How can I be the villain's follower

Chapter 479 I want to bet 100 spirit stones to bet Brother Liang to win!
Changshouzhuang, guest compartment.

"Phew! I finally finished taking Zhiyuan Pill."

Zhang Liang breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes shone with wisdom, and felt that his intelligence had grown a lot, and his ability to comprehend the truth of heaven and earth had greatly improved.

In addition, his Nascent Soul was also strengthened by the Zhiyuan Pill, which was twice as solid as before.

After staying in Longyuan Secret Realm for a month, he was not only busy training Arthur and Yuxuezi, he was also cultivating the second Yuanying besides refining the Zhiyuan Pill.

hum!
At this moment, two ten-meter-sized Nascent Soul phantoms appeared behind Zhang Liang, and all the baby beads on the two Nascent Soul phantoms were lit up, which meant that Zhang Liang had officially stepped into the peak of Nascent Soul.

At this moment, Zhang Liang only felt that his whole body was full of surging spiritual energy. In the sea of ​​consciousness, two golden Nascent Souls were sitting upright inside, containing unparalleled power of spiritual consciousness.

"The current me is more than ten times as much as the peak Nascent Soul cultivator in terms of spiritual energy alone, and five times the power of spiritual consciousness, and I am much more tenacious. Just relying on the power of spiritual energy and spiritual consciousness, I can easily fight against fifty Nascent Souls."

Zhang Liang showed a smile, and a sense of pride welled up spontaneously.

Moreover, his lifespan has also been greatly increased, reaching a terrifying 5000 years, which is 1500 years longer than the average Nascent Soul peak. This is because the core exercises he practiced, "Nine-turn Golden Elixir Method" and "Heavenly Heart Secret Method", are all first-class and peerless exercises. Their roots are far deeper than ordinary monks, so their vitality is also stronger than them.

"Now, if I return to the earth, I can already dominate the entire planet. The combined armies of all countries are not enough for me to fight for half an hour. Even a nuclear bomb is useless to me." Zhang Liang thought of the earth, that distant hometown.

Although it has only been a few years since time travel, Zhang Liang feels as if hundreds of years have passed, and the familiar earth society has moved away from him.The life that he once dreamed of drunkenness, feasting and feasting no longer appeals to him at this moment.

"After becoming a cultivator, especially after a long period of time, women, spirit stones, and power are easily available, but they are not attractive. Only cultivation base, realm, and strength are the unchanging truths. I really want to become an immortal. I have cultivated to the peak of Yuanying, and the scenery in this world is already so beautiful. After becoming an immortal, what will it be like? What do fairies, immortal emperors, and all kinds of extraordinary geniuses look like?"

"Those are too far away. I need to break through to the realm of transforming gods as soon as possible, defeat Wu Hao, and survive the catastrophe. From then on, I will soar into the sky."

Zhang Liang's eyes burst into flames, he must not slack off, he must not be lazy, otherwise, if Wu Hao first breaks through the transformation, survives the catastrophe, becomes the lord of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and gains a lot of luck, then Zhang Liang will be finished.

Zhang Liang and Wu Hao seem to be at peace now, but that's only because Zhang Liang has temporarily hidden his identity as a villain of great luck.Wu Hao and Zhang Liang are natural enemies of each other. Whoever can survive this battle of luck will have the last laugh, become the final winner, and get everything.

The loser will have nothing left, and his life, even luck, and soul will be taken away by the other party.

But now, a catastrophe is about to happen. Although I don’t know what the specific situation will be, based on Zhang Liang’s experience of reading hundreds of online novels, it is probably that the demon cultivators unite to destroy the world. Wu Hao will defeat the demon cultivators, become a hero, and gain great luck.

"Generally speaking, there will be a final boss in this kind of catastrophe. The boss has not yet appeared, but it should be a member of the three major demon sects, either a demon saint or a devil. If I want to win the final victory, I have to grasp the situation of the demon cultivator camp as soon as possible. It is best to let Dragon Slayer and Dragon Abandon Lord join the demon cultivator camp, while I stay in Wu Hao's camp."

"In this way, I can get information from both sides at the same time, and use the information gap to defeat Wu Hao."

Zhang Liang has already made up his mind, this is his plan.

According to the previous experience of Lord Abandoned Dragon, Wu Hao has a high probability of being the one who should be robbed, and the final boss of the magic cultivator camp will not be Wu Hao's opponent.

So in this catastrophe, Zhang Liang's opponent is actually only one, and that is Wu Hao.

"But that's a long-term plan. For now, Wu Hao can't be the leader of the Heroes Conference, otherwise his luck will be even more prosperous. Of course, it can't be mine. I need to hide my identity and not be too revealing. The leader's seat is best belonged to Lord Abandoned Dragon or Lord Zhanlong. They are my people and villains at the same time. With them attracting firepower, Wu Hao will not doubt me."

After thinking about it, Zhang Liang slowly closed his eyes, continued to practice, consolidated his cultivation, and comprehended the truth of heaven and earth.

Ten days later, the ranking competition officially began.

In Changshouzhuang, hundreds of people including Zhang Liang and Wu Hao were sitting in the hall, staring at Zhenjun Daiyue sitting on the first seat with serious expressions.

Zhenjun Daiyue has a slender body like a goddess, with a gentle and holy face, and said with a gentle smile: "Today is the time for the official ranking competition. You should all know the rules of this ranking competition, but in order to avoid some people not understanding, I will explain a few words."

"This ranking competition uses an elimination mechanism. The [-] monks who pass the qualifying competition will randomly assign opponents to fight. As long as they lose three games, they will be eliminated. In the battle, regardless of life or death, they can admit defeat. About a hundred battles will be held in a day. The first round will be completed within a month, and the next round will start after five days of rest."

"It is estimated that the top twenty will be left in more than two months. At that time, we will hold a points knockout match. The top twenty monks need to play all over again, based on the points ranking, and the ranking is determined by the points ranking. Do you understand?"

After Zhenjun Daiyue finished speaking, everyone below responded in unison: "Disciple understands."

Zhenjun Daiyue smiled and nodded: "The Heroes Conference is a stage to show off your talents. Everyone should strive bravely to achieve the best results. However, don't be too serious and don't bet your life on it. You are all the most outstanding genius disciples of my Heavenly Sword Sect. The future is limitless. Even if you fall behind others for a while, don't underestimate yourself..."

Zhenjun Daiyue was like a kind and gentle mother, she instructed everyone in a soft voice, and all the monks of Tianjianzong were moved in their hearts, showing reverence and love.

Wu Hao sat at the front of the disciples, with a handsome face with a confident smile, a tall and straight body, and a handsome and majestic golden robe.

Wu Hao looked at Zhenjun Daiyue, who was sinking like a fish and a wild goose, and looked at her slender legs and plump body secretly, and his heart felt hot: "Yue'er, wait for me, when I win the leader of the hero meeting, there is a high probability of breaking through to transform into a god!"

First, if you win the leader position, you will get three Xuanying Pills. Xuanying Pill is a panacea that can greatly strengthen Yuanying, and contains the ultimate principle of heaven and earth. After taking it, it can help Wu Hao break through to transform into a god, but the probability is very low, only [-] to [-]%.

Secondly, Wu Hao has refreshed a Ziqi Huashen Pill, which can be called a magic pill, in the system mall. After taking it, he can get a little inspiration for a short time, and there is an 20% probability of breaking through to the god.Shouldn't it just need [-] points, which is very expensive.

Wu Hao's current remaining points: 40000 points.

In order to obtain the Purple Qi Transformation Pill, 16 points are needed. If it is normal, Wu Hao needs to accumulate two or three years to be able to do it.

However, now the system has released another main task.

Main task: Win the leader of the hero meeting, reward [-] points, and get a lot of luck bonus from the human race.

Time-limited task: Defeating geniuses from all walks of life at the Junjie Conference, rewarding points according to the level of strength, [-] points for the Saint Child level, [-] points for the Nascent Soul Peak, and [-] points for the Nascent Soul Late Stage.

Relying on these two tasks, Wu Hao estimates that if he wins the leader, he will be able to get [-] to [-] points, and he may even be able to directly exchange them for the Purple Qi Transformation Pill.

"As long as I win the leader, I can soar into the sky. No matter if it is the Seven Great Sacred Sects or any hidden geniuses, I am no match. In this world, no one can stop me!" Wu Hao thought with great pride in his heart, as if he had already seen a bright future.

But Wu Hao didn't know that Zhang Liang, who was sitting not far away, also said in his heart: "We must not let Wu Hao win the leader."

On the other side, Yin Tianchou looked at Wu Hao with a gloomy expression, wondering what he was thinking.

Soon, the knockout rounds will begin.

A group of Tianjianzong followed Zhenjun Daiyue to the sky above Qingyang City.

At this time, a huge martial arts arena had already appeared out of thin air 300 meters above Qingyang City, with a length and width of 3000 meters, which could accommodate millions of people watching at the same time.

This Martial Arts Field is also called Qinglong Field, and it is a very rare ground-level high-grade magic weapon. Various formations are arranged in it, which has a good lethality and can summon millions of soldiers to attack.

Qinglong Field is like a football field on Earth. In the center is a huge platform, one kilometer long and wide. It is used as a battle area, surrounded by a circle of seats, layered on top of each other, with hundreds of floors.

At this time, the Azure Dragon Field was already full of monks who came to watch the battle. Millions of monks were sitting in it.

Zhenjun Daiyue led the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect to the first row of seats, on the same row as Cihang Temple, Zhenwu Temple, and Fumo Temple.

As soon as everyone came out, they attracted the attention of a large number of monks:
"Look! People from the Heavenly Sword Sect are here!"

"Hiss! So many beauties! So many geniuses! The Heavenly Sword Sect is worthy of being the number one holy sect. There are so many talents."

"Daiyue Zhenjun is so beautiful, she almost stunned me, my God, is she a fairy descending to earth?"

"Oh! Master Shengzi is so handsome! No way, just seeing the handsome face of Master Shengzi, people will pass out~"

At this moment, there was a booming sound, and the audience suddenly fell silent.

It's not that they shut up, but that the formation in Qinglong Field was activated, directly eliminating their voices.

Everyone looked silently at the center of the Qinglong field. In the first row, King Qingyou in a luxurious python robe was sitting on the throne, with twenty Nascent Soul guards standing beside him, majestic and profound.

King Qingyou just raised his hand lightly, and a gigantic phantom of King Qingyou, hundreds of meters high, appeared in the sky above Qinglong Field, and the entire Qingyang City was clearly visible.

Qingyou King Xuying said gently: "Today is the first day of the knockout round. The list of matches is as follows."

hum!
The light changed, and the phantom of King Qingyou turned into a list hundreds of feet high and thousands of feet long, with two hundred names written in huge luminous characters on the list.

Soon, under the eyes of everyone, the first knockout match officially began.

"On the first day of the knockout round, in the first match, Hongweizi, a mid-stage cultivator of the Fenghuo Sect Golden Core of the seventh-rank sect, will face off against Feng Jianzi, a late-stage cultivator of the Broken Mountain Gate Golden Core of the sixth-rank sect."

With Qingyou King Xuying's gentle voice falling, the figures of two monks also landed in the center of Qinglong Field.

At the same time, everyone found that the effect of the silent formation had disappeared, and they discussed excitedly:

"Seventh-rank sect genius vs. sixth-rank sect genius, who can win?"

"It must be the winner in the late stage of Golden Core. It's useless to think about it? There is a huge gap in every small realm of Golden Core stage, and the middle stage of Golden Core is far behind compared to the late stage."

"Indeed, this middle-stage Jindan genius was unlucky. He met a monk with a higher realm than himself when he came up, and he had to lose a round first."

Heavenly Sword Sect camp.

Everyone also looked at the situation off the court with great interest.

Herring sat among the female disciples, with a look of curiosity on her innocent and lovely face, and asked, "Senior sisters, can that late Jindan cultivator win?"

Yu Xuezi shook her head and said, "It's hard to say, it should be the Golden Core mid-term winner."

Herring was surprised: "How could it be? Shouldn't the one with the highest cultivation level win?"

Yuxuezi said coldly, "Let's see first."

Soon, the battle was over, and as Yu Xuezi said, it was the monks in the middle stage of Jindan who won.

"How could this happen!" Herring Zi exclaimed.

"The cultivation resources of the seventh-rank sect are not comparable to that of the sixth-rank sect. The techniques, talismans, and cultivation methods are all one level higher. Therefore, the monks of the seventh-rank sect won." Yuxuezi explained.

"I see." Herring suddenly realized.

Yu Xuezi didn't care, but glanced at her beautiful eyes, and noticed that Zhang Liang was not in her seat, she frowned and said coldly, "Where did Zhang Liang go? He is in the eighth match, and he still dares to run around at this time, is he not afraid of losing?"

Herring's face tightened: "Sister Yuxue, why do you care about him so much?"

Yuxuezi said indifferently: "Ah Hao won No. 1 in this meeting of heroes, and the help of his subordinates is indispensable. Mr. Xuan Hu and Zhang Liang are both capable men of Ah Hao, so naturally there can be no mistakes. As Ah Hao's Taoist partner, can I not control him?"

"No, of course." Qing Yuzi breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Yu Xuezi found out that Zhang Liang was evil.

On the other side, Zhang Liang has been dragged by Arthur to the other corner of Qinglong Field, which is the official betting point.

There are already hundreds of people gathered here, they excitedly held the empty ring filled with spirit stones, and shouted: "I want to bet, I bet [-] spirit stones."

There was an excited smile on A Sezi's charming face: "I want to bet 100 million Lingshi! Brother Oliang wins!"

Everyone was shocked!

(End of this chapter)