Villain: Take care of my wife and junior sister, win the heroine and I will be invincible

As the flame danced, it was like a giant dragon tumbling in the darkness. During its dance, several illusory figures were faintly outlined, as if they were ghosts coming out of another world.

Among these ghosts, there is a figure that is particularly eye-catching. That is the focus of Qin Changge's eyes.

That was Ye Fan, the enemy whose life was ended by his own hands.

However, at this moment, Ye Fan is no longer that living opponent. His consciousness has been completely deprived by the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, and he is drowned in boundless pain.

He has become the slave of Ten Thousand Soul Banners, a soul slave who has lost himself and is only driven by instinct.

The corners of Qin Changge's mouth curved into a mocking arc, and his eyes shone with a cold light.

He waved the Ten Thousand Souls Flag in his hand, and the bound soul slaves were like puppets being manipulated, rushing towards Ding Hongyun with the blazing fire of hell.

Flames and void intertwined to form a thrilling picture.

And those soul slaves are the most bizarre and terrifying existence in this picture.

They no longer looked like they used to, only their ferocious faces and crazy roars remained, as if they wanted to vent all their hatred and anger into the endless flames.

Ding Hongyun looked at the flames and soul slaves coming towards him, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He could feel the terrifying power contained in the flames, as well as the gloomy aura emanating from those soul slaves.

"Ten Thousand Soul Flags? Haha, Qin Changge, I didn't expect you to be an evil cultivator!"

Ding Hongyun laughed loudly, as if he had found a reason to straighten his back in front of Qin Changge.

Qin Changge smiled coldly, looking directly at Ding Hongyun with eyes like daggers.

"So what if it's an evil cultivator, so what if it's not an evil cultivator? How can you define good and evil?

"You rely on the Qitian Hong Luck Gu to continuously absorb the luck of others, causing countless people to suffer misfortune. Are you any more noble than me?"

Ding Hongyun's face darkened, and a hint of shame and anger flashed in his eyes, but he quickly covered it up and said coldly.

"Qin Changge, don't talk nonsense. Everything I do is destined. They are destined to be a stepping stone for my great career and a ladder for me to climb to the top. This is their destiny and has nothing to do with me."

Qin Changge sneered and shook his head: "Ding Hongyun, you are really deceiving yourself. You think you control the fate of others, but in fact you are just a small insect on the wheel of fate. You and I are nothing but human beings in this world. Mayflies, why do you laugh at each other?”

The two looked at each other, and the continuously intertwining formations around them seemed to freeze, as if even the air was filled with an indescribable sense of depression.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Qin Changge's lips, and he said slowly: "Ding Hongyun, there is a difference between you and me. I am above you."

"fart!"

Ding Hongyun launched another attack without mercy. The Spring and Autumn War Halberd in his hand seemed to have gained life, releasing endless killing energy as he swung it rapidly.

Weird red runes flowed on the halberd, exuding powerful power, as if it could tear the void apart, which was terrifying.

Every time he waved the Spring and Autumn War Halberd, he seemed to carry an air of domineering ancient imperial power, making people feel an indescribable sense of oppression.

Obviously, Ding Hongyun's understanding of ancient techniques has reached a new level, and his power is constantly increasing, as if he is about to break through the sky.

Under Ding Hongyun's attack, the surrounding black fireworks seemed to tremble, and there was still a chilling atmosphere.

Ye Zhan fought with it, but in just one breath, it was shattered into fireworks and constantly reshaped.

Every movement of Ding Hongyun is full of power and violence, as if it is a music of killing, which makes people involuntarily frightened.

Qin Changge's eyes flashed, and he keenly captured the moment when Ding Hongyun was entangled with the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.

He moved like a cheetah striking out, his palm suddenly thrust out, like a sharp sword blade, going straight to Ding Hongyun's vitals.

In an instant, the color of the world changed, and a majestic figure condensed in the void.

That figure was clearly King Ming. He was extremely majestic and seemed to control the laws of the entire universe.

His appearance froze the surrounding air, as if even the heaven and earth were trembling under his pressure.

The palm of the Ming Dynasty is so powerful that it shakes the world!

Qin Changsong clenched his palm suddenly, as if the power of the entire universe was condensed in his palm.

A bright golden light burst out from the palm of his hand, like a golden lightning that cut through the sky and headed straight for Ding Hongyun.

Ding Hongyun's expression changed, and he could feel the terrifying power contained in the golden light.

He did not dare to be careless, and swung the Spring and Autumn War Halberd in his hand, and a blood-red beam of light shot out from the flag, colliding hard with Qin Changge's golden light.

The two forces intersected, instantly erupting into an earth-shattering roar.

The power surged like a huge wave, submerging everything around it.

This time, Qin Changge didn't hold back.

He activated the power of the Wuhou Divine Formation and imposed the dual laws of space and time on his palm power.

This makes his palm power even more bizarre and unpredictable, able to tear apart space and distort time.

Compared with Ding Hongyun, it is obvious that Qin Changge is far superior to Ding Hongyun in terms of control of formations.

Ding Hongyun felt unprecedented pressure. He could clearly feel that his time and space seemed to be distorted by Qin Changge's palm power, and he was unable to exert its due power.

The battle between the two became more and more fierce, and every encounter was as shocking as a landslide.

In this fierce battle, Qin Changge gradually gained the upper hand.

He relied on the power of the Wuhou Divine Formation to continuously suppress Ding Hongyun.

Finally, with a thunderous roar, Ding Hongyun was unable to withstand Qin Changge's attack and was blown away by a palm.

Blood spurted out from his mouth, and he was obviously seriously injured.

Ding Hongyun blocked Qin Changge's first and second palms, but Qin Changge's Ming Dynasty palms were continuous, like a rushing river.

If Ding Hongyun can only resist, then sooner or later he will be unable to stop him.

"How can this be?"

Ding Hongyun lowered his head and his eyes fell on the dazzling pool of blood on his chest, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He has encountered many battles over the years. No matter whether it is a strong or powerful enemy, he can always turn danger into danger and gain the upper hand.

Even when facing an opponent whose strength far exceeds his own, he will always find the opponent's flaws at critical moments, or turn defeat into victory with the help of some sudden phenomena.

However, today, he just felt like he was being ridden by bad luck. He was defeated again and again, and had no power to fight back.

"Why? Why am I so vulnerable?"

Ding Hongyun roared in his heart, a trace of madness flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, a flash of lightning flashed through his mind, and his face turned pale as paper in an instant, as if all the blood had been drained out at this moment.

"No, it's Qitian Hongyun Gu!"

He exclaimed in a low voice, with unconcealable panic and despair in his voice.

He hurriedly gathered his consciousness and explored the depths of his body. There, the Qitian Hongyun Gu, which was originally extremely powerful, looked extremely strange at this moment.

On its body, two blood-red characters appeared at some point. The characters were like burning flames and dripping blood, exuding a strong ominous aura.

That is a big "big bad"!

The appearance of these two words seems to indicate that something terrible is about to happen.

His luck, which was once as strong as the sea, has been completely exhausted at this moment, and only this shocking word "fierce" is left to warn him.

A strong fear surged in his heart, as if something was tightly strangling his throat, making it impossible for him to breathe.

He didn't know what kind of misfortune he would face, and he didn't know how to deal with this sudden change.

At this moment, he seemed to be in a dark abyss, surrounded by endless terror and despair.

He could only stand there helplessly, watching his fate be dominated by this blood-red word "big evil".