This is what villains are like

"The Demon Saint is dead, and there is going to be a big earthquake in Dongyuan Province..."

"All the immortal sects in Dongyuan Prefecture have joined forces to prevent Jiang Lan, the saint of Taiyi Sect, from crossing the tribulation. This matter will be liquidated by Taiyi Sect. Now all the ethnic groups in Dongyuan Prefecture are in danger."

"Without the Demon Saint, Dongyuan Prefecture will have to be controlled by the Taiyi Sect. Haven't you seen that many orthodox traditions in Zhongtian Prefecture have been destroyed in the past few days?"

"Yes, even the Yi Jian Sect and the Dao Dao Ancient Sect were disbanded. The thousands of years of ancient immortal sects collapsed overnight. This is the result of being on the wrong team."

"Well, I heard that Taiyi Sect will unite all the immortal sects to establish the Immortal Alliance. Sage Li Ran will be the first alliance leader and preside over the overall situation. I just don't know if it will be good for us casual cultivators."

"Don't think about it. How can we low-level monks take advantage of it? This Immortal Alliance was probably formed to annex Dongyuan State."

Three full days have passed since the shocking melee outside the capital of Daxia ended, but the various aftermaths that followed are still fermenting, and the various sensations caused are still triggering heated discussions and reactions in all areas. .

At this time, in Zhongtian Prefecture, a small town, in a tavern by the window, several casual practitioners were sitting together, drinking and chatting about various major events that had happened recently.

A young man in a white robe was sitting here quietly, with some side dishes placed in front of him to go with wine, while listening to the various discussions coming from around him, his face remained calm.

In front of him, there were several men who were dressed casually and looked like casual cultivators.

"The Demon Saint is actually dead..."

"This is something I never expected. I felt that something was weird at the time and had already warned him, but he refused to listen and insisted on taking action."

"This Taiyi Sect's Li Sheng is more ruthless and ambitious than the original Taiyi Sect's founder, but Jiang Lan is by no means a light-hearted person. He uses his own body as a decoy. This kind of courage is not something that everyone can achieve. "

The young man in white robe took a sip of wine, his face was dull, but there was a hint of helplessness deep in his eyes.

Once the Demon Saint dies, Dongyuan Prefecture will inevitably be in chaos. Now, even without Tai Yimen taking action, Dongyuan Prefecture is already in civil strife.

Zhenwu Kingdom, without the ancient Emperor Zhenwu, was attacked by various forces and suffered heavy losses. Many strongholds and mineral veins were robbed.

In this melee, the other Immortal Sect Holy Lands, such as the Yinxu Holy Land, the Wangyue Ancient Sect, and the Chongming Demon Sect, suffered heavy losses. In the past few days, they have been preparing to deal with the next attack from the Taiyi Sect. Everyone Feeling in danger, many elders and disciples have secretly taken away the sect's secrets and fled.

He had already foreseen the coming situation.

The Taiyi Sect is too sharp, so you can only avoid it, not attack it.

The woman in white who appeared in the battle this time was even more incredible in strength. She was definitely in the realm of a saint.

Her position is irrelevant. Judging from the ambiguous relationship between her and Jiang Lan, if a war breaks out, she will definitely side with Jiang Lan.

In other words, Taiyi Sect already has two saint-level beings in charge.

Such a grand occasion is unprecedented and has never happened before.

Therefore, the Taiyi Sect took advantage of the situation and announced that it would establish an Immortal Alliance to coordinate all the Immortal Sects in Kyushu.

This is the general trend of the world, and no one can stop it. Places such as Xiling Prefecture, Nanhuang Prefecture, Nanmo Prefecture, Beihai Land, etc. can only choose to wait and see what happens, not daring to confront Taiyi Sect.

"Jiang Lan has broken into the eighth realm. Judging from the power of this disaster, it is probably difficult to find an opponent among the saints."

"I have hunted geese all my life, but I never thought that I would be pecked in the eye by a wild goose. Then Ye Ming is probably the scapegoat and scapegoat he pushed out..."

The young man in white robe was Xue Wuchen. His eyes were gloomy, but he could only endure it and did not dare to go to Jiang Lan to settle the score.

He has kept a low profile in the past few days, unlike before when he continued to blatantly send people to intercept and kill the geniuses with special physiques that he needed in Zhongtian State.

There is no saint in the Blood Immortal Sect, and when it was in its heyday, it did not dare to compete with the current Taiyi Sect.

Not to mention that his cultivation level has not been restored, and he is currently only at the seventh level.

This was because he was practicing the Blood Forbidden Code, and had been sending people to intercept and kill various geniuses, absorb their essence and blood, and refine them for his own use.

He simply couldn't figure out how Jiang Lan practiced and how he could be faster than him.

According to Xue Wuchen's own estimation, even if he condenses the Holy Spirit Embryo and wants to break through to the Eighth Realm, it will take at least a year and a half. This will still mean that he will undergo great changes in the world and all kinds of blessings will appear. circumstances that are included in the calculation.

If there is no great change in the world, even if he is given three years, he may not be able to break into the Eighth Realm.

Among ordinary monks, who didn’t rely on hundreds or thousands of years of accumulation to reach the bridge-robbing realm?

Jiang Lan is simply a monster and a freak that cannot be treated by common sense. Even the classics dare not record it like this.

"Even if I don't offend him, I'm afraid he already knows about my existence."

"Back in Dongyuan Prefecture, we shouldn't have let Song Youwei go..." Xue Wuchen looked gloomy, but facing the current situation, he could only sigh in his heart.

Jiang Lan has become a hero, and it is impossible to deal with him just by relying on his own strength.

"Only by uniting vertically and horizontally, and uniting all parties, can we have a chance of survival..." Xue Wuchen fell into thought and began to consider who he could unite with.

At the same time, in the imperial capital of Daxia, in the backyard of the palace, there was a quiet house with high walls, green tiles, and willow trees.

Jiang Lan wore a plain white coat and sat quietly on the bed. In front of him were a tea table, teapot and other tea sets made of sandalwood. The fragrance of tea filled the air and was refreshing.

His lower body was wrapped in a thick silk quilt, and a small stove was lit beside him. The charcoal fire crackled in the middle, emitting warm heat.

Beside him, a quiet aura lingered, accompanied by bursts of pleasant fragrance. Li Mengning sat cross-legged in silence, with silky black hair hanging down to her waist. Her slender and soft hands were closed, covering one of his hands, and would stretch out from time to time. A delicate little hand was warmed by the small stove, and then it was withdrawn, trying to bring the heat to him, over and over again, tirelessly.

Jiang Lan's black hair was held up simply and casually, his clothes were as plain as snow, and his complexion was also very plain, as if there was no color left.

"It's going to snow soon, and it's already winter in a blink of an eye..."

He said softly, listening to the sound of snow falling outside the window.

"Is it cold..." Li Mengning asked quietly from the side.

"I am a powerful person in the eighth realm now, how can I be cold?" Jiang Lan smiled.

"But your hands are very cold." Li Mengning stared at him.

"That's because your hands are too warm..."

With a gentle smile on her lips, Jiang Lan stretched out her other hand and pinched her fair face full of collagen. Li Mengning's head shrank slightly, as if she was afraid of the cold.

"This hand must also be covered..."

Then, she quickly snatched his hand back and covered it in her small and slender palm.

This room is not big, but it is filled with all kinds of delicious fragrances, like a cluster of flowers, and it is so beautiful.