Quick Wear: I Fulfill the Wish of Cannon Fodder

This battle is destined to be thrilling, and the confrontation between the two powerful men in the realm of creation will inevitably cause a huge impact on the scene.

However, the barrier cast by Su Lan cleverly separated the two, preventing the audience below from directly feeling the intensity of the battle.

They could only see two blurry afterimages in the sky, crossing each other like lightning, fighting back and forth, making it difficult to tell who was who.

As time went on, Ouyang Qing, after becoming possessed by the devil, unexpectedly rose to the mid-stage of the Creation Realm, becoming on par with Su Lan. The fierce battle between them shocked the several highly skilled sect leaders and elders in the audience, causing their hearts to race.

At this moment, Ouyang Qing suddenly stopped, looked at Su Lan and said, "Why don't we become demons together? As long as you and I join forces, the world will be ours. When the time comes, I'm willing to share the world with you!"

After hearing this, Tiandao could no longer sit still. He was completely disappointed with his own son and even felt disgusted with him.

The system also quickly reminded: "Host, the male protagonist's aura has dropped to 10%!"

Su Lan was delighted when he heard this, and a sly smile appeared on his face. The good show was finally about to begin.

As she moved, everyone's eyes were focused on Ouyang Qing. He was constantly being attacked and was completely at a disadvantage.

His strength was also declining rapidly, and everyone was so surprised that they opened their mouths wide as if they could swallow an egg.

Finally, Ouyang Qing's demonic state was broken, and he fell straight onto the competition stage, smashing a big hole in the stone platform.

The head of Xuanwu Hall: Ahhhh, another loss. Who should I ask to pay for the repairs?

"No! Master, you can't die! Yan'er loves you, I don't want you to die..." Nangong Yan cried and threw herself beside Ouyang Qing, tears rolling down her face like beads with broken strings. Her pitiful appearance, if it were in another scene, might make many people feel pity for her.

However, at this moment, Su Lan stood in front of them, sword in hand, his eyes cold and frightening. Nangong Yan saw that the situation was not good, and quickly climbed up to block Ouyang Qing, using her body to protect him.

"No, sister, please let him go! He is my sweetheart. If he dies, our parents in the underworld will not be at peace..." Nangong Yan pleaded with tears in her voice, trying to arouse Su Lan's sympathy.

At this moment, Su Lan's expression suddenly changed. Her originally cold and ruthless face became softer, with a bit more girlish air.

It turned out that the person controlling the body was no longer Su Lan, but the original owner Wen Lan. Su Lan had just withdrawn her consciousness back to the system space and handed control to Wen Lan, allowing her to complete the final revenge.

Wenlan only has a quarter of an hour to realize this wish.

Wen Lan pointed his sword at Nangong Yan's neck and said calmly, "Wen Yan, you are not worthy of mentioning your parents. I want to kill the murderer who destroyed the village and the cancer of the cultivation world. Just now, he has been possessed by a demon. Killing him is only natural."

Nangong Yan wanted to say something, but a golden light flashed before her and Ouyang Qing's eyes, and they both fainted.

Memories of their past lives flooded into their minds. They had already ascended to the upper realm, but their cultivation was not very high and they were looked down upon by the chosen ones of that realm. When they opened their eyes again while practicing hard, they found themselves back in the lower realm.

Before the two of them could be happy, they realized that something was wrong. It only took a moment for them to receive all the memories of this life.

It turned out that Su Lan from the system space waved her hand and gave them the memories of their previous lives, but not their cultivation.

"Wenlan, you are not dead, how is it possible?" Nangong Yan, who could not accept this life, jumped up and shouted at Wenlan.

Ouyang Qing on the ground had a clearer mind. He knew that he could return to this world, and Wen Lan might also have the adventure of rebirth.

He thought about discussing it with Wen Lan, "I know I've let your village down, but you've already destroyed my cultivation, so the hatred between our two lives should be resolved."

Wen Lan sneered, made a sword flower with his right hand, and cut off Ouyang Qing's right arm with a sword full of spiritual energy. Blood splattered on Nangong Yan's face, and she fainted from fright.

"Ahhhhhh", Ouyang Qing, whose spiritual power had dissipated, could only cry out in pain while holding his broken arm.

"This sword strike is to avenge my father, mother, and the villagers!"

Ouyang Qing listened to these Yama-like words and just wanted to die quickly, but Wen Lan would not do as he wished.

The left arm, right leg, left leg, head, and finally the heart were stabbed.

Ouyang Qing cultivated to the realm of creation. Even if he lost his cultivation, his soul could escape at the moment of his death, but Wen Lan grabbed his soul with his left hand and stuffed it into the small bottle prepared in advance by Su Lan.

The scene was completely silent. No one dared to speak, as if the entire world had been frozen in time. No one dared to stop the bloody massacre, and no one dared to make a sound.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on what was happening before their eyes, and they couldn't believe what they were seeing.

Wen Lan's methods were so brutal and ruthless that they shocked and horrified everyone. Was he a killer? In the cultivation world, enemies were usually killed with a single strike, and few would torture them in this way. However, Wen Lan exacted revenge on Ouyang Qing in a terrifyingly cruel way.

But everyone thought about the more than 300 people in Li Village, and the group of tombs in the picture was still engraved in everyone's mind not long ago.

None of them had the right to persuade Su Lan to be kind, let him go, or give him a quick death.

Wen Lan turned around, waved his hand, and crushed the corpse behind him to ashes. Finally, a smile appeared on his little face.

"Father and mother, fellow villagers of Li Village, Wenlan has avenged you today."

When the time came, Su Lan took over the body again.

Nangong Yan, who had been frightened fainting just now, also woke up, but she looked at Chi Chi stupidly. Su Lan used her spiritual power to probe over and found that the person was really stupid.

Nangong Yan rushed to Su Lan's side, giggling foolishly, and Su Lan destroyed her cultivation level that had broken through the realm of hope.

The original owner just wanted Nangong Yan to get the retribution she deserved. It should be enough to go from being the group's favorite little sister to a mortal with no cultivation and insane.

Su Lan took out a white cloth from the space and began to wipe the blood off the Huntian Sword. After putting it away, he walked to the side of the head of the Xuanwu Hall.

"I'm sorry, this trial has interrupted the Immortal Sect Competition. You can let everyone continue. My Tianji Mansion will give each of the top 50 a Yiling Pill and a healing spiritual plant."

The head of Xuanwu Hall reacted quickly, sent disciples to clean up the arena where the fight had taken place, and signaled the elders to arrange for the continuation of the competition.

A farce ended just like that, but from then on there was no longer Ouyang Qing, the number one in the immortal sect. There was only the beloved disciple and crazy demon Ouyang Qing. Su Lan of Tianji Mansion would also become famous in the cultivation world.

The head of Xuanwu Hall looked at Su Lan beside him, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated. Su Lan noticed it and asked.

"May I ask what advice the Sect Leader has?"

"Um, hahahaha, we warriors speak our minds, please don't blame us, Elder Su."

"Tell me, is there something important or wrong you're seeking help from the Tianji Mansion?"

"That competition stage needs to be repaired later. Elder Su, please compensate me with some money or spirit stones."

Su Lan paused, oh no, it seemed like she had smashed someone else's stage.

Su Lan immediately apologized, then called Dugu Yan, who was in charge of the finances of Tianji Mansion, and gave the promised elixir and spiritual plants to the headmaster.