Quick Travel: Please hold on to the villain Black Moonlight script

All the monks and immortal officials who were originally entangled in the illusion woke up one after another.

The first ones to wake up were of course the immortal officials. They had already ascended to heaven and their cultivation was far above those of these monks.

As soon as they woke up, they saw two figures, one red and one white. These two figures were like iconic marks.

The immortal officials present were originally very excited because of Bai Qiaochuan's presence, but the next moment they were completely... depressed.

Among these three realms, the ones who left the deepest impression on them were of course Zhao Xuan and Chu Ge.

Whenever the red and white figures are mentioned, people will immediately think of them.

The fact that Zhao Xuan likes to wear red clothes has spread throughout the three realms, and everyone knows that no matter where he goes, he is always dressed in red.

The presence of these two people greatly shocked these immortal officials.

Especially since Zhao Xuan was standing next to Baiqiaochuan, they were not sure whether Zhao Xuan was also eyeing this divine beast?

In their opinion, Zhao Xuan was flamboyant and never played by the rules.

Maybe there is really an idea of ​​wanting the divine beast that has ascended to become a god to recognize its master.

They are watching and don't want to leave. What if... what if the devil doesn't want them?

Zhao Xuanguang roughly guessed their thoughts from their eager eyes, and raised a cold smile without any warmth on the corner of his lips, "Sure enough, the Celestial Clan is still as annoying as ever."

Even though the Emperor of Heaven has been replaced, the greed in their bones cannot be changed.

Zhao Xuan flicked his sleeves and expelled all the immortal officials out of the barrier.

He set up a barrier to gather all of Zhao Huancheng's aura and also to show them his attitude.

The immortal officials of the Celestial Clan felt the pressure from Zhao Xuan and retreated hundreds of miles involuntarily, almost falling into the sea.

"Master Demon, what is your intention?"

"What do you mean?" Zhao Xuan raised his eyebrows. "The person next to me is from my family. If you dare to touch him, try it."

Forcing his apprentice to self-destruct is not enough, but he also wants to destroy the person Zhao Huancheng swore to protect with his life?

The sensible immortal official quickly showed his weakness and said, "Master Demon God, the Celestial Clan has kept its distance from you for many years. We didn't know it was your mount. We apologize for any offense."

The immortal officials present were self-aware and not stupid enough to try to snatch the divine beast from Zhao Xuan even though they knew they were no match for him.

"Where do you want to go?" Bai Qiaochuan had a jade flute in his hand. Instead of dealing with the blood on his body, he glanced coldly at the immortal officials who were planning to withdraw.

The immortal officials were stunned. In their hearts, Bai Qiaochuan had probably already recognized his master. Then didn’t his meaning mean the same thing as Zhao Xuan’s?

Could it be that the devil doesn't want them to leave and wants to kill them to silence them?

The Immortal Official saw Bai Qiaochuan's murderous intention and blamed it all on Zhao Xuan. "Master Demon God, our Celestial Clan and the Demon Clan are now coexisting peacefully. Isn't it a bit too much for you to be so aggressive?"

The scapegoat, Zhao Xuan, "..." Although it was a misunderstanding, he was too lazy to explain.

Bai Qiaochuan didn't care about what they were thinking, and Zhao Xuan cared even less. He looked calm on the surface, but in fact he couldn't calm down at all.

Zhao Huancheng, whom he treated as his own son, is gone. Regardless of whether they killed him or not, it is not unrelated to them.

"Demon!" The immortal official was completely scared when he saw that Zhao Xuan was indifferent.

At the beginning, they relied on their numbers to bully Bai Qiaochuan and Zhao Huancheng.

Now that the situation has reversed, the mere presence of Zhao Xuan is enough to scare them.

A hint of coldness flashed across Zhao Xuan's eyes. "Do you know who is the man who used illusions to pull you into the dream?"

"Who?" The immortal official didn't cry until he saw the coffin.

"My direct disciple." Zhao Xuan's eyes became colder and colder. "Because of you, he died. Do you think I should pursue this matter?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a wave of pressure came over. Just a wave of pressure was enough to make all the immortal officials present unable to straighten their backs, and some even vomited blood on the spot.

The group of immortal officials were stunned, in disbelief, and then extremely scared. They never expected that the man who had blocked their way before was actually the demon god's direct disciple.

No wonder the other party was so powerful that he pulled them all into the illusion.

Of course, this question was answered, but the others remained unknown.

It's the end of them. They indirectly killed the Demon God's personal disciple. With his protective nature, he would not cut them into pieces, would he?

All the immortal officials present felt a sense of impending danger of disaster. The knife of death always has to be placed on someone's neck before the person involved can feel the pain.

Zhao Xuan has always known that the greater the benefits, the easier it is for people to attack him, and he does not hold any hope for the Celestial Clan, but...

This doesn't mean that he can easily forgive them and he doesn't take action not because Zhao Xuan's temperament has changed, but because he still has Chu Ge.

Chu Ge and he have a Taoist companion contract, which is recognized by heaven and earth. Once he is involved in a large number of causes and effects, these causes and effects will indirectly affect Chu Ge.

Some immortal officials came forward to beg for mercy, "Master Demon, this was an accident. We did not intend to kill your disciple. This... was an accident."

If it weren't for Zhao Xuan's consideration, he would have wanted to say that Zhao Huancheng was seeking his own death and they didn't kill anyone.

Zhao Xuan curled his lips and smiled coldly, "Oh? Then tell me, whose aura of illusion is covering you?"

If they hadn't pressed on...

If it weren't for the fact that I was at my wit's end...

How did Zhao Huancheng come to this point?

For example, would Zhao Xuan, in a fit of rage, attack them directly, just like he did when he disrupted the Celestial Clan and the Divine Clan?

The current Celestial Clan is no longer what it used to be. If they were really killed, the Emperor of Heaven would not be able to seek justice for them.

No, it should be said that he won't take action.

In the Three Realms, there are only a handful of gods who can make Zhao Xuan fight for his life, let alone low-level immortals like them.

The apprentice can cut off the natal swords of all their immortal officials with one blow, let alone the master!

Although they had not participated in the great war between gods and demons that year, they had heard of Zhao Xuan's strength. Such a powerful being could crush them in the blink of an eye.

"I'll do it." The jade flute in Bai Qiaochuan's hand turned into a sword, and the tip of the sword was pointed at the immortal officials and monks who were waking up one after another.

"I will take revenge for this."

He wanted to do it himself.

This sentence was not meant for these immortal officials, but for Zhao Xuan.

Bai Qiaochuan indirectly asked Zhao Xuan's opinion, hoping that Zhao Xuan would not interfere in this matter.

He knew that in terms of position, the other party was Zhao Huancheng's master, who had more reason to retaliate than himself and was qualified to kill these celestial beings and cultivators.

But he still wanted to do it himself, because he could not forget the scene where Zhao Huancheng was forced into a corner, his body covered in blood, and finally died and disappeared.

"I hope you can give me this opportunity."

Zhao Xuan didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.

He saw overwhelming hatred, sorrow, and love that could not be concealed in the boy's eyes.