I’m Really a Villain

"Our family also has to elect a new demon-slaying warrior.

This honor and responsibility will also fall on the demon-slaying warriors.

You are the most outstanding children of our Lan family in this era.

The purpose of bringing you together today is to decide who will be the Demon Slayer. "

"Patriarch, how should demon slayers be elected?" A young man eagerly asked.

"Please vibrate the demon drum and kill the demon sword," Lan Juntian shouted loudly.

Along with an extremely pitch-black big drum and a sharp and boundless black crystal long sword, they were lifted up.

The eyes of all the teenagers present were full of surprise and curiosity.

"Beat the war drum," Lan Juntian shouted.

He directly picked up the drumstick and beat it quickly.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sound of explosion resounded all around.

On the black drum skin, the sky filled with devilish energy was flying.

The drumstick in Lan Juntian's hands emitted a golden light, following every beat he made.

The brighter the light of this drumstick, the more the magic mist permeating it will be suppressed and dissipated.

Every drum sound seemed to be able to shake the hearts of everyone present.

The lingering sound lingered around the beams and echoed in the courtyard, refusing to disappear for a long time.

There was a sea of ​​blood in front of many people, and intermittent pictures emerged one after another.

That is the picture of the battle between every generation of demon-slaying warriors and demons.

The sound of the vibrating drum seemed to tear through the clouds and shatter the sky.

He carried the memories from ancient times, the damp soil and the blood that choked his nose, making everyone breathless.

The whole courtyard was enveloped in black mist, and the withering autumn wind was mixed with the solitary desolation, soaring upward together with the shocking sky.

The victory of every generation of demon-slaying warriors is bound to be accompanied by sacrifice and tragedy.

Lan Juntian's face flushed red, and his chest heaved unsteadily.

When he finished the song, he slowly put down the drumstick in his hand.

The black fog covering the courtyard gradually dissipated.

Most of the teenagers and girls present fell to the ground.

Only three of them could barely stand still.

"You three come forward," Lan Juntian looked at the Demon Slayer Sword on the stone platform in front of him, and said to the three of them.

Among these three people, one of them was Lan Ke'er.

"Hold up this demon-slaying sword and get the approval of the sword soul. You are the demon-slaying warriors of this generation."

Hearing Lan Juntian's words, the first young man stood up quickly.

He took a deep breath, and the spiritual energy in the veins of the whole body was surging.

Slowly holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, I saw him roar.

The veins on his forehead popped up, and the muscles all over his body trembled.

He raised the sword in his hand with all his strength.

But no matter how hard he tried, the Devil Slayer Sword didn't budge.

The boy lasted for a long time, seemed a little discouraged, and finally sat down on the ground.

"Well, everyone only has one chance.

No way is no way. "

Looking at the boy's unconvinced eyes, Lan Juntian said lightly.

The second boy next to him also stepped forward, and ended up basically the same as the first boy.

"You can try it too," Lan Juntian said, looking at Lan Ke'er who was the only one left.

"Brute force won't do."

Lan Ke'er frowned slightly, stepped forward and put her hands on the Demon Slaying Sword.

She didn't try to lift it up in a hurry, but instead closed her eyes and felt the sword with her heart.

The emotion of the sword, and the idea it wants to convey.

Since this Demon Slaying Sword has a sword soul, it must be conscious.

…………

It was pitch black in front of her eyes, and even Lan Ke'er didn't know where the sword soul brought her consciousness.

The sky is full of demonic energy, which is full of tyranny and despair.

All kinds of emotions are mixed in it, as if to erode Lan Ke'er's consciousness.

Her eyes gradually turned blood red, and it was difficult for anyone to resist this demonic energy under normal circumstances.

Seeing that Lan Ke'er was about to be corroded by the devil's energy.

I saw a dazzling blue light suddenly emanating from her body.

Under the blue light, her long hair turned azure first.

Immediately afterwards, her eyes, including her whole body's skin, turned blue.

In this state, Lan Ke'er looked very calm.

No matter how the demonic energy roared around, it couldn't affect her mind at all.

Lan Ke'er looked around in surprise. From the day she started practicing, she discovered that she could activate this state.

Although she didn't know why, but in this state, her fighting power would increase exponentially.

Most importantly, she can not be affected by any factors.

Calm scary.

"Could it be that I'm a born demon-slaying warrior?"

Lan Ke'er murmured amusedly.

Immediately, the black mist in front of her eyes was dispelled, and she finally saw the sword soul in the Demon Slaying Sword.

…………

In the outside world, Lan Ke'er slowly opened her eyes at this time.

She smiled at Lan Juntian, then raised her right hand lightly.

The Demon Slaying Sword was lifted up so easily.

"How could it be?" Some teenagers beside him seemed to be in disbelief.

Seeing this scene, Lan Juntian breathed a sigh of relief.

He pointed with his right hand, looked at those failed teenagers, and said calmly: "Take them down to erase this memory.

Before the Heavenly Demon appeared, no one was allowed to spread the news about the demon-slaying warriors. "

Then he turned his head, looked at Lan Ke'er and smiled, "Ke'er, come with me.

There's something I should tell you too. "

……………

Xu Zimo slowly closed the book in his hand.

"Tumo family," he chuckled, looking at the distant skyline.

"Lan Ke'er!"

Then Xu Zimo looked at the bookshelves again, and one of the books "Era of the Empress" caught his attention.

The sunlight outside the house came in through the window, Xu Zimo sat on the ground, slowly opened the book in his hand, and read it with great interest.

Known as one of the greatest emperors in the history of Zhenwu Shengzong.

Perhaps this woman's life is enough to be called a legend.

……………

Jiang Mochou stepped out of the vast and uninhabited endless sea of ​​sky, and he looked in the direction of Taiyuan Shengzong in the distance.

Master Wu Wu told him.

There is no retreat from the confrontation with the demon lord, perhaps this journey is the only way to return.

He knew that before embarking on this road, he must come to Taiyuan Shengzong.

Tan Jiulin followed the instructions of the evil god list, and finally met the sage who created the evil god list and prepared the second battle body for him.

The situation of the great world is about to rise, and people set the stage.

It doesn't matter whether it is ugly at the end of life, or it doesn't matter whether it is chariots, horses and artillery.

Each character has his own life, his own destiny.

and their own stories.

It is located in a very hidden mountain depression in the Far West.

Bailixiao slowly crawled out of the cave.

Here is the chance of her previous life.

At that time, she was still Fairy Yuqing.

Before reincarnating, she left the inheritance of her previous life here just in case.

With this inheritance, she can embark on her path to become a strong person faster.