That's What Villains Are Like

The long street, which was originally a little quiet, suddenly became noisy and sensational.

The monks and souls from other major states all turned their eyes towards the man in white sitting in the tall building.

Is this the Holy Son of the Taiyi Sect, now the leader of the Immortal Sect in Zhongtian Prefecture? Did you become famous all over the world not long ago?

Many young monks looked very grave and looked extremely fearful. Just now they thought it was some senior with advanced cultivation who took action, but who would have thought that it was their peers who were about the same age as them.

The strength of this Holy Son of Taiyi Sect is so terrifying, surpassing his peers?

A lot of pressure suddenly appeared in their hearts. When they heard the rumors before, they didn't believe it. They thought it was too outrageous. How could their peers be so strong? But now that they saw it with their own eyes, they had no choice but to believe it.

At this moment, the young monks from other major states all had a creepy feeling in their hearts.

"Sage Jiang Lan has arrived..."

"Only he has such terrifying strength, which makes his peers breathless."

"It is enough for me to have the Holy Son Jiang Lan in Zhongtian State. All the geniuses and evildoers in the other states will be reduced to mere green leaves and trampled under their feet."

On the contrary, the young prodigies of Zhongtian Prefecture were extremely excited and swept away the depression and depression just now. How arrogant and arrogant the young man in blood was shouting just now, how miserable he fell now.

Many people even made no secret of gloating over the misfortune.

"How can it be……"

The blood-clothed young man spurted out a mouthful of blood again. He couldn't believe that he would be defeated by a person of his own generation without any resistance?

"Master..."

The old man in gray robe looked fearful and did not dare to act rashly.

He also did not expect that the person who took action would be a younger generation, or Jiang Lan, the Holy Son of Taiyi Sect who was well known in Zhongtian Prefecture during this period.

"Sir Jiang Lan, this is just a misunderstanding. My young master has no intention of offending you..." The old man in gray robe said bravely. Generally, he doesn't pay attention to the Taoism of the Immortal Sect, but he doesn't dare to make any excuses when facing the Taiyi Sect.

"No offense intended?"

"Who in Zhongtian Prefecture doesn't know that Zhu Yun is my best friend. Your young master made rude remarks first and then killed people later. Since he thinks no one in Zhongtian Prefecture can cure him, why should he stand up and give it a try?"

The sound of chuckles came from the tall building.

Then, a golden avenue extended, and Jiang Lan stood with his hands behind his back, his steps slow, his robes flying, and he was in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.

The old man in gray robe stared at him, feeling a terrible pressure.

He knew that Jiang Lan was at the seventh level, the same level as himself, but facing such a monster and freak, he had no chance of winning.

"Jiang Lan..." Ling Zhuyun showed joy, and did not refute what Jiang Lan just said that the two were close friends.

At this time, her eyes were full of Jiang Lan, and she didn't notice at all. The man standing in front of him with the sword in front of him trembled slightly, as if he was a little stiff and unnatural.

"Is this the strength of the Holy Son of Taiyi Sect now?"

Jiang Yuheng and Xia Jin had already walked out of the restaurant. At this time, he couldn't help but express surprise. He wanted to take action, but Jiang Lan got there first.

But this was good, it saved him a lot of trouble.

Xia Jin looked at the figure in white clothes who was more refined than snow, but his expression was slightly unnatural, thinking of the scene when he was drunk in the warship.

After so many days, the two met again on such an occasion.

"What will Holy Son Jiang Lan do before he is willing to let my young master go?" the old man in gray robe asked humbly.

In Zhongtian Prefecture, Taiyi Sect is a local snake. Even though they are powerful dragons, they still have to be restrained.

"That's easy, let him abolish his cultivation, then kowtow respectfully a few times in front of Zhu Yun, apologize, and then get out of Zhongtian Prefecture. I will let him go today." Jiang Lan said lightly. A smile.

A look of sullenness appeared on the face of the gray-robed old man.

The blood-clothed young man's expression was even more ugly and humiliating to the extreme, and he said in a hateful voice, "Don't even think about it."

"Did I let you talk?"

Jiang Lan glanced at him, but the golden hand in the sky had not dissipated, and pressed down again. The blood-clothed young man spat out blood with a loud sound, and his breath suddenly weakened.

"stop……"

"Holy Son Jiang Lan, the tree is big and attracts the wind. It is easy to break when it is just over. You have to be merciful and merciful. You are young, why bother to make many enemies for yourself? There is still a long way to go. Although you are powerful now, it does not mean that you can laugh. at last."

"There is heaven outside, and there are people outside the world. There is always a genius in this world who is better than you." The old man in gray robe said with a cold voice, his expression extremely ugly.

Jiang Lan smiled lightly and said, "You don't need to teach me this truth. There are indeed many people in the world who are stronger than me, but you are not among them. For now, I am stronger than you all, and that's enough."

"Kneel down for me too."

After the words fell, the big golden hand in the void solidified again, and seemed to really turn into the hand of the Emperor of Heaven, slapping down towards the gray-robed old man.

"you……"

"It's too much!"

The old man in gray robe was angry, his sleeves bulged, and then he punched with both fists. The divine light was shining brightly, and it seemed as if a large golden seal was about to fly out. At the same time, the appearance of the sky appeared behind him, and it seemed that there were phantoms of mountains appearing, and they were about to fly out. Qi Zhen opened this big golden hand.

Jiang Lan's expression remained as usual and he didn't even move. His eyes were deep and he shouted softly, "Kneel down."

As soon as these words came out, like the constitution of heaven, the void rumbled and trembled, ripples spread, and there seemed to be inexplicable rules between heaven and earth to judge the world.

The old man in gray robe was frightened and angry, his legs were weak, and there seemed to be endless sacred mountains and ancient mountains above his head pressing down on him. He couldn't help but prostrate himself, wanting to kowtow and kneel down.

The next moment, there was just a plop, and his knees hit the ground heavily with a loud noise.

The bluestone-paved street suddenly cracked with terrible cracks, spreading vertically and horizontally, and the scene was shocking.

Everyone around looked at this scene and couldn't help but feel frightened and shocked.

This young man in blood clothes is no match for Jiang Lan. It is easy to understand. After all, his cultivation level is too different.

But this gray-robed old man is also a being in the Seventh Realm. In one word, he just kneels there without dignity.

"The secret art of Taiyi Sect, the power of truth..."

"It is said that when one reaches great attainment in cultivation, one can truly speak the Heavenly Constitution and command the power of the gods." Some of the older generation monks looked amazed and shocked.

"You...damn..."

The blood-clothed young man looked at this scene and was extremely frightened and angry. His protector was now kneeling here, showing no dignity at all. He was surrounded by mocking and sneer eyes, which made him wish he could pass out.

Jiang Lan is still very satisfied with this secret technique, but it is still not as good as the technique of mouthing the Heavenly Constitution in the Confucian ruins in the original plot.

With the Master's Order in his hand, he could explore the Confucian ruins first when he had time.

This blood-clothed young man came from the Blood Family of Dongyuan Prefecture, and must have been involved with the Blood Immortal Sect behind his back. He humiliated Ling Zhuyun in public, most likely because of someone else's instigation, rather than his previous arrogant words.

If you go back and find Song Youwei and ask, you can be sure.

Jiang Lan then waved his robe, and a blur of sword energy appeared, turning into divine light with a pop, piercing the lower abdomen of the blood-clothed young man, and directly breaking his Dantian spiritual sea.

"You, you actually crippled me?" The blood-clothed young man couldn't believe it. He gritted his teeth and his eyes were cold and filled with hatred.

"If you tell me about the person behind you, I might consider sparing your life."

"Where is the descendant of the Blood Immortal Sect now?" Jiang Lan grabbed it casually, and the blood-clothed young man flew over from where he was and was caught in my hand.

The blood-clothed young man was stunned for a moment, looking at Jiang Lan's deep and calm eyes. Then he realized what he was doing and couldn't help but sneered and said, "Haha, you actually saw it..."

"But so what if you can figure it out? As for where the descendants of the Blood Immortal Sect are, I don't know. You need to find them yourself."

As he finished speaking, some kind of restraint seemed to erupt in his body, a bloody halo filled the air, and his limbs swelled.

Jiang Lan wanted to stop him when he saw this, but it seemed that because the restriction was more difficult, he was unable to stop him at the first time. Then he could only watch the blood-clothed young man explode by himself, and the astonishing energy spread, stirring up smoke and dust all over the sky. .

Many monks had no time to resist, and were knocked away by the aftermath. Their energy and blood surged, and many people were also affected and suffered serious injuries.

The gray-robed old man saw his young master blowing himself up, and he knew the consequences of living alone. He did not hesitate and chose to blow himself up. The self-destruction of a seventh-level monk was no small matter.

However, Jiang Lan just flicked his robe, and a terrifying suction force came out from it, transforming the world and covering all the energy that escaped, preventing it from spreading and hurting innocent people.

Many people suddenly looked grateful.

"These people are actually involved with the Blood Immortal Cult?"

Ling Zhuyun protected the female disciples of the Yaochi Sect, and only then did she realize that she had been wondering just now how this person could provoke her so well.

"There is something weird about this person. When his restraint broke out just now, I was able to stop it, but I don't know who blocked it secretly, allowing him to successfully self-destruct..."

Jiang Lan frowned, looking at the terrifying deep pit that appeared on the spot after the smoke and dust dissipated. Almost all the surrounding pavilions were destroyed, and the ruins were in ruins.

Ling Zhuyun showed doubts and said, "Is it possible that there are accomplices of this person around?"

Some time ago, she was often attacked and killed by people from the Blood Immortal Sect, so it was normal for her to be remembered.

Jiang Lan recovered, looked around, and said, "This person is hiding very deep. He should not be far from you and me."

After saying that, his eyes swept over "Ye Yun" not far away, intentionally or unintentionally.

Ling Zhuyun nodded, worry hidden in her eyes.

The conversation between the two was not concealed, and many people heard it at this moment.

Some people were even more indignant and said, "This Blood Immortal Sect is really getting more and more arrogant, and now they dare to commit crimes in front of the world."

Some talented disciples from big sect families came forward and asked if it was necessary to seal the city gate and pull out the Blood Immortal Cult members.

After what happened just now, many people subconsciously regard Jiang Lan as the backbone of the younger generation in Zhongtian Prefecture.

The Blood Immortal Sect is dormant in the dark and may take action at any time, which makes many people feel uneasy.

Even many older generation monks admired and admired Jiang Lan.

"Anqiu City has tens of millions of people. It is not realistic to close the city. We can only be careful on our own or go with others." Jiang Lan gently shook his head.

Everyone sighed slightly, not surprised.

"I wonder what this brother's name is? Thank you for your generous action just now." At this time, Jiang Lan looked at "Ye Yun" and asked with a smile.

Only then did Ling Zhuyun realize that it was this strange man who had stepped forward and acted righteously, and now he opened his mouth lightly and thanked her aloud.

She always felt that she knew this person, but he looked strange.

However, she did not use secret techniques to pry, fearing that the other party would be displeased if they found out. After all, they had just stepped forward to help her.

"My dear, Ye Yun, I have met Holy Son Jiang Lan."

"I just heard the arrogant words of the blood-clothed young master and couldn't stand it, so I stood up without thinking. Now that I came back to my senses, I was a little scared. If the Holy Son Jiang Lan hadn't come forward, I might have died tragically today. This person’s hand.”

"Ye Yun" showed a look of sincerity and fear, and hurriedly cupped his hands, lowering his posture very low.

He didn't mention that he took action because he saw Ling Zhuyun in danger.

Jiang Lan smiled and said, "I didn't expect that Xiongtai is such an upright person who hates evil and has a chivalrous heart. There are not many people like Xiongtai in the world today."

"Ye Yun" immediately waved his hand and said, "Holy Son Jiang Lan has been praised too much, and I am just a reckless person for a while..."

"Anyway, Brother Ye helped Zhu Yun today. I will definitely remember this kindness in my heart. This is my token. If Brother Ye encounters any danger in the future, he can use this to find me. As long as he is in Zhongtian Prefecture On the territory, I can still speak more or less."

Jiang Lan smiled and handed over a jade pendant while speaking.

"Ye Yun" looked hesitant when he heard this, and seemed a little hesitant. However, seeing Jiang Lan's sincere expression with a smile on his face, he gratefully accepted the jade pendant.

"Thank you, Holy Son Jiang Lan."

Everyone here couldn't help but feel envious when they saw this scene.

Many people even hate why they didn't stand up just now. Otherwise, Jiang Lan would appreciate him and hug him. From now on, who in Zhongtian Prefecture won't give him a little favor?

Of course, some people think that this is due to the strength and luck of "Ye Yun". Didn't you see that there was a brave monk just now who was directly slapped into a blood mist with a palm, and his body died and disappeared?

"You don't have to do this. If you want to thank me, I should be the one to thank you." Ling Zhuyun didn't expect that Jiang Lan would give him such a favor so generously, so she couldn't help but whisper.

Jiang Lan smiled nonchalantly and said, "Why are we so clearly divided? Isn't your matter my matter?"

Ling Zhuyun's jade-like face under the gauze was slightly hot, and her crystal ears were also glowing with a few rays of glow. I didn't expect him to say such words in public. Isn't it embarrassing?

After hearing the conversation between the two, "Ye Yun", who took the jade pendant, froze slightly in his hand, which seemed a little unnatural, but he quickly recovered.

Jiang Lan felt a lot of luck surging in Niwan Palace, and couldn't help but smile with interest, seeing that he had received another handful of luck in front of him.

Many young geniuses who admired Ling Zhuyun felt sad in their hearts when they saw this scene.

The goddess in my heart has been captured first. In terms of family background, cultivation strength, appearance and demeanor, there is nothing comparable...

Isn't Jiang Lan the husband of the Empress of Great Xia? Why would a married person still provoke Ling Zhuyun?

"Young and romantic..."

Many older generation monks couldn't help but sigh, remembering that when they were young, the goddess they thought of at that time was also the first to get there...

"Saint Son Jiang Lan..."

At this time, Xia Jin and Jiang Yuheng came over.

The leader, Jiang Yuheng, was the first to say hello. Xia Jin, who followed him, looked a little unnatural.

Jiang Lan seemed to have noticed Xia Jin just now, with surprise in her eyes, and looked at her inquiringly.

Xia Jin looked back with embarrassment and helplessness.

"Elder Jiang, Elder Xia..." "Ye Yun" also saluted the two of them.

"General Xia Jin, do you need to introduce me?" Jiang Lan said with a smile.

Xia Jin smiled bitterly and said, "It was so inconvenient just now that I didn't see Feng Jun for the first time."

Soon, everyone came to the restaurant where Jiang Yuheng and others were just now, and Xia Jin introduced Jiang Yuheng and others to Jiang Lan.

Jiang Lan's followers, Ao Yin, Kong Xuan, Yuan Kong and others, also rushed over.

After refining and controlling the small world of the Helian family, Jiang Lan left Taiyi Sect. Li Mengning was still in seclusion to digest the inheritance of the saint, and would not be able to get out of seclusion for several months.

However, he did not tell too many people about his departure from the Taiyi Sect. He only asked You'er, Ao Yin and others who had returned to the Imperial Capital of Great Xia to come over and join him.

In fact, it has been almost half a day since he arrived at Anqiu City.

If he hadn't seen Ye Ming's disguised "Ye Yun" appear as a hero to save the beauty, he wouldn't have taken action suddenly.

As he expected, Ye Ming disappeared for several months, and he went to hang out with people from the Chen Sect.

And this Jiang Yuheng is the inheritor of the origin of Yuheng, one of the seven stars in the original plot. Now he has refined and mastered the origin of Yuheng, and his cultivation strength cannot be underestimated.

Jiang Lan had already learned about this known information before coming to Anqiu City. Ye Ming's biggest backer now is his cheap senior brother Jiang Chen, the founder of the Chen Sect and the old ghost's superior. An apprentice.

Many years ago, he went to the outside world to help the old ghost find a way to lift the curse of heaven. Unfortunately, he encountered a powerful enemy and was seriously injured. His cultivation level fell to the eighth level.

However, if you rely on many trump cards and means, you still have the qualifications to challenge the Saint.

At the restaurant, Jiang Yuheng showed great enthusiasm for Jiang Lan. Although the two were more than ten years apart, Jiang Yuheng was worthy of his peers.

Jiang Lan could see how much this person wanted to make friends with him.

The current leader of the Chen Sect is Jiang Yuheng's father, but there are several elder brothers above him. It is precisely for this reason that even if Jiang Yuheng is the best among his peers, he can only become an elder of the Chen Sect, not an elder. Young sect leader.

Naturally, he wanted to make friends with himself to get closer to the Taiyi Sect. If he could use this to attract a powerful foreign aid, his status in the Chen Sect would also rise, and he would have the opportunity to compete with several older brothers.

Jiang Lan knew it well and did not point it out. This person had a lot of value for him.

During the conversation, they inevitably talked about the secret realm of the star skeleton that will be born this time.

Jiang Yuheng first asked Jiang Lan's opinion and attitude. When he learned that Jiang Lan was just investigating the matter and did not care much about the origin of the Seven Stars, a smile suddenly appeared on his face and he seemed even more eager.

In his opinion, the Seven Star Origin is a shortcut for people with ordinary talents, and Jiang Lan's own talent is so terrifying that as long as he does not perish, it is certain that he will become a saint in the future.

He himself had already obtained the origin of Yuheng, understood a trace of its true meaning, and used it as a reference to find his own path.

He wanted to get the origin of the seven stars in the secret realm of the stars, and he also wanted to take the opportunity to understand the true meaning.

Jiang Yuheng has great ambitions. He does not want to be an ordinary saint, but a being like the Lord of the Stars who controls the stars.

Therefore, he suggested that after the Secret Realm of Star Bones was released, it would be better to go together so that they could have someone to take care of them.

Jiang Lan readily agreed.

At night, Jiang Yuheng specially spent a lot of money to hold a banquet. The two chatted happily and seemed to be close friends. The banquet did not end until after Haishi.

What happened in Anqiu City during the day had already spread throughout the country, causing all kinds of discussions and sensations.

Deep in the Qingpu Mountains, there is a ruined ruin. Inside the collapsed palace, several bonfires are lit. It is not dim. Several figures are sitting around here, discussing things.

"Xue Wuwang actually died like that..."

"If he fails to succeed, he will fail. He was asked to test the reality of the saint Ling Zhuyun of the Yaochi Sect, and he got himself involved."

"It can only be said that he is unlucky, but he happened to meet Jiang Lan. It seems that the reputation of this young person in Zhongtianzhou is not just nonsense."

"I hope you won't ruin your master's important matter. This saint girl of the Yaochi Sect is not that easy to catch. It is really difficult to get her blood essence."

"After all, she is the Spiritual Holy Body. After growing to this point, her strength cannot be underestimated..."

"It seems that we can only wait for the Lord to take action in person. If the ancestor can successfully revive this time, who in the land of Jiuzhou dares to disobey my orders?"

These figures were all talking in low voices. There were many flags on the ground beside them, and the light was shining, covering the place and isolating it to prevent anyone from hearing.

On the other side, in the guest room of the inn in Anqiu City, "Ye Yun" also casually held up a few flags and placed them around to ensure that no one could pry into his secrets.

The jade pendant he got from Jiang Lan during the day was thrown on the table by him at this moment.

"Old ghost, is there anything wrong with this jade pendant? If I destroy it or throw it away, will Jiang Lan notice something abnormal about me?" Ye Ming asked in a deep voice.

A faint figure was entrenched in the mid-air. Hearing this, he smiled faintly and said, "This jade pendant seems fine, but that Jiang Lan has a deep mind and is as cunning as a demon. There must be something wrong with what he gave you..."

Ye Ming's face was ugly, and he clenched his fists and said, "This guy is really haunted."

The old ghost comforted him, "But this time you changed your appearance, you used the strange things of heaven and earth to transform into fruits. It is said to be strange fruits from the depths of chaos. It has the effect of deceiving the secrets of heaven. My disciple Jiang Chen is also the same." I am willing to give this good thing to you, even if I am a saint, I may not be able to see your true identity, so you don’t have to be so nervous and worried."

"This time, he may not recognize you."

"That would be great if that's the case."

Ye Ming took a deep breath, he almost had a psychological shadow.

Jiang Lan could almost always recognize him every time he changed his appearance. He really didn't know that there was something special about him that made Jiang Lan recognize him easily.