Villain: Revenge Starts With the Protagonist’s Lucky Mother

Although he lost the ancestral jade pendant today, Lin Fan was not too distressed.

The core skills of the ancestors have been mastered by oneself. For other fragmentary skills, it is of course best to have them, but it is not impossible to not have them.

What's more, he doesn't trust the remnant soul of his ancestor. He always feels that keeping it in his hands will cause great consequences for him, and he has to guard against the remnant soul of his ancestor seizing his body.

Although it is a pity to lose it, it is not necessarily a bad thing.

It's not that he doesn't want to exchange the spiritual stones for the Great Movement Symbol, but that the Great Movement Talisman is different from other sigils.

It is precisely because of the loss of the Great Movement Seal that the world does not know that this talisman is like a magic weapon and needs to be identified before it can be used.

All the Great Movement Seals in Lin Fan's hand have long been recognized by him. After all, with such a life-saving thing, who wouldn't use it first?

What's more, when danger comes, wherever there is time to recognize the master, it is natural to recognize the master in advance and release him immediately when danger is encountered.

However, he had never imagined that the jade pendant would erupt with such power today.

This also made him feel that the Supreme remnant soul had evil intentions. After all, the Supreme remnant soul had told him that he could not use some power to help him in the remnant soul state.

Thinking of this, Lin Fan felt a sense of hatred for the remnant soul of his ancestor who had taught him so much.

Then he looked at Qiu Yu who was unconscious beside him, and then he reduced the anger in his heart and smiled. In his eyes, everything was worth it for Qiu Yu...

At the same time, the entire Tianxuan City was in chaos. Li Huayuan, the head of the Li family, looked at the Li family auction house in ruins, his cold cheeks twitching slightly.

His hands were still stained with blood, and the blood of his own race was not included in it. Those who originally survived under that power died at his hands.

And not only his Li family, but also the nearby Fang family and the Ning family's property were affected. Families of the dead and injured, fellow disciples, masters, and disciples surrounded the place.

But because of Li Huayuan's appearance, the noisy crowd suddenly fell silent. Li Shasheng's name was never called out, but killed.

Li Huayuan took a deep breath, looked at the crowd and said:

"The Li family will provide compensation to the families of the deceased at the Li family auction house."

Speaking of this, Li Huayuan changed the subject, and murderous intent surged through his body like a sea of ​​blood:

"But if you let me know who is talking nonsense, the whole family will be exterminated!"

Compared with the Fang family and the Ning family, who usually don't deal with each other and like to make things worse for each other, they were surprisingly quiet today.

No one asked what happened at the Li Family Auction House, and it would become an unknown piece of history in Tianxuan City.

But after the crowd dispersed, a figure appeared next to Li Huayuan. The man was holding a fly whisk, exuding a half-martial and half-dao aura, and the power of the Holy Saint surged through him.

It was the long-lost Great Elder of the Shenwu Sect, Yuan Tian.

Li Huayuan looked at Yuan Tian with a gloomy expression on his face:

"Yuan Tian! Are you satisfied?"

Yuan Tian touched his beard and said with a smile:

"Satisfied, naturally satisfied. I just hope that Mr. Li will consider what Yuan said. Yuan is looking forward to working with Mr. Li."

Li Huayuan gave Yuan Tian a hard look and said with a hint of irony:

"Your Shenwu Sect is really loyal enough, and now you have formed a team for the young master of the Zhou family."

Yuan Tian naturally heard the sarcasm in the words, but he still laughed and said:

"Yuan Mou has said this. Whether he can grasp it depends on the Li family master himself, but Yuan Mou does not want today's incident to have any impact on the young master, or even the people around him."

Speaking of this, Yuan Tian's smiling eyes flashed with a faint cold light:

"Otherwise, Shenwuzong wouldn't mind starting another Supreme war!"

...

Time flies, time flies.

Nine days passed by in the blink of an eye. During these nine days, Zhou Xingdou stayed in Jiuxuan Palace and never took a step forward.

Of course, he wouldn't be able to sleep for nine days, but if he could, it wouldn't be impossible. After all, it was very comfortable to rest on Tian Jiu'er's jade legs.

But the black light he encountered that day also made Zhou Xingdou understand the shortcomings of his own strength. He was not idle these nine days, but was always in a state of cultivation.

His cultivation level climbed from the late stage of True God to the peak of True God in these nine days.

These nine days of free time also allowed Zhou Xingdou to take the opportunity to digest all the twenty dragon-elephant elixirs rewarded by the system in these days. Now the number of giant elephant particles has climbed to a terrifying thirty million.

Thirty million giant elephant particles gave him an astonishing arm strength of three thousand dragons, which is a strength of three hundred billion kilograms.

Such terrifying power also made Zhou Xingdou's body full of blood and vitality, and his body was filled with colorful light, and his skin was like glass.

This also allowed Zhou Xingdou to realize the divine elephant's prison-suppressing power, and his current supreme power method changed to the second layer, the flying essence technique, and the devil's wings.

Not only that, he had also gained some understanding of the Thunder Emperor's Treasure Art in the past few days, but even if he obtained Luo Hanyi's natural sword heart, his understanding of the Luoxia Sword Canon still remained at the moment when he was empowered by the sword heart.

There is no progress at all. Compared with his own strength, kendo is still lagging behind.

Zhou Xingdou was by Tian Jiu'er's side. How could Tian Jiu'er not know his progress in the past nine days.

But Tian Jiu'er didn't show any surprise, his fairy face was still cold and peerless, but there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his words:

"If it really doesn't work, then you should stop practicing swordsmanship, otherwise you will be disgraced as a master swordsman in the future."

Zhou Xingdou raised his eyebrows and retorted:

"All the great Dao in the world arrive at the same destination by different paths. With my current strength, even if I swing my sword to cut down even a Dao Sect master, I will still suffer from hatred. How can I say that I have insulted your name?"

When Tian Jiuer heard this, he glanced at Zhou Xingdou with his bright starry eyes:

"Then why did you worship me instead of worshiping Tianlian as your master?"

Tian Lian is the master of the Profound Heaven Peak Body Training Hall, and his major is body training.

Zhou Xingdou thought of the five big and three thick Tian Lian, curled his lips and said:

"It's not because you are good-looking that I want to take you home as my wife, otherwise no one would want you as my teacher."

But as soon as these words were spoken, a clear shout was heard:

"Begging for a beating"

Immediately, the vicious sword in the room began to tremble violently. Zhou Xingdou's eyes twitched, and he screamed something bad. He rushed out of the room, and a pair of dark wings suddenly appeared on his back. The wings were so exquisite that they gave people a sense of eerie beauty. .

This is exactly what Zhou Xingdou has recently realized, the divine elephant's prison-suppressing power, the changes in the current method of supreme power, the Second Layer, Devil's Wings.

This pair of wings made Zhou Xingdou feel his speed surge, and he opened the door and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

But Tian Jiu'er showed a charming smile at this moment, looking in the direction of Qingxin Palace, with a little doting and love in his bright star eyes, and shook his head slightly.

At the same time, Zhou Xingdou also returned to Qingxin Palace. He didn't want to be buried alive by those vicious swords again. After all, it hurt to be honest.

However, before he stepped into the Qingxin Palace, he felt a few more breaths inside, and one of them was extremely unfamiliar.