Villain Boss Raiders [Transmigration Book]

The time of Shangwu God's Dome is chaotic, except for the sun and the moon, it is difficult to distinguish the other nodes of the day.

In one realm, the distant Temple of the Heavens, with the red sun above its head, stepping into this wasteland overgrown with luxuriant grass, looking up, there is a silver-purple moon disk.

With a jug of spirits on his waist, Fu Linfeng walked among the weeds, flattened the grass branches that were at the same level as his waist with his big palms, and kicked away the bones of the flesh that blocked the way.

The Wangu Pagoda stands tall under the moon plate, as if you can touch the toes of the moon from the top of the pagoda. The middle of the pagoda is surrounded by three layers of black and purple clouds. The back of the pagoda is separated by a long river that is as wide as it can be seen. The river is turbid. All spells in the world can fall.

This is the well-known boundary between Shenqiong and Desire Realm.

Walking to the bottom of the tower, facing the huge entrance, Fu Linfeng stood still for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at the top of the tower: "Yin Longchuan, Fu Linfeng."

The door with the terrifying patterns of devils and gods engraved on it was closed tightly. Hearing this sound, he opened himself consciously, revealing a foggy space behind him.

Fu Linfeng lifted his foot and collapsed in, ignoring the freely movable statues on the bottom floor of the tower and the remnants of gods and demons attached to the statues that flew into the air from time to time, he stepped up the steps step by step, and personally experienced a The so-called spiritual pressure of one level and one level finally reached the highest level.

Xiao Yunze was closing his eyes, sitting cross-legged in the center of the top floor of the tower, surrounded by dozens of magic weapons flying up and down to help him resist the pressure of the gods.

The white-clothed deity draped behind her back, throwing away the messy and clueless trivial matters of the world, and returning to the realm of the self again, cold as frost, calm and still.

Fu Linfeng walked forward on his own, changed a table and sat down, untied the flagon from his waist, and drank heavily.The wine in the jug seemed inexhaustible, and the taste swayed into the air, strong and refreshing.

Silence is like poison, slowly sinking into this layer.

Temple of the gods.

Just as Ye Fei put on the red gauze, he got out of the room, walked a few steps towards the main hall, and saw a familiar object when he looked up.

Li Jun quietly hung the world-cleaning lotus lantern on the thickest red pillar as one of the witnesses of the wedding.

Under the lamp, Bai Yan was chatting and laughing with him: "Young Master has great skills, even I can't learn this deep-rooted method."

Li Jun was dressed in red, and his hairband was also red, his smile did not add a trace of moisture: "It's just luck."

It turned out to be the technique of splitting roots and opening bones, Ye Fen felt a little ashamed when he heard it.

Back then he swore that Li Jun was cheating on his sister, which was a bit arbitrary.

At that time, it was true that on the grounds that the world-purifying lotus fire had to illuminate the world, he suddenly realized the root-dividing and bone-piercing technique in the innate god forest, and used it to separate the top-level divine fire.But the scope is very limited, Jingshilianhuo is one of them.

Thinking about it carefully, he should have guessed the relationship between Li Jun and Qing long ago.

It is written in the book that the lotus fire of the world was controlled by the gods of the past generations. The gods of this generation did not die, but the gods fell into Li Jun's hands. It can only be suppressed by the divine power attribute of the first master.As Qing's other half of the godhead, Li Jun is bound to be more similar to Qing than the deity who is the incarnation of the heart demon, and it is easier to be recognized by Lianhuo.

Perhaps it was the smile of the young man in white who brought the lotus lantern, which easily disrupted his suspicious heart, and the rest of his emotions were defeated, defeated by the entanglement of love at the moment.

This was the first time Ye Fei saw Li Jun in red.

It should be the last time too.

The next time we meet, it will be Ling Yiqing, the Demon King of the Desire Realm who is dressed in black, decisive in killing, and as fierce as a falcon.

Shangwu Shenqiong, the young master Li Jun, died in this big marriage forever.

When Ye Fei thought of this, the first thing that popped into his mind was not how the Demon Emperor of the later generation would flatten and round himself, and put out a killing array to squeeze it into juice.

He only regrets that the author of the original work deliberately wrote Li Jun as advocating simplicity and cleanliness, that is, "dressed in white" for the sake of comparison.

Then in the period of Desire Realm, it was wrapped in the fur of all kinds of monsters and beasts, all kinds of top-level artifacts and magic weapons were held in hands, the patterns and accessories on the weapons became more and more gorgeous, and the hairstyles were chic and unruly. Awake.

As the saying goes, people need clothes.

Don't you see the same face, the same height and figure, Li Jun can only meet Xue Hui who doesn't mean much to him, the little girl Ziying, and a scheming girl like Yang Fei, but Ling Yiqing can take over the harem and say a few words casually The lines won the hearts of all the goddesses and witches.

It seems that the appearance has a wall.

Ye Fei regretted again, he could only take one look at such a handsome descendant, and then he was squeezed out.

He belongs to Xue Hui, Ziying, Shan Dieyan, Xiao Moer, and many, many women, except him.

He only owns his cat, his little card, but it is a pity that the Tiger Soul Beast is not a cat after all, and it is impossible for the hero to stay by his side forever.

Ye Fei put down the red gauze, covered his face, and walked towards Li Jun.

At the end of Bai Yan's speech, he sent a red light into Li Jun's hand with some embarrassment, enveloping several fragments.

"This is, God Lord Lu Xing, entrusted me to hand it over to the Young Master."

"Oh, what else did he say?"

"He said that there is a saying in the lower world that a spring night is worth a thousand gold. He is already poor, and I hope he will cherish the opportunity less."

"It's his temper."

Li Jun laughed a few times, and quickly savored the exercise book that recorded the methods of the weekend in detail.

Bai Yan naturally knew what Lu Xing asked him to hand over, so he was embarrassed for a moment, and slipped into the hall among the gods, waiting for the newcomer to finish his salute.

Li Jun turned to look at Ye Fu behind him, smiled and leaned up to kiss his forehead, held hands, and planned to go to the hall before the gods together, but was dragged back.

Li Jun looked at the bride whose eyes were gradually turning red, feeling a little dazed, and held up his face: "What's wrong?"

Ye Fei lowered the red gauze a little more, and squeezed out a big smile: "It's nothing. We've passed."

Li Jun was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Don't worry. It's just a cutscene."

Ye Fei nodded, took the initiative to hold his hand, clasped his fingers tightly, and walked towards the gods side by side with him.

The hall is full of colorful colors, surrounded by divine clouds, each showing their magical powers, and they are beaming with joy.

The newlyweds are in a pair, with red clothes and hair, skirts sweeping the floor, their demeanor needless to say.

Qingge broken steps, looks in full bloom, came hand in hand, applause sounded at the right time.

The big gift is about to be completed, the heaven and the earth are singing, the little boy is calling, and the worship stops abruptly.

"The gods are here!"

Ye Fei and Li Jun paused, looked at each other, and agreed to greet the god first.

The supreme god wearing half of the mask landed on the chariot and horse driven by Feitian Yukun, and moved to the center of the hall in an instant with the breath of the gods.

Li Nai stared at his titular grandson and his future wife for a while, then walked forward and raised his hand: "Continue."

Then at the next glance, Li Jun and the gods were all petrified, standing still, only the beautiful, seemingly gentle bride was walking towards him with a slight smile.

The scene changed instantly, and he and the woman moved to another space at the same time.

The sea is choppy, lifeless air permeates wantonly, and a lonely cliff stands on one side.

"Qingya...Bitter Sea...you are..."

The half of the mask was instantly blown away by the sea breeze, revealing a face that looked exactly like Li Jun's.

Li Nai opened his eyes wide, and for the first time in his life, he fell into a shock of despair after living for millions of years.

During his investigation, the ant-like goddess who had just become a god walked out of the woman's body like shedding a snake's slough.

The black hair flutters in the air with the wind, the cuffs of the iconic green robe are spread out, and the eyebrows and divine power are all familiar.

"I don't know, is it the reunion with you after a long time, or haven't seen you yet?"

The evil god boss lightly licked his lower lip with his tongue, and his movements were full of evil spirits without losing the elegance necessary for catching prey.

He was not surprised by the other party's reaction, after all, there are more exciting gifts waiting for this one.

"Ye Fei?"

In shock, Li Nai called out the name that he thought he would never see again in this life, his calm and dull heart was gradually activated by a stream of living water.

"it's me."

Ye Fei responded to him with a smile.

"I am back."

Far away, Wangu Tower.

Fu Linfeng plugged the mouth of the wine gourd: "It's started.

Xiao Yunze woke up from the meditation, his tightly closed eyelids trembled, and then returned to normal.

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