Life script: Destiny's villain, I kill the protagonist

"There were many opportunities to attack earlier, but they were not safe. I was waiting for such an opportunity."

Their Great Desolate Dynasty, this trip is not only determined to obtain the relics of the Blood Dragon Demon Court, but also has the task of getting rid of Su Xunge, a potential threat.

Ever since entering the depths of Juelong Ridge, the Desolate Sun Sage has been looking for such an opportunity.

However, under the watchful eyes of everyone, there is no possibility of doing anything.

It wasn't until he saw this fog that could block his spiritual consciousness and vision that he realized that his chance had come.

In his mind, there was an inadvertent hint of ruthlessness on the face of the sage Huangyang.

While secretly transmitting voices to stop the army from stagnating, he also contacted the accomplices who had conspired together earlier.

"Everyone, the time has come. Let us execute the future star of Great Xia in this fog."

"If we are held accountable afterwards, we can also put the blame on the dragon descendants in the devil's blood mist and let them be our scapegoats." The desolate yang sage said sadly.

And at the same time.

Among the crowd of monks on the other side, a total of six saints shrank their pupils at the same time.

Their identities speak for themselves.

Although each occupies a high position, it is a holy place, the emperor of the dynasty or the elder of the Supreme.

But at this time, they all wanted to kill a young junior at the same time.

"Huangyang, can this work?" A sage asked secretly through voice transmission: "According to what Yuan Tianshi Gufeng said, it is difficult to distinguish the way forward in the devil's blood fog, and the senses of spiritual sense will be blocked."

"Although we won't be easily discovered if we do it, we also can't find the trace of that kid."

"I'm afraid it's not appropriate to do it in such a dangerous environment."

The sage of Huangyang frowned slightly.

Apparently this question bothered him too.

"Is it possible that such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity should be given up?" He whispered in his heart.

But at this moment, an emperor from the Yuling Dynasty on the other side suddenly excitedly said: "Fellow daoists, don't panic, isn't it just to track down a junior who is in the realm of great power? I have a way."

Everyone cast their gazes at him in unison.

I saw him standing standing among the crowd, with a thin body, a pale face, and a childlike face with white hair, with the appearance of a noble man, but there was still a trace of ruthlessness in his eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Dog Feng, what can you do?" Saint Huangyang hurriedly asked.

The old imperial lord who was previously known as the dog seal was confident, and the corner of his mouth was slightly raised.

Immediately, a determined sound transmission was released: "I have a spirit beast, a sky-seeking dog. Although its cultivation is not strong, and it is not even the realm of an ordinary powerful monk, it is always a rare alien species. As long as you get the enemy's A trace of Qi will be like a hunting dog searching for prey, even if it is thousands of miles away, it can firmly lock on to the target."

The desolate sun sage was overjoyed, and the excitement almost overflowed his calm appearance: "That's really great."

"With the help of Fellow Daoist Dog Feng, this time I will definitely be able to kill that kid in the bud."

In this way, the seven saints secretly formulated a specific strategy to intercept and kill Su Xunge.

With the seven of them as the leader, while Su Xunge is still outside the blood fog.Let the dog seal the sage to use his spirit beast to capture Su Xunge's aura.

Afterwards, they could sit on the sidelines and wait quietly for Su Xunge to come to their door.

On the other side, Su Xunge was still in a state of ignorance about the conspiracy of the sage of Huangyang. Hearing this ancient explanation about the devil's blood mist, he couldn't help showing a weird smile.

"Dragonborn?" Su Xunge gently touched his chin, looking at Longzhi strangely.

You must know that dragon descendants are different from ordinary dragon beasts without wisdom.

That is a title that only monsters who have inherited the pure dragon blood can bear the title.

And this place is known as the place where the relics of the blood dragon demon court are buried, so the identities of these dragon descendants are self-evident.

The same Long Zhi also showed a trace of uneasy sadness.

She can feel it.

The devil's blood mist had a blood calling to her.

Seems like nothing, can't tell clearly, the way is unknown, but there are always inextricably linked.

In the eyes of others, it seemed to be a chaotic mist, but in her eyes, it was just an ordinary mist slightly stained with blood.

Long Zhi frowned.

I can't help but recall the stories I heard from the elders of Huanlong Mountain when I was young.

Legend has it that when the blood dragon demon court was destroyed, it was the most prosperous era for the blood dragon clan.

There are tens of thousands of dragon sons and grandsons, and they even have the momentum to overwhelm the Zhongzhou people at that time

But in the end, because of a natural and man-made disaster, the family died.

Those dragon sons and grandsons also fled to death.

Among them are not only the close branches of their royal blood.

There are also quite a few offshoots that have inherited the dragon's blood but are not pure.

In the end, they Huanlongshan fled to Xiao Nantian's otherworldly land.

After several 10 years of rest and recuperation, he finally recovered a bit of vitality, but compared to its former glory, it fell into the dust.

Some members of the ethnic group once proposed to go out to find the descendants of other ethnic groups, but in the end it was nothing.

Chapter 314 The Seven Saints Come Out Together, Longzhi Warns

And now she seems to have found this hope again: "In this sea of ​​mist, there is an aura that I am familiar with. It is the call of the blood. Maybe... Maybe there was a tribe who stayed in this sea of ​​fog. In the midst of the Jedi, I linger on my last breath."

Long Zhi thought to himself, a strange brilliance appeared in his eyes, and he unconsciously had more expectations for the devil's blood mist.

Su Xunge watched her quietly.

From Long Zhi's strange behavior, he also saw some clues.

"Are there any descendants left in the Blood Dragon Demon Court?" Su Xunge whispered to himself.

Then he patted Long Zhi's shoulder and said softly to her: "If there is a chance, I will help you find it.

Long Zhi was startled suddenly, his pupils trembled for a moment.

Then he looked at Su Xunge with grateful eyes.

After hesitating for a moment, Long Zhi seemed to have strengthened his determination, and nodded vigorously.

Then Su Xunge drove the chariot into the devil's blood mist.

...

And behind them, the seven saints headed by Huang Yang looked at his leaving back with malicious intentions.

"Fellow Daoist, it's time." Saint Huangyang reminded gloomily.

Immediately, Saint Quanfeng patted his waist, and a dexterous little beast the size of a palm appeared in the palm of his hand.

The whole body of this beast is a layer of emerald green fluff. It looks like a miniature civet, but its muzzle is slightly longer. It is obviously not an ordinary beast. The stealthy hunting dog.

"Little thing, it's time for you to show your performance." The Dog Sealed Saint whispered a few words slowly.

The little beast in his hand immediately nodded vigorously, as if he understood what its owner said.

The nose moved slightly, and the breath about Su Xunge soon submerged into the little beast's nostrils.

"Zhizhi" let out a yelp of enjoyment, and the Sky-seeking dog gesticulated in a humane way with a pair of miniature paws.

As if to say that I have caught the target's breath.

The Dog Sealed Saint nodded in satisfaction.

Several people followed Su Ping's footsteps and entered the unfathomable devil's blood mist one after another.

There is chaos in the heaven and earth, it is impossible to distinguish yin and yang, and it is unclear whether it is day or night.

At a loss, everything is a blood red color.

It's like experiencing a massacre, which makes people unconsciously feel chills in their hearts.

At this moment, in this fog of devil's blood, there are monks who mustered up their courage and marched to the depths of Juelong Ridge.

They are either voluntary or forced.

But no matter what the reason is, there is a goal at this moment, and that is to pass through this mortal jeopardy safely and soundly.

suddenly.

Behind the mist, there was a sound of small footsteps, which startled a young monk and screamed like a frightened rabbit.

This kind of scene happened everywhere in the whole devil's blood mist.

Only a few powerful monks who are confident enough in their own strength can calm down in such an environment, and Brother Su Xun is one of them.

Although he couldn't tell the direction clearly, his spiritual consciousness was hindered, and his eyesight was only three feet away, so to speak, like a headless fly.

However, his strength is astonishing, and he also has emperor soldiers to protect him.

Even if there is any danger jumping out, he can deal with it calmly.

It can be said that he is much calmer than everyone present at this time.

But beside him, Long Zhi seemed to be looking for something, his eyes flicked around and kept looking.

Su Xunge felt weird.

But Long Zhi's ray of soul has long been grasped by him, so he can't think of it as a disadvantage to him.

So he didn't take it to heart.

Just think that the big female dragon is distraught after hearing the news of her own clan.

And just when he was a little bored.

Sudden.

Long Zhi, who had been silent since entering the devil's blood mist, walked up behind him and tugged on his sleeve.

"Huh?" Su Xunge was a little confused.

Although Longzhi has always been acting weird, he treats people very well and never takes the initiative to do such rude things to himself.

At this moment, he took the initiative to run over to make physical contact with himself, which was unprecedented.

"What happened?" Su Xunge asked in harmony.

Longzhi seemed to be a little hesitant.

A pair of pretty eyebrows were tightly locked together, and her eyes flickered in confusion.

Su Xunge knew that the big female dragon was probably hesitating.

Immediately he said without much concern: "There are no outsiders here, so if you have anything to say, just say it."

Long Zhi paused, her red lips lightened, and she blurted out in a soft voice: "I'm not sure, but I always feel as if something is following us."

Su Xunge's eyes suddenly narrowed together.

This is not good news.

Long Zhi is a saint, powerful and frightening. Although the spiritual perception is blocked by the devil's blood mist, the intuition of being a strong person will not disappear.

"Could it be a dragon descendant in the devil's blood mist?" Su Xunge couldn't help wondering.

Long Zhi hurriedly waved his hands and said, "It can't be them."

Su Xunge raised his eyebrows: "How do you know?"

Long Zhi sighed: "To tell the truth, master, in fact, my six senses and five senses have not been blocked in this devil's blood mist. On the contrary, my vision is terribly broad, far better than the outside world."

Su Xunge was immediately shocked.

This is not a joke.

It is terrifying to be able to maintain the previous ability in this Jedi.

If Long Zhi was his enemy, it would definitely be a nightmare.

Right now, he is like a blind man, who can only deal with close-knit enemies.

They don't know anything about the crisis that lurks deeper.