How can I be the villain's follower

Chapter 487 The Junjie Conference Suspended
In Qinglong field.

"I suspect that this person is a demon cultivator! Referee, I, Tianjianzong, demanded to stop the match immediately and conduct an investigation on real He Jun!" Wu Hao got angry, stood up and shouted.

As the holy son of the Heavenly Sword Sect, he can represent the Heavenly Sword Sect and has the right to request to investigate the contestants.

Daoist Tai Xu's expression moved slightly, he glanced at Juechen Daoist, and was about to call out to stop the game, as soon as the game was stopped, the Huashen Zhenjun present could instantly make a move and catch He Jun Daoist.

But at this moment, the Qinglong Field suddenly shook inexplicably, and immediately after that, black demonic energy emerged from all parts of the Qinglong Field. Some monks were entangled by the devilish energy, their faces turned black instantly, and they passed out on the spot.

"Hurry up and protect the whole body! This is demonic energy! Qinglongchang has been invaded by demonic energy!"

A monk shouted anxiously.

Immediately, hundreds of thousands of monks at the scene quickly circulated spiritual energy, turned it into a shield, and protected the whole body, but the power of the demonic energy was far beyond the imagination of ordinary monks, and the defensive air shields of monks below the Jindan stage could not resist the invasion of demonic energy.

"All the monks above Nascent Soul take action and protect the low-ranking monks with all their strength." King Qingyou shouted, he made a move, and with a wave of his hand, a large blue light shrouded, protecting nearly [-] monks.

The other eighth-rank sects and the holy emperors of the holy sect also shot to protect the ordinary monks around them.

In an instant, a wide range of protective shields of various colors of aura covered hundreds of thousands of monks in the auditorium of the Qinglong Field. All the high-level monks were dragged down, and they had to do their best to maintain the operation of the protective shield. If they were not careful, the magical energy would break through the protective shield, resulting in the death of the monk.

In this state, the real He Jun in the center of the Qinglong field can be said to be unrestrained.

Seeing the scene exactly as expected, Master He Jun laughed wildly with excitement: "That's it! That's it! The whole world must submit to the majesty of the demonic cultivator! Tremble! Be afraid! The demonic cultivator is the future, and the demonic energy is the future!"

The Supreme Elder of Jin Yizong roared angrily: "He Jun! You wasted all our efforts to train you. Is this how you repay us? You white-eyed wolf who takes refuge in a demon cultivator is not even as good as a dog!"

Master He Jun laughed, staring at him with a ferocious expression: "Shut up! Old dog! You have no idea how much I have paid for today! Do you know how much I have suffered in order to catch up with the footsteps of these holy sect geniuses? It is because Jin Yizong's exercises are all a grade behind that of the holy sect, and I have to spend dozens of times the energy to study and practice each one. Since I entered the Jinyi sect, I have not rested a day for 65 years, just to slap these holy sects in the face! You don't want me, now I'm going to step on your face and shit!"

"However, it's ridiculous. Talent and skills doomed me to spend more time than I could keep up with the footsteps of the geniuses of the Holy Ancestor. So, I set my sights on the magic cultivator. Ah, the magic energy, how amazing! You don't know the greatness of the magic energy. It is an energy full of destructive power. In front of it, the aura is like a harmless little beast. When I mastered the magic energy, my cultivation improved day by day. In just half a year, I broke through to the peak of the Nascent Soul from the late stage of the Nascent Soul. And, I also hunted down an incarnation! Now, I want to use this unparalleled strength to let you witness the rise of the demon cultivator!"

The elder's angry face turned green: "Rebel! Rebel!"

Zhenjun Daiyue even snorted coldly: "Qing Liangzi, kill him quickly and interrupt the formation!"

Now all the monks in the arena were dragged in the demonic energy and couldn't do anything. The only one who could do it was Zhang Liang who was standing in the arena.

Zhang Liang said calmly: "How did you get in touch with the demon cultivators? You can't arrange the large formation covering Qinglong field by yourself. There should be many demon cultivators, right? Where are they?"

Master He Jun turned his head in surprise, looked at Zhang Liang, but sneered again: "Things like ants are not even in the realm of transforming gods. Do you think you are smart and want to talk out of my mouth? It is whimsical! Today, I will kill you, a genius of the Holy Sect, and sacrifice the flag for my great cause of magic cultivation!"

"Look, this is my true strength!"

Real He Jun opened his mouth and spat out, and a white bone skull emerged from his mouth. At first, it was only the size of a fist, but after he injected the magic energy, it soon became one meter in size. The skull seemed to come alive. The two empty eye sockets glowed blood-red, and the whole head exuded billowing magic energy, which was extremely frightening.

"A——!"

The skull opened its mouth, and amidst the sharp and ear-piercing roar, a black beam of light suddenly shot out.

"Seven kills gather, behead!"

Feeling the threat to his life, Zhang Liang stopped holding his hand immediately, and aroused the spiritual energy in his whole body, injected the power of spiritual consciousness into the Seven Killing Sword, and slashed out with a sword.

Tear!

The dark blood-colored Seven Kills Sword Qi pierced through the air, wrapped in the power of Seven Kills, and the power of the magic golden crystal to slash towards the beam of demonic energy.

boom!
When the two collided, Zhang Liang was surprised that the seven-kill sword qi, which was always invincible, suffered a disadvantage in front of the beam of magic energy. Not only was its power greatly weakened, but the spirit patterns of intent killing and fusion spirit were also dimmed, as if suppressed by the beam of magic energy.

Finally, relying on Zhang Liang's strength, the Seven Kills sword qi was even better, cut through the beam of magic qi arbitrarily, and slashed at the real He Jun with his sword.

And the power of the gathering of the seven kills did not disappoint Zhang Liang. The power of the seven kills and the power of the fusion spirit erupted together, smashing the devilish energy in He Jun's body, and then slashed across his body.

puff!

The real He Jun's body was split into two.

Before he died, he was still laughing wildly: "The magic cultivator is the future of the world!"

Pong!
The two corpses fell to the ground, and the golden core that had been cut in half also fell out. The golden core was already covered in demonic energy, it was pitch black, and exuded demonic energy.

Wisps of black luck emerged from the corpse, and there were quite a few of them, all of which were swallowed up by Xuanyou.

Income: 2000 wisps of luck.

Remaining: 33800 wisps of demon breath, 25500 wisps of luck.

Although Master He Jun was instantly killed with a single sword, Zhang Liang was very dignified: "The power of demonic energy is indeed very strong. Just now, the strength of Master He Jun has completely reached the level of Huashen Zhenjun. It is probably about the same as the old dog Xingyun. Demonic energy is stronger than demon breath!"

The demon breath is also very strange and unpredictable, and ordinary monks can't see it at all, but the power is only a little higher than the spiritual energy, or even the same.The power of the demon breath is that when invaded by the demon breath, people will become demonized and easily lose their minds.

In contrast, the magic energy is much stronger, which can greatly weaken the spiritual energy. Ordinary monks will be in danger if the magic energy enters their bodies.

"It can only be said that it is indeed a catastrophe, and the demon cultivator is really hard to deal with." Zhang Liang thought to himself.

Seeing that Zhang Liang slaughtered the real He Jun, the audience present also breathed a sigh of relief: "Good job! Demon cultivator should be damned!"

"The demon cultivator of the gods has set up such a big formation in Qinglong field, almost killing us all."

After a while, the demon energy scattered in Qinglong Field was finally suppressed.

A guard knelt in front of King Qingyou, and respectfully said: "Report, there are more than 59 spectators present, and more than [-] people have died. Another [-] people have been attacked by demonic energy and fell into a coma!"

King Qingyou was furious, and got up straight away, sweeping the audience with a mighty power of consciousness, and said majesticly: "From today onwards, the Heroes Conference will be temporarily suspended, and all contestants will stay in Qingyang City to wait for review. After all the magic cultivators are eliminated, the Heroes Conference will continue!"

King Qingyou was really angry. He, who was always gentle and gentle, showed such an angry expression that everyone felt the seriousness of the situation.

Even the princess Qing Lianzi, who was sitting next to King Qingyou, felt her father's anger, and couldn't help showing a worried expression.

Soon, the entire Qingyang City was sealed off. The blue-blue array covered the whole city, and no one was allowed to enter or leave. The streets were guarded by guards wearing blue shirts everywhere. Passers-by had to be questioned for 10 minutes if they wanted to go out to buy vegetables.

In the hall of Changshouzhuang, a banquet is being held.

The monks of Tianjianzong all had inexplicably shocked faces, still stuck in the shock of the Qinglong field in the morning:
"Moxiu is disgusting. Even Moxiu entered the top [-]. If he enters the top [-], wouldn't the Junjie Conference become a laughing stock?"

"Jin Yizong is an eighth-rank sect anyway, how could it be infiltrated by the demon cultivator without knowing?"

"What scares me is that among the four holy sects there are demon cultivators lurking, right? I'm not talking about our Heavenly Sword Sect, but other sects."

"I'm worried about that too."

For a while, everyone was talking about it, and anxiety and anxiety were spreading.

Some even cast their eyes on Yin Tianchou, suspiciously saying: "Yin Tianchou, if our Tianjianzong has a demon cultivator, you are the most suspicious."

Everyone nodded in agreement. Yin Tianchou has a bad temper, very similar to Moxiu.

Yin Tianchou sneered: "Are you cerebral palsy? My father is the Supreme Elder, the True Monarch of Huashen. I need to seek refuge with the Demon Cultivator? Only those lowly status garbage need to rely on the Demon Cultivator in exchange for such pitiful resources."

As soon as these words came out, the previous man was stunned speechless.

Indeed, Yin Tianchou already has a very high status, is also very talented, and his strength is comparable to that of Wu Hao, so he has no reason to take refuge in Moxiu.

Everyone who doubted him before also looked away in embarrassment.

Only Wu Hao was still suspicious of Yin Tianchou, but after scanning him once, he frowned and thought to himself: "The identity is not the demon cultivator, is it because he really has no connection with the demon cultivator, or does it mean that he has not joined the demon cultivator for the time being?"

Zhang Liang sneered in his heart: "Yin Tianchou's acting skills are indeed good, if I hadn't already known that he has a connection with Moxiu, I would have been bluffed by him this time."

Zhenjun Daiyue glanced lightly at Yin Tianchou and Qilongjun, Jiang Meier and others beside him, but did not comment, but said: "Okay, let's all go back to our respective rooms to practice after the banquet. No one is allowed to step out of Longevity Village without Zhenjun Ben's permission these few days."

"Disciple obeys!" Everyone hurriedly clapped their hands in agreement.

into the night.

Zhang Liang is practicing in the wing room.

Suddenly, a gentle and friendly female voice came from next to my ear: "Qing Liangzi, come to my wing."

It was the voice of Zhenjun Daiyue!

Looking for Zhang Liang to go to her wing late at night, could it be?

Zhang Liang remained calm and said respectfully: "Yes, the disciple will come right away."

So he performed a cleansing technique, changed into a gorgeous white shirt with cloud patterns, and came to Zhenjun Daiyue's wing.

Crunch!

The door of the wing room opened automatically, Zhang Liang stepped inside, and was immediately disappointed.

In the room besides Zhenjun Daiyue, there were Wu Hao, Herring Zi, Arthur Zi, Yu Xuezi, Wei Yingzi and other women.

Feelings This is Zhenjun Daiyue's core disciple meeting.

But this also makes Zhang Liang slightly happy, which means that Zhang Liang's weight in Zhenjun Daiyue's heart is getting heavier and heavier.

"Disciple pays homage to Master." Zhang Liang stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

"Well, get up." Zhenjun Daiyue smiled softly, looking at him with beautiful eyes.

"Brother Liang is here~ We have been waiting for you for a long time!"

A Sezi stepped forward with a smile, and didn't shy away from it. He generously pulled Zhang Liang to sit on the last chair, and when he was done, he gave Wu Hao a complacent look, as if he was trying to annoy him on purpose.

Wu Hao also knew the temperament of this little brat, Arthur, and didn't suspect anything, just smiled at Zhang Liang: "Don't mind, Arthur is just like this."

"Subordinates dare not." Zhang Liang hastily cupped his hands.

Zhenjun Daiyue then said: "Qing Liangzi, how do you feel today when you fought against real He Jun?"

Zhang Liang knew that she was asking herself whether the magic cultivator was difficult to deal with, so she didn't dare to hide it right now, and said it directly: "It's hard to deal with. I feel that the magic technique collides with the magic energy method, and only [-]% of the original [-]% power is left. This means that under the same level, the magic cultivator has almost an overwhelming advantage."

The faces of all the girls changed when they heard the words.

Herring's face tightened, and he said with some fear, "Will the demon cultivator attack us again?"

Yuxuezi comforted lightly: "Don't be afraid, Herring, we will protect you."

Wei Yingzi frowned: "Moxiu, what a bunch of troublesome guys."

But Arthur was still heartless, and said with a smile: "Master, can we go out to play, we will be staying in Qingyang City for the next few days, it will suffocate us."

Wu Hao frowned and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Everyone has to wait for review in Qingyang City."

"Oh~ Brother Hao is really bad! Hmph!" Arthur pouted dissatisfiedly, so cute.

Zhenjun Daiyue pondered for a while, then suddenly said: "It's good for you to go out for a while. These days there are large-scale censorship of demon cultivators, and some hidden demon cultivators must be unable to resist and want to resist, and there will inevitably be a battle."

Zhenjun Daiyue was worried that Herring and the others would be attacked or kidnapped by the Demon Cultivator.

Although it is almost impossible for such a thing to happen in Changshouzhuang, but the method of Moxiu is weird, and no one knows if it will happen.

What worries Zhenjun Daiyue even more is that if there is a magic cultivator at the level of Zhenjun Huashen hiding in Qingyang City, even she will take action at that time.Herring roe and the others are even more dangerous if they have no one to protect them.

Hearing this, Arthur smiled coquettishly, and gave Wu Hao a white look: "Big brother Hao, you see, the master is still considerate of others~"

Herring is also very happy: "I can go out for an outing with everyone!"

Wu Hao's heart was filled with enthusiasm by this coquettish look, and he said helplessly, "In this case, Zhang Liang, you can go with us, this operation is just a few of us, the less people the better, to prevent the involvement of demon cultivators."

"Of order, Your Highness Son." Zhang Liang agreed with his hands clasped.

(End of this chapter)