That's What Villains Are Like

"People from heaven?"

At this time, it was not just this Tianjiao ancient battlefield that was causing a storm.

Even the ancient traditions and forces from the outside world who were watching the situation here were shocked.

Many ancient beings suddenly stood up, their eyes shining brightly, staring at the scene in Tianjiao Ancient Battlefield through secret methods.

"How can it be……"

"Xuan'er is an unparalleled genius of our Pan clan. At the age of early twenties, he was about to reach the level of ancient power, enough to compete with the leader of the great religion, but he was severely injured by the other party's look."

Several ancient figures from the Pan clan couldn't believe their eyes.

"The ancient battlefield of Tianjiao is the manifestation of the will of the gods. If the bones are not up to standard, even the supreme and heavenly beings will never come. This mysterious man in white is definitely only in his twenties."

"This is too amazing. Could it be that the heaven is immortal?"

"Our Yitian Realm is also a famous realm among the heavens. I have never heard of such a terrifying genius in other worlds."

The other ancient figures from the Taoist ethnic groups were shocked and in disbelief.

Pan Xuan's talent is unique among the rest of the world, and few can match it.

This is also the reason why he can easily sweep across the invincible ranks of his peers in Yitian Realm.

"impossible……"

"According to ancient rumors, the heaven has long since collapsed and ceased to exist. It is impossible for you to have descended from the heaven."

Pan Xuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared at Jiang Lan, his tone containing unprecedented solemnity and fear.

He never thought that one day he would encounter such a terrifying enemy. Just a look could cause him to suffer such heavy injuries.

And this is just an incarnation of its arrival here.

What would happen if the real body came?

At this moment, the surroundings fell into deathly silence.

All the young geniuses and creatures in Yitian Realm could not help but tremble slightly, feeling sincere trembling and fear.

"The ancient heaven has collapsed, but a new heaven is about to be born, and I will be the future master of the heaven."

Jiang Lan put his hands slightly behind his back and stood quietly in the void, looking at the creatures in this world with a superior overlooking and casualness.

"The future Lord of Heaven?"

Hearing this, Pan Xuan and the many monks and creatures around him once again felt huge waves in their hearts.

"The future heaven, that is the land of Tianyuan, actually comes from the land of Tianyuan..."

"The Land of Heaven's Origin is the source and beginning of the Heaven Realm. Since the last great catastrophe of heaven and earth, the Land of Heaven's Origin has disappeared, and even heavenly beings cannot find its location."

"Let alone heavenly beings, even the world lord cannot set foot in the land of Tianyuan."

"The ancient prophecy has reappeared, the land of Tianyuan has reappeared, and the heaven is about to be reorganized."

Many ancient figures outside this Tianjiao ancient battlefield couldn't help but feel trembling, and their voices were trembling.

The rumors turned out to be true. After the Tianjiao Ancient Battlefield was born, the worlds would usher in a terrible catastrophe. The will of the heavens would revive, plunder the nutrients of the worlds, and reorganize the heavens.

And by that time, all the worlds will be exhausted in advance, the five declines of heaven and humans will come in advance, and the world master will also decline as the origin of the world's heavenly heart is exhausted.

"I don't care where you come from, the tombs of the Ancient Emperor cannot be taken away by you."

Pan Xuan calmed down his shocked mind and his eyes darkened.

Ignoring the astonished looks of everyone around him, he sat upright on the spot. An ancient chanting sound came from his Dantian, like angry waves beating high in the sky, or like a volcano rumbling about to erupt, deep and surging. , heart palpitating.

One after another, ancient runes rushed out of his dantian, far more terrifying than the previous ones. They were as vast as the vastness, and there was a kind of oppression like the sky overturning and the earth sinking.

"Is Xuan'er going to use that method?"

"No, the time is not yet ripe, he will suffer backlash."

Outside the Tianjiao Ancient Battlefield, the ancient figures of the Pan clan who were in tremors suddenly changed their expressions when they saw Pan Xuan's move.

Many members of the same clan were even more anxious and worried, wanting to stop him.

But this Tianjiao ancient battlefield does not exist in the time and space of Yitian Realm. The current scene is just a reflection. They cannot intervene or stop it at all.

"The seed of creation..."

Looking at this scene, Panjun'er's cold eyes were obviously filled with coldness and hatred.

The seed of creation, as the name suggests, can breed the infinite truth of creation in the world.

In the ancient legend of the Yitian Realm, there is a True Lord of Creation who relied on this object to finally break through and become the master of a realm, and created a vast world called the Kingdom of Creation God.

When she was born, she was accompanied by a seed of creation. If there were no accidents, as long as she continued to grow smoothly, she would definitely become a person beyond the supreme in the future, and might even reach the level of the true king of creation.

It can be said that, like Pan Xuan, she is the most brilliant genius of the Pan clan's generation.

Pan Xuan was born with the true blood of the ancestors of the Pan clan, and later with the help of several ancestors, he gave birth to the God Eye. As long as he does not die unexpectedly, his future achievements will not be lower than hers.

But who knows, several senior ancestors of the Pan clan discussed it and felt that two geniuses with similar talents were in the same family, and there would be inevitable competition in the future.

Even if a lot of resources are poured into it, it may not be able to bring the family into a more glorious era.

So it’s better to sacrifice one to fulfill the other.

Pan Xuan's father was the most beloved son of the head of the Pan clan, so it was naturally impossible to sacrifice Pan Xuan to fulfill her wish.

So she, who was born in a side line of the family, became the victim. The seed of creation she was born with was taken away by several ancestors of the family, and was eventually transplanted into Panxuan's body.

The Pan clan plans to devote the entire family's resources to cultivating Pan Xuan, so that he can surpass his ancestors, break through the realm master in the future, and lead the Pan clan to become the first ethnic group in the Yitian world.

Pan Yun'er was deprived of the seed of creation, and all his cultivation levels were abolished.

She had only one way to die, but thanks to her parents' desperate escort, she was finally taken away from the Pan clan.

Without her talent, she has no value at all to the Pan clan and does not pose a threat.

The Pan clan paid no attention to her final life and death.

But who would have thought that she was lucky enough to be adopted by the strange doctor-in-law of Lao Canshan, who not only cured her injuries, but also gave her a chance to practice cultivation again.

After leaving Laocan Mountain, she joined the Guanghan Immortal Sect, which is as famous as the Pan clan. Relying on the seed of creation that successfully achieved nirvana, she firmly took the lead, overpowering all her fellow disciples, and became the Fairy Jun who was famous throughout Tianzhou.

Boom! ! !

The mist of light was billowing, and the place where Panxuan sat cross-legged seemed to have turned into a pure land of life. There were bright lights spraying out, wisps and pieces, crystal clear and gorgeous, containing a sense of creation.

In the mist of light, various scenes were being interpreted and created, and eventually turned into a steaming river of all things.

Pan Xuan's aura continued to rise, like a wild beast coming out of its gate, violent and turbulent, and the whole earth seemed to be trembling with his breathing.

Everyone was shocked by this sight.

Panxuan, who was sitting cross-legged there, looked like a creation god, with his hair flying, and his naked upper body covered with various ancient symbols, shining like stars and accompanied by clanking sounds.

Those symbols continued to reorganize, turning into real treasures and magic weapons, such as swords, guns, swords and halberds, like a real river of weapons, and then they all flew towards Jiang Lan, overwhelming the sky and completely submerging the sky.

"The true meaning of creation..."

"It seems that you have received a good fortune."

Jiang Lan did not stop him, but looked at Pan Xuan with an admiring and appreciative look.

In the eyes of many monks and creatures, his expression was like a hunter's joy at meeting his prey.

"What about people coming from heaven?"

"You are just a ray of incarnation. Today I want to tell the world that I, Panxuan, am invincible in the Yitian world."

Pan Xuan stood up, and the river of all things surged above his head. All kinds of horrific scenes were performed every moment, which was very shocking.

"Knowing the gap between you and me, you still dare to attack me. You are very brave."

"If you kneel down piously and surrender to me, I may be willing to accept you as a servant and fight for me in the future." Jiang Lan still had his hands behind his back, his attitude was casual and aloof.

If he had said this just now, it would certainly have made people feel extremely arrogant, but now it sounds like a kind of recognition in everyone's ears, with a completely different meaning.

"No one in this world can make me, Pan Xuan, surrender." Pan Xuan shouted coldly, his hair flying wildly.

The mighty river of weapons suddenly flooded in front of Jiang Lan. Pan Xuan's aura was several times more powerful than before.

"boom!!!"

Jiang Lan finally raised his hand, and with just one blow, the sky was rioted.

Dense firelight shot into the sky, and an immortal phoenix appeared with wings spread out. Thousands of firelights drooped from its wings. Its eyes were unruly, filled with a sense of dignity and pride that was superior to all living beings.

With a chirping sound, the immortal phoenix opened its mouth and spat out, and the fire light turned into a splendid river of stars, flooding the long river of weapons with even greater power.

This kind of fluctuation is extremely terrifying, just like a mythical fairy phoenix alive in the world, with its wings spanning the sky and the earth. Just by spreading its wings, the sky is plunged into absolute darkness.

All the geniuses and creatures on this ancient battlefield were trembling, trembling and frightened.

"It's really possible that he is a real young saint..."

"How on earth is this done?"

Many people's voices trembled, and they could no longer describe this terrifying oppression in words. They felt like their bodies were going to explode and their scalps were numb.

Pan Xuan roared angrily, with blood dripping from the corners of his mouth. He used all his methods. In the abdomen of his Dantian, the seed of creation revived, spurting out immeasurable light, with endless life essence pouring in.

There was even a roaring sound of wind and thunder between the heaven and the earth, and the order of the heaven and the earth and the wave of spiritual energy converged towards him.

The river of all things is rioting, and the river of weapons that has been evaporated by the Immortal Phoenix True Fire appears again.

Along with it, a mysterious long river appeared again, with ancient ferocious beasts roaring in it, like an ancient and vast primitive land, with ferocious beasts circling and thousands of races contending.

This is a method derived from the Seed of Creation. The fierce soldiers and beasts that once appeared in the world seemed to come to life and became Pan Xuan's killing move.

Between the heaven and the earth, various hazy strands of light fell down, shrouding him and making his body even taller. At this moment, it surpassed ten thousand feet and seemed to tower above the clouds.

"The seed of creation, ranked eighth among the top ten divine objects in the world..."

Jiang Lan's eyes were strange, and he had already recognized Pan Xuan's talent. If he wanted to exert the power of the Seed of Creation, he needed to at least enter the eighth realm, and use the power of heaven and earth to water it, so that all kinds of wonderful scenes between heaven and earth could be performed. Appear.

The so-called creation is actually creation. Various means are created according to the rules of heaven and earth. The more advanced the cultivation level is and the deeper the understanding of the avenue of heaven and earth, the more terrifying the power that the seed of creation can exert.

Later, use the seeds of creation as roots to open up a small world of your own.

This kind of small world is far more powerful than the small world opened by ordinary saints. With the seed of creation as the foundation, it can more easily jump to the middle thousand world.

Boom! ! !

Jiang Lan raised his arms, took the initiative to reach out his big hand, and grabbed Pan Xuan. In an instant, dense chains of order appeared between heaven and earth.

He drew the ground as a prison, covering the sky and earth where Panxuan was, as if it had become a cave, covering him in it.

The long river of all things is burning, a river of ferocious soldiers is entangled, and another river of ferocious beasts is contending, trying to break free.

At the same time, Pan Xuan was also shouting, and the light in his belly became brighter and brighter. It seemed that a dense mist of light could be seen rising and falling in it, and traces of the divine power of creation filled the air.

Under Jiang Lan's probing hand, his appearance continued to shrink and disintegrate. It seemed to be reaching outside the territory, but it quickly became smaller.

In the end, Jiang Lan's palm grew bigger and bigger, as if it had become a real palm holding the sky, and all life had become ants and dust between the palms. This scene was shocking.

Just one collision caused Pan Xuan to cough up blood, his whole body was shaken, and he had no idea how many bones were broken.

Jiang Lan's big hand directly shattered the river of all things, and the river of weapons he evolved could not have any influence on him at all.

The gap in cultivation between the two is too big. An ordinary eighth-level monk would definitely have been defeated by Pan Xuan.

"It seems that there is something strange in this ancient battlefield. The means of protection left by the group behind you are not effective and have been suppressed."

Jiang Lan spoke calmly and clapped his big hand. It was like a towering mountain falling from the air and hitting Pan Xuan. He groaned miserably. He was instantly knocked down and smashed into the ground, stirring up smoke, dust and gravel all over the sky. .

Everyone watching this scene was frightened and their scalps were numb.

"very scary……"

Pan Yun'er couldn't help but feel a little hair standing on end.

The Jiang Lan in front of Mingming looked otherworldly and aloof, like a living immortal, but his methods were extremely powerful and fierce. This kind of power was suffocating, and he didn't know how to compete.

"You also have the aura of the Seed of Creation."

Suddenly, Jiang Lan turned around and stared at Panyun'er with a pair of deep eyes. There was no wave in the ancient well, and there was a meaning that she couldn't understand.

In just a moment, Panyun'er felt as if she was being targeted by a terrifying ancient beast. Cold sweat appeared on her back, soaking her clothes, and she couldn't even move.

The momentum alone suppressed her from moving.

"Don't even think about trying to trick my wife."

At this time, an angry shout came, and Tang Mu, who had been recovering from his injuries in the distance, finally came to his senses.

He was not afraid of Jiang Lan's power. When he saw that he was staring at Pan Yun'er with "malintentions", he immediately shouted and rushed over desperately.

"Wife?"

Jiang Lan seemed a little surprised, and glanced at him, and then the strange look in his eyes became more intense. He was another son of luck, and the degree of his luck was no weaker than that of Pan Yun'er in front of him.

"If I'm not mistaken, this girl is still a perfect virgin. When did she have a husband?" Jiang Lan let out a faint smile.

"There is a relationship between me and her, which is the order of my parents and the words of a matchmaker."

Tang Mu looked at him with vigilance and vigilance, and said, "Then she is naturally my wife. This is a fact that no one can change."

"Tang Mu, shut up."

Pan Yun'er's expression had always been cold, but at this moment, she couldn't help but have a blush on her face, and shouted with some shame and anger.

After all, she was only in her early twenties. Although she was called a fairy by the world, Jiang Lan said that she was a virgin in front of others, which still made her face feel hot.

"So what if the woman I like is married to you?"

Jiang Lan laughed as if he didn't care, and then waved his hand as if he was swatting away an annoying fly.

Tang Mu felt like he was hit by a towering mountain and couldn't escape at all. He let out a painful groan and flew away in an instant.

When Panjun'er saw this, although she wanted to say something, Jiang Lan was right in front of her and she still didn't dare to offend him with words.

As powerful as Pan Xuan, even though he was using all means, even if he was not afraid of the backlash from the seed of creation, he was still in Jiang Lan's hands, unable to withstand a single blow.

Who can resist him on this ancient battlefield of Tianjiao?

"Since you don't want to surrender, then I will destroy you."

Jiang Lan looked down at the smoke-filled sky, and with a casual move, Pan Xuan, who had been smashed deep into the ground and covered in blood, flew towards him uncontrollably.

The whole figure seemed to be grasped by an invisible invisible hand, held in mid-air, unable to move.

"Xuan'er..."

Outside the Tianjiao Ancient Battlefield, the expressions of many old antiques from the Pan clan changed dramatically, and they were both angry and worried.

"Xuan'er can't have any accidents. He is our Pan Clan's greatest hope. If he dies in the Tianjiao Ancient Battlefield, our Pan Clan will have no room to recover from this catastrophe."

Many people are full of worries, but they can only act anxiously and cannot affect things in the Tianjiao Ancient Battlefield at all.

Pan Xuan coughed up a mouthful of blood and was seriously injured. Since he was born, he has never tasted defeat, let alone what his opponent is, but today, he finally realized what despair and powerlessness are.

"Why are you so strong..."

His hair was disheveled, his face was covered with blood, and his voice sounded weaker than ever before.

"Your question really stopped me."

"I am destined to rule all worlds and billions of time and space in the future, and establish a new heaven and order."

"I am the future Emperor of Heaven, born invincible."

Jiang Lan put his hands behind his back, and as he spoke, the sky rumbled, as if a great avenue was responding, and thousands of ways were resonating with it. Gorgeous golden lotuses bloomed, and various wonders of heaven and earth were reflected.

Everyone was stunned by the sight and words, and were speechless.

"The future Emperor of Heaven will be born invincible..."

Pan Xuan couldn't help but froze for a moment, muttering these words, feeling a belief that he was invincible.

With me alone, all the geniuses in this vast universe will be reduced to green leaves as a foil, and become fireflies competing with the bright moon.

"If I don't surrender, will I die..."

Pan Xuan could no longer think of any resistance, and for the first time he felt a strong bitterness in his mouth.

"You will feel honored to follow me today." Jiang Lan's tone was calm and unhurried.

Pan Xuan was stunned for a moment again, and then a bright light appeared in his eyes. He stood up in the void, bowed his hands and said, "Pan Xuan, I am willing to follow you, sir."

"After the battlefield of the heavens opens, if you can enter the palace of the heavens, you may be able to see my true body in the future."

Jiang Lan raised his hand a little, and a glistening light of blood sank directly into the center of Xiang Panxuan's eyebrows.

"Yes, sir."

Pan Xuan knew what the method was, so he relaxed and did not resist.

Seeing this scene, there was an uproar and shock all around and even outside the Tianjiao ancient battlefield.

Many ancient figures of the Pan tribe had wonderful expressions on their faces. Some had gloomy faces, some had ugly eyes, but in the end they could only sigh.

If Pan Xuan refuses, there will be only a dead end. If it is not necessary, who wants to become someone else's follower?

Jiang Lan was actually a little surprised that he would come to Fang Yi Heavenly Realm and encounter this incident.

Without the existence of the Heaven-Bearing Monument and the Realm of Dao Fruit, with his current cultivation level, it would be impossible to bring the Tianzi Temple as a spatial node like this.

Unless you have the strength of a saint.

Nowadays, in the vast worlds of all parties, the ancient battlefield of Tianjiao has appeared, which means that the next battlefield of the heavens will also come.

According to his memory, once the battlefield of the heavens comes, it will be the turmoil of the world, the beginning of the catastrophe, and it will also be the beginning of the recovery of the will of the Nine Provinces and the first plunder of the nutrients of the heavens.

Of course, for the world of heavens, this is the beginning of this catastrophe.

The will of the heavens will not directly plunder the nutrients of all the worlds. The way of heaven pays attention to checks and balances. After the first catastrophe is over, there will be a period of cessation of the catastrophe. During this period, the will of the heavens will emerge on the battlefield of the heavens in order to feed back these worlds.

The geniuses who enter the battlefield of the heavens represent the world behind them, compete for the fate of the heavens, and gain the recognition of the will of the heavens.

If you can obtain the will of the heavens, you can even enter the reorganized heaven, that is, set foot on the land of Kyushu.

Although this Yitian Realm is not one of the strongest in the world, it can become his chess piece in the future.

"Pan Xuan actually chose to surrender..."

"With his character, it's really surprising."

In this ancient Tianjiao battlefield, many young Tianjiao were deeply shocked and surprised. They did not expect that the result would be like this.

Pan Yun'er was no exception. She originally thought that Pan Xuan would fight to the death, but in a certain way, this was enough to illustrate Pan Xuan's despair and Jiang Lan's strength.

But if this is the case, her next situation will be dangerous.

"I don't know the grudge between this girl and your Pan clan, but she is of great use to me. I don't want anything to happen to her before I see her next time."

At this time, Jiang Lan seemed to know what Panjun'er was thinking. He turned around and looked at her, speaking in a casual tone.

Hearing this, Panyun'er was startled.

"Don't worry, sir. This is an internal matter within our Pan clan. We will definitely not do anything to sister Jun'er." Pan Xuan was also stunned, but quickly recovered and replied.

"Jun'er? It's a good name."

Jiang Lan seemed to smile faintly, then raised his hand and Panyun'er suddenly felt like he was flying towards Jiang Lan uncontrollably.

Her appearance changed drastically, and the cold air rose sharply. She was about to struggle and resist, but she saw one of her slender and bright wrists being grabbed. A hazy light flashed past and quickly merged into it and disappeared.

"This is?"

She was stunned again.

"This is my mark. Having this mark means that you are mine. From now on in the vast universe, no one will dare to touch you with this mark."

Jiang Lan smiled faintly, ignoring Tang Mu's angry gaze from a distance that almost burst into flames.

If Tang Mu is the ruler of the Yitian Realm, then Panyun'er should be his destined person, that is to say, his destined heroine.

In the realm of the vast world, the richness of luck should be enough for him to water and mature the Fruit of Fate to the final stage.