Villain: My Longyang Dao Body, Holy Maiden Has Turned Into A Scumbag

"Where are you, show me quickly!"

Daoist Xuanzhen pointed at the void, the space distorted, and there was a wave of waves!

The figure of a woman in a tight black dress was finally exposed to the public.

She was blind with black ribbons wrapped around her eyes.

But the moment I saw this woman...

Surrounded by countless Sect Leaders, Saint Lords, and Elders, the hairs stood on end, and the mind was shocked!

Some people even want to escape here subconsciously.

The chill that shot up from the spine went straight to Tianling.

The disciples of the younger generation are quite confused, and they don't know why everyone is so afraid of this blind woman.

"She...she is...."

"The lord of the Nether Rakshasa Palace, Xue Ming Ji!"

Someone pointed at her, her face twisted, and her fingers were trembling.

"The phantom is invisible, with superb killing skills. Five hundred years ago, everyone in the Canglan Continent feared the existence!"

"Didn't she be besieged and killed by the masters of the kings, and she is still alive..."

"It turns out that she has been hiding in Beiyang, the Sword Emperor saved her?!"

Five Hundred Years ago, when the name You Ming Ji was mentioned, everyone's expressions changed, and children would burst into tears when they heard it.

Nether Rakshasa Palace, a sect dedicated to murder, has long been destroyed.

Xue Mingji didn't have many lives in her hands.

But everyone is not an unknown person!

Saint Lord Sect Leader, princes and nobles, ancestor of Dao Palace, Buddhist Vajra......

No one who was targeted by her has ever escaped.

Lin Qi'an was a little speechless, a aunt You scared you like this.

My Saint in Beiyang can gather a table of Werewolves.

The Great Emperor can play Mahjong.

It's just that those people are too old. My father said that Aunt You is relatively young and knows how to take care of children, so he chose her.

"You Ming Ji, it turned out to be you!"

"Five Hundred Years ago, you were only in the king realm, yet you dared to be arrogant in front of this deity!"

Taoist Xuanzhen pointed out again.

The space is torn apart, leaving behind a turbulent white trail!

The power of one finger has the potential to penetrate the world?

Is this the power of a semi-holy powerhouse? It's simply daunting...

Facing the force of this finger, You Ming Ji only gave her a look.

The killing intent, which seemed to be substantial, gushed out.

The two terrifying energies collided in mid-air, stirring up a blast of wind, and the mountains were in turmoil!

"Also a half-saint?!" Daoist Xuanzhen shrank his pupils.

Unexpectedly, the other party has also entered the semi-holy realm.

And it's better than myself....

"Xuanzhen, don't make mistakes."

Aunt You's tone was flat, but with a killing intent that chilled the mind and body.

At this moment, Xuanzhen also knew that if he really wanted to fight with his life.

I am not her opponent.

People who really grew up in the endless killing, their combat power can be more than one level higher than others.

"What's the matter...why didn't the half-sage in Nanyue stop talking?"

"Did you get scared?"

"No way...everyone is a semi-saint, it's too embarrassing for someone to frighten you with just one word!"

"Look at his complexion changing for a while, it's obviously a bit of a dilemma..."

As a semi-saint, how could Xuanzhen not hear these whispers.

I was sullen in my heart, but I couldn't say anything.

"You Ming Ji, although I can't defeat you, I can still hold you back if I want to."

"If you want to force a war, you may keep your son?"

In the end, he took advantage of the numerical advantage to fight back.

That's right, if the two half-sages really went to war, Aunt You would not be able to protect Lin Qi'an.

It is obviously impossible to rely on the sword guards alone to resist Zhao Sanfeng's dozens of sects!

"This is broken..."

"The opponent has the upper hand after all."

"The You Ming Ji doesn't dare to take action lightly, she is the only one who can protect His Royal Highness."

Zhao Sanfeng said angrily: "Lin Qi'an, today we can give you Beiyang a face, so that you can leave safely."

"However, these sword guards under your command killed hundreds of my Nanmang guards, and they must all be buried with them, and none of them can escape!"

"Oh, is that so?"

"Your Highness, don't bother, we will protect ourselves."

Lin Qi'an ignored them, and stepped forward alone, facing Zhao Sanfeng and the mighty thousands of cultivators alone.

"Today, this son will play a game with you."

"Wait, each sect chooses a proud son of heaven to fight against this son."

"Win, Cultivation Technique!"

"If you lose, save your life."

The task required to kill ten Heaven's Chosen Ones, which happened to be completed here.

These Sect Sacred Lands are all helping South Vietnam, and they don’t have any psychological burden to kill.

"Cultivation Technique..."

"Damn it, the prince is too generous!"

"The highest level in our Sacred Land is the Cultivation Technique..."

"Hehe, the lower sect doesn't even have a high-level Xuan class."

Hearing these four words, everyone was overwhelmed, feeling that Beiyang has a profound background.

"Haha, Lin Qi'an, haven't you figured out the situation yet?"

Zhao Sanfeng smiled: "Why should we bet against you?"

"Good question!"

"I can destroy your Sect with just one sentence, is that enough reason?"

The voice fell, and there was a burst of laughter.

"Hahaha, it's fine for you to be domineering in Beiyang, this is Nanyue!"

"You can destroy South Vietnam's Sect with one sentence, why?"