How can I be the villain's follower

Chapter 501 Zhenjun Daiyue: Shut up, don't mention this again!

There are only six days left before Zhang Liang's death.

Anyang Mansion, Anyang City.

The golden battleship Feizhou Haotian flew at an altitude of 5000 meters. Countless formations were activated on the huge battleship hundreds of meters in length and width, and colorful auras wrapped around the body of the ship.In addition, hundreds of monks are defending around the Haotian, playing a series of powerful spells.

Haotian has been surrounded by tens of thousands of demon cultivators, and black figures of demon cultivators are holding magic formulas, constantly attacking around Haotian.

Now, the battle has entered a fierce stage, and the decent monks on the Haotian have tried their best, even exhausted their aura, but facing the still powerful magic cultivator, they can't help but fall into despair.

Although the core of the evil formation has been destroyed by Zhang Liang, and the super-large evil formation cannot be activated in a short period of time, the large number of demonic cultivators are still difficult to deal with.

"Pfft! Damn demon cultivator! This seat will fight with you!"

A roar came from the sky, it was the voice of True Monarch Fenhai!
"No, True Monarch Fenhai was seriously injured and planned to explode himself!"

Accompanied by an exclamation, all the cultivators on the Haotian were shocked. When they looked up, they saw Zhenjun Fenhai covered in blood, missing an arm and a thigh, and bruised and bruised all over his body.

But Zhenjun Fenhai not only showed no signs of fear, but laughed loudly, his hands were sealed in seals, his whole body was red with flames, the surrounding space was filled with high temperature, and even the space became melted.

The next moment...

Boom!

The fiery red sun rises, and the intense red spiritual light illuminates the entire battlefield, and the earth and sky covered by the pitch-black demonic energy usher in a brief light.

All the monks on the Haotian had tears in their eyes: "Fenhai Zhenjun!"

"Shut up, I'm not dead yet."

With a cold snort, True Monarch Fenhai appeared on the Haotian, but he was in a very weak state at the moment, his figure was illusory, showing a fiery red color, and he had no entity, but a semi-spirit that came out of his body.

Practitioners in the realm of incarnation, the Yuanying in the body begins to transform into the Yuanshen. The Yuanshen is a high-purity spiritual body, which is in harmony with the Dao of Heaven and Earth, and is also the so-called Yangshen.

If the primordial spirit has been cultivated, then the primordial spirit can be released from the body. The three souls and seven souls are attached to the primordial spirit, and can roam tens of thousands of kilometers in an instant, fly into the sky and escape from the ground, omnipotent, not limited by the physical body, and even abandon the physical body and practice only with the primordial spirit.At that time, you can pick up the stars at the top and enter the abyss at the bottom, which is the real realm of saints.

Of course, the realm of transforming gods can only cultivate a half-spirit at most, and the nascent infant has not yet completely transformed into a primordial spirit, but it can also attach three souls and seven souls to it, and survive in the material world for a long time.

Therefore, True Monarch Fenhai didn't really die at this time, but his body just blew up.

Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief: "It's really great."

Huashen Moxiu stood in mid-air not far away, safe and sound, and sneered, "Fen Hai, you have even given up your physical body, and you still want to protect these people with just a broken half-spirit? Why don't you surrender obediently and join us."

True Monarch Fenhai looked at the other party with an ugly expression. He really had no chance of winning now. He was forced to self-destruct, but he didn't expect that the Huashen Demon Cultivator didn't even have any injuries, but the other party's cultivation level was clearly comparable to his. Sure enough, was it the effect of the devil's energy?
Everyone on the Haotian also felt hopeless: "How can we defeat Huashen Moxiu? Is it possible that we are all going to perish here today?"

Zhenjun Daiyue lured away two God Transformation Demon Cultivators, and the remaining Tianma Zhenjun and Zihuang Zhenjun also lured away a Transform God Demon Cultivator. Up to now, they have not heard back, and they don't know whether they will live or die, win or lose.

And everyone was surrounded by a large number of demon cultivators and evil formations with terrifying strength, and they were really desperate.

At this moment, in the sky, a bright golden light came crashing like the sun tearing through the night and piercing the sky.

"Moxiu, Hugh is going crazy!"

boom!
The terrifying majesty of Huashen Zhenjun descended on the audience, and a handsome golden figure stood in front of Huashen Demon's body cultivation, it was Wu Hao!

He has broken through and turned into a god!
"Jiejiejie, Haotian Shengzi has been promoted to Huashen, that's just right, I have taken you down, and I will go back to ask the Lord for credit." Huashen Moxiu laughed.

On the other side, in a hidden cave.

The gorgeous moon-white dress was torn into pieces and spread randomly on the ground, witnessing a great battle.

Income: 5000 wisps of luck.

Remaining: 33800 wisps of demon breath, 19500 wisps of luck.

True Monarch Daiyue, who was in full bloom, changed into a gorgeous pale gold dress, and sat cross-legged, her pretty face blushing, gorgeous and moving, recalling the madness of these few hours in her mind, her heart was pounding, and her breathing was rapid:

"I'm really going to die. I've been with Zhang Liang for so long, and I even rode on it at the end... How will I face Hao'er and Zhang Liang in the future? I might as well let me die!"

Zhenjun Daiyue, who was extremely ashamed and annoyed, opened her beautiful eyes, looked at Zhang Liang who was sitting upright, as if nothing had happened, and felt even more annoyed.

However, as Zhang Liang's nominal master, and Zhang Liang did this to save her, it was also out of good intentions, out of emotion and reason, Zhenjun Daiyue could not do anything to Zhang Liang.

but……

"Zhang Liang!" Zhenjun Daiyue snorted coldly, his voice was cold, magnetic, and full of anger.

Zhang Liang let out a long sigh, opened his eyes, cupped his hands and said, "I'm sorry, Master, this disciple did this out of righteousness. If Master wants to kill me, kill me. The disciple made a mistake."

Daiyue stared at her beautiful eyes, and said coldly: "Make a mistake? You are unethical, violating rules and regulations, deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors! Do you know what you are doing!"

Zhang Liang cupped his hands again, and said with grief and indignation on his face: "I'm sorry, Master, it's my disciple who made a mistake, and I made a big mistake. Master, please punish this disciple."

"Shut up, you are just my registered disciple, not a real disciple!" Zhenjun Daiyue snorted coldly, with murderous thoughts surging in his heart, "If Hao'er finds out about this, it will be over. I have made a big mistake, I can't leave any more excuses, so I just killed him... But he also has good intentions. Wouldn't it violate my rules if he really killed him?"

True Monarch Daiyue kept hesitating in the battle between heaven and man.

Zhang Liang sat on the side, secretly said badly: "Xiaoyou, hurry up, get more luck."

"Roar!"

Xuanyou let out a loud cry, and quickly opened his ferocious dragon mouth, and exhaled luck at Zhenjun Daiyue and the luck phoenix behind her.

Since there was already a black line of luck between the two of them, Zhenjun Daiyue absorbed the luck faster this time, swallowing two thousand strands of luck very quickly.

Consumption: 2000 wisps of luck.

Remaining: 33800 wisps of demon breath, 18500 wisps of luck.

hum!
Visible to the naked eye, the black line of luck between Zhang Liang and Zhenjun Daiyue swelled a large circle, becoming the thickness of an arm. However, it was still much worse than the blue luck connection between Zhenjun Daiyue and Wu Hao. Their connection was half a meter thick and very thick.

Under the blessing of the black line of luck, Zhenjun Daiyue, who hesitated for a long time, finally couldn't pass the test of kindness in his heart, and said coldly: "Remember, this matter must not be disclosed to anyone, or I will kill you!"

Zhang Liang heaved a sigh of relief, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your forgiveness, Master, I promise to keep my mouth shut."

"Follow me back to support them... Boom!" Zhenjun Daiyue just wanted to get up, but suddenly her face turned red and she trembled, Zhang Liang quickly stepped forward to help her stand up.

Zhenjun Daiyue glared at him viciously, and pinched his arm with a jade hand, the skin and flesh turned purple and black, causing Zhang Liang to gasp in pain: "Master, are you still?"

"Shut up!" Zhenjun Daiyue said coldly. She, who has always been gentle and kind, has never been so angry for hundreds of years. Today, she took all her anger out on Zhang Liang, and added after a while, "I just haven't seen it for too long."

After finishing speaking, Zhenjun Daiyue shook off Zhang Liang's hand with a wave of his sleeves, and squeezed the magic formula with his hands. The figures of the two were shrouded in moonlight, and they rushed up to the sky in an instant, and rushed towards Anyang City.

When Zhenjun Daiyue and Zhang Liang rushed to Anyang City, the battle was over.

The corpses of demon cultivators were scattered all over the ground, and even three of the five demon cultivators died. The remaining two were chasing Zhenjun Daiyue and Zhang Liang. When they came back, they found that the situation was not good, so they turned around and ran away.

"Complete the mission 'Destroy the super-large evil formation' and get 30000 points."

"Complete the mission 'Kill Huashen Moxiu' and get 30000 points."

"Remaining points: 60000."

Seeing that the points in his account had returned to [-], Wu Hao showed a satisfied smile.

At this time, the moon-white light in the sky hurried back, it was Zhenjun Daiyue and the others.

"Master, are you all right?" Wu Hao hurried forward with Herring and others.

"Hao'er? You, why are you here? Have you succeeded in breaking through?" Zhenjun Daiyue asked hastily with a slightly unnatural expression.

"Yes, I would also like to thank master for protecting the law for so many days. Fortunately, my apprentice lived up to his fate and was promoted to Huashen and killed three Huashen demon cultivators." Wu Hao smiled confidently.

"Yes, yes, master, you don't know how handsome brother Hao is just now. He killed a Huashen demon cultivator as soon as he made a move. His strength is almost comparable to yours."

"Master Shengzi's strength is getting stronger and stronger, and the future of our Haotian Temple is getting brighter."

"Then Yin Tianchou dares to trick us again, Lord Shengzi will kill him directly."

All the monks in the Haotian Palace praised Wu Hao proudly.

Zhenjun Daiyue looked at Wu Hao who was surrounded by stars and the moon, and felt happy in his heart: "Great, Hao'er has been promoted to Huashen. When the matter in Qingzhou is over and I return to Tianjianzong, the suzerain will decide to give the position of suzerain to Hao'er. At that time, I will be able to be with Hao'er..."

Suddenly, the scene of Zhang Liang and Zhang Liang in the cave flashed in Zhenjun Daiyue's mind, and his pretty face flushed slightly: "What am I thinking about, haven't I already decided to forget about that matter? Maybe I am too nervous, it's okay, I will completely forget it after a while."

The rest of the people did not notice Zhenjun Daiyue's abnormality.

Zhenjun Fenhai and Zhenjun Zihuang stepped forward to congratulate: "Daiyue, congratulations."

Zhenjun Daiyue asked strangely: "Zhenjun Fenhai, why are you in a semi-spiritual state? What about your physical body? And Zhenjun Tianma? He hasn't come back yet?"

Zhenjun Fenhai's face was ugly: "My body was beaten to pieces by that damned God Transformation Demon Cultivator, and I blew myself up in a fit of anger."

Zhenjun Zihuang said with a sad face: "Tianma Zhenjun... died in the battle, and the monks who participated in the battle this time also suffered heavy casualties."

As soon as these words came out, the excited atmosphere of the crowd disappeared.

Zhenjun Daiyue took a deep breath and ordered: "Clean the battlefield and see if there are any comrades who are seriously injured and survived. Even if they die, as long as the body is still there, they must be taken back. They are all heroes."

"Yes!"

Everyone shouted and hurried to clean up the battlefield.

Zhang Liang stood silently two steps behind Zhenjun Daiyue the whole time, keeping silent, watching the performance of the audience.

Especially after Wu Hao was promoted to Huashen, Zhang Liang immediately blocked his mind, and kept silent, for fear that Wu Hao's other mind would detect any information.

"Zhang Liang, follow me." At this moment, Wu Hao suddenly said something to Zhang Liang.

"Yes, Master Shengzi." Zhang Liang said.

Haotian, the main compartment.

Wu Hao and Zhenjun Daiyue sat in the first seat, while Herring, Yuxuezi, Wei Yingzi, Arthur Zi and other women sat on the side respectively.

Zhang Liang stood in the main room, and after explaining what had happened before, he cupped his hands and confessed: "My lord, it is the subordinate's ineffective rescue that caused master to be injured. Please punish me, my lord."

Wu Hao glanced at True Monarch Daiyue's tall and slender body, and said strangely, "But Master doesn't have any injuries."

Zhenjun Daiyue glared at Zhang Liang, she really didn’t want to talk about it, she couldn’t help but think of the scene of healing in the cave in her mind, she couldn’t help but blushed slightly, fortunately she was of a high level, and Wu Hao of the same level couldn’t use his telepathy to probe her heart, otherwise Wu Hao would have known the scene just now.

"It was originally a serious injury, but I have already cured it with elixirs, and it is harmless." Zhenjun Daiyue said lightly.

Wu Hao suddenly realized that indeed, Zhenjun Daiyue's alchemy skills are very good, and his medical skills are also superb, even if he has any injuries, he can recover quickly.

"Zhang Liang, you broke the core of the evil formation this time and bought a lot of time for the battle. I will reward you when you return to the Heavenly Sword Sect," Wu Hao said.

"Thank you, Master Shengzi, these are what the subordinates should do." Zhang Liang cupped his hands in thanks.

"Don't talk about being polite. I'm calling everyone to come here this time. The main reason is to introduce a powerful general I have newly recruited into the Haotian Palace. She is also a female cultivator!" Wu Hao smiled mysteriously, and stretched out his hand to make a false move, "Shaolan, come in."

Da da.

The sound of light footsteps came, and a burst of fresh and elegant fragrance hit the nostrils.

Everyone turned their heads to look, and their eyes lit up.

I saw a graceful, flowery and jade-like beauty strolling towards her. Her pretty face was as white as ice and snow. She was wearing a starry sky blue dress, which set off her lofty and elegant temperament. What made people even more concerned was that she actually exuded bursts of spiritual pressure from the peak of the Nascent Soul.

"Disciple Cao Shaolan, pay homage to Zhenjun Daiyue and Lord Shengzi." Cao Shaolan bowed her hands in salute, neither humble nor overbearing.

Zhang Liang's pupils shrank slightly, and sure enough, she appeared.

(End of this chapter)