When the Villain Become a Protagonist

A desolate suburb.

"Marshal, are there any ruins? Why have we been searching for so many days, there is no sign of any ruins!"

The soldiers under Qin Batian's hands were constantly complaining. After searching here for five days, they only found piles of stones. Besides, even some birds and beasts are hard to see!

"Don't worry, everyone. Generally, there will be some visions when the ruins are born. We can observe them carefully." Qin Batian hurriedly comforted everyone.

In fact, he has no bottom in his heart, because after several days of observation, he found that this place is not like a place with ruins, but he has promised his majesty, so he had to bite the bullet and continue to look for it.

"No need to look for it, there is nothing left here at all."

"Who is pretending to be a ghost! Have the ability to come out!"

The sudden sound in the sky completely angered Qin Batian's guards, and they suddenly shouted, as if they were about to vent their anger over the past few days.

What caught them off guard was that a large group of people suddenly appeared in the sky, and their lowest cultivation base was the early stage of the cavernous period!

Headed by a handsome-looking man, the blood lotus logo on the man's forehead added a touch of mystery and nobility to him.

Seeing him wave his hand, the people behind him immediately dispersed, surrounding Qin Batian and the others!

When Qin Batian saw this situation, his face was full of surprise. He looked at Shen Wudao, his tone was puzzled: "What does Saint Son mean?"

A few days ago, he was fortunate enough to meet the godless side in the court hall. At that time, he discovered that the saint son was well-deserved, and he had reached the peak of the emptiness stage at a young age. If he did not die halfway, he would definitely be the overlord in the future!

But he couldn't understand why God would come to him himself!

"This time I came here to borrow something from the old Marshal Qin. I wonder if the old Marshal can bear the pain of giving up!" Shenwudao said lightly.

"The Son of God is serious, as long as there is something old, let alone the same thing, even if it is a life, I will give it to the Son without hesitation!"

"Haha, Old Marshal Qin is a sensible person. I want to take the head of the old marshal today. I wonder if what the old marshal said just now is true?" Shenwudao said jokingly.

Qin Batian was shocked when he heard this, "Holy Son, what do you say? I have never had anything to do with the Son. How can the Son take my life for nothing!"

Qin Batian was anxious, he wanted to escape, but two auras stronger than him locked him in the air, and he couldn't escape!

"Hehe, Old Marshal Qin is really forgetful, how can we say that we have nothing to do with him?

After the sacred fruit that Old Marshal Qin ate a few days ago, he broke through to the stage of transforming gods. Surely Old Marshal Qin would not forget it? "

Tell you the truth, the sacred fruit you ate is a thousand-year-old sacred fruit lost in the Monster Beast Forest. The Monster Beast Forest also invaded the Great Qin Dynasty because of this, and I came here because of this. Do you think we have anything to do with each other? "

Shenwudao paused, and then continued: "So, in order to give the monster forest an explanation, you must die!"

After Qin Batian heard these words, he was shocked: "It turns out that he accidentally caused such a disaster!"

But when he thought that it was his grandson who gave him the holy fruit, his heart felt miserable again! We must know that there are no finished eggs under the covering nest!

"No need to say more, Saint Son, let's do it! Since ancient times, there are only generals who died on the battlefield, and there is no marshal who surrendered before the battle!" Qin Batian shouted boldly.

Shen Wu Dao also admires Qin Batian's integrity, this is the real man!

"Senior, please advise!" Shen Wudao looked at Qin Batian admiringly.

There are not too many fancy moves between the two, only fist-to-life fighting.

Because the level of physical training exercises has a great advantage, the godless way at the peak of the hole-deficiency stage is inseparable from Qin Batian in the early stage of the god-changing stage!

Compared with Shen Wu Dao's getting more and more excited, Qin Batian was more and more frightened, because he really didn't expect the young man in front of him to be so terrifying!

Seeing that the hand-to-hand combat was not gaining the upper hand, Qin Batian turned away from Shenwudao.

He took out his saber from the storage ring-Tyrant Sword!

Although the Tyrant Sword is only a weapon of the mysterious rank, it is extremely symbolic to Qin Batian, because it is a symbol of the Great Marshal of the Great Qin Dynasty!

"Holy Son, let's decide the outcome with one move!"

Qin Batian looked at the young man in front of him full of fighting spirit.

"Haha, that's okay, I hope Old Marshal Qin will not let me down!"

"A shocking sword!"

Qin Batian waved the Tyrant Sword in his hand, and suddenly tens of thousands of sword auras appeared in the sky.

Sword Qi is centered on the Tyrannical Sword, and it is "watching attentively" directly at Shen Wu Dao!

"kill!"

I saw Qin Batian's order, and immediately countless swords and qi cut the gods!

"Hey, after all, the level of fighting skills is too low, there is more momentum but not enough power!"

Shen Wudao looked at Jian Qi not far away, without the slightest panic.

"Red lotus industry fires, red lotus comes to the world!"

In order to give the old marshal enough respect, Shenwudao resorted to his strongest move.

The sky was stained blood red by the red lotus karma fire, and those sword auras were instantly incinerated by the red lotus karma fire.

Looking at the red lotus karmic fire "blood-stained the heavens" in front of him, Qin Batian could only resist bitterly.

Qin Batian fell to the ground with only a "boom".

"Cough, cough!"

Qin Batian struggled to get up, but in the end he still failed.

Although the red lotus karma fire continued to burn his body and soul, he did not make a sound of pain.

The setting sun is like blood, and the hero is late.

Qin Batian reluctantly tilted his head slightly, looking at the Batian sword with only the hilt in his hand, Nan Nan said to himself: "Your Majesty, cough cough, old minister, no, I can no longer protect the Great Qin Dynasty..."

"Oh, what a foolish loyalty!"

Shen Wudao looked at Qin Batian, who had lost his vitality, with a glimmer of admiration in his eyes.

"Ding, the host successfully killed Qin Batian, plundered Qin Jun with 20 points of luck, the villain is worth 5,000, and the host can kill Qin with 10 points of luck. I hope the host will continue to work hard!"

Shenwudao didn't care about the prompts of the system at this moment, because he was really moved by Qin Batian.

"Come here, bury the old Marshal Qin!"

"According to Saint Son, but what should Qin Batian's guards do?"

"Kill, don't leave one..."

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