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

The cultivation world is fully mobilized, no matter how capable the nightmare is, it will be difficult to completely disappear in the net of heaven and earth.

After getting the news, Lu Qianchuan and others rushed to the target town. Among a group of ordinary-looking residents, they saw a man with a ferocious face and black air all over his body.

He drew his new sword and stood ready.

Under the pressure of several monks, the man seemed to be insane. When Lu Qianchuan approached, he could feel the powerful magic power emanating from him.

"That's him?" Shen Qingze frowned.

Lu Qianchuan squinted his eyes, but did not speak.

This is a group of refugees whose homes have been destroyed and displaced. They are crowded together like chickens. Everyone has dirty faces and messy hair. If you don’t look carefully, you can’t tell who is who.

Lu Qianchuan said to the monk who suppressed the villager: "Take him away."

He turned to look at the crowded crowd.

He left in a hurry and left the glazed mirror Mo Chenyuan gave him at home, so even if he tried his best, he could only see the backs of their heads in pitch black, and could not see the faces and expressions of these people clearly.

Lu Qianchuan muttered in his heart, but his face was calm: "Nightmare, come out."

The refugees looked at him tremblingly, but no one responded.

Lu Qianchuan said, "No matter how low you bury your head, I can still recognize you."

The crowd began to whisper and chatter, and it was impossible to hear what they were saying.

After a while, there was still no response, Lu Qianchuan shrugged and said to Shen Qingze: "It seems that the deity is not here."

The corner of Shen Qingze's mouth twitched, and his eyes signaled: Are you sure?

Lu Qianchuan gave him a meaningful look.

That night, according to Lu Qianchuan's wishes, all the monks camped here, and the refugees were also placed in the refugee sheds.Shen Qingze had been busy all day, he just breathed a sigh of relief, opened the curtain to enter the tent, and stretched out a hand from the side, blocking his movement.

Lu Qianchuan's eyes, as pale as glazed glass, shone brightly in the darkness, making Shen Qingze tremble with fright.

After seeing clearly that it was Lu Qianchuan, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I checked all the refugees, except for the one caught during the day today, I didn't find any trace of the demon god."

"How is that person?" Lu Qianchuan asked.

"Still delirious and insane, Master Shu gave him medicine, but it didn't seem to work." Having said that, Shen Qingze paused, then asked, "Next, what do you want to do?" ?”

Lu Qianchuan mysteriously made a silent gesture, and grabbed his sleeve: "Come with me."

The two walked to a small hill not far from the camp.

Lu Qianchuan pointed to the refugee shed below, and said to Shen Qingze: "Find some brothers, surround that refugee shed, and help me set up a formation by the way."

He handed the drawn formation diagram to Shen Qingze.

Shen Qingze took it, and rolled his eyes: "Such a fine formation, just me and Shi Nuo and the others."

Lu Qianchuan patted him with a smile.

Shen Qingze trotted to do some errands, while Lu Qianchuan raised his head and looked at the dark sky above.

There is no moon and the stars are dim tonight, so it is really a good time to kill someone.

Soon, the formation over there was set up, and Shen Qingze made a gesture for him.

Lu Qianchuan jumped down, his white clothes fluttering, and landed in front of the refugee shed.

Most of the refugees didn't sleep. They had been suffering from hunger and cold for many days, and they were afraid that if they closed their eyes, this life would be over.So when Lu Qianchuan fell in front of them in good spirits, almost everyone subconsciously hugged their companions tightly - except for one person.

It was a handsome-looking young man, thin and dressed as a scholar, leaning against the corner trembling.

Lu Qianchuan stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "Brother."

The man trembled, and his whole body trembled like chaff. He looked at Lu Qianchuan in horror, his lips trembled so that he couldn't speak a word.

Lu Qianchuan was a little embarrassed, thought for a while, stretched out his hand to pull him up, and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, do me a favor, I won't make things difficult for you."

That man also had the character of a scholar. Although he was shaking like a sieve, he forcibly calmed down and asked tremblingly, "What's the matter?"

Lu Qianchuan smiled at him, his eyebrows were vivid, and with a flip of his wrist, a burst of blue aura flowed into the young man's body.

"Go." Lu Qianchuan gently pushed his back.

The man was shocked, and before he realized what Lu Qianchuan wanted him to do, his body moved on its own and rushed towards a little girl in the crowd.

The little girl was so frightened that she burst into tears, but the scholar continued to move, grabbing the girl's braid that had been half untied with one hand.

The crowd was shocked, and the noise was endless. The girl's mother burst into tears, knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

Lu Qianchuan said helplessly: "Madam, don't worry, we won't hurt your daughter, it's just..." He changed his voice, "There is something unclean in your daughter's body, I have to drag him out."

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately drew out his sword, and the spiritual sword, forged with all the painstaking efforts of more than a dozen swordsmiths in Xuecheng, pointed at the girl.

However, when the spirit sword was about to touch the girl's body, Lu Qianchuan's body suddenly stopped, the spirit sword stopped, and the girl's eyes widened in horror, her face full of tears.

The next moment, she passed out together with her mother.

A gust of black air rushed out of her small body quickly, and before everyone could react, she jumped a long way, but was abruptly blocked by the formation formed by Shen Qingze and others.

The scholar collapsed on the ground, watching Lu Qianchuan step over him, said thank you beside him, and then walked out of the crowd.

Shen Qingze and the others activated the formation, countless spiritual lights rose from their feet, and countless spiritual lights fell from their heads.

The auras criss-crossed and joined together from top to bottom, and finally turned into a net shape, enveloping the cloud of black air tightly.

Heaven and Earth Network.

It's not the half-baked heaven and earth net in the existing classics of the cultivation world, but the ancient great formation that God Jingxi taught him when he gave him spiritual power.

Although the strength of Shen Qingze and others is not enough to display the strongest power of this formation, it is enough to trap this nightmare form for a while.

The black air was invisible, and it became deformed under the pressure of the heaven and earth nets. Lu Qianchuan stepped forward and inserted the spirit sword into the black air fiercely, suppressing the black air so that it could not move.

Shen Qingze was startled: "He didn't resist?"

"Half of his strength is on the other person, and he has no strength to resist." Lu Qianchuan said.

The black air trembled slightly under the suppression of the spirit sword, and Lu Qianchuan made a decisive decision: "Let's go back to the Demon Realm and enter Rakshasa Hell."

On the way, Shen Qingze carried the man who was possessed by the nightmare, and asked doubtfully, "What's the reason for this?"

Lu Qianchuan said: "He divides his magic power into two, half of which is used to cover up people's eyes and ears, and the other half is hidden in another person's body together with his consciousness. In this way, the chances of us finding him are greatly reduced. And children are the most innocent people. Evil, he is hiding in the little girl's body, if we don't use some tricks, we won't be able to find him."

Shen Qingze frowned: "Since that's the case, how did that scholar find out?"

Lu Qianchuan shrugged: "My spiritual power and his magic power come from the same source, and they should have mutual induction. He has been hiding for a long time, and he must have used some method to cut off the induction with me, but if I give the spiritual power to others, My spiritual power will become less obvious under the human breath, and that person will be able to find him."

Shen Qingze was startled: "Why didn't you use this method earlier?!"

"Do you think this is finding a needle in a haystack, which can be used anytime and anywhere?" Lu Qianchuan looked helpless, "There must be a general range for me to cast the spell."

Several people quickly entered Raksha Hell, Mo Chenyuan had already brought a team of people waiting there for a long time.

Seeing the demon god held in Fang Shinuo's hands like a big black briquette, Mo Chenyuan's eyes lit up: "Caught it?"

"Well." Lu Qianchuan said concisely, "It's not too late, let's hurry up."

With a wave of Mo Chenyuan's sleeve, the gate of Raksha Hell shone red, and now it really became a bloody mouth above the sky, as if waiting impatiently for something.

They kept flying all the way to the mountain where the demon god's body was sealed.

After their last rectification, there are already trees lined with streams and rivers flowing. From a distance, it looks like a fairyland on earth surrounded by clouds and mist.

But everyone was not in the mood to appreciate the beauty.

The green dragon transformed into its original shape, and stood majesticly above the top of the mountain. It was surrounded by grotesque characters and symbols, giving it a sense of treachery and unfathomability.

This is what Mo Chenyuan and the others have achieved since January.

Guard the fairy mountain, repair the enchantment, and at the same time open the formation that seals the nightmare, waiting for Lu Qianchuan and others to arrive at any time.

Everyone looked at each other, Lu Qianchuan and Mo Chenyuan nodded to each other, and said in unison: "Formation!"

The twenty generals of the Demon Race lined up on the left side, and the black demonic energy enveloped them, while the people of Wanlingzong spread out on the right side. spiritual array.

With Lu Qianchuan as the eye of the formation, the rest of the disciples form eleven spirit gates, but at this time, there is a gap in the spirit gate, where Liu Qingkui should be.

Hua Wenyue, who was standing not far away, sighed quietly.

It has been more than a month since he came to Raksha Hell with Mo Chenyuan. He originally thought that when these children came, he would rest in peace and not intervene anymore, but he forgot that one of them was missing.

A purple light flashed, and Hua Wenyue entered the formation, filling that position.

Lu Qianchuan inserted the spirit sword into the formation talisman, and the green dragon rose up in response to the momentum, soared straight up, and let out a deafening dragon chant.

The mountain under his feet kept shaking, Lu Qianchuan said: "The formation has been opened, everyone hold on tight!"

The green dragon flew higher and higher, its horns gradually touched the sky, and it also burst into a sharp howl.

The formation started to operate completely, the seal was released, and the black energy suppressed in the sky net was sucked into the center of the formation screaming, and the black energy on the innocent villager gradually separated from his body, and the blue beam of light formed by the formation It merges with the black air.

At the same time, countless small black air swarmed from all directions, gathered in front of the gate of Raksha Hell, and roared in from the bloody gate.

Lu Qianchuan looked at the black air coming from nowhere with satisfaction, and heard Mo Chenyuan say: "Leave so many seeds in the world, are you planning to give birth to a child?"

"Jing... Xi...!" The rough voice came from the black air, the hatred and madness in it made people shudder, but Lu Qianchuan ignored it, and said to himself: "Cutting weeds requires rooting out, this method is really effective. "

They have been preparing for this day without sleep for more than a month.

Previously, Lu Qianchuan had thought about countless ways to deal with the Demon God, but no matter what, there was a possibility that the Demon God would sneak away like when they played against Luo Huayin.And the demon god is cunning, even if they can destroy his body, there is no guarantee that he will not leave seeds in the world.

So, they made such a plan.

Open the Raksha Hell, and run the barrier that seals the body of the demon god. Once the body is born, it will inevitably search for the consciousness and magic power scattered all over the place.

In this way, without them bothering to find it, all the consciousness hidden among human beings will automatically return to their places, enter the Raksha Hell, and gather together.

As for Lu Qianchuan, what he was waiting for was the moment when they merged into one!

There was also a steady stream of spiritual consciousness flying in from all directions. Everyone held their breath and waited patiently until the last ray of spiritual consciousness entered the formation.

Lu Qianchuan pulled out the spirit sword suddenly, and the whole person stabbed forward like a sharp arrow off the string.

In an instant, the sword light flickered, and the sky and the earth changed color.

Everyone saw Lu Qianchuan's spirit sword piercing Heiqi's body, and Heiqi let out a desperate roar, wanting to lean down to die with Lu Qianchuan, but the beam of light formed by the enchantment became his biggest obstacle.

He was firmly confined in the beam of light, no matter how he stretched his arms, he couldn't reach Lu Qianchuan's body.

Similarly, his magic power could not attack Lu Qianchuan through the beam of light.

The spirit sword uses yin and yang as its energy, and the sun and moonlight condense on it, dazzling.Under the reflection of the light, the demon god's figure is gradually dissipating, almost turning into transparency.

Everyone supported the formation, their bodies were still, but their faces were filled with unconcealable joy.

The desperate roar of the demon god is undoubtedly the most moving sound to them who have been busy for a long time.

Lu Qianchuan maintained the posture where the spirit sword pierced the demon god's body, and remained motionless.

Before the demon god completely dissipated, he didn't dare to take any action. A small negligence could bring them down.

The demon god's last ray of consciousness quickly dissipated in the sky and the earth, and the sun broke through the dark clouds and poured down. Everyone could hardly restrain their inner ecstasy, and some people were ready to shout immediately.

However, at this moment, the demon god who was about to dissipate suddenly inflated his body, and all the resentment and hatred expanded to the maximum at this moment, and the hoarse scream shook everyone's eardrums.

"I won't lose!" The sharp cry resounded throughout the world, and the demon god shouted with all his strength, "Jingxi, you must die!"

At this time, the demon god was nourished by malice and hatred, but its own hatred became its best nourishment.