You've never seen such a righteous villain [Transmigration Book]

Mo Chenyuan strolled leisurely in the courtyard, and slowly walked into the center of the Demon Subduing Formation.

There was a crimson circle there for him.Once he touches the Demon Subduing Formation due to his blood of the demon race, the circle will be drawn as a prison, and he will be strictly imprisoned in the Demon Subduing Formation.

Until Mo Chenyuan completely stood in the circle, Lu Qianchuan's sudden flustered heartbeat hadn't subsided.

He stared firmly at Mo Chenyuan, who seemed to be sure of winning. If Mo Chenyuan felt something, he turned his head and smiled at him against the heavy gazes of several sect masters.

Like appeasement.

Lu Qianchuan had nothing to do with his temperament that he was not in a hurry when the sky fell, so he had to return a shallow smile and said with his lips: "Don't be afraid."

Throwing these two words to Mo Chenyuan is a waste, his expression and attitude don't seem a little scared.

Not only was Mo Chenyuan not afraid, but he looked away in a good mood, thinking in his heart for a while, how to find the elder brother to subdue him and act like a baby for comfort after he left the Demon Subduing Formation.

His position happened to be facing Yan Zian who was standing at the top. Yan Zian looked at his expression and knew that the second apprentice had a plan in mind, so he couldn't help but feel relieved.

Lu Fengyi who happened to be at the side asked in a low voice: "Zian?"

Yan Zian collected his thoughts and said to everyone: "Magic crouching array, get up."

The circle where the heads of the immortals stood was instantly brightened, and with their own bodies as the starting point, beams of light shot up into the sky, making the entire demon-subduing formation extremely bright.

Starting from Yan Zi'an, the beams of light of several fairy heads each connected a line, forming a large circle that wrapped tightly around the Demon Subduing Formation.

Mo Chenyuan stood in the center of the big circle, without saying a word, withstood the spiritual power thrown at him by each beam of light.

After the spiritual power of the last fairy head hit him, a lifelike crimson fire dragon suddenly jumped out in front of where Yan Zian was standing.

The fire dragon's eyes were wide open, staring at Mo Chenyuan without blinking as if he was trying to identify the authenticity.

Everyone held their breath, waiting for the result of Huolong's review, and the hearts of all the brothers and sisters of Wan Lingzong were raised in their throats.

Lu Qianchuan stared at the fire dragon intently, and felt his heart beating faster and faster. There seemed to be an inexplicable feeling in his blood flowing through his body, and a very bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

The fire dragon stared at Mo Chenyuan for a long time, the dragon's beard was fluttering with the wind, but the dragon's body seemed to be frozen in mid-air, without moving for a long time.

Mo Chenyuan stared at the giant dragon leisurely, as if you have the ability to eat my provocation.

Lu Qianchuan mentioned that the little heart in his throat could be regarded as returning to his chest cavity. He breathed a long sigh of relief, and heard Pei Churan and Shen Qingze whispering behind him: "I know that's the case, why are you so motivating people?"

As they spoke, they deliberately glanced at Liu Qingkui's expression quietly.

Liu Qingkui stood beside Lu Qianchuan, the imprint of flames on his forehead danced with the red light around the fire dragon, almost igniting his pale face.

Everyone had waited for a long time for such an unsurprising result, and they all looked dispirited.

Yan Zi'an put his hands behind his back, and the old god was looking at the giant dragon in the air. It is said that he was in the first place, and it was up to him to end the formation at this time.But the people in the formation are his direct disciples, if he speaks up, he will inevitably be gossiped about.

Lu Fengyi glanced at the old god Yan Zian who was behind his hands, smiled lightly in his heart, and raised his voice: "Everyone, since this is the case, can the formation be over?"

All the fairy heads had been the beam of light for a long time in vain, and they were irritated enough, so they immediately answered: "Naturally, naturally."

Mo Chenyuan chuckled at Lu Qianchuan.

Almost everyone in the Wan Ling Sect shifted their eyes from him to Liu Qingkui, and he followed suit with a glance at Liu Qingkui, the disdain in his eyes was self-evident.

All the fairy heads withdrew their spiritual power, and the giant dragon in the sky would take some time to disappear, and none of them cared about the fire dragon's movements anymore, and they all wanted to use this step to get out of the formation.

Just when the noisy discussion of the crowd was about to overwhelm the wind around the fire dragon, a very majestic dragon chant suddenly came out from midair.

The discussion stopped abruptly.

Everyone seemed to have been pressed the pause button, and their movements were all stopped. They watched helplessly as the fire dragon, which had been motionless for a long time, suddenly came to life, screaming and attacking the circle in the center of the formation with lightning speed.

It happened to be entangled with Mo Chenyuan who raised his foot and wanted to go out.

In an instant, a red light rose, and the circle where Mo Chenyuan was located quickly spread out a layer of crimson enchantment, and demon-subduing chains as thick as a baby's forearm began to grow on the enchantment.

The accident is but a moment.

Lu Qianchuan blinked, and Mo Chenyuan, who was still smiling at him just now, had been bound into a rice dumpling by chains.

After a moment of silence, the noise broke out again, which was worse than just now, and the sky was filled with excitement.

These fairy heads have never encountered any kind of storm in dozens or hundreds of years. It is indeed the first time that the Demon Subduing Formation was triggered at the last moment like this.

Lu Fengyi's leisurely and contented smile disappeared completely at the same time as the fire dragon roared, and he subconsciously looked at Yan Zi'an who was equally as shocked as him.

Everyone's peaceful faces were shattered at this moment.

Lu Qianchuan's heart that had just been put back into his stomach was about to jump out, and a small stream of hot blood exploded into fireworks in his brain. He stared at Mo Chenyuan almost instinctively, his lips trembling so that he couldn't say a word.

It shouldn't.

He clearly remembered that he had mentioned many times in the article that Mo Chenyuan did not have demon blood.

Mo Chenyuan in the crouching formation didn't expect what happened at the last moment. His body was bound by the crouching lock. No matter how he struggled, the crouching lock would only get tighter and tighter, burning his skin, leaving The next black mark.

His forehead was quickly covered with fine sweat, and his eyes were still staring at Lu Qianchuan's direction, as if he wanted to say something to Lu Qianchuan, but the restraint of Fumosuo made his muscles hurt so badly that he was about to explode, and all his words could only be said. It turned into several weak murmurs.

The crowd who had stood there for a long time finally came to their senses, and several immortal heads turned to Yan Zi'an together: "Brother Zi'an!"

Yan Zi'an's fair face was glowing fiery red from the rays of light in the subduing demon array, just as she regained consciousness, what she was facing was a group of people who were eager for some scandals in the Wanling Sect.

"What's going on here? Brother Zi'an will always give everyone an explanation!"

"That's right, brother Zi'an, didn't you just confidently say that you believed in your apprentice?"

Not to mention Yan Zi'an, Lu Fengyi was overwhelmed by their hot pursuit and questioning, he stood in front of Yan Zi'an and shouted loudly: "Everyone stop!"

After everyone's questioning weakened, he turned his head and looked at Yan Zi'an: "Zian?"

Ask with your eyes: what do you plan to do?

At this time, Mo Chenyuan was almost exhausted by Fu Mosuo, and he wobbled twice, and was about to fall to the ground.

Lu Qianchuan's pupils constricted, his heart clenched into a ball, his mind went blank, he rushed in almost without thinking, and supported Mo Chenyuan who was persevering with willpower.

"Eldest brother!" All the juniors didn't expect him to run in suddenly, and hurriedly called him behind.

The red light hit Lu Qianchuan, and he had to grit his teeth to resist the erosion of the subduing demon formation, and said to Mo Chenyuan: "Shen Yuan, hold on."

Mo Chenyuan's consciousness was about to fly out of his body, and when he heard these two words in a haze, he forcibly recalled a wisp of consciousness.

He raised his head, his vision became blurred due to too much power loss, he could only see the blurred shadow of Lu Qianchuan, and said in a low voice; "You... go out..."

The demon crouching circle was dissatisfied with the prey speaking without authorization, the red light became brighter in an instant, and it pressed on him with a thousand-ton force.

Lu Qianchuan was so anxious that he didn't know what to do, he raised his head in a daze, just in time to see Yan Zi'an who was watching them, and the look of shock and anger flashing across the master's eyes.

Only then did he realize that in his capacity, he shouldn't do such a reckless thing.

Yan Zi'an was surrounded by a group of fairy heads, and all kinds of voices hit his head and face. He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was no panic in his eyes, and only Shen Yi, the master of Wanling Sect, was left behind. firm.

"The array has been touched, and the Wan Ling Sect hereby promises to all fellow practitioners that they will never cover up the demon seeds, and all heresies will be dealt with according to the patriarchal law."

After a pause, he continued: "Mo Chenyuan is carrying a demon seed. According to the sect rules, he will be removed from the sect, expelled from the sect, and escorted back to the demon world."

Expelled from the sect and escorted back to the Demon Realm.

The eight big characters crashed into Lu Qianchuan's mind involuntarily.

He planned painstakingly for two years, and put all his heart and soul into changing the plot, but he didn't expect that the final result would still be the same.

Mo Chenyuan was still going to be expelled from the sect and sent to the Demon Realm.

The Devil Realm is now wide open, sending him back to the Devil Realm at this juncture is no different from kicking him into the Dead Realm.

Lu Qianchuan supported his body that was about to fall like a puppet, his face became extremely pale in an instant, and he almost fell into the ice cave.

It seemed that all heat and ideas were taken away at this moment, and there was only one thought left in his mind: "We can't let him go to the Demon Realm."

In this way, all his expectations for hope and trust will be destroyed.

In this way, one day in the future, the world of comprehension will usher in a vicious and overbearing demon king. Dealing with them is like cutting melons and vegetables, and even smashing the entire Wanling sect in one fell swoop.

not like this!

Lu Qianchuan tightly hugged Mo Chenyuan who was leaning in his arms, countless kinds of arguments rolled over his mind, he had to find the most beneficial reason for them in the shortest possible time.

When he was burning with anxiety, [-]'s cold system voice suddenly said: [The countdown to the task "Death Zone of the Demon Race" is running out, the host please hurry up. 】

[Countdown: [-], [-],... If the host insists on deviating from the mission, the system will initiate a punishment mechanism, please think again. 】

【... [-], [-], [-], [-]】

[The countdown is over, because the host refused to cooperate to complete the task, the system judges that the task progress is [-], and the punishment mechanism is starting. 】

There seemed to be hundreds of blades flying through Lu Qianchuan's mind, and an unbearably intense pain exploded in his mind, forcing him to defeat the system and beg for mercy.

He and Mo Chenyuan couldn't tell who was more in pain, they were almost relying on willpower to support each other.

Just when Lu Qianchuan felt that his willpower was about to run out, [-]'s cold voice continued: [The punishment mechanism has been activated, and the system will forcibly take over the host's body. Takeover time: [-] hours. 】

Lu Qianchuan's consciousness flying to the sky was frightened by this sentence and gathered into a ball, his eyes widened in horror, and he shouted at [-]: "No! I won't allow it!"

[-] Emotionless: [Takeover progress: [-]%, [-]%, [-]%...]

There was a tearing feeling that something had invaded his sea of ​​consciousness. Lu Qianchuan gritted his teeth, trembling with pain, and didn't know that his lips were bleeding from his own bite. He said firmly: "No... I don't agree. ..."

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[Takeover complete. 】