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

As the great elder of the Sword Control Sect left, the huge scroll in the sky slowly disappeared as time passed, leaving only many monks still discussing with each other.

"Junior brother, where did you find those genius orders, and when did you secretly distribute them to us?"

Jun Entropy heard a familiar voice coming from the front and turned around to see that it was indeed Senior Sister Tang Xi and Third Senior Sister Xu Qingqiu.

"Sister, that's not important. What's important is, have we got the rewards we deserve?" Jun Entropy did not reply after hearing their inquiries but changed the subject.

While talking, he inadvertently glanced at Lingxian'er, who looked angry in the distance.

The person involved is still here, but he really can't explain how those things came...

"Yeah! We received three full spiritual veins and a lot of cultivation resources!"

As Tang Xi spoke, he took out a log from his storage bag, which was now wrapped with three very pure dragon-shaped auras.

These are the foundations of the spiritual veins. When the time comes, they only need to be integrated with the mountains, and the strengthened spiritual veins will begin to deepen the richness of the spiritual energy in the sect.

At that time, the cultivation efficiency of the Sword Sect disciples will be greatly improved.

"Ah Entropy, I still have the training resources you have been allocated!"

Seeing this, Xu Qingqiu also reached out to open the storage bag and prepared to take out the training resources rewarded to the leader of the Sword Control Sect.

"No need, Third Senior Sister, just use these things with Senior Sister, Second Senior Sister and the others..."

Seeing Xu Qingqiu wanting to use his cultivation resources, Jun Entropy shook his head and raised his hand to refuse.

These things are of no use to him anymore. No matter how generous the rewards of the Prodigy Battle are, they are the resources needed by the Golden Core Stage monks.

Could it be that he was using these things to cut himself off and start practicing again?

Jun Entropy was thinking as he bid farewell to everyone in the Sword Sect and walked towards the vortex at the entrance of the Sword Control Sect.

At the same time, a dark shadow in the corner of the field quietly followed him and left.

It wasn't until night fell that Jun Entropy stopped when he reached a remote bamboo forest. His white robe was gently lifted by the breeze, and the moonlight filtered through the mottled tree gaps, making him look like an immortal under the moon.

"The rat from the netherworld has followed me all the way. Have you followed me enough?"

As Jun Entropy's voice sounded, a strong wind roared past.

After the wind died down, the man in black robe who had been following him for a long time appeared not far in front of him.

"Sure enough, there is no real person with such a great reputation. Jun Zhenzhuan is worthy of being the leader of the Prodigy. How could he discover me?"

As soon as the man in black robe finished speaking, a blue spiritual sword suddenly appeared from behind and passed through his heart!

"Don't worry, I won't let you die for the time being."

As Jun Entropy spoke, the black-robed figure suddenly opened his eyes the next moment, and the hole in his chest that had just been pierced by the spirit sword had disappeared.

"What on earth are you..."

At this time, he looked at the young man in front of him with wide eyes. He had miscalculated. This Jun Zhenzhen was not a golden elixir monk who could be manipulated at will!

"From now on, I will ask you to answer."

"Come on, first tell me why you are following me."

"......"

After a long time, seeing that the man in black robe still had no intention of speaking, another spiritual sword appeared in Jun Entropy's hand.

"I said, I said!"

Looking at the blue spirit sword in Jun Entropy's hand, the black-robed man's face was dripping with cold sweat. He really didn't want to feel that feeling of life slowly passing away and being powerless anymore!

"Young Master Gu Xue has learned a mysterious skill. After his death, he will gather his resentment around the person he hates the most, causing that person to be haunted by evil spirits!"

Ok? ? ?

After hearing what the man in black robe said, Jun Entropy exclaimed in his heart, "What a guy!"

You Gu Xue was killed by Ao Tian, ​​and then you hate me the most?How did this young man from the Blood Mansion develop his brain circuitry?

And what is that thing about being haunted by evil spirits? Can scary creatures make a cameo in a fantasy world these days?

Jun Entropy kept complaining in his heart, but he remained very calm on the surface.

"thanks for your cooperation."

The next moment, the man in black robe's expression changed, and he hurriedly lowered his head to look down, only to see that the blue spiritual sword had pierced his heart at some point!

"you!"

Jun Entropy looked at the fallen man in black robe with an indifferent expression, and the spiritual sword in his hand gradually disappeared.

He returned the favor to those who were kind to him. He would naturally kill such Netherland monks who wanted to kill him but it was of little use, leaving no hidden dangers behind with one sword.

After taking away the black-robed monk's storage bag, he injected another violent spiritual energy to annihilate his body, and then continued to move forward.

The leaves in the bamboo forest were blown by the wind and made a rustling sound. The cold moonlight still shone through it, and it was as peaceful as if nothing had happened just now...

At this time, in a dark hall somewhere in the Blood Mansion, more than a dozen men in black robes lowered their heads, waiting for the man in blood robes sitting above to speak.

"Care for blood to death"

As the blood-robed man's cold voice sounded, the bodies of more than a dozen black-robed men under the main hall trembled slightly at the same time.

Although the voice in the palace could not hear any emotion, they knew that the man sitting above was angry!

After a long time, a short man in black robe came forward and said, trembling.

"Devil Lord, is there an error in the intelligence? Young Master Gu Xue is surrounded by a protector from the early stage of Nascent Soul. Even if the protector is defeated, he will not let the young master die miserably!"

The man in blood robe looked over after hearing the sound, and took out a jade pendant that had been broken into two halves from behind, and the cold voice sounded again

"This is Gu Xue's broken soul jade. Once the soul jade is broken, it means that its owner must be dead."

After saying that, he crushed the jade pendant in his hand and then raised his hand and waved forward, throwing out a drop of extremely bright red blood.

"Ow!"

The thrown drop of blood instantly turned into a bloody tiger in the air and pounced directly down, swallowing the short black-robed man who had just spoken in one mouthful!

When the bloody tiger returned behind him, the man in blood robe continued, "What I hate most is when others question me. So, please don't do it again..."

Upon hearing this, the other men in black robes hurriedly knelt down and did not dare to raise their heads, for fear that they would follow in their footsteps.

Demonic people are moody. Gu Xue became the young master of the Blood Mansion not because of his strength, but simply because his personality is somewhat similar to that of the Demon Lord...

At this time, the place was so silent that only the rising and falling breathing could be heard.

There was a sudden "click", and the crisp cracking sound was particularly clear in the dim hall.

Everyone looked quietly and saw that at some point, the jade pendants hanging all over the wall suddenly broke into pieces.

After the man in blood robe got off the seat, he went straight to the wall and picked up the broken robe on the ground.

"Is this the protector from the early stage of Nascent Soul that you just mentioned? His strength doesn't seem to be that great..."

As he spoke, he threw the two halves of the jade pendant directly in front of the men in black robes.

"Forget it, it's not a pity for a loser to die, but he still has the secrets of the Blood Palace on him. Go and bring his things back personally!"

"Subordinates obey!"

As soon as the blood-robed man finished speaking, a black-robed man responded and quickly walked towards the entrance of the hall, and soon he disappeared into the palace.

At the same time, the expressions on the faces of the dozen or so black-robed men remaining on the ground became ugly under their hoods, and their bodies kept shaking, as if they were afraid of something.

As the door of the hall was closed with a "Peng" sound, the hall suddenly became dark, and nothing could be seen.

"Ah!"

"Devil Lord, spare me!"

The blood moon above the sky dyed the earth red, while miserable screams kept ringing out from the palace below...