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

"Qin Changge, you..."

The voice was trembling, full of fear and despair, as if an invisible giant hand was tightly strangling the throat.

"Are you really going to kill us?"

Everyone's faces turned pale, as if they had seen a ghost. Earlier, they had witnessed with their own eyes the fluttering white-robed Qin Changge, using his extraordinary swordsmanship to kill the notorious Hu Shanjun.

At that moment, he seemed like a savior sent from heaven. With a flash of his sword, he made the beasts retreat and everyone cheered for him.

Some young female monks were even more fascinated by Qin Changge's charm, and secretly fantasized in their hearts that it would be a wonderful thing if they could spend the rest of their lives with such a hero.

However, at this moment they just woke up from a dream.

Qin Changge was not the savior they imagined, nor was he the ideal husband in their hearts.

He is a cold-blooded devil.

There was no pity or sympathy in his eyes, only cold murderous intent.

What he wants to do is not to save them, not even to send them all to hell.

Instead, he wanted them all to enter the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and be tortured for eternity!

Everyone's hearts were filled with fear. They knew that facing such a murderous devil, they had no room for resistance.

escape!

Only escape!

The crisis has condensed into endless darkness, and this is the only thought left in the monks' minds.

Their eyes were filled with fear and despair, like a group of sheep being hunted by wolves, looking around in panic, searching for the slim way to escape.

However, at this moment, Qin Changge seemed to have turned into a ferocious evil ghost, and his face looked particularly hideous under the sunlight.

He opened his palms, and a majestic power surged out, instantly condensing into a huge Wuhou Divine Formation, wrapping everyone tightly in it.

Time seemed to be frozen at this moment, and every second was as cold and long as the water in winter.

The space was also ruthlessly deprived at this moment, and the monks felt as if they were in a huge cage with nowhere to escape.

Only the Ten Thousand Souls Banner was quietly floating in the air, emitting a faint light, as if quietly waiting for their arrival.

And their souls will also become the source of power for Qin Changsong's Ten Thousand Soul Banners.

In this endless darkness, they could only watch helplessly as their souls were devoured bit by bit, but they were unable to make any sound or offer any resistance.

No one will know what inhuman things happened here.

Because everyone who knows will be trapped in the Ten Thousand Soul Banner forever.

A ferocious and strange smile gradually appeared on Qin Changge's face, as if he was intoxicated by the joy of having everything under control.

He slowly raised the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in his hand. The magical weapon, which emitted a faint black light, was like a bottomless black hole, swallowing up everything around it.

With a slight wave of his hand, the souls of the group of monks floated towards the magic weapon like fallen leaves blown by a strong wind and were swallowed up one by one.

The souls of more than forty young geniuses, each of them contains extremely powerful strength and vitality. For the Ten Thousand Souls Banner on Qin Changge's hand, this is undoubtedly an extremely precious tonic.

He could clearly feel that as these souls were devoured, the power emitted by the Ten Thousand Soul Flags in his hands was constantly rising, as if it was gradually awakening and releasing more powerful power.

The souls of these young geniuses are each comparable to the souls of hundreds or even thousands of ordinary people.

If he can swallow more, then his Ten Thousand Soul Banner will definitely be able to break through the current realm and reach the emperor level!

Qin Changge's heart was filled with ecstasy, and he laughed out loud for a moment.

The Wuhou Divine Formation retreated, and less than a second passed in the outside world.

Qin Changge immediately sat cross-legged and recovered his cultivation.

Now only Kong Lingyu and Zhang Mingque are left. They are the direct descendants of the ancestral forces, so their souls are naturally stronger than these so-called geniuses.

The body of Hu Shanjun in front of Qin Changge was emitting thick blood mist. The blood mist was burning like a raging fire, but it also carried a strange and terrifying aura.

Its body has collapsed, which is an irreversible fact.

Qin Changge naturally understood this. He told Kong Lingyu before that worrying about resurrecting Lord Hushan in the coffin was just a ploy to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

Hu Shanjun's blood-red eyes, which once burned like flames, now gradually dimmed, like stars that were about to go out in the night sky.

Deep in the eye sockets, two faint lights were looming, like candles swaying in the wind, twinkling with a strange and ferocious light.

That was Hushanjun's last remaining obsession, condensed into an aura of unwillingness and resentment.

"Boy, are you the one who freed me?"

Hushanjun's residual thoughts were transmitted to Qin Changge intermittently, with a hint of indescribable sadness and ridicule in his voice.

Qin Changge slowly opened his eyes and narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was examining the residual thoughts in front of him.

He didn't answer, just sat there quietly, letting the strange smell fill the air.

Lord Hushan seemed to have noticed the Ten Thousand Souls Flag that had just flashed by, and couldn't help but let out a few wild laughs, his voice full of madness and provocation.

"Interesting, really interesting."

Hushanjun whispered.

"I didn't expect you to be such a villain who is good at playing with souls. I quite admire your methods."

Qin Changge sneered when he heard this.

He did not refute Hushanjun's words, because he knew that in this world of jungle, only strength is the ultimate king.

And Hushanjun is just a remnant that is about to disappear, and his evaluation is not important to him.

The regret of Hushanjun lingered in the air, as if it would dissipate at any time.

However, he didn't have the slightest fear or despair, but instead had a strange kind of excitement and expectation.

"Since you and I are of the same mind,"

Hu Shanjun's voice sounded slowly, with an inexplicable expectation.

"Then, I am full of expectations for the bloody storm you will cause in this world in the future."

He paused and looked at Qin Changge deeply, as if he could penetrate all the secrets in his heart.

"Therefore, I have decided to give you my skull."

"On that skull is engraved the most powerful technique of my life - the Sea of ​​Blood and Mountain of Corpses."

Hushanjun's voice was full of temptation, like a tempting trap, waiting for Qin Changge to step into it.

"Cultivating this technique requires endless mountains of corpses and seas of blood as a price."

"But as long as you can bear the price, the rewards it will give you will be far beyond your imagination."

Qin Changge frowned slightly, an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart.

Sea of ​​Blood and Corpse Mountain Technique? This name sounds full of horror and blood.

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether Hushanjun's act was a sincere gift or a hidden murderous intention.

"By the way, I also know a technique that complements the Blood Sea Corpse Mountain Technique, and its name is the Anyue Ghost Gate Technique. This technique is currently hidden deep in the forbidden area of ​​the wild monster clan. If you can find it, If you get it and take it away, it will be your great opportunity."

"If you can practice these two techniques to a great level, then you will know the location of the legendary ancient magic weapon."

“That magic weapon is the greatest treasure of the demon world, containing endless magic power and majesty.

"Once you master this item, you will become the true king of the demon world, commanding thousands of demons and evil spirits, making them bow their heads and obey your orders."

"Go, boy, you still have a long way to go. My skull will watch you silently and witness how you step onto the throne step by step and become the new master of the demon world!"

Hu Shanjun's breath was getting weaker and weaker, but he revealed an unprecedented fanaticism.