The Great Villain System of Fantasy

Lying on the ground, Yuan Nanli’s bones shattered and he was dying.

His eyes were hollow, his heart was like ashes, and he murmured, “How is this possible… How is this possible…”

Yuan Nanli was now seriously injured, the Dantian meridian was destroyed, and he had already become a wasted man.

However, even if Sen Luozong spent a lot of money to rebuild his body in the future, it would be useless.

Because Yuan Nan’s heart was ruined.

He has always been extremely confident in himself, considering himself to be the top man in the world.

Now to participate in the Yaochi Festival, I thought it would soar to the sky and move the world!

Unexpectedly, I couldn’t even beat a hair of Xuantian Saint Son!

That’s a hair!

Suffering such a great humiliation, Yuan Nanli completely collapsed.

If the Dao Heart is broken, even if the body is reshaped, the future achievements will stop at the Divine Stage Realm and stop moving forward.

Seeing that his own Saint Son was actually seriously injured by the incarnation of the Xuantian Saint Son.

Frightened, Senluo Sect Strongman quickly ran to Yuan Nan’s side to help.

Seeing that Yuan Nanli was still alive, the Senluo Sect Strongman let out a sigh of relief.

Immediately, I found that something was wrong.

Only to see Yuan Nan’s eyes empty, his face like dead ash, lying on the ground like a living dead.

The Senluo Sect Strongman naturally knew what this meant.

This means that the Dao Heart of the Son of God has been broken!

Since then, he has become a wasted man!

The Senluo Sect Strongman’s heart was cold, it was over, this time back to the Sect Gate, they would definitely be severely punished!

The failure to protect the Son is an extremely serious mistake!

Moreover, Yuan Nanli is the hope for the future of the entire Senluo Sect, and this time it is abolished, and there will definitely be a major earthquake in the Senluo Sect!

However, he did not dare to question the Xuantian Holy Son.

Not to mention that the terror of the Xuantian Saint Son shocked them, just those Divine Palace Realm Strongmen behind the Xuantian Saint Son made the Senluo Sect strong people shudder.

Those were six Divine Palace Realm Strongmen, even more than the Senluo Sect.

Naturally, he didn’t even dare to let go of a harsh word, and Senluo Sect Strongman carried Yuan Nan, who was like a walking corpse, away from the ashes.

Yuan Nan was already abandoned, and the Yaochi Grand Meeting naturally did not need to participate.

They immediately took Yuan Nan away and returned to southern Xinjiang.

Waiting for the disposal of the Senluo Sect…

Watching the Senluo Sect people leave in ashes, the monks around them were full of emotions.

That Yuan Nan was not an ordinary strength, and he was a master.

In the Yaochi Festival, exchanging what you have learned with all the masters and opening up the realm will inevitably make great progress.

In the future, there will be a great future for people who can achieve something.

However, it was because he provoked the Xuantian Saint Son that this time he ended up with a broken Daoist heart.

Suddenly, everyone sighed…

And Qin Ting’s avatar also gradually dissipated, revealing its original form, turning into a hair and flying back to Qin Ting’s head.

The onlookers looked at Qin Ting in awe, and only then did they understand the horror of Xuantian Saint Son.

This was why Elder Sheng of the Wonderland had great respect for him.

One hair can ruin a genius…

It’s horrible!

After Qin Ting had done all this, his face was expressionless, as if he had done a trivial matter that was not insignificant.

However, this matter is indeed a trivial matter for him.

Yuan Nanli’s only role was to give him a standing power.

Qin Ting’s eyes narrowed slightly, so that those fools who didn’t know the height of the sky should always know who couldn’t mess with it…

And Mu Qingyi looked at Qin Ting with a look of adoration, and she could naturally still perceive Yuan Nanli’s strength, this person was a master.

However, it was so easily solved by Qin Ting, Mu Qingyi’s heart was full of pride.

……

Watching Qin Ting and the others enter the restaurant, the monks around them also scattered.

Suddenly, a young monk asked with some doubt, “Since the Eastern Wilderness can produce such a figure as the Xuantian Saint Son, it shows that the Eastern Wilderness is not weak, so why is there no figure with the same name as the Xuantian Saint Son…”

When the crowd heard this, they all nodded.

Indeed, the Eastern Wasteland is vast and is the most prosperous territory except for Zhongzhou.

It is reasonable to say that such a vast and rich place should be the endless emergence of heaven and flowers.

For example, in Zhongzhou, although Yuxiao Shengzi was the leader of the younger generation in Zhongzhou, the Grand Duke of Tianfu was also on a par with him.

And the White Jade Saint Son, the Izumo Holy Son, the Danxia Saint Daughter, the Fa Xiang Monk and other celestial beings are also extraordinary, and they can also compete with the Jade Xiao Holy Son.

It can be said that a hundred flowers bloom.

But Dong Huang, it seems that there is no famous figure except for a Xuantian Saint Son…

At this time, the white-haired old man said lightly, “It’s not that there are no other outstanding celestial beings in the Eastern Wilderness.” ”

The crowd looked at him, waiting to be answered.

The white-haired old man said quietly, “But these outstanding celestial figures have all died at the hands of this Xuantian Saint Son…”

The crowd looked at each other in shock.

Immediately, a chill rose in their hearts…