The villain brother only wants salted fish

At the border, the vast yellow sand covered the sky, covered the sky with clouds and the sun, and the golden sun scorched the atmosphere. The water vapor rising from the sand surface distorted the light, and the things in the distance were crooked and unreal.

This is the border between the two races of humans and demons, and it has always been a barren land. For thousands of years, every grain of yellow sand under the feet has sucked enough blood, and every inch of land has the sword light of fighting.No one is willing to stop in this kind of place, and it is even more impossible to stay prosperous for a long time.However, today, both sides of the transparent barrier are full of dark monks.

In the air on this side of the barrier, a group of monks flew with their swords, and their sleeves were blown by the strong wind. Even under the scorching sun, these monks were still wearing the long-sleeved Taoist robes of their sect, with their hair neatly tied, There is absolutely no room for any impropriety, and they stand in a square formation with the sect as the unit according to the Taoist robes.

Now, they looked at the other side of the barrier, all frowning and looking serious.

Compared with them, the other side of the barrier is much looser.Don't mention the uniform attire. It's difficult for these guys with strange clothes and bare breasts to wear two sleeves properly, let alone their colorful hair and all kinds of weird weapons. Bai Qingyun has sharp eyes , I saw a demon cultivator on the opposite side holding a chicken blanket as a magic weapon.

what is this?Could it be that they are planning to educate these "disobedient" people with chicken feather blankets?

"You're Ye Qinghe?" Standing at the front of the team, Ying Yanglian sneered and said, "It's not right to be the leader of the Asura League, and ran to fight against our monster clan. It seems that the leader has lost his mind after a long time?"

As soon as he said this, Bai Qingyun felt familiar. As expected, before he finished speaking, bursts of laughter came from the vicious demon cultivator. The voice was extremely arrogant, and it was especially harsh in this silent place.

Isn't this the same as the previous meeting of the Tianshan tribe?

So these demon cultivators are Ying Yanglian's own clapping devices, and they laugh out loud when they say a word?

I don't really understand what you Yaozu are thinking.

Bai Qingyun thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the demon cultivator in front of him couldn't use his brain well, and he could desert such a serious part.Fortunately, Ye Qinghe was not him, and he was still very serious and serious, but he didn't respond, just looked at the demon cultivators opposite him with a blank face.

Bai Qingyun suspected that he was deserting, or he just wanted to think about what these people were laughing at like him.

Ye Qinghe's icy eyes are like ice picks, just one glance can chill people to the bone.His eyes flicked over the belly laughing demon cultivators one by one, and the laughter stopped abruptly.Even though it was just a glance, the demon cultivators who were still smiling all lowered their heads, not daring to look at each other.

Seeing this, Ye Qinghe turned his attention to Ying Yanglian.

Looking at each other, Ying Yanglian clearly saw the ridicule and a trace of IQ contempt.

He was quite calm, Ying Yanglian's expression darkened, rubbing the ring on his right hand with his left hand, his expression was uncertain.

That's right, if it was a person who lost his mind so easily, how could he be able to plot against the Yaozu and make them fall so hard.

Ying Yanglian raised his head, but there was a smile on his face.He looked at Ye Qinghe and said softly, "I'm really curious why you suddenly choose to cooperate with Renxiu."

"Through the development of the Shura League in recent years, although our demon clan has not provided any help, we have never targeted it. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the three clans are now our demon clan's advantage. With a figure like President Ye, he should be able to distinguish the position clearly. Which side is more favorable?"

Hearing that Renxiu's complexion is a little ugly, but the fact is that they just can't beat the Yaozu.However, even though it is true, it feels uncomfortable to be said so.

The man in red still had that expression, alienated and indifferent, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

"For me, there is no difference between the human race and the monster race." Just like this mountain and this water, it just exists, that's all. "

Ye Qinghe said slowly: "But I want to hold a ceremony."

Ying Yanglian was taken aback, "What did you say?"

The ceremony should not be the one he thought of, right?

"The two of you have been fighting for too long." Ye Qinghe frowned, with an unhappy expression, "If you don't deal with you, the ceremony will not be possible."

Ying Yanglian's original ferocious face was full of confusion visible to the naked eye, but he didn't react for a while.

what is this?This is the battle between the two races of human monsters, the battle to determine the status and territory of the three races, and the beginning of their demon race's unification of the three realms.How come this person said it was just an obstacle to his inauguration ceremony?

They are monsters!The monster clan in full swing!It's not the weeds and flowers on the roadside.

"Let's do it," Ye Qinghe added when Ying Yanglian doubted his life, "I'm very busy."

Although he looked like Ying Yanglian, he was full of other thoughts: the firewood he got from dismantling the wooden wheelchair was just enough for him to make a lotus root pork rib soup, the fire was still burning in the kitchen, and it was just right time to go back after shooting.

This person turned out to be serious!Sensing the contempt and impatience in Ye Qinghe's words, Ying Yanglian's face was as black as coal. He has been the second in command of the demon clan for too long. Since he chose to follow Ye Bugui to chop off the ancient Xuanfeng, no one dared to Talk to him in that tone.

This tone of contempt and contempt.

Ying Yanglian sneered, no longer trying to hide the murderous look on his body.

The standing monk raised the feather duster in his hand, and in an instant countless brown chicken feathers pierced the barrier, and the transparent barrier instantly shattered into pieces, and the things on both sides of the barrier disappeared completely.The human cultivators and demon cultivators fought together in an instant.

On the yellow sand, there are monks fighting together, and people from both sides are mixed together. Under the yellow sand, it is impossible to tell who is a human cultivator and who is a demon cultivator. Fortunately, the monks have spiritual power.

From time to time, the milky white aura shone on the battlefield. It was the bright light produced by human cultivators urging their magic tools to cast spells. Every time the white light flashed, a demon cultivator fell down on the battlefield.

The long sword with a white halo all over his body frequently tore holes in the demon cultivator's front, and the white aura was like lightning splitting the defense line, sharp and decisive.

However, it was not enough. If the white light was shining or not, then the purple monster aura belonging to the monster clan permeated the entire battlefield, so thick and heavy that it was suffocating.

If the white light is twinkling stars, then the purple mist is the night, no matter how bright the white light is, it can only be shrouded by the night, making people unable to breathe, and after a while, the person at the front can't hold back and retreats to the back .

This result is not unexpected. The blood of Xuanfeng is not a snack candy. It is the first-class spiritual creature in the world. The elite troops of the Yaozu have all tasted it. It is strange that a mere human cultivator can parry it.However, Ying Yanglian looked at the man in red in the air, still looking down.

The two of them did not participate in the fight below, they both chose to stand in the air, looking at Ye Qing's calm and expressionless face, Ying Yanglian realized that he couldn't see this person clearly.

He's obviously just a young man, but he can't see through it.

Shura League, Xuanfeng Zhixue, Ye Qinghe......Ying Yanglian suddenly stopped what he was doing, he took a deep breath, took off the ring in his hand and threw it into the air.

The jade ring shattered into two halves with a snap, and thick purple smoke shot out from it crazily.Even though it was only such a small ring, the purple smoke continued to flow out, and they condensed and gathered in the air to form monsters in cloaks.It was suddenly dark, and some monks raised their heads and froze in place.

At some point, a bunch of cloaked monsters appeared in the air, the number of which was even greater than the sum of the monks of the two races below, densely covering the sky, making one's scalp numb.

Ye Qinghe looked at these monsters exuding monster aura. Compared with the previous cloak monsters, they could not speak, but the ominous aura around them was more obvious, and the momentum was even more frightening. Ye Qinghe raised his hand and shot a white light, and the cloak monster in front of him broke In two halves, but in the next second, they are put together again.

There is no blood pool in this place, so the only one who can provide it with strength is Ying Yanglian, but Ying Yanglian stands in the middle, protected by these monsters to death.

"They won't be tired if they can't kill them all. After a long time, you think that side will fall first." Ying Yanglian said again: "If President Ye changes his mind and returns the things, we Yaozu can forget the past."

Let's forget the past, they still have the Yaozu, but when the time comes, President Ye will be assassinated and plotted against, and that has nothing to do with them.

"Your talent, logically, will take at least 500 years to reach this level."

Facing Ye Qinghe's thoughtless words, Ying Yanglian smiled. Many people have said this over the years, either envious or jealous, but the people who said it were all forgotten by the sword without exception.

His life is divided into half, half is following Ye Bugui to murder Xuanfeng, and the other half is now calling the wind and rain.Their Yaozu should have done this a long time ago, the so-called ancient Xuanfeng is just a joke.

But now that I am strong and the enemy is weak, he has the chance to win, and he is in the mood to chat, "In this world, there are opportunities besides talents. It is not uncommon to have a great opportunity to improve the realm."

While he was talking, half of the cloaked monsters over there flew to the ground. It was only half, but the number was huge. In just a few rounds, Renxiu couldn't stand it, especially after discovering that these cloaked monsters were not afraid of death and could be resurrected infinitely. , Morale plummeted even more.Without faith, no matter how sharp the magic weapon is, it will lose its luster.The originally flickering white light completely disappeared.

"Fate?" As if he didn't see the battle situation below, Ye Qinghe still stood where he was, looking at Ying Yanglian, and said indifferently: "Can killing people and seizing things be considered a chance?"

"The law of the jungle preys on the strong. Since I can snatch it, it proves that I have the qualifications."

"Really?" Ye Qinghe looked at Ying Yanglian with his chin raised, a trace of ridicule flashed in his eyes, "I'm afraid this is not a chance, but your reminder."

The man with black and white hair on the opposite side suddenly covered his abdomen, took half a step back, and spat out blood together with the minced meat.

His body was on fire, and the inside of Danfu was in constant pain. Ying Yanglian subconsciously covered his mouth, but blood still flowed out from his fingers.The evil aura around him first stirred into a ball and rushed straight through his spiritual veins, and then flowed back together. Under the great pain, the evil aura around him became a mess.

how so?When did Ye Qinghe move his hand?

Ying Yanglian was startled and frightened, he lowered his head, not only him, but also the group of monster elites he brought were in the same condition as him, some even fell to the ground and turned into prototypes.

How can it be?what happen?Ying Yanglian raised his head with the last bit of strength, but saw that the man in red opposite him was still expressionless and his eyes were cold. His expression hadn't changed much from the beginning to the end, and his gaze was like looking at a dead object.

Ying Yanglian couldn't help shivering. At this moment, he finally remembered that he had seen this look. Many years ago, when he was an ordinary monster, he followed Yebugui to see the Demon Emperor. The same is true for the eyes of the man in the high position wearing a veil through the veil.

The cold air came all the way from the tailbone to the brain. Ying Yanglian wanted to say something, but he lost his strength. The condensed cloak monsters around him disappeared one by one. He threw his head back and fell directly from the air. .

Everything has a price, there is no such good thing in the world, it's just that the time to pay the price has not yet come.

Ye Qinghe snapped his fingers, and countless iron chains appeared in the air out of thin air.

"kill!"

He sounded the horn to fight back.

The author has something to say: Ying Yanglian is a bit pitiful. To be honest, the villains in other people’s novels are all strategizing to force the protagonist to jump up and down. The villains in my novels start to be deflated every time they appear in two chapters.

In the final analysis, my writing skills and ability are not enough, I hope that one day I can write a terrible villain