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

Anyone who dares to touch him, not even the Great Emperor.

...

On Sanjiang Mountain, the highest point of the main peak in the middle.

It is a beast fighting paradise dedicated to the sacrificial ceremonies of the Ten Thousand Monster Kingdom. The whole is in the shape of a round platform, nearly hundreds of miles wide, and thousands of steps are built around it for the residents of the Ten Thousand Monster Kingdom to participate in the grand event.

today.

It is the final contest of the Tianxuan Festival in the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Monsters. It is composed of a total of 48 demon cultivators from different regions and races, only of the same age.

They are the strongest selected among the dozens of rounds of selection in the Tianxuan Festival, and they are synonymous with the young generation of Nanzhao. They gathered today to determine the strongest and enjoy the treatment of the demon emperor's son-in-law.

at this time.

Under the auspices of the officials of the Monster Kingdom, the Tianxuan Festival has come to an end.

The high-ranking officials and nobles of the Wan Yao Kingdom, the blood of the royal family, even the demon emperor's parents and children, as well as the "reward" of the grand event, the Wan Yao princess, have all been present.

We are looking forward to the strongest Tianjiao in Nanmao who is about to stand out.

It's just that the Demon Emperor seemed to have other important matters, so he didn't show up.

But this does not affect the hot atmosphere of this event in the slightest.

48 Tianjiao, whose cultivation level is not weaker than that of a saint, formed a group in the forbidden civil war of the Temple of Beasts. The colorful streamers seemed to be free of money, swaying in the sky, blasting a series of pleasing fragmentation impacts, attracting the cheers of countless audiences better.

"Look, that's the third prince of the Golden Crow clan, inheriting the blood of the Golden Crow, known as the number one pride of the Golden Crow Demon Kingdom for 3000 years, with his ancestral demeanor, a Fire Cloud Sword that seems to be made in heaven, dancing like a fairy, really extraordinary. "

"Emperor Zhun Bai Ze's only son is also outstanding. He has exhaustive calculations and unparalleled formations. After several days of fighting, he is still unscathed. He has the greatest hope of winning."

"No, it's not. I only know how to be forced to retreat but have no enterprising spirit. Only by fighting like the arrogance of the Golden Winged Roc clan, can I fight against the crowd by myself!"

"..."

"..."

Chapter 401 The Chosen Hero, Chaos Wind

The voices of discussion spread endlessly among the seats of the ordinary audience, and even among the seats of those high-ranking officials and nobles. Like a wave, they inevitably rushed to the most core royal seats of the Temple of Heaven.

A middle-aged man wearing a blue shirt embroidered with 36 tiers of blue lotuses, his face full of majesty.

Even though there was a flattering smile on his face, it still made people feel intimidated.

now.

While watching the pleasing battle scene in the Temple of Heaven, the man smiled apologetically and asked the woman wearing a golden crown and a white dress next to her, "Luoer, this matter was decided by your grandfather, and you didn't comment on it for your father." Even if you have thousands of reluctances in your heart, you can only accept it."

"That's the responsibility you have to take on when you sit in this position."

The woman in the white skirt had dull eyes and bit her lip as if she was thinking of something else.

Hearing the words, he bit softly: "Daughter knows..."

The voice is a little hoarse, it shouldn't appear in the mouth of such a beautiful girl, but even if Oriole has a nice voice, it is difficult to scream out the pain in his heart.

Looking at this scene, the middle-aged man couldn't help sighing in his heart, and his face was even more apologetic.

But he, who has been in a high position for a long time, quickly dispelled this uneasiness and became calm and determined.

"As I said before, the biggest concession I can make is to let you choose the one you like."

"Other thoughts, you'd better get rid of them as soon as possible, so as not to upset your grandfather." The middle-aged man said seriously.

And the girl's response was still the same humble sentence: "My daughter knows."

only.

In the depths of his eyes, he still inadvertently stared at a figure running like thunder and lightning in the Temple of Heaven.

"I hope my sister's plan can succeed, otherwise I really have no choice."

...

Soon.

The battle of the top geniuses, which has attracted the attention of all races, has come to an end.

In the Temple of Heaven.

The original 48 talents of various races gradually left the stage due to exhaustion.

finally.

There are only two people left, still holding their own weapons, standing on one side and staring at each other.

One of them.

He is handsome, with a strong figure and a face like a crown jade. He looks like a handsome young man. If it weren't for the lack of edges and corners on his face and softer eyebrows and eyes, he would appear to be a bit more feminine, and it would be even more praiseworthy. .

As for the other person, even though he had been in the middle of a chaotic battle for no less than seven days and nights, he was still wearing a white fluffy cloak, which did not shed any dust.

Being able to face the heroes without chaos is enough to show its strength.

A square and powerful face, mostly showing perseverance, tiger eyes and dragon eyes are piercing, with a daunting look of dominance.

The man in the white cloak was carrying a broadsword that should have been forged from the bones of some kind of powerful creature.

Looking at the enemy in front of him, he showed disdain.

"This fellow Taoist, if you can't hold on any longer, you can raise your hands and surrender. My emperor never bullies the weak, but I will spare your life." The man in the white cloak said coldly, causing countless monster clans to cheer and shout under the Temple of Heaven .

Compared with the demon saint who has a bit of a female face, and his attack methods are also inclined to attack secretly.

This wild monster named Di Shitian is undoubtedly more in line with the image of a strong man in the minds of the Nanmao Monster Clan.

Open and close, when you meet the strong, you will be strong, fearless of all challenges, and defeat all enemies in the world head-on.

Only such young talents can be worthy of their Yaozu princess.

Di Shitian couldn't help smiling when he heard the shocking sound coming from his ears.

Thinking that he was originally a mortal tiger in the mountains and forests, if there was no chance, he could only dominate the mountains and forests for a dozen years at most, and then he would grow old and become the prey of other wild beasts.

But chance is the most inexplicable thing.

When Di Shitian was young, he strayed into a burrow because he was chasing an antelope, and obtained a supreme treasure from the immortal family.

thus.

The famous demon king Di Shitian began to rise.

to today.

His strength has reached the realm of a saint, and there are no less than three thousand castles and mountains under his command, and tens of millions of little demons under his command.

He has become a strong man who has a place in Nanmao.

But these are far from satisfying the greedy Di Shitian, what he wants is far more than these.

As the king of the mountains and forests, Di Shitian was born with the ambition to rule everything in his heart.

He wants to become stronger, control the lives of more creatures, and become the supreme emperor of the world.

at the moment.

It is a shortcut for him to embark on this supreme road.

"If we can successfully obtain the power and resources of the Ten Thousand Monsters Kingdom, who else in the Nanmao Monster Clan can compete with me in this life!" Di Shitian screamed in his heart.

The hand holding the Bone Broadsword couldn't help but tighten a bit.

"Brother Daoist, I've already given the steps to you. If you don't accept them, then don't blame me, Di Mou, for not being serious." Di Shitian smiled maliciously.

next moment.

Beside him, a gust of earth-shattering wind that disturbed the universe suddenly blew up.

Dragons follow the clouds, tigers follow the wind.

Di Shitian, whose body is a fierce tiger, has the strongest means. Nothing is better than this chaotic wind. Let alone an ordinary saint monk, even if a real great saint stands in front of Di Shitian, he still has confidence It can scrape the opponent's flesh and blood into fly ash.

The fierce and violent wind roared endlessly, like a steel knife, killing everything on the Temple of Heaven.

Even the prohibition circle set up by the powerful quasi-emperor monk, the son of the demon emperor Huntian, the majestic crown prince of the kingdom of ten thousand demons, inevitably shook at this moment.

in the stands.

The middle-aged man in the green shirt and imperial uniform couldn't help showing admiration in his eyes when he saw the appalling scene in front of him.

"It's just the realm of a saint. To be able to achieve this level, even if I were in the same realm, it might not be possible."

"This kid is really limitless!"

As the creator of this restraining formation, he is the only one who can most intuitively understand the strength of Di Shitian.

And another person.

It was the slender figure that Di Shitian regarded as a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh.

"How about it, I don't like the smell of this chaotic wind." Di Shitian laughed wildly, his face extremely arrogant.

In his eyes, the Temple of Heaven on the Three Generals Mountain is the most suitable place for him to slaughter.

Although the area is vast, it is also within his attack coverage.

No matter how vigorous the enemy's body skills are, it is absolutely impossible to escape.

He will win this battle!

...

One hour and three quarters passed.

The strong wind in the Sanjiangshan Temple of Heaven is still strong.

Di Shitian sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, holding a big bone knife, and from time to time he made shocking blows.

But his enemies could only flee in embarrassment.

suddenly.

A burst of bloody luster flashed, and a mad dragon grabbed some gaps in Gangfeng and found a weakness in Di Shitian.

Immediately rushed towards it.

The mighty momentum is like a thunderbolt, bursting out with boundless murderous intent, trying to shatter eternity and kill the enemy chieftain.

This blow was astonishing and amazing, and the many monster monks who watched the ultimate battle were amazed.

Even the quasi-emperor prince of the Ten Thousand Monsters Kingdom gasped slightly.

Enough to see its power.

Chapter 402 Ancient Bloodline, Pure Blood Divine Beast, Sudden Change

however.

As the direct target of the blood-colored mad dragon, Di Shitian, facing a critical moment, acted like he was ignorant, staying where he was, as if he was waiting for death to come.

"Why doesn't he hide!" Someone yelled anxiously, hoping to remind himself of his favorite Di Shitian.

Some people covered their eyes, not daring to watch the coming bloody scene.

A similar scene happened at the same time among the many monks watching the battle.

But there were still a few people who noticed something was wrong.

"Di Shitian is different from the ordinary juniors of the big clan, but he really came from a small family. He should have this kind of vigilance."

"If it is so easy to follow the Tao, I am afraid that the achievements of this little tiger demon in this life will be limited to this."

"No, he's taking risks!" Prince Wan Yao suddenly reacted, and subconsciously shouted.

And at the same time.

On the Temple of Heaven.

Di Shitian, who was immersed in his own world, suddenly had a flash in his eyes, his eyes flashed, and there was an insidious smile on his face that didn't match his face at all.

"Hey, I really can't hold back."

"What you're waiting for is the moment you can't help it."