complexion changed slightly, his handsome face suddenly became gloomy, his eyes flickered coldly, and he asked in a deep voice, "Where are they?"

"The stars are shining on the third stage."

The woman quickly said: "Fei Yu has already gone, I am worried that she will suffer, so I came to inform you."

"Xingyaotian?"

Jiang Minghuang's eyes were like a torch: "How to go to the stars?"

"Activate the Yuxu Immortal Talisman, and you can go to the stars."

The woman quickly explained.

The voice did not fall.

Jiang Minghuang had already sacrificed the Yuxu Immortal Talisman, thirty Sixth Stage days of phantoms appeared in his mind, and thirty of the Third Stage days were all dark.

Only the day before the Third Stage shone brightly.

It seems as if you can go there with just one thought.

Without any hesitation, he poured divine power into the Yuxu Immortal Talisman, and his figure disappeared in place.

"Wait for me.

The moment Jiang Minghuang left, he vaguely heard the woman's whisper.

But he didn't stop.

For a while, the world spun, time and space changed, and he appeared in a world shrouded in stars.

Obviously.

This is the third stage day———Xingyaotian.

The structure of Xingyaotian is similar to that of Miyuetian, with the same thirty-six caves and seventy-two blessed places.

In the distance, there also seems to be a real dragon monument, which looks like it runs through two heavens.

Jiang Minghuang didn't have the time to observe more, spread his divine sense, and soon sensed a familiar aura.

That was the breath of Ling Feiyu and Xiao Shitou.

Just this moment.

Ling Feiyu is like a volcano that is about to erupt, with a terrifying aura that is contained but not erupted, while the little stone is sluggish, like a candle that can be extinguished at any time.

With a gloomy face, he stepped on the fairy steps and went straight to the direction of the two of them like a dream.

a moment.

Jiang Minghuang came to a wide square.

There were many young people gathered there, as well as the Elder. Ling Feiyu was still so independent from the world, like a female sword fairy, hugging a blood-stained child with cross-browed cold eyes, and a boundless Sword Domain evolved around her.

With soaring killing intent.

"Ling Feiyu, this is a joke between two children, can you, an elder, intervene?"

Opposite Ling Feiyu, there was a young man with a feather crown on his head, his face as sharp as a knife, comforting the children around him, and coldly looked at Ling Feiyu: "Besides, it seems that your children did it first, and my son was just protecting himself."

"Mother, that's not the case. He first brought others to call me 'Little Ye Zong, I was just arguing with him, and he hit me with a weapon."

Xiao Shitou is as angry as a silk, and his delicate face is full of grievances and stubbornness: "I am not a bastard, I am the child of my father and mother.

"Yes, you are father and mother's child."

Ling Feiyu listened to the childish and aggrieved voice of the little guy, his heart felt like a knife was twisted, the skin under the veil trembled slightly, and tears dripped unconsciously from his beautiful eyes.

"You are 'Little Wild Species'!"

"Our father and mother are together. Your father and mother have never been together. You were picked up by them from outside."

The child next to the young man was a little afraid of the gloomy Ling Feiyu, but he still hugged the young man's leg, shrank his head and refuted Xiao Shitou loudly. .