So I'm the villain [Transmigration Book]

I will tear fate apart for you.

"you"?

Listening to Shen Yi's tone, Qin Yue's eyes moved slightly, but there was a squeak, it turned out that the boat had already arrived in front of the Zhengde Hall, and the maids in front of the hall were slightly blessed: "Please come inside, my lord has been waiting for a long time. "

Various thoughts flashed through Qin Yue's mind, but he didn't answer for a while.

When he came to the Demon Palace, various details that he had ignored in the past came to mind one by one.

When he first saw Shen Yi that the monsters were attacking that day, he thought it was a trick of the "Demon Lord" of the imperial capital to divert the tiger away from the mountain.And Shen Yi is the lover of the "Devil Monarch", so he is naturally willing to go through fire and water for him, even at the expense of being the bait himself to lure him to appear.

But now, Qin Yue discovered that the one in the palace was not the devil.That is to say, Shen Yi has nothing to do with this magician in the palace - at least it seems so now.

Qin Yue was slightly relieved, but couldn't help but think: Shen Yi has nothing to do with Moxiu, the imperial capital, so what about the attacking monsters?Were those monsters driven by the demon cultivator of the imperial capital?

He used to have no doubts about this, and everyone believed that the demon cultivator who raided the imperial capital and turned the clouds and rain was the king of the demon world, and all the demon cultivators and monsters were sent by him.

But judging from the reactions of the palace maids and all the demon cultivators, the demon cultivator is neither a demon master nor very popular, let alone people go through fire and water for him.

On the other hand, the madness of the monsters that day, although they were only beasts, the fanaticism and loyalty in their eyes were so clear, it was completely different from the desperate magicians in the magic palace.

All these made Qin Yue suspicious: Is it possible that the attack of the monster that day, the movement that shocked the world, was not arranged by the imperial capital Moxiu?

Will there be someone else behind the scenes?Could that person be the real Demon Lord?

The devil, Qin Yue pondered, where is he hiding?

The magic cultivators embraced him so much and waited for his rescue, why didn't he show up for so long?

Qin Yue was silent in thought, and the maids were calm and smiling: "Master?"

Qin Yue looked at her for a moment, then stretched out his hand to Shen Yi: "In that case, let's go in."

Shen Yi smiled, and gave him his hand, but Qin Yue pulled him over, imprisoned him in his arms, and stared down at his face.

Demon King, Emperor Capital Demon Cultivator, Shen Yi.

There are innumerable and indistinct connections between these three demon cultivators, disrupting the puzzle of the world.

Seeing Qin Yue's thoughtful eyes, Shen Yi still smiled, but his eyes flickered.

Qin Yue didn't know if he had noticed his twinkling eyes, but he just looked at him silently, and the two looked at each other, like a lover's sweet raving, but also with a little quiet temptation.

The lanterns carried by the maids swayed in the wind, and the flickering lights reflected in the eyes of the two of them.

After a while, Qin Yue stretched out his hand to straighten Shen Yi's flying temples, and asked in a low voice: "It's windy, is it cold?"

"It's not cold." A faint smile appeared on the corner of Shen Yi's mouth, "I'm a demon cultivator, not a mortal, how can I feel cold?"

"Really?" Qin Yue's eyes paused, and he held his hand tightly, "Then, follow me closely."

Shen Yi didn't speak anymore, Ren Qinyue pulled him off the boat, and walked towards the hall step by step.

Wang Shuo and his juniors followed closely behind, Fu Ying entangled on the Youlong Sword, and blinked a little uneasily.

The night wind suddenly blew up, and the devilish energy surged.

It's just that the mountains and rain are about to come, and the wind is full of buildings.

Fu Ying clicked his tongue, sniffed the demonic energy all over the sky, and couldn't help but sneezed.

I don't know if it was because of the sneezing, but the lanterns in the hands of the maids were instantly blown up by the wind, and the figures of the maids flashed and turned into pieces of paper, which burned together with the lanterns in the magic energy, and finally turned into pieces of paper. Made black ashes and disappeared.

This strange and beautiful scene made everyone stunned for a while, and suddenly came back to their senses, only to find that the surroundings were already in darkness, only the hall not far away was brightly lit.

At this time, the juniors realized that not only the maids disappeared with the wind, but also the boat behind them and the maids on the boat disappeared, leaving only them and their group all around, desolate and silent.

But everyone knew that this demon palace was not barren and deserted, at least, that "adult" was in the hall.

Several people looked at each other, and all looked at Qin Yue.

Qin Yue glanced around, and walked into the hall. The blue robe drew a faint silver light, which made everyone calm down and followed into the hall.

The magic hall is bright and brilliant, and there are exquisite candlesticks placed on the walls of the main hall one by one. There are a total of ninety-nine and 81 candlesticks, which shows that the emperor is supreme.And in the middle of the main hall, there is a throne made of gold. On the imperial case in front of the seat are half-approved papers, and the writing brush is still on the inkstone, as if the master has just left.

The night wind was blowing, and everyone stood in the hall, feeling extremely uncomfortable under the ubiquitous pressure.The juniors couldn't help but look around: "Where is the demon cultivator?"

Some people bravely shouted: "You monsters, hurry up and die!"

Naturally, no one answered, Wang Shuo stroked his chin and looked around: "I always feel that this decoration is a bit familiar..."

The juniors laughed: "Why, Senior Brother Wangsuo has been to the Zhengde Hall in the past?"

Wang Shuo shook his head, still in deep thought, but when he looked up, he saw Qin Yue stretch out his finger, and the sword light snuffed out one of the 81 candlesticks, and the demonic energy surged in an instant!

It was at this moment that Wang Shuo finally remembered where this sense of familiarity came from - it was a sword array!It is the first of the 33 sword formations in Jiange Shoushan, the Jiujiwentian Formation!

How could the sword array of the Jiange appear in the realm of the demon cultivator?At this time, Wang Shuo had no time to look at him, he drew out his sword, resisted the surging devil energy, and shouted: "Be careful!"

"It's okay." Qin Yue raised his hand, and without hesitation, thousands of sword shadows behind him rushed straight to the formation!

For a moment, Lingli Mountain flooded the hall like a tsunami, and everyone just felt that they were in a long river in a trance. The muddy river was roaring and roaring, and the people on the bank were howling and running, still devouring thousands of lives mercilessly.

At the time of pity, the river rushes thousands of miles away, and turns to be quiet and lingering, quietly irrigating the farmland along the bank, wild flowers blooming by the river, and the bright moon in the sky.

The world is inhumane, and the ages are eternal——

I am the only one here.

Qin Yue opened his eyes, neither sad nor happy, and stabbed somewhere in the void with his sword. In an instant, the sword formation was broken, and the illusion disappeared, revealing the true face of the hall.

The oppressive pressure dissipated without a trace, and the first brother breathed a sigh of relief: "The chief brother once broke through 33 sword formations in a row, so the Jiujiwentian formation is naturally no problem. It's okay, it's okay!"

Seeing that the sword array had been broken, all the juniors looked around curiously, only to see that the hall was still decorated except for the candlestick.And in the place where the candlestick was originally, a man appeared.

He was sitting leaning against the window sill, looking at a palm-sized golden seal in his hand, which was the jade seal of the Sheng Dynasty.

Qin Yue glanced at him: "Where there is any trouble, there is you. I should have thought of it earlier."

The man chuckled: "Everyone, each other."

He turned his head sideways to look at everyone, his eyes stopped on Shen Yi's face, and he showed an inexplicable smile: "You are finally here."

Seeing that he seemed to be looking at himself, and at Shen Yi beside him, Qin Yue raised his eyebrows slightly: "Who?"

"Of course it's Daoist Qin." The man turned his eyes to look at him, weighed the jade seal in his hand, and curled his mouth.

His long black hair fluttered wantonly in the wind, and his black eyes shone with obsidian-like brilliance, and his whole body almost merged with the black mist.

The wind never sleeps.

Once one of the world's top five cultivators in the realm of transforming gods, he has long since rebelled from the Jiange, causing people to change their colors when they heard of it.

All the disciples of the Jiange looked at him with hostility - Feng Bumian had been in the Jiange for decades, most of them didn't know him, only Wang Shuo had some friendship with him.

At this time, Wang Shuo looked at Feng Bumian with a bit of toothache: "Uncle Feng, we thought it was some kind of demon king who stirred up wind and rain in the imperial capital, but it turned out to be you?"

Feng Bumian said indifferently: "Is it a surprise? Shouldn't it be expected?" He raised his eyes casually, "Who made the devil king not return for a long time, and the devil world has to let me clean up the mess."

Qin Yue was silent for a moment: "If I remember correctly, Mozun Yaoguang is dead."

"That's right." Feng Bumian sighed, "But I don't know why, the Demon Lord's bloodline has not been cut off, but has continued—don't look at me, it's not me."

Feeling Qin Yue's gaze, he shrugged innocently, "Of course I really want that bloodline, but it's a pity that it's really not me."

Qin Yue looked him up and down: "Who is that?"

Feng Bumian stopped talking and narrowed his eyes slightly: "He is—"

Halfway through his words, he suddenly attacked everyone like lightning!

Qin Yue knew that this person was unpredictable as early as in Penglai, and he was prepared for it. At this time, he flew up to meet him. The two experts in the transformation of gods fought back, causing the spiritual power and demonic energy in the palace to howl and intertwine. The entire hall was crumbling.

Feng Bumian didn't seem to notice it, but he was a little surprised and said: "I thought it was all an exaggeration, but who would have thought that you really became a god." He looked at Qin Yue with great interest, "How on earth do you do it? Arrived?"

Qin Yue said coldly: "Don't worry, I will tell you slowly when I subdue you."

Feng Bumian laughed: "The last time we fought was at the Penglai Banquet? At that time, you were still at the Golden Core Realm, and you didn't even have a decent sword—"

He came to his senses as he spoke, and looked Qin Yue up and down, "It seems that there is no such thing now, not even a sword in hand, can you be regarded as a sword repairer?"

Qin Yue struck with a sword light, and said lightly: "Who counts if I don't count?"

"Me." Feng Bumian sideways avoided, the demonic energy in his hand turned into a long sword, and hooked his fingers at Qin Yue, "Little friend, I will teach you again, what is a real sword cultivator!"

His long sword struck with demon energy, this sword actually has the power to pierce the void, it has surpassed the realm of transforming gods and reached the realm of Mahayana.Wherever the sword energy came, it made one's heart shudder.

Qin Yue was a little surprised, and Wang Shuo also widened his eyes in surprise: "Mahayana state! Is the magic cultivator advanced so quickly? Hey, can you try to become a demon, and change back when I am advanced—— Don't look at me like that, I just want to experience the Mahayana state!"

"Don't think about it." Fu Ying rolled his eyes, "He temporarily went to the Mahayana realm, it was because of the blessing of the jade seal on his body, not because of the magic cultivator, you can wake up!"

Everyone suddenly realized that Feng Bumian was told the truth, and he sneered: "Where did the broken snake come from? Don't you carry it around in the corner and come to the world to point it out?"

Fu Ying looked at him indifferently, changed a more comfortable position to wrap around Wang Shuo's body, and yawned along the way: "I'm going to bed first—to remind you, if you want to defeat him, you have to get Yuxi here first." Just do it."

The juniors didn't expect that this great expert would really ignore it, and they were dumbfounded for a moment: "No, Senior Fuying! Senior Fuying! Everyone has a duty to eliminate demons and defend Taoism!"

Fu Ying formed a ball in the morning and fell asleep like lightning on Wang Shuo's body.

Wang Shuo sighed, raised his hand and stuffed Fu Ying into his sleeve, and shouted at Qin Yue who was fighting with Feng Bumian: "Grab the jade seal! Did you hear that! Fu Ying said it!"

With this sound, the crumbling palace collapsed in an instant. The juniors were caught off guard and almost buried in the ground by rubble. Fortunately, a flash of magic energy managed to save everyone.

Everyone squatted on the ruins in disgrace, looked left and right, and saw Shen Yi's flying cyan sleeves, and then realized that Shen Yi had saved their lives, and said with a smile: "Thank you... Mrs. Qin!"

"..." Shen Yi glanced at them, then turned to look at Qin Yue and Feng Bumian.

The fight between these two is inseparable, even if Feng Bumian has the upper hand because of the blessing of Yuxi, he can't do anything to Qin Yue for a while, even...

Shen Yi felt Qin Yue's rising breath, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

"As for fighting with your life?" Feng Bumian looked at him in surprise, thoughtfully, "Or is this your normal state?"

Such a desperate gambler is simply a crazy gambler.Feng Bumian thought, but if the gambler doesn't get out early, one day he will lose his fortune.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at Qin Yue as if looking at a dead person.

But Qin Yue's complexion was serious, and the silver sword light around his body almost turned into substance, and his spiritual power surged and stretched, shaking the sea of ​​devil energy roaring and churning, and there were bursts of painful screams in the sea.

"I said I would subdue you," Qin Yue said lightly, "I will do what I say."

As he said, the silver sword light turned into a long sword, Qin Yue held the sword in his hand, and cut it off with one blow!

Feng Bumian's eyelids twitched, and he pulled back, but it was already too late.

When meeting on a narrow road, the brave wins, and whoever retreats first is already defeated.

Feng Bumian let out a muffled snort, the black air around him became disordered, and Qin Yue was also uncomfortable, blood was even left on the corner of his mouth, but he was ignorant and still attacked Feng Bumian, and the jade seal on his body was about to be blown away with a single sword !

Feng Bumian gritted his teeth slightly, threw Yuxi out in a flash of thought, and shouted: "Catch it!"

This must not have been said to Qin Yue, and it was not Qin Yue who caught Yuxi.

Everyone stared blankly, only to see a blue afterimage passing by, Shen Yi stood on the top of the ruins, reached out to catch the jade seal, and looked at it with lowered eyes.

Feng Bumian staggered and landed beside him, raised his hand to press the wound on his body, and smiled slightly.

And Qin Yue half-knelt on the ground leaning on the long sword, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't seem to notice it, and just looked straight at Shen Yi.

The sound of fighting stopped for a while, and the surroundings returned to silence again, only the howling of the wind, and the howling and neighing in the sea of ​​demonic energy.

Qin Yue didn't speak for a long time, watching Shen Yi reaching out to absorb the spiritual power in the jade seal, watching his green shirt shatter, and his black robe fluttering.

A golden ring appeared on his thin white finger, and the obsidian and jade seal on it complemented each other, almost piercing people's eyes.

After a long while, Shen Yi opened his eyes again, those dark red eyes still contained a slight smile, but it made Qin Yue feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, unable to move.

"...You," Qin Yue opened his mouth, but did not continue.

Shen Yi looked at him with lowered eyes, and said softly: "I am the Demon Lord, I have admired you for a long time, Daoist Qin."