How can I be the villain's follower

Chapter 499 My Death Is Nine Days Later



Chapter 499 My Death Is Nine Days Later

The sky and the earth are dark, the sun and the moon are dark, and the earth is blood-colored.

Between the dark sky and the earth, there are one after another dark and terrifying ghost shadows, and the black snakes with devilish energy connecting the sky and the earth roar and roar.

The bloody ground was covered with corpses of practitioners—Yang Yaxin, Cao Shaolan, Wei Yingzi...and Zhang Liang!

boom!
Zhang Liang suddenly opened his eyes, his breathing was rapid, his body was dripping with sweat, he didn't dare to say: "Is it a dream? Was that horrible scene just a dream?"

"Roar!"

Xuanyou's vigorous figure hovered beside Zhang Liang, writhing uneasily.

Xuanyou also sensed that the crisis was approaching. The catastrophe was about to erupt, and all the monks and those with great luck would be swept away. How many people would survive and how many people would die?
Originally, Zhang Liang thought that with his arrangement, he would definitely be able to survive the catastrophe, and even become the final winner.

But the appearance of the Heavenly Demon has made Zhang Liang feel uneasy recently, which may be the root of the nightmare.

"The Heavenly Demon is too weird and difficult to deal with. It is a creature beyond the Six Realms and not among the Five Elements, and has the strange ability to control people's hearts. I can't think of a second way except to use Wu Hao's hand to get rid of the Heavenly Demon. But after Wu Hao has eliminated the Heavenly Demon, who can get rid of Wu Hao? He is a man of great luck with a system. And he is about to be promoted to Transformation God, and I am still stuck at the peak of the Nascent Soul, can I kill him..."

Zhang Liang thought irritably, feeling restless.

Tianmo and Wu Hao are the most powerful opponents that Zhang Liang has encountered since his time travelling. One is a villain and the other is a decent one.Representing the strongest strength of the two camps respectively.

What worries Zhang Liang even more is that he doesn't know how much the two of them have.

"I can only activate the future vision to see what the future will look like." Zhang Liang said, the future vision is almost invincible and can help him see the future development in advance, but the disadvantage is that it requires a lot of luck.

"Herring, come to my place." Zhang Liang took out his disciple token and ordered.

"Okay, Brother Liang~" Herring Zi's cute and cute voice came from the sound transmission talisman.

Soon, the lovely herring, who was wearing a small white skirt, had a petite figure and an unparalleled clear face, quietly came to Zhang Liang's room.

"Brother Liang~" Herring shouted shyly, thinking that Zhang Liang called her to come over again to do bad things.

"Hingyu, I want you to cooperate with me to do something, you sit here and don't move." Zhang Liang ordered.

"Yeah." Herring agreed obediently, and sat aside.

"Future Vision, activate!" Zhang Liang ordered Xuanyou to activate.

"Roar!"

Xuanyou roared and spewed a large amount of black luck into Zhang Liang's eyes.

hum!
Zhang Liang's eyes emitted black light, looking at herring roe.

After several evolutions of Xuanyou, Future Vision has also become more capable. It can speed up the flow of the screen at will, allowing Zhang Liang to see a farther future, but the price is that the consumption of luck will become more.

Half a day later, bad news will come from all over Qingzhou. At the same time, five super-large evil formations will be opened in the five major mansions of Qingzhou. Hundreds of millions of people and monks will be swallowed up by the evil formations.The four holy sects including Tianjianzong attacked one after another, and even Zhenjun Daiyue hurried back...

"It's not there yet, continue to speed up!" Zhang Liang was anxious and speeded up the flow of the screen.

Consumption: 2000 wisps of luck.

Three days later, Zhenjun Daiyue led Zhang Liang and others to destroy the evil formation in Anyang Mansion, but was besieged by demon cultivators and seriously injured. At the critical moment, Wu Hao arrived and the hero rescued the beauty...

"No! No! Go on!"

Consumption: 4000 wisps of luck.

Six days later, in the north of Qingyang Mansion, Qinghua City, one of the bustling cities, was also covered by a huge evil formation. All the elders of the four great holy sects arrived, and even two saints appeared.

"accelerate!!!!"

Consumption: 10000 Luck.

boom!
When qi luck was put into [-] strands, a qualitative change occurred.

Zhang Liang's eyes burst out with a strong black-gold light, and he was dizzy, as if he was pulled into the distant future.

The sky and the earth are dark, the sun and the moon are dark, corpses are scattered all over the ground, and there are black snakes with demonic energy that reach the sky and the earth everywhere. Tens of thousands of demonic corrections are massacring monks.

Zhang Liang was floating in mid-air, looking at the extremely real scene, his expression was ugly: "Is the future as cruel as the scene in a nightmare?"

Zhang Liang saw it, saw the corpses of many people, Wei Yingzi, Yuxuezi, Daiyue Zhenjun, and other great luck heroines, none of them escaped.

"Even they were killed in battle, what about Wu Hao?" Zhang Liang turned his head to look, and saw a broken golden corpse kneeling on the hill of corpses of a demon cultivator, it was Wu Hao.

Wu Hao's hair was disheveled, his body was wrapped in black bad luck flames, large swaths of blue luck spilled out, the dragon of luck was cut into two pieces and floated in mid-air, bloody lightning marks remained on his body.

"It's the traces left by Tianzhu and bad luck, which means that I also participated in killing Wu Hao. If this is the case, it means that in the future, I judge that I should kill Wu Hao first, and then kill Tianmo. Then I succeeded?" Zhang Liang thought silently, and continued to turn his head to look. When he saw a white corpse lying on the ground, his pupils shrank and his heart stopped.

That is, Zhang Liang's body.

An unbelievable expression remained on Zhang Liang's body, a big hole was opened in his chest, his purple heart was crushed and exploded, a large amount of demon breath was leaking out, and the ground with a radius of one kilometer was polluted by demon breath.And even Xuanyou, his divine beast of luck, was killed, the dragon's head was twisted, the scales exploded, and countless black lucks overflowed from his body.

The tragic state of the corpse is obvious. He was about to be demonized at the time, but he died before he succeeded.

"Who! Who did it! Who killed me in the future, and it was a one-hit kill?! I died before I even used my demon avatar?" Zhang Liang was furious and terrified.

"The existence that can kill me in one blow is definitely at the level of a saint. Will the saints of the four holy sects take action and kill me in the future? But if the saint is nearby, why doesn't he help Wu Hao?" Zhang Liang's thoughts turned rapidly, and he quickly thought of doubts.

Then the answer is obvious, the saints of the four holy sects were not present at all, or they were all dead.The one who killed Zhang Liang was the Heavenly Demon, or a saint from the Heavenly Demon camp.

Tianmo may have already sensed Zhang Liang's ambition to get rid of Wu Hao and Tianmo at the same time, so after Zhang Liang killed Wu Hao, he immediately attacked Zhang Liang and killed him.

As the saying goes, the mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind, but who can be sure that he is the oriole that can survive to the end, and not the mantis that was eaten?

"The plan failed, do we have to unite with Wu Hao to kill the Heavenly Demon?" Zhang Liang thought with an ugly face.

However, the picture didn't stop, because herring roe didn't die at that time, and Future Vision was still sending back the future scene of herring roe.

Herring fled with the large army and met saints from the Four Great Sacred Sects, but now there are only two saints left from the Four Great Sacred Sects, and the other two are probably killed in battle.

Under the leadership of the two saints, the four saint sects united with the remnants of the decent monks in the world, and a war broke out with the demon cultivators, causing countless casualties and retreating steadily.

In the end, the decent monks failed completely, and the remaining two saints also died in the shocking battle fifteen days later. The rest of the decent monks all surrendered, and the entire mortal world became the plaything of the demon.

At this moment, in the southwest direction, a terrifying black pillar rose into the sky, and the real demon body recovered.At the same time, the sky was torn apart, and invisible holy figures descended from the sky, and started a war with the demons.

The pictures after that are gone, abruptly interrupted.

boom!
Zhang Liang trembled all over. He felt the three souls return to his body, and his consciousness was awakened again. He was sweating profusely: "The demon is so terrifying. After the main body recovered, it actually provoked the immortals of the fairy world. Then I will die at his hands. It is not wronged."

The celestial demon, who can fight against the immortals, has cunning wisdom and rich experience, far beyond Zhang Liang's imagination.

No matter how Zhang Liang deduces and calculates, either he helps Tianmo kill Wu Hao, and then he is killed by Tianmo; or he helps Wu Hao kill Tianmo, and he is eliminated by Wu Hao.

In short, Zhang Liang has only one ending, death, and his death is very thorough, and his luck is swallowed up by the demon or Wu Hao.

"Damn it, the future doesn't even give me a chance, it's a dead end!" Zhang Liang only felt that there was a pair of big hands controlling the situation in the world, and the most important chess pieces were Wu Hao and Tianmo.

Zhang Liang?It's just a useful pawn, nothing compared to Wu Hao or Tianmo.

In the novel, these are the only two endings in the script, a good ending, the demon dies, Wu Hao lives; a bad ending, the demon lives, Wu Hao dies.But there has never been an ending where Zhang Liang lives and both Tianmo and Wu Hao die.Because Zhang Liang is not the protagonist of this novel.

Zhang Liang felt the malice from the world, as if he deserved to die, so he could only helplessly smile: "In the end, can I still only follow the script set in the dark? The only way I can die is death."

Herring looked at him worriedly: "Brother Liang, what's wrong with you? What script, dead or alive, don't scare me."

Zhang Liang quickly adjusted his mood, smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm just thinking about something."

At this moment, a shout spread throughout the city:
"Emergency! Five super-large evil formations have been found in various parts of Qingzhou! Please come to the Qing Palace to discuss important matters!"

boom!
As soon as these words came out, the entire Qingyang City boiled:

"What? A super-large evil formation? Or five? Is it the devil's fault again?"

"I heard that last time there was a small evil formation in Ningshui Village, which slaughtered all the people and monks in the entire village. Even the Son of the Heavenly Sword Sect was seriously injured and returned home. Demon cultivators are harmful to people."

"This gang of hateful demon cultivators must be exterminated!"

shhhhh!

In the sky above Qingyang City, a rainbow light of Daohuashen Zhenjun soared into the sky and submerged into the Qing Palace.

From the sky, a moon-white rainbow light flew towards quickly and disappeared into the Qing Palace. It was True Monarch Daiyue.

Inside Longevity Village.

"Sure enough, it's here. The super-large evil formation and the arrival of the demon will soon be fulfilled one by one in the future vision. I must find a way to break the situation within nine days. Otherwise, my end will be death." At this moment, Zhang Liang's mood was calm, and there was no wave in Gujing.

According to the picture in the future video, whether Zhang Liang chooses to help Tianmo or Wu Hao, he only has nine days left.

"Brother Liang, did you hear that? Moxiu is causing trouble again. This group of bad things is really annoying." Herring pouted angrily, remembering the last time he was almost bullied by Moxiu in Ningshui Village.

"Hingyu, you should go back and prepare first, we will probably deal with this matter soon." Zhang Liang ordered.

"Oh." Herring nodded obediently, secretly wondering, "Brother Liang seems to have known it a long time ago, so he's not surprised at all."

Not long after, Zhenjun Daiyue's tall, moon-white figure appeared above Changshou Village, and said solemnly: "All disciples obey the order, pack your luggage immediately, board the Haotian, and prepare to set off to Anyang Mansion to break the evil formation."

"Yes!" the monks shouted.

Three days later, in Anyang Prefecture.

The Haotian is flying at an altitude of [-] meters.

At this time, not only the monks of the Heavenly Sword Sect were carried on the Haotian, but also three monks of the eighth-rank sect and dozens of monks of the sixth- and seventh-rank sects, all of whom participated in the activity of destroying the evil formation.

In addition to Zhenjun Daiyue, there were also three Zhenjun Huashen participating in the battle, namely Zhenjun Fenhai from Fenyemen, Zhenjun Zihuang from Zihuangmen, and Zhenjun Tianma from Tianmazong.

Different from the Ninth Grade Sect, the Eighth Grade Sect's Spirit Transformation cultivator is generally the head of the sect, and the inheritance time is much shorter than that of the Ninth Grade Sacred Sect, even if it has passed ten thousand years, it is very long, and its combat power is also weaker than the Ninth Grade Sect's Huashen Zhenjun.

At this time, the five true monarchs were standing high on the bow of the Haotian, looking thousands of miles away, all with solemn expressions.

The entire territory of Anyang Mansion has been covered by monstrous demonic energy, and there are black snakes raging with evil energy. Some are thousands of meters long, and some are even tens of thousands of meters long.

Countless monks were fleeing for their lives on the flying magic weapon, and the people on the ground were also fleeing. However, the demon cultivators were more ruthless, and directly sent a large number of golems to slaughter the monks and the common people.

On the ground, there are remains of monks, common people, and golems everywhere. The battle has been going on for three days.

"Preliminary estimates show that more than [-] million people have been killed or injured. The evil formation must be destroyed as soon as possible, otherwise more people will die." Zhenjun Zihuang said.

Although Zihuang Zhenjun's actual age is already 3 years old, but this can only be regarded as a young man for Huashen Zhenjun, who has a lifespan of [-] years.

Fenhai Zhenjun on the side was an old man with fiery red hair, his face was red and wrinkled, he was tall and strong, he was close to [-] years old, and his strength could be considered a very powerful figure among Huashen Zhenjun.

Upon hearing this, the impetuous True Monarch Fenhai immediately said: "Xiao Daiyue, why don't the four of us go to destroy the evil formation first, and let the monks below the Nascent Soul stage come to support us later."

Zhenjun Daiyue hadn't spoken yet, and the handsome Tianma Zhenjun, who was dressed in a white robe, shook his head and smiled: "Senior Fenhai, what if the demon cultivators take the opportunity to attack the Haotian? We won't be able to look after each other at that time, and it will be troublesome."

Zhenjun Fenhai's face turned red: "Then the old man will go alone, you wait on the flying boat!"

True Monarch Daiyue frowned, and her beautiful face showed a thoughtful look, apparently worrying about how to act.

"Please listen to my disciple!"

With a soft shout, the four true monarchs were taken aback for a moment, and when they turned their heads to look, it turned out to be a junior at the peak of the Nascent Soul.

"Zhang Liang? What's wrong?" Zhenjun Daiyue asked strangely.

(End of this chapter)


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