That's What Villains Are Like

"You are quite confident..."

All the clan elders in the meeting hall fell into a brief silence because of Luo Guyun's words.

After a while, Murong Qiutang, who was the first to react, shook his head slightly. Although he was a little moved, he was also a little helpless.

After all, Luo Guyun was young, so it was normal to have such a proud mentality, but he simply couldn't understand the concept of counterattacking and killing the saint with the Eighth Realm cultivation level.

I am afraid that in tens of thousands of years, or even longer, there will be no more incredible monsters like the Young Leader of the Immortal Alliance.

Before him, there was no such record even in ancient books. Even if it were recorded, no one would dare to believe it.

This kind of talent has reached a point where even classics dare not record it.

But everyone in this life is lucky enough to witness and experience it.

"Aunt Qiutang, forget it if you don't believe it..."

Luo Guyun shook his head. Only he knew how magical the space inside the mysterious jade pendant was.

What do monks lack most? In fact, it is not resources and talents, but lifespan and time.

For him, life span and time are the least important things to consider. For other geniuses, it takes years or decades to master a skill.

For him, he could spend thousands of years learning and controlling it in that mysterious space, but the outside world would only pass by for one breath.

With such an innate advantage, how can other geniuses compare with him?

If he really wants to catch up, there is no genius in this world who can be more evil than him.

"Unless a saint can be born in the Murong family, the current situation cannot be solved."

Murong Qiutang sighed softly. She also knew Luo Guyun's kindness, and she was really touched. After all, he had been hiding for so many years, and today he was suddenly exposed for her own sake. This feeling made her very happy.

But now it's not just the Murong family that is like this, it's also the entire Kaixing Realm's ethnic groups and forces.

If you want to continue to stand firm in the coming chaos, you must find a strong backer.

No matter how talented Luo Guyun is, can he make Yingzhao Dojo stop and call a truce? Can he be afraid of him?

"Then if Aunt Qiutang insists on going, can I go with her?"

Luo Guyun felt helpless, but since he had promised his father that he would take care of and protect this "mother" in name, he could only try his best to find a way to stay with her so that if an accident happened, he would have a way to deal with it. .

Murong Qiutang didn't want to let down Luo Guyun's good intentions, so he hesitated a little and agreed.

As Luo Guyun's stepmother, she actually didn't get to know him well. This time she rushed to Gouchen Palace to bring the relationship between mother and son closer.

On the other hand, Luo Guyun can also be allowed to see the world. He has been living in Gusu City and does not go out to explore. It is difficult to guarantee that he will be too high-spirited and arrogant, and he will suffer in the future.

The Murong family quickly responded to ancestor Murong Yanqing who was far away in Luwu Mountain.

Murong Qiutang, the Queen of Mando, did not delay and set off as soon as she was ready.

Soon, a luxurious chariot, pulled by three relic beasts, soared into the sky from Gusu City, rushing through the sky with lightning speed and roaring, rushing towards the ancient star of life where Lu Wu Mountain was located.

"According to the traces, the last members of the Shi clan should have fled here..."

"After all these years, there should be some clues. It turns out that he escaped to this world. It's really hard to find."

At the same time, on Mantuo Ancient Star, on an unknown mountain, several figures in ancient clothes, with hoods on their faces, holding a simple compass, were whispering and communicating.

On the ancient compasses in their hands, threads of law flow, causing the surrounding time and space to blur and distort, as if they can easily change the surrounding magnetic field and change the flow of time.

These people were obviously deducing something, making the time and space in front of them blurry, and they could glimpse traces and scenes of the past.

Finally, in the sky above the ancient compass, the flow of time and space was turbulent, and the blurry scene began to become clear.

A scene of a middle-aged man in ragged clothes but elegant bearing, walking through an ancient city with a little boy, could be seen in a flash.

These people stared at this scene, their breathing became obviously violent, and their eyes were hot.

"There should be no mistake. This person is the servant of the Saint of the Time Clan. The heir of the Saint of the Time Clan was secretly taken away by him..."

The voice of one of them trembled slightly, he was very excited, and a faint golden substance flowed from his eyes, making the surrounding time and space blur and tremble.

But the next moment, it seemed that the physical body in front of him could not bear some kind of power. There was an explosion sound from his body, and then, amid the exclamations of several peers, it turned into powder with a bang and disappeared in an instant.

"Be careful to hide your aura and don't get excited. The will of this world is always suppressing stowaways like us."

The other people hurriedly held their breath and suppressed their own aura fluctuations, not daring to be as blatant as before.

Then, they carefully restrained their auras and traced the scene that appeared on the ancient compass. Then they went to the nearest ancient city and began to inquire about the whereabouts of the middle-aged man and the little boy in the scene.

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In Gouchen Palace, deep inside the clan, Jiang Lan sat cross-legged on a platform quietly, and wisps of light fell down, drowning his figure.

He sorted out the gains in cultivation and strength during this period, and was always paying attention to the changes in the Chongming egg in the small world. The vitality in it became more and more vigorous, conveying a sense of intimacy towards him at all times.

He estimated that in less than half a month, little Chongming would be able to break out of the egg.

"After Gouchen's true blood was refined, Gouchen's divine form was a bit beyond my expectation, but it should be more than enough to guard Xitianmen for now."

Jiang Lan's thoughts moved slightly, and in the extreme west of the small world, there was a sudden rumbling sound, like the sky was opening. One layer after another, the majestic and solemn fairy palace towers rose from the ground, like the ancient heaven, surrounded by clouds and mist, standing tall in the sky. There is a grandeur and depth in it.

On the majestic West Heaven Gate, a vague shadow of a god can be seen emerging. He is handsome and majestic, like a unicorn or a dragon, with wings spread out on his back like clouds hanging from the sky. In his pale golden pupils, there is a sense of overlooking the vicissitudes of life. indifferent.

After condensing the divine form of Gouchen and shaping Xitianmen, Jiang Lan clearly felt that the destiny between heaven and earth was gathering and surging, rushing towards him at all times.

He seemed to have truly become the darling of heaven and earth, the center of the world, favored by fate, and blessed by heaven.

After staying in Gouchen Palace for less than three days, he used the power of his mind to refine his soul and mana many times, condense the West Tianmen and Nantianmen, and absorb the Dao Fruit of the Realm from the plane of time and space. Various energy substances have transformed the small world again based on its original form.

During this period, he also survived two heavenly tribulations one after another, and his cultivation reached the fifth step of the Eighth Tribulation Bridge Realm, one step closer to the realm of supreme power.

This is the benefit brought by luck.

Whatever his heart desires, everything goes smoothly, as if God has opened a back door for him.

This feeling is very strange, the whole world seems to exist because of him.

Jiang Lan even felt that at this speed, he might be able to become a saint before the world changes drastically.

Such a speed of cultivation made him feel a little incredible.

"Currently, no one in the circle can pose a threat to me."

Jiang Lan stood up and left the Gouchen Palace clan. Xu Xin, the master of Gouchen Palace and others who had been waiting outside for many days, came forward to report what had happened in the past few days.

The Immortal League's several Eighth Realm Great Masters who came with him this time also reported on the situation in the Star Realm.

The Immortal Alliance has sent the remaining elders of the Taiyi Sect to take over the control of the Chongxing Domain. Among them are clan members Jiang Lan is familiar with, including several elders of the Li family.

However, several elders of the Li family were busy taking over the affairs there and did not come to see him.

Jiang Lan didn't care much about this.

"Lu Wushan, who opened the Star Realm, sent an elder here yesterday and wanted to see the young leader, but we declined on the grounds that the young leader was in seclusion."

"Currently, the people from Lu Wushan are waiting in Gouchen Palace. I wonder if the Young Leaguers want to see them?"

Xu Xin, the master of Gouchen Palace, remembered another thing and opened his mouth to report it.

"Lu Wushan lost to Yingzhao Dojo, and retreat is inevitable. Now the only way to have a chance of survival is to join the Immortal Alliance." Jiang Lan was not surprised.

He knew that there was still a trace of Lu Wu's soul sealed in Lu Wu Mountain. With this support, Lu Wu Mountain would have the confidence to resist even if it encountered an attack by a saint.

But confidence is confidence. Once Lu Wushan sacrifices Lu Wu's soul, it will not be far from destruction.

The deterrence of this kind of thing always lies in the time it has not yet been sacrificed.

"Let them wait first. Lu Wushan just sent the elders here. It seems that his sincerity is not enough."

Jiang Lan thought for a moment and waved his hand, not intending to receive Lu Wushan's visitor.

In addition to him, Yingzhao Dojo is now also eyeing Lu Wushan's soul.

If he wants to condense Dongtianmen in the small world, he must rely on this ray of Lu Wu's soul.

But now that Lu Wushan's life and death are not yet at stake, the other party will definitely not hand over this ray of Lu Wu's soul to him easily.

Xu Xin stepped back after hearing this, and then ordered the other elders of Gouchen Palace to reveal the news that Jiang Lan was still in retreat to the people from Lu Wushan.

As long as the person coming from Lu Wushan is not stupid, he can guess what Jiang Lan means.

"Young leader, is there any news from Miss Chu Chan?"

After Jiang Lan came out from the depths of the Gouchen Palace Clan, Hanjing also came up to him and asked for relevant news expectantly.

"Chu Chan should have arrived at your hometown ancestral star soon. If she sees your husband, she will reply. As of now, she probably hasn't seen him yet." Jiang Lan waved his hand.

Hanjing was a little disappointed when he heard this.

Jiang Lan had actually gotten news from Chu Chan. Chu Chan had already arrived at Hanjing's hometown, but she didn't see her husband Zhou Yuan. Instead, she got some news.

Zhou Yuan once showed up at the Zhou family and helped the Zhou family solve some problems. Then he went to Hanjing's family and inquired about her whereabouts.

During this period, Hanjing's tribe also contacted her through the Jade Talisman, but there was no response.

After that, the man named Zhou Yuan waited for three days in Hanjing's family and left with regrets.

According to the guesses of Hanjing's tribe, Hanjing is probably far away from the Sifang Star Territory. Perhaps the distance is too far, so the jade talisman cannot contact him.

Of course, Hanjing's soul lamp left in the clan has never been extinguished, indicating that she is still alive.

Zhou Yuan never gave up the idea of ​​looking for Hanjing.

After Jiang Lan learned the news, he did not let Chu Chan come back. Instead, he asked her to continue rushing to Yingzhao Dojo.

As a former god, the value left by Yingzhao is immeasurable.

It is said to be a remnant, but it is actually not much different from a complete physical body.

As for Zhou Yuan, who had obtained Yingzhao's transformation, he could quickly grow to an extremely terrifying level in a short period of time. Even if he were allowed to control some of the vast power, it would not be comparable to that of a saint, but it would be close.

However, if you want to completely subdue Yingzhao's will, you need at least the existence of the same level to suppress and help.

That's why Zhou Yuan ordered Yingzhao Dojo to attack Lu Wushan and ask for Lu Wu's soul.

Jiang Lan intended to let Lu Wushan and Yingzhao Dojo have a fight to the death first. He just took advantage of it. With Hanjing in hand, he was not afraid that Zhou Yuan would not give in when the time came.

In the following days, Jiang Lan paid attention to the changes in the Chongming Egg in the small world, and had no time to pay attention to Lu Wushan's visitor.

He originally estimated that the Chongming egg would hatch in at least seven days, but the vitality inside it became more and more vigorous, and the slightest cracks had already appeared on the egg.

At this rate, Chongming chicks will hatch in less than three days.

Jiang Lan was willing to give it up. During the period, he used his own essence and blood to nurture him and allowed Chongming's egg to absorb it. The sense of intimacy that came from it was also stronger, as if there was a childish voice calling him, calling him master.

"Once the Chongming eggs are hatched, the young Chongming birds will, according to their nature, find various sacred wood materials to build a Chongming nest. This nest can gather the spirit of the sun and the moon of heaven and earth. Through this spirit of the sun and the moon, I just happen to It can condense the great sun and make the small world more perfect."

Jiang Lan had other plans in mind.

As the day when the Chongming egg breaks out of its shell gets closer, a layer of faint golden light has begun to permeate its surface, even floating in the small world, filled with strands of scorching essence, like a blazing little sun. Same.

"Chongming is indeed the god who guarded the gate of heaven in ancient heaven. When he was about to be born, there was a big wave of luck gathering from somewhere."

Jiang Lan could clearly feel the majestic luck flowing towards Chongming Egg like a river bursting its banks.

During this period, even he received feedback. The faint golden light fell from the Niwan Palace, illuminating the deep and dark space in a gorgeous and bright way.

When he raised his hand, there was a buzzing sound, tearing the void in front of him, then turned into a ray of divine light, and stepped towards the outside of the domain.

At the same time, he opened up the small world and allowed the Chongming Egg inside to absorb the vast spiritual energy and the majestic Tao Yun spiritual machine in the star field.

This terrifying momentum, like a whale swallowing an elephant, immediately caused a rumble in the depths of the star field, and large swaths of nebulae were pushed forward and gathered together.

In Gouchen Star Territory, many Eighth Realm experts were immediately alarmed and couldn't help but cast their gaze outside the territory, extremely shocked.

In their perception, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in that place was actually rioting, as if it had been absorbed by some kind of tyrannical life force, and was constantly becoming thinner.

After just a few breaths, the spiritual energy in that star field became thinner, and then a clear cry resounded, like a divine bird coming to the world, shaking the nine heavens.