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

The formation of subduing demons was completed, and the Taihua ancestor personally supported the formation. All the immortal heads scattered around him, forming a blood-red circle.

The difference from the Demon Subduing Formation in Luofeng City is that there is no Madoka that controls the subject in this Demon Subduing Formation. A lifelike red fire dragon is drawn in the center of the formation. The fire dragon's eyes are wide open and its tail is dancing. The flames will fly up in the next second.

Taihua Patriarch stood in the first place, and said in a deep voice: "Magic crouching formation, get up."

All the fairy heads simultaneously mobilized their spiritual power, and in the beams of light that soared into the sky one after another, the fire dragon in the center of the formation suddenly burst into fierce flames. Against the crimson light, the giant dragon's body painted on the ground was about to move. Seemingly dissatisfied with the confinement on the ground, he wanted to take this opportunity to soar into the sky.

As the beams of light from several Immortal Head Grandmasters connected in series, the brilliance on that fire dragon became more and more intense. When the last beam of light connected with that of Taihua Patriarch, the fire dragon suddenly jumped up with a majestic and solemn sound. The long roar shook everyone's heart severely.

This dragon was even bigger than the dragon they saw in Luofeng City, and the red light on its body was even stronger, with self-evident solemnity in its awe-inspiring majesty.

Fortunately, Taihua Patriarch personally supported the formation, and it was the first time for the heads of the immortals to see such a solemn demon-subduing fire dragon. In the beam of light, their excitement was beyond words, and the initial unhappiness and resentment disappeared at this time.

Under the gaze of everyone, the giant dragon hovered motionless over the formation, without moving for a long time.

Just when everyone thought that this fire dragon was going to be like the one in Luofeng City, and was willing to show his face at the last moment, a circle of blazing flames suddenly ignited around the fire dragon, and after the even more ear-splitting roar, everyone With shocked eyes, it slowly swung its dragon tail and gradually flew towards the outer edge of the formation.

And the direction it is facing is exactly the main hall of Qi Ling Palace!

Many disciples gathered in Qiling Palace to celebrate Lu Qianchuan's birthday. Seeing the fire dragon flying towards him, they all held their breath involuntarily and carefully observed the fire dragon's flight trajectory.

The fire dragon entered from the right hand side of the palace gate, flying very steadily and slowly, as if carefully checking everyone present, constantly searching for someone who hides a frightening disaster in their body.

The disciples standing on the right side were all as stiff as wooden stakes, not daring to move, for fear that a careless movement of their own would cause the fiery dragon to notice something abnormal and wrap itself around directly.

The fire dragon's wide-open angry eyes slowly swept over them, and the dragon body swayed and flew over the heads of everyone.

It wasn't until the head of the last disciple on the right was freed from under the fire dragon's tail that the group of disciples breathed out a foul breath that had been hanging in their throats for a long time, and they pushed each other and teased each other.

This time, the fire dragon arrived on top of the group of disciples who were crowded in the innermost part of the hall. The group of people frozen into stone changed, some of them boldly looked up at the fire dragon, and flinched when they met the pair of bright red dragon eyes that could see through everything. , bowed his head hastily again.

The fire dragon unhurriedly checked every disciple who was nervous or frightened, bursts of fire light swept over their heads one by one, and a burst of dragon breath formed by the converging flames spewed out, all the disciples were quite frightened and a little timid Almost kneel on the spot.

However, the giant dragon seemed to be just teasing them. After the dragon flame passed, the dragon's body was still in a stable position, and there was no sound again.

A group of disciples trembled and squatted, watching the extremely excessive fire dragon slowly walk in front of the two senior brothers of Wanlingzong.

Lu Qianchuan and the others stood at the back. From the perspective of the immortal heads, it is not difficult to understand that these two disciples who are proud of the Wanling Sect are echoing the elders and standing in the innermost place. .

However, in this way, there is a distance between them and the other disciples. If the fire dragon wants to test them, it has to change the route it is traveling and fly over their heads.

For a moment, Yan Zi'an, Shao Shu, Lu Fengyi who didn't know why, and all the monks who were attracted by this weird position, all turned their attention to Lu Qianchuan and Mo Chenyuan who stood side by side, and flew slowly and calmly. giant dragon.

Lu Qianchuan and Mo Chenyuan stood as if they were far away from the world. They were only surrounded by each other, and they were waiting for the fire dragon to come to make the final judgment.

Unexpectedly, the fire dragon just cast a look in their direction, and spewed out a few dismissive flames from its nose, then flicked its tail as if it didn't see them, and flew straight forward.

Yan Zian stood in the blue beam of light, the worry that could not be erased from his eyes gradually dissipated, showing a warm smile that was not easy to detect.

Shao Shu leaned against the pillar on the left side of the palace gate, with the same indifferent expression on his face, and the treacherous titter in his eyes flashed away.

The fire dragon flew around the heads of the crowd like a master fire dragon, and after scaring and crying all the timid younger brothers, Shi Shiran flew out of the hall from the left, leaving behind him a group of disciples who had never seen such a big battle He sighed.

When Shao Shu approached, the fire dragon's body suddenly rose red, and the fierce flames spewed out instantly, whistling and speeding up, and in a blink of an eye, they came to Shao Shu's eyes.

With a flick of the dragon's tail, it brushed across the majestic and aloof hall wall of Qi Ling Palace, and the dragon's body was coiled into a chain in an instant, and it was about to be put on Shao Shu's body.

Shao Shu's whole body suddenly emitted a very brilliant red light, the light was stronger than that of the fire dragon but not weaker, almost making people dare not look at it directly.

The two red lights collided together, and the dragon flames of the fire dragon disappeared in a single step. Before the giant dragon could react, the incomparably powerful red light hit the face, the dragon's head tilted violently to one side, and the dragon's tail Almost to the disciples in the hall, a light blue light flashed, but it was Qin Yufeng who drew a barrier against the fire dragon for these disciples.

The fire dragon was dizzy from the beating, and after a while he came back to his senses, the dragon's head pointed at Shao Shu again, the blazing fire in his eyes weakened by half, and the dragon's mouth was half opened, obviously covering his head.

Shao Shu sneered, "Get lost."

After all, the fire dragon was transformed by the formation, and he was unconscious. After a while, he wanted to attack Shaoshu again. The Taihua ancestor who stood at the top of the demon formation was the first to shout: "Fire dragon, return to your place."

The fire dragon shook its head and tail, and slowly flew back to the center of the formation.

Lu Fengyi smiled and said: "Oh, it's really hard for everyone to make such a big battle."

His tone was not without sarcasm, and everyone's faces turned red and white for a while, and they all pushed for City Lord Lu to be polite.

Sect Master Cai, who suggested it first, was already ashen-faced, with his head lowered to his chest, and he didn't dare to look at the fellow practitioners who had been tricked at all.

Lu Fengyi swept the crowd around, looked away in a dispirited manner, and said to Taihua Patriarch: "Patriarch, the beating is over, the investigation is over, and it's Chinese New Year, brothers, you should do whatever you want. Be happy. Would you like to stay in Wanlingzong to have a light meal, it just so happens that today is the birthday of one of our juniors, and let him be a part of your immortal spirit."

Taihua's old ancestor was highly respected, and he still had an inconspicuous appearance. He didn't have a bitter face like the gods who didn't do their best, and he didn't have many misunderstood embarrassing expressions. He was indifferent. She smiled tirelessly and nodded: "Okay, I want to apologize to the little friend who was disturbed by me at the birthday party."

Frightened, Lu Qianchuan hurriedly lifted up the corner of his clothes, ready to walk down the steps and salute the Taihua ancestor.

As soon as he started to move, Mo Chenyuan quickly grabbed the robe behind him, not allowing him to move even a single step.

The demon crouching formation is a large-scale formation that combines ingenuity and ingenuity. It takes time to start and close the formation. At this time, the fire dragon has not disappeared, and is still entrenched above the formation. Mo Chenyuan was almost scared out of his wits by his tiny movements. How dare he make a move.

Lu Qianchuan quickly glanced at him full of surprise, unable to move his body, so he stood on the high platform in extreme embarrassment, and saluted Taihua Patriarch from a distance through a group of pitch-black heads.

Taihua patriarch nodded with a smile.

After paying tribute to Lu Qianchuan, he turned to the crowd: "Come back."

After his words fell, the light on everyone's bodies weakened, and the red light around the fire dragon also dimmed little by little, and the majestic dragon quickly disappeared into the air.

Everyone relaxed their vigilance, chatting and laughing with their companions, even Mo Chenyuan dropped his tight shoulders and gently hooked Lu Qianchuan's little finger.

No one noticed that in a dark corner, the sharp claws of a ferocious beast showed a cold light behind the carved beams and pillars.

Mo Chenyuan let go of the big stone in his heart, and seeing the anger of being disturbed by him gradually emerged in the eyes of his senior brother, he was alarmed in his heart, and hurriedly turned around, the corners of his eyes drooped slightly, and he was about to show a pitiful expression.

At the moment when he turned around, the beast hiding in the dark finally found the right time, its sharp claws were embedded in the ground, its muscular thighs squatted down to gather strength, and it leaped forward——

"Zheng-"

The deafening bell rang through the sky.

The noisy people were shocked by the clear ringing of the bell, and Lu Qianchuan stood under the bell, with the loud noise shaking in his head and pain in his ears.

Almost at the same time when he heard the bell, Mo Chenyuan turned around suddenly, and a muscular and majestic white tiger was reflected in his wide red eyes.

Shao Shu straightened up suddenly, and looked in disbelief at the giant clock that was knocked out by a powerful blow. Under the giant clock, Lu Qianchuan and Mo Chenyuan stood side by side.

Around them, the transparent barrier condensed by that layer of spiritual energy was gradually losing its luster due to the vibration of the ancient clock.

It was also at the same time that the fire dragon that was about to disappear into the air suddenly flashed red, and its sleepy eyes burst into an extremely intense red light, and the intense fire burst out from its body, as if it had finally found its prey. The sky-shaking dragon roar sounded, and the fire dragon broke through the airflow at a speed that no one had expected, and rushed straight into the hall.

In the blink of an eye, before Mo Chenyuan could react, the fire dragon had tightly wrapped around Lu Qianchuan's body, and the fiery light was deeply imprinted on Lu Qianchuan's skin, and the dragon's head touched Lu Qianchuan's neck with an inexplicable force above.

It seemed that as long as he moved a little more, the sharp dragon's mouth would bite off his neck without hesitation.

Everything is but a moment.

For the immortal heads in the Demon Subduing Formation, it's just the reappearance of the fire dragon, driving their bodies to glow again;

To the disciples who were chattering and making fun of each other, it was nothing more than a nameless hurricane blowing over their heads.

For Mo Chenyuan and Yan Zi'an, who knew everything about it, the roar of a dragon seemed like a world away.

In an instant, Lu Qianchuan was locked by the giant dragon, and a coquettish and scarlet fire glowed all over his body. The fierce flames were like a glutton that had endured for a long time, and the next moment it would open its bloody mouth to engulf him whole.

There was unspeakable shock in the glazed pupils. He subconsciously struggled to shake the shackles on his body, but the fire dragon locked him even tighter with a more forceful attitude. The scorching flames burned into every inch of his skin, as if to The blood in the body is burned out.

Mo Chenyuan was the first to come back to his senses, and he pulled the crimson dragon's body with his hands without hesitation. In the scorching flames, he tried in vain to strip this hateful fire dragon from his brother's body.

The moment he held the flame with both hands, the fire dragon let out a roar of being violated, the dragon's body became more and more tightly wrapped around Lu Qianchuan, the dragon's head bit Lu Qianchuan's neck, and the dragon's eyes revealed undeniable majesty and courage.

In the exclamation of some disciples, "It's Xiaofeng", the fire dragon let out another long roar, and the red light flashed, and Lu Qianchuan was dragged into the demon-subduing formation forcefully by it.

Formation started again.

An ominous light of blood shrouded the sky above Wanlingzong, casting a deathly silence on this graceful and beautiful No. [-] sect in the world.

Everyone, including Yan Zi'an's juniors and juniors, froze in place like a stone, watching this sudden change in disbelief.

Lu Fengyi's expression of talking and laughing changed in a flash, and he looked at Yan Zi'an who was standing beside him in disbelief.

Yan Zi'an's face was so pale that he didn't look like a living person, his eyes widened slightly, as if he hadn't reacted yet, he looked at Lu Qianchuan in the formation motionlessly.

The most glamorous disciple of the Wanling Sect, the elder brother admired by many juniors and younger sisters, the pillar of the next generation in the cultivation world recognized by almost everyone——

Under the oppression of the giant dragon, he was overwhelmed and bent over.

No one has ever seen Lu Qianchuan look so pale and feeble. He was drenched as if he had just been fished out of the water. On his porcelain white neck, bright red blood snaked down, soaking his usually white and dusty skin. clothes.

The blood was like red plums in winter, blooming on the white clothes behind him.

Shockingly beautiful.

It's so beautiful that it's unknown.

After a brief silence, everyone made huge waves like boulders falling into the water.

"Sect Master Yan!"

"Brother Zi'an!"

One after another questioned the sky and covered the sky, with the momentum of thousands of arrows piercing the heart, they shot Yan Zi'an, whose face was as pale as paper.

Even Lu Fengyi showed an expression of disbelief. Under the increasingly fierce attack of the crowd, he forgot to stand up and support Yan Zi'an as usual.

I have never seen such a disillusioned suzerain.

Yan Zi'an's lips were bloodless, he opened his lips feebly amidst the questioning voices from everyone higher than Yuntian, but he couldn't say a word of refutation.

Lu Fengyi, who was overwhelmed by the huge shock, finally came back to his senses, and said loudly: "The fire dragon made a mistake last time, maybe it took the wrong person again this time?"

When he said this, everyone suddenly regained their sanity, and they were not sure whether the fire dragon's judgment was correct for a while.

The heads of the immortals looked at each other, and after a few glances, they made up their minds and bowed to the Taihua ancestors one after another: "The ancestors have wisdom eyes."

Taihua patriarch swept over Lu Fengyi and Yan Zi'an expressionlessly, raised one arm slightly, the fire dragon became more dazzling with his help, and locked Lu Qianchuan's body even harder.

His lips moved slightly, and a spirit spell that no one had heard flowed out of his mouth. At the same time, a small charmander that was no different from a giant dragon suddenly appeared on the hand he raised.

The little fire dragon rolled naively in the center of his palm, and the old Taihua ancestor raised his old right hand upwards, ordering: "Explore."

The little dragon flicked its tail, and under the nervous gaze of everyone, it swam up to Lu Qianchuan.

As if he was greeting Lu Qianchuan, Xiaolong rolled happily in front of his eyes, and then a red light flashed, and got into Lu Qianchuan's head.

Memories that have been dusty for many years are gradually waking up.

The village, the fire, the villagers fleeing everywhere, the witch walking with the sword, and the blood on the sword.

This is the scene in the eyes of Lu Qianchuan, who is only five years old.

The mother who was gentle and honest in the past carried the magic sword, and the sword was covered with the blood of the villagers who took good care of their mother and child on weekdays.

In the monstrous flames, she was not afraid of the flames and walked slowly in the flames.

One step, the hand rises, the sword falls, and blood is everywhere.

One step, fire, howling, disturbing the night.

It was a face of an alluring beauty. On the alluring face, a pair of scarlet and terrifying eyes lost their gentleness in the past. It is extremely sad and stern when it is written with all its beauty.

She clearly said: "Chuan'er wants to be like your father, with a noble heart, save the world and save the people, and be a man who can tolerate the world and support the sky."

She has always taught herself to be kind, to be open and open like a bright moon and a breeze, and to be as tenacious as a green pine and green bamboo.

But she got mad and slaughtered the whole village overnight.

I haven't seen myself since.

Lu Qianchuan bent down overwhelmed, and along with the old memories, there was a burning pain in his dantian, and the unbearable pain in his limbs.

It was like a wild beast was hidden in his body, finally able to see the sunlight in the dark environment, so he gnawed and devoured his whole body recklessly.

He almost swallowed his years of diligent training in one gulp.

Jin Dan no longer stayed in his body as quietly as before. In the rapidly flowing spiritual flow, a domineering force that Lu Qianchuan had never experienced came out, wantonly celebrating in his body and finally regained his strength. Gained freedom runs through every vein with joy.

Everyone watched helplessly as the black devilish energy that only demons could gather gradually seeped from Lu Qianchuan's body.

The ironclad evidence is like a mountain, and a hundred mouths cannot argue.

Yan Zi'an is almost relying on consciousness to hold on.

As the magic energy contained in the golden core gradually flowed through the body, all the memories that Lu Qianchuan had forgotten for many years reappeared in his mind.

It turned out that he was different from other children when he was a child.

While they were still clumsily climbing the tree, he could jump to the roof with one light leap;

When they were scolded by their parents for dropping the dishes, he could already put the dishes on the table with magic energy.

The memory of childhood gradually awakened, the blood pulse that was forcibly sealed by his mother and master broke through the last shackles, the devilish energy around Lu Qianchuan became more and more intense, and on his pale face, a beautiful plum branch rose from the center of the eyebrows, slowly along the brow bone Slowly, the blood-red plum blossoms bloomed recklessly, embellishing his pale face with an indescribable color.

The plum blossoms are covered with snow, and they are unparalleled in coldness; and once the plum blossoms break through the snow, they will be unmatched by anyone.

Everyone stared blankly at the bewitching red plum blossoms blooming on his frosty face, and in the midst of being dumbfounded, someone finally called out: "Witch Shaoshu!"

For a moment, everyone's eyes were divided into two groups, one group turned to Shao Shu whose eyes were full of pain, and the other group pointed directly at Lu Fengyi who seemed to be struck by lightning.

Back then, the affairs of the city lord of Syracuse caused a lot of trouble in the comprehension world. For more than 20 years, the after-dinner chat that people talked about has become a dusty past.

No one could have imagined that after more than 20 years, they would recall that embarrassing relationship between their children again today.

Lu Fengyi stared at Lu Qianchuan dumbfounded, and remained motionless for a long time, almost turning into a sculpture immersed in shock.

In the waves that stirred up again, Yan Zian flashed in front of Lu Qianchuan, cupped his hands to the ancestor of Taihua, and said: "The ancestor Mingcha, Qianchuan doesn't know who his biological parents are, and he doesn't know that he has the blood of the demon race. For many years, as the chief disciple of the Wanling Sect, he has always set an example and never violated the sect's rules."

Awakened by Yan Zi'an, Qin Yufeng, Qi Zehua and others rushed to the Demon Subduing Formation one after another, and assured the Taihua Patriarch: "All juniors can testify that Qianchuan has never done anything to be ashamed of the sect."

Lu Qianchuan was about to be exhausted by the fire dragon on his body and the memory in his brain. He barely raised his head and glanced forward. One after another, familiar figures stood in front of him, blocking all the people outside the crouching formation from throwing at him. Sight.

Shen Qingze brought his brothers and sisters of the same generation to stand in the formation, saluted all of them, and said in a trembling voice: "All juniors can testify."

All the immortal heads looked at each other, and looked at Patriarch Taihua with very difficult expressions.

Taihua patriarch didn't distinguish between joy and anger, he just said: "How can you be sure?"

Yan Zian said: "As you can see, Asakawa was awakened from the blood of the demon clan today. Before that, even he himself didn't know his origin."

The ancestor of Taihua stared at Yan Zi'an seriously: "He doesn't know, do you know?"

Yan Zi'an trembled all over, lifted his robe, and knelt down in front of Taihua Patriarch: "Your younger generation is guilty of unforgivable crimes if you don't report them."

Lu Qianchuan saw the master's body kneeling suddenly through many figures, his pupils shrank suddenly, cold sweat flowed from his forehead to the brow bone, and the bright red plum blossoms seemed to be stained with dew, making them even more gorgeous.

Shao carelessly stepped in front of Yan Zi'an, cupped his hands and said, "Taihua Patriarch, my nephew has been raised in the Wanling Sect for many years, and I should thank Sect Master Yan for his more than [-] years of upbringing."

"But to be fair, according to Sect Master Yan's words and deeds, if not for this accident, Asakawa would only become a role model for the next generation of disciples in the cultivation world. This should be extremely beneficial to you and me."

"Although I was usurped by others, I am the king of the demon world recognized by the demon clan. This matter sold me to save face and asked me to bring my nephew back and continue to raise him. I have also been painstakingly teaching the demon world. Sect Master Yan, who has become a prince and become a talent, is completely clean."

He said it politely, but no one doubted that as long as someone in the crowd said "no", this demon king, who was famous for his fortitude and determination, would make a big fuss without hesitation.

Together with the ancestor of Taihua, the monks present fell into endless silence.

Shen Qingze knelt at the front of the group of disciples, suddenly felt something in the silence, and turned to look at Mo Chenyuan who was standing in the innermost part of the hall, who had been silent all this time.

Not only did he not make a sound, he didn't even move.

It was obvious that Lu Qianchuan was almost unable to stand under the restraint of Fu Mosuo, but he had no intention of coming forward to help him at all.

No one knew what he was thinking at this time.

It was not only Shen Qingze who turned to look at Mo Chenyuan, but also Lu Qianchuan who was surrounded by the elders.

He could only see Mo Chenyuan's black robe through the gaps in his body.His eyes had long been blurred by the coercion of Fu Mosuo, and he couldn't see Mo Chenyuan's expression at all.

Obviously his body was about to lose strength, he was so numb that he couldn't feel the pain caused by Fu Mosuo being burned on his body, but because of Mo Chenyuan's behavior, his heart suddenly picked up——

It wasn't because of his indifference that he felt heartache, but beneath his calm surface, he felt a monstrous murderous intent that was almost uncontrollable.

He dared not touch himself.

Even with a slight movement, as long as he gets close to himself who is bound and immobilized by the crouching lock, the forcibly suppressed killing intent will be sparked by a small flame, bursting out with bloody light.

There was a smile on Lu Qianchuan's pale face, his spiritual power and magic power were sealed, and he couldn't even use the method of sound transmission to praise Mo Chenyuan.

Behind Mo Chenyuan's invisible wall, he winked quietly at Mo Chenyuan.

After a while of silence, the Taihua patriarch looked at the former demon king, with a trace of compassion on his old face: "As the demon king said, if this son really did not do anything to betray the realm of comprehension, we will never force him to punish him."

"It's just that the authenticity of it can only be known after an interrogation. If you are old and not talented, everything can only be determined after an interrogation in Tianshuilou."

There was a sound of gasping, and many disciples of the Wanling Sect turned pale.

Tianshui Tower is not under the jurisdiction of any sect, it is built on the water, it is the place where the most heinous criminals are held in the cultivation world, and it is also used for interrogation, but the interrogation methods are all extremely cruel.For thousands of years, monks who entered Tianshui tower rarely came out again, and even if they did, they were all interrogated to the point of dying.

Fang Shinuo suddenly took two steps forward on his knees, kowtowed and said: "The ancestor is above, the disciple Yan Linggong, who practices the art of reading mind, the disciple can save his life, the senior brother will never do anything deviant, I implore the ancestor to take it back!" This statement."

In the world of comprehension, the sects that are proficient in controlling the soul and reading the mind are gradually declining, and now almost only the Wanling Sect Yanling Palace is left. Except for the late Hua Wenyue, this sect is famous for his disciples.

Fang Shinuo made such an oath, and some kind-hearted immortals were a little shaken.

They all pleaded with Taihua Patriarch: "This little brother said so, Mr. Asakawa is still young, why don't you spare Tianshuilou's punishment, and just have a few joint interrogations."

There were quite a few people begging for mercy, and the Taihua Patriarch was not hard-hearted after all, and was almost persuaded by them. Just as he was about to let go, a tiger roar suddenly reached everyone's ears.

Liu Qingkui was dressed in a red dress like fire, and the mark of flame between his eyebrows almost burned him. He sat on the white tiger, came quickly from mid-air, and shouted from a distance: "Senior brother, hold my hand quickly!"

Everyone was shocked, someone recognized his red dress with sharp eyes, and said in surprise: "Isn't this the disciple of Palace Master Qi?!"

For a while, all those who pleaded for Lu Qianchuan stopped talking, and stared at the monks of Wanlingzong in shock.

Lin Yan jumped out from nowhere, flew into the air with fierce anger, and was about to bite the white tiger's cheek, but Liu Qingkui, as expected, patted Xiao Feng lightly, and the tiger's head turned around, and the tiger's head was turned around. They all quickly disappeared.

Just now the intercession was like a joke, the faces of all the fairy heads were dark, and they looked at Taihua Patriarch full of indignation.

The Taihua Patriarch's expressionless face finally showed obvious anger, and he said in a deep voice, "Destroy into Tianshui Tower."

As soon as the words fell, a sharp sword with a bloodthirsty red light pierced the sky, roaring towards it with endless killing intent.