Why do I seem to have taken the protagonist's script as a villain?

"There's something not right about that thing. Let's split our operations in two directions. You go get the sacred artifact first, and I'll meet you later."

Thinking back to the golden thunder, there was a vaguely familiar aura.

Jun Yu pondered for a moment, turned around and said to Ling Xian'er beside him, then stretched out his hand to grasp the Taoist sword under him, and slowly took a step forward.

The powerful aura of the early stage of transcending the tribulation realm was released without reservation at this moment!

"I...."

"I understand, then you should be careful." Sensing the solemnity in Jun Entropy's tone, Lingxian'er's eyes showed a hint of worry.

She wanted to say something else, but in the end she just nodded lightly.

Although Lingxian'er didn't know what was in the thunder, she could tell that Jun Entropy seemed to be extremely afraid of that thing.

Something that can make the other party show such a look, if she insists on staying in her current state.

Maybe, in the end, it will become a drag on the other party...

Thinking of this, Lingxian'er's face condensed, and without any further hesitation, a piece of golden talisman paper was taken out with a flash of her hand.

Then he turned around and took a step forward, and his figure disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"You walked really fast..." Seeing Lingxian'er leave, Jun Entropy let out a long sigh of relief.

Lifting the Taoist Sword, tapping his toes, his body sank into the sea of ​​clouds like an arrow, and rushed downwards.

The aura revealed in the golden thunder just now made him a little afraid. If a fight broke out, he would not be completely sure that he could protect Lingxian'er Zhouquan.

Faced with this situation, Jun Entropy is really afraid of a bloody plot similar to that in the TV series in his previous life: "I told you to leave but you didn't leave, and in the end you even asked your good friends to send me away together"...

.......

below.

At this time, Mo Ling moved his blood-colored palms and tightly grasped the blue core in the blood-colored palms. His face was pale and very embarrassed.

Even so, he continued to crazily activate the power of forbidden magic to quickly devour the original power on the surface of the core.

"Not even close!" Feeling the crumbling original aura in his palm like a candle, Mo Ling gritted his teeth and gained a little more strength in his hand.

"Crack!" A clear sound came.

There was a hint of joy on his face.

"Success!"

I saw that the originally smooth surface of the blue core was now covered with terrifying cracks, as if it would break at any time!

As long as he absorbs the life source in this core, he can quickly make up for all the previous consumption!

Even...maybe it can go one step further!

But at this moment, his heart trembled.

In his perception, there seemed to be an aura that made his heart palpitate rapidly approaching his position.

"What the hell!"

Sensing the danger of that aura, Mo Ling frowned slightly.Without hesitation, he immediately restrained the Yin Qi in his body, and then pulled out his arm forcefully, trying to stay away from this place.

"Boom!!!"

In a blink of an eye, he had just retreated a hundred meters away when a golden thunder pillar appeared in front of his eyes and suddenly landed on the huge giant body transformed by the soul butterfly!

And the core that had not been completely devoured by him was shattered by the terrifying power of thunder in an instant, turning into countless debris and flying away.

"Pfft!"

"Damn it!" Looking at this scene, a mouthful of blood spurted out of Mo Ling's mouth, and his face instantly turned livid.

The swallowing was forcibly interrupted, and the backlash of Yin Qi in his body made his already weak state even worse.

"What the hell is this..."

Mo Ling looked at the Soul Butterfly corpse in front of him with a cold expression, clenching his fists.

This time he suffered heavy losses.

After paying so much price, not only did he fail to swallow up the core essence of Soul Butterfly, he even caused bigger problems in his body.

In his thoughts, the dead "giant" suddenly slowly raised his head and opened a pair of indifferent golden eyes.

The "Giant" kept looking around, as if he was sizing up something.

Finally, its eyes fell on Mo Ling's figure in front...

"Crack..."

When their eyes collided, Mo Ling's pupils shrank, and then his body couldn't help but tremble.

His throat felt dry for a while, and he couldn't say a complete sentence for a while.

Mo Ling couldn't describe his feelings in detail.

Just looking at each other made him feel so miserable.

What kind of eyes are those?

Cold and emotionless?

The other person looked at me like...

Like looking down at ants, full of arrogance and majesty that despises the common people!

........

"How about running away..."

Under this kind of oppression, the idea of ​​surrendering inexplicably appeared in his mind...

"No..., no! How could I be intimidated by just a look from this ghost..."

"If it's just like this, then what else can I do to change Ningxue's fate!" He cursed himself in his heart, took a deep breath, and suppressed the fear in his heart.

He was already prepared for a fight to the death.

Even under that gaze, it was difficult for me to even stand...

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"boom!"

The giant turned his head and looked away, looking at his huge body, seemingly dissatisfied with his form.

A burst of golden light flashed, and the body was covered by the light. After a few breaths, the huge body gradually disappeared in the light.

Finally, the light dissipated, revealing the figure of a blond man.

The man had cold eyes, his hands behind his back, a slender figure, and was dressed in a gorgeous silver robe.

Her long dazzling golden hair spread over her shoulders and danced in the wind.

Just standing there, he gave people a look at everything, as if the whole world was under his feet.

"So strong..." Feeling the pressure at close range, Mo Ling couldn't help but feel a strong palpitation in his heart.

"You...are the son of destiny in this world?"

The blond man glanced at Mo Ling and asked calmly.

His eyes were like looking at a toy, without any emotion, but with a chilling feeling.

"Senior, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Ling's face was startled, and he suddenly turned his head to look to the left.

But the blond man who was still far away now appeared strangely on his right side, and slowly stretched out a finger and gently lowered it in his direction.

He said with a cold tone: "Variable, then... there is no need to continue to exist..."

For a moment, Mo Ling felt that every inch of flesh and blood on his body began to stiffen and become cold...

"It's so cold..."

"The variable...what is that?" Mo Ling muttered to himself as his consciousness gradually blurred and his eyelids became heavier.

He felt as if something important to him was being slowly stripped out of his body.

The thought I had just now of wanting to fight to the death with the opponent seemed like a joke...

"Open the sky!"

A soft drink suddenly sounded.

In an instant, a bright yellow sword light fell from the sky, and with a sword force like a stormy sea, it struck the blond man's raised right arm with one blow.

"boom!"

The two collided, and an explosion sounded.

Extremely tyrannical pressure surged in the air, rolling in all directions, and the ground within a hundred miles radius continued to tremble violently!

Mo Ling also flew out instantly in the aftermath, and finally hit the ground heavily in the distance.

"Am I not dead yet?", consciousness gradually returned, and Mo Ling opened his eyes with difficulty.

After he saw the situation above clearly, his pupils trembled slightly.

Above the sky, a familiar figure in white was standing there, confronting the dangerous blond man.

"Why...you saved me?" Mo Ling lowered his head and murmured, struggling to stand up from the ground, with a complicated look in his eyes.

He was puzzled.

If it hadn't been for the opponent's sword light, I would have been dead long ago...

But, they are obviously enemies!

"No matter what the reason is for you to take action..." spitting out a mouthful of blood, Mo Ling raised his head and murmured:

"I, Mo Ling, don't even want to owe you any favors. If you fall into my hands one day, I will pay you back!"

"Arlo..."

After gritting his teeth and finishing speaking, he turned around and ran into the mist without looking back.