You've never seen such a righteous villain [Transmigration Book]

"The boat capsized." Lu Qianchuan smiled wryly in his heart.

But at the same time, an unyielding energy grew in his heart: No matter how arrogant and unparalleled the Demon God is, he still has to follow the settings that match his usual style?

In the final analysis, he, Lu Qianchuan, is the real creator of this world and the well-deserved creator god.

Whether it's the demon god or Jingxi Shangshen, they are nothing but his shadow reflected in this world.

With a vigorous wave of his hands, the surging spiritual power in his body was released along with his movements.

This time, Lu Qianchuan didn't use any exercises, nor did he have any skills, it seemed that he simply pushed his hands away.

But from the palms of those hands, an overwhelming blue spiritual light suddenly gushed out, surging and vast, like the waves of the sea, with one lift of both hands, the tide can be seen.

"Go!" Lu Qianchuan yelled, and all the spiritual power rushed towards the Demon God at an extremely fast speed, and beat him head-on like a sea wave.

At that moment, a secret fear rose in the heart of the wild and unruly demon god.

It wasn't the fear of being frightened by Lu Qianchuan's power, but at this moment, he seemed to see the elder brother who always overwhelmed him, and felt the same fear as when standing in front of Jingxi Shangshen.

He let out a roar, and the black devilish energy suddenly exploded around him, colliding head-on with the blue spiritual power.

Both of them didn't use any exaggerated moves, but chose the simplest and most direct one - fighting spirit power.

Mo Chenyuan frowned and shouted: "Brother!"

Lu Qianchuan felt a surge of energy and blood in his chest, while secretly slandering that the demon god's strength is really strong, while smiling at Mo Chenyuan: "It's okay."

The demon god is really arrogant, knowing that his only advantage now is the newly acquired spiritual power, but he still accepted this battle.

But this also shows from the side that this demon god has something to rely on, so he can be so unscrupulous.

Is his reliance only on Luo Huayin's resentment?

The blood in the chest was getting stronger and stronger, Lu Qianchuan clenched his teeth tightly to prevent the blood from overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and Mo Chenyuan could see the clue.

Cold sweat continued to flow from his forehead, and his back was almost wet with sweat—the two competed not only with their surging spiritual power, but also with their aura when they fought.

Lu Qianchuan's aura is considered top-notch in the entire cultivation world, but in front of this ancient demon god, it's really not... not enough.

He smiled wryly and thought, "I can't retreat."

Under the city, there are his master and uncle, his own uncle whose blood is thicker than water, and his peers who he regards as brothers and sisters.

This battle, regardless of victory or defeat, cannot be retreated.

He made up his mind, and his moves became more and more free and easy, and he poured out his spiritual power as if he didn't need money.Just as he was facing difficulties, suddenly there was a hand behind him supporting him, and warm spiritual power flowed into his body along the palm.

"Brother."

Even if he didn't look back, he could clearly feel the tenderness and smile of Mo Chenyuan when he said these two words.

"To live and die together?" Lu Qianchuan said with a smile.

"To live and die together!" Mo Chenyuan answered without hesitation.

The two strands of spiritual power gushed out at the same time, and it was a double realm of ice and fire. Even if the demon god's ability was as high as the sky, it would not be very comfortable to be caught in such a double realm of ice and fire.

"Die!"

The pressure increased sharply, as long as he held back his hands for a while, he would be dead. He no longer persisted in finding the shadow of God Jingxi from Lu Qianchuan, but concentrated all his spiritual power in his hands, ready to give it a go.

"Your Majesty," Luo Huayin who was in his body suddenly said, "You promised me that you would spare his life!"

The Demon God snorted coldly: "I just said try my best."

"You!" Luo Huayin's exasperated voice sounded, but the demon god acted as if he hadn't heard it, and increased his strength even more.

Lu Qianchuan and him were a little numb to spiritual power, and mechanically strengthened their spiritual power, but they kept thinking in their hearts: there must be a way.

Just as he thought just now, both Demon God and Shangshen Jingxi are just his insinuations in this world, and since this is the case, there must be weaknesses that he has not yet discovered.

Must have……

and many more.

Lu Qianchuan suddenly froze.

Demon God and Jingxi both have the same appearance as him, but they are like the two poles of a mirror, completely opposite in every respect.

In this way, they were like... two shadows of him.

He looked forward, wanting to see the appearance of the demon god through the surging spiritual power and magic power, but the magic power and spiritual flow of several different colors collided together, and he tried hard for a long time, but it was in vain.

Even so, he felt that his mind was very clear at this moment, probably since he met this demon god, his mind had never been so clear.

He understood how these two gods appeared.

Although they are all called gods, they are actually one god and one demon, one light and one dark.

They come from the same origin, but their personalities are very different, plus they have exactly the same appearance...

Rather than saying that they are two different people, it is better to say that they are the light and dark sides of the same person.

And that person is him.

In other words, it was him in the previous life.

He was the one who created this world, the one who hadn't transmigrated into Lu Qianchuan.

That's it!

Lu Qianchuan raised the corner of his mouth involuntarily, and the blood that had been enduring all this time finally overflowed from the corner of his mouth and flowed down slowly.Beads of blood fell on his chest, staining his pure white clothes red.

Cutting a man apart and letting him fight himself sounds... like his style.

Lu Qianchuan stretched out his thumb and wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, but he kept spurning himself in his heart: what was the brain hole at the beginning!

The brain hole is refreshing for a while, and the play crematorium is round.

Look, didn't he time travel and fight with himself?

Sighing lightly, he said to Mo Chenyuan behind him: "Shen Yuan, do you believe me?"

"Of course I believe." Mo Chenyuan's voice didn't sound too good either, he was just trying to maintain that trace of calm, but his voice was full of smiles, as if this situation didn't cause him any trouble Troubled, but because he was able to fight with his senior brother, he felt very happy.

Lu Qianchuan smiled: "Okay, senior brother assures you, we will definitely win!"

How could he lose to his past self?

In the past, he had nothing, and he pretended to be a plain and gentle internet writer, but he was full of anger and hatred for this unfair world, and wrote all the unwillingness and resentment in the book.

But now, he has everything he once considered a luxury, and all the people he valued are behind him.

How can he lose?

How could he lose?

【Yes. 】[-] He said in his heart, 【Lu Qianchuan, you will definitely win. 】

"Brother [-]," Lu Qianchuan laughed, all the spiritual power gathered into a long dragon, the dragon's head was raised high, and the dragon's mouth opened wide, rushing towards the direction of the demon god, "Thank you for your good words!"

There was a dragon roar, and the sky and the earth shook.

The demon god had been fighting with him for a long time, and he was a little exhausted at this time, but he was absolutely sure that the person on the opposite side who had just obtained spiritual power and didn't even figure out how to use it would definitely fall before him.

However, a high-pitched dragon chant disturbed his unwavering thoughts.

The black demonic energy was dissipated, and the dragon's moves were stronger than any he had seen before. The dragon's head was raised high, looking down at him coldly with an indomitable look.

For a moment, the blood in the whole body seemed to freeze.

It's this feeling again.

It's such a familiar feeling again.

It was like this again, as if everything he did was not worth mentioning, as if he was as small as an ant, as if everything related to him was not worth looking down at.

Such a nasty feeling.

"Jingxi!" The demon god roared, his voice was full of anger and unwillingness, his eyes suddenly flushed red, and he blinked, as if he was killing a Shura.

He stopped suddenly, and all the magic power gathered into one ball, forming an incomparably huge black barrier in front of his chest to resist the attack of the giant dragon.

But still too late.

The barrier formed in a hurry was not enough to resist Lu Qianchuan's blow with all his strength.

With a bang, the barrier was completely shattered, and the giant dragon's body slammed into his body without any hesitation.

The two people in that body, the Demon God and Luo Huayin, felt a fiery breath at the same time.

That is the most pure and pure aura in the world. Ordinary people and ordinary monks will rejoice for a long time when they see it.But for them, such aura is poison/drug enough to kill them.

"Going to die?" Luo Huayin froze for a moment, and the scene of the confrontation between Cai Cai and Shao Shu suddenly flashed across his mind.

His good uncle looked calm, looking at him with anger and disgust, but more, it was a deep sense of powerlessness.

A sense of powerlessness that many things inevitably happened, but he was helpless.

His good uncle, known as the strongest demon king in the demon world for thousands of years, would actually show such an expression?

Luo Huayin really wanted to smile with the corners of his mouth open, but sadly found that he couldn't.

Obviously, he should be very happy to let his good uncle suffer.

There was an unspeakable sadness spreading in his chest. He turned his head slightly and saw Lu Qianchuan who had fallen from his strength.

Miraculously, this time, Mo Chenyuan, who was always doing other things, didn't support Lu Qianchuan in time, but fell to the other side without saying a word.

"Hmph," Luo Huayin's mood suddenly improved, and he thought with some joy, "He won't survive either."

There is nothing more stupid than fighting against the ancient gods with a mortal body.

His silly brother will probably cry.

He would hold Mo Chenyuan's body and cry in a mess until no more tears came out.

Of those tears, probably none of them could be given to his brother.

Luo Huayin closed his eyes, all kinds of carousels flashed by, and he saw his gentle mother again.

"Mother..."

When he muttered these two words, a deep and deep voice exploded in his head: "I'm not reconciled!"

He was startled suddenly, and his eyes, which were about to be closed, opened in an instant. There was not much resentment and unwillingness in his eyes, but full of panic.

The demon god in his body has not stopped yet, and the trapped beast is clamoring in his body: "I will not lose! Jingxi, I will not lose to Jingxi, I am not reconciled!"

A powerful force overflowed from his chest, Luo Huayin let out a muffled snort, and stretched out his hands to cover his chest. Under his horrified gaze, a wisp of black devilish energy floated out of his body, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Oops!

This is his only thought at this moment.

There are many ways to welcome the demon god back. He can set up an ancient formation to summon the sleeping demon god to his side.

But he gave up so many shortcuts, and instead chose to feed the demon himself, not only because he wanted to ask the demon god to do something for him, but also because——

Once the demon god is let out, the world will really be turned upside down!