The male protagonist turns black in minutes [Transmigration Book]

He Junqian's face was more gloomy and pale than before, he clenched his fists hanging by his side tightly, and said in a trembling voice: "Liang Wensu, you and I have known each other for 300 years, although I hate you to the bone, I don't want to see you with my own eyes Go to hell. You have committed crimes for so many years, and your hands are covered with blood. Now that so many people want your life, you can’t escape. You should simply surrender. Xuan Daozi of Tianyanzong said that he will not want you I will only imprison you in the Arhat Temple and make you repent and atone for your sins, you..."

Hearing this, Liang Wensu interrupted him impatiently, and said, "I've always regarded you as a confidant, so you don't understand me at all. I would rather die than become a prisoner."

He Junqian froze, why didn't he know Liang Wensu's thoughts, he was the most arrogant person, never willing to lower his head, because of his stubborn temper in the past hundred years, He Jungan didn't want to recall how many injuries he had suffered on his body.

Today, the reason why he said that was because of helplessness.

He lurks in the Demon Palace with a sea of ​​blood and deep hatred, watching the enemy's methods from immature to mature, from a young disciple in the foundation period to the current Lord of the Demon Palace, leading the Yanyuan Demon Palace in Cheyu Realm. During this period, he embraced With the purpose of gaining the trust of the enemy, he deliberately approached him.

But people are not grass and trees, after all, they have been together for more than three hundred years. It can be said that Liang Wensu is the person who has been with him for the longest time in He Junqian's life. He Jungan's heart has long been confused and shaken.

Seeing that his eyes were dull, Liang Wensu walked past him and walked out of the cave. He Junqian stood where he was, with no intention of obstructing him at all.

Liang Wensu stood outside the cave, glanced around, and said with a sneer: "Since everyone is here, why bother to hide like that rat, you are a respectable and decent person? Hmph, a bunch of hypocrites!"

After his words fell to the ground, a group of monks wearing Taoist robes appeared around him instantly. Among these people, a young and fiery voice replied: "Shit! If it weren't for the insistence of He Daoyou and Xuan Daozi, do you think you can still do it?" Standing here babbling, I would say that this old boy is ungrateful, if you want me to say that he should be finished with one knife, it will be over!"

Liang Wensu set his eyes on him. This was a young man about eighteen or nineteen years old. He was still young, so a newborn calf was not afraid of tigers. Liang Wensu's eyes became dark and bloodthirsty when he looked at him.

And at this moment, the middle-aged man next to the young man immediately scolded the young man, and said, "Qiheng, stop messing around, you don't have a place to talk here, get out of here!"

The man called 'Qi Heng' twisted his body reluctantly, and gave Liang Wensu a last look before being pulled down by the girl beside him.

Liang Wensu watched the farce with cold eyes, and also estimated the number of people here in his heart. At a glance, there were about a dozen people. Although the number was not many, the leader was Xuan Daozi, the number one monk in the Cheyu world. A monk in the late Yuanying period, with a high level of cultivation, has retreated and ignored world affairs these years, but no one dares to underestimate him.

And behind him were two middle-aged men, both of Yuanying's cultivation level, and the man on the left was the man who stopped the boy just now. He was Chen Yuanyi, the great elder of the Chen family of the Tianyan Sect.

The one on the right seems to have a gentler and kinder temperament. This person is the current head of Tianyan Sect. Although his cultivation base is slightly weaker, his appeal and influence in the Cheyu world is unparalleled.

When Liang Wensu saw these people, he felt a little funny in his heart. He even showed a smile on his face. He was a dying person who was seriously injured, and there were so many big shots who wanted to take his life. Consummation in another sense means that he has no regrets in this life.

Seeing his sly smile, and thinking of his illustrious reputation in the Cheyu world, everyone couldn't help trembling in their hearts, but when they saw him covered in blood and unable to stand still, they regained a little bit of excitement. Confidence, especially in the presence of so many powerful monks sitting in command, the more popular people are, the more they look at Liang Wensu with a bright unkindness in their eyes.

Xuan Daozi took a step forward, looking directly into Liang Wensu's fierce eyes.

He is an old man who looks very old. He is now more than 900 years old. The life span of monks is longer than that of ordinary people, and the life span of monks in the Nascent Soul Stage has reached about 1000 years old.

It stands to reason that Xuan Daozi has also reached the time when the oil is exhausted, but he has touched the threshold of promotion a few years ago, and it is estimated that it will take another ten or twenty years to successfully break through the Nascent Soul and become a monk in the out-of-body stage , so although he is gray-haired, his cheeks are still rosy and he is full of energy.

Xuan Daozi shook his head and said: "You are not bad as a junior. You have strength and perseverance. You are ruthless, scheming and scheming. You are a good seed born to cultivate Taoism. It's just a pity...it's a pity that you practiced the magic way and went astray. , even regard human life as worthless, the murder you committed is too serious, sooner or later there will be such a day. You sent people in the magic palace to kill thousands of lives of the Sikong family for no reason. To this day, do you have any regrets in your heart? meaning?"

Liang Wensu passed him and looked at the purple-clothed woman standing behind him. It was a teenage girl. He had a good memory and knew that she was the orphan of the Sikong family. Facing Xuandaozi's question, Liang Wensu laughed out loud. , Said in a cold voice: "I only hate that I didn't cut the weeds and eradicate the roots at that time, so as to prevent future troubles!"

The crowd was in an uproar again, looking at Liang Wensu with vicious eyes, Xuan Daozi shook his head helplessly, sighed and said, "It's so...it's a pity...it's a pity..."

As he spoke, an ordinary beam of white light shot from his fingertips to Liang Wensu's body. Liang Wensu saw it and clearly saw that the white light was a small white sword, but with his current physical condition , I could only see it, but I couldn't hide it at all. I could only watch the white light sink into his belly. If he hadn't turned his body slightly, the little white sword would have crushed his body directly. Nascent Soul.

Liang Wensu recovered a small life, but was wounded in the abdomen. The little sword was the strongest move Xuan Daozi cultivated. With just one move, it directly pierced Liang Wensu's abdomen. The sword energy of the little sword also blocked Liang Wensu's tendons. pulse, so that the aura in Liang Wensu's body became stagnant and anxious.

Liang Wensu was hit by a trick, staggered unsteadily, and immediately fell to the ground. He swallowed a mouthful of blood from his throat, but the overflowing blood streaked across the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, his whole body was covered with blood stains, and he sat down on the ground in desperation. No matter how fierce his eyes were, he no longer threatened any of the people present.

Xuan Daozi looked at him, sighed again and said: "This is a little lesson for you. Righteous monks will not easily commit crimes, and I will not kill you with my own hands. However, if you are wronged, you will have a debtor, Shang'er, your Sikong family You will avenge your hatred with your own hands."

Standing behind him, Si Kongshang raised her head in surprise, and nodded excitedly after seeing Xuan Daozi's encouraging eyes. She walked towards Liang Wensu, holding the sword scabbard in one hand, and holding the sword tightly in the other. He swung his sword and stabbed at Liang Wensu.

Liang Wensu lowered his head, no one saw the secretive smile on his lips.

When Sikongshang's sword stabbed towards him, Liang Wensu raised his hand and grabbed the blade of the sword. His hand was immediately cut by the sharp sword, and blood dripped down the tip of the sword, before everyone and Sikongshang could react. At that moment, Liang Wensu jumped up.

When everyone came back to their senses from the accident, they saw a familiar sword around Sikong Chang's neck, and she was being controlled by Liang Wensu in his arms.

Everyone was shocked again, and Xuan Daozi showed a condensed expression for the first time, and he said: "The old man originally wanted to let you live, but you are stubborn and ignorant. Today, the old man will do justice for the sky, except for you, the Lord of the Demon Palace. !"

Liang Wensu sneered, swiped the sword in his hand hard, and Sikong Shang let out a muffled snort, his neck was covered with blood, and the wound was deep enough to show the bones. Liang Wensu was not a sympathetic master, he held Sikong Chang's hand tightly , Said to Xuan Daozi: "Before I die, I can still find a beautiful woman to accompany me. Even if I die, I don't feel regretful. Tell me, Daoist Xuan Daozi."

Xuan Daozi did throw a mouse-snapping weapon, but at this moment, Si Kongshang in Liang Wensu's arms suddenly took a step forward, and the sword in Liang Wensu's hand immediately cut Sikongshang's neck, and blood almost spattered out.

Xuan Daozi knew that this was an opportunity, this time he was in a hurry, and directly took out the natal magic weapon Xuankong Nirvana Sword from his body, and the sword was mixed with the fierce momentum of Wanjian, and attacked Liang Wensu.

Liang Wensu knew that he couldn't escape this time, so he closed his eyes and waited for this death.

And at this moment, a dark space was torn apart in the midair of Baima Mountain, and a black-haired man in Shengxue's white clothes walked out slowly from the crack in the space.

He is tall and straight, but he is somewhat handsome, with a white mask with snake patterns on his face, he looked down at the scene below, he only smiled softly, and Xuan Daozi's sword light turned into smoke, Gradually disappeared into the air.

The Tianyan Sect people below were stunned for a moment because of the sudden appearance. Liang Wensu also opened his eyes and looked at him, but when he saw the mask on his face, his expression changed drastically, and his eyes widened Frowning deeply, there was no trace of blood on his gloomy face. After being extremely surprised and frightened, he calmed down and smiled softly.

No one knew why he was laughing, but the man in white could see why he was laughing. A trace of uneasiness suddenly rose in his heart, as if the things that had been firmly grasped in his hands were about to be wiped out in the next moment.

He hurriedly teleported to Liang Wensu's eyes, but he only came in time to see the sarcasm and ridicule on his face. Then, there was a huge explosion that shook the sky, and a dazzling red light shot up into the sky from Baima Mountain. All the people were affected, and all were seriously injured.

However, after the explosion, the man in white was still dressed in white, with no dust on his body. He looked at the broken flesh and bones on the ground, squatted down decisively, picked up a bone, and closed his eyes to sense the spiritual power of the bone.

After getting the result that made him full of anger, he cast his fierce eyes on the people of Tianyan Sect who were well protected by Xuan Daozi.

And on a remote forest path thousands of miles away in Baima Mountain, Liang Wensu, who was covered in wounds, fell in front of a tree. He couldn't even move a single finger. He blinked dimly, and finally his eyes went dark, and he completely lost consciousness.

And just when Su Wenliang was about to bear the pain to control this body, there was a rustling sound not far away, followed by clearly recognizable footsteps.

He sensed it vigilantly with his mental power, and found that this was an ordinary person with strong skills, and when he used his mental power, this person had already approached him.

Su Wenliang opened his eyes slightly, resisting the crazy pain in his body, through the slits of his eyes, he saw a delicate and beautiful girl in coarse linen clothes.

The girl looked at him suspiciously, with a hesitant expression on her face. When Su Wenliang couldn't suppress the sweetness in his throat and coughed violently, the girl immediately stretched out her hand, gently hugged him, and headed down the mountain go.

In a daze, Su Wenliang felt that she had placed his body on the straw bed. Knowing that he was temporarily saved, he closed his eyes and sank into the depths of Liang Wensu's body.