I Became a Follower of the Female Villain

Confucian Temple Square.

Dressed in a fluttering white robe, he looked like a judge of Yama.

Please Wang Laogou to die!

One sentence sent chills down the spine of hundreds of thousands of people, and the terrifying murderous aura almost materialized, permeating and spreading around!

All the lords of the Chaotang Gungun stared at the thin man.

Wang Songshi's eyes were full of indescribable fear, and his lips were trembling constantly.

His heart was beating violently in his chest like a rumbling war drum, as if it would break his chest at any moment.

All hopeless despair!

He even knew!

Why would he know!

"Dare to cast a curse on me, who will die if you don't die?"

Xu Bei looked with a slight smile on his face, but his voice was cold and piercing.

The voice fell, and the audience was in an uproar!

Mr. Xu survived the master's curse?

It's unbelievable!

The next moment, the officials fell into contemplation. Except for a very few military officers who were ignorant of the world, most of them were human beings.

I haven't heard that there is any enmity between them. Why did Master Wang Song cast a curse?

Could it be who ordered it?

Subconsciously, they suspect the Wu family!

Although the two parties live in peace for the time being, how can they easily forget the humiliation that has gone deep into their bones?

So the samurai had every motive.

Inside the phoenix chariot, Wu Zhao thumped in his heart, feeling bad.

Immediately, his face became ugly, and his cold eyes wandered over Xu Beiwang and Master Wang Song.

In her vision, relying on Wu Junji to kill Xu Eliao in a fair manner would not only wash away the shame, but also boost her power as a queen!

Why kill two birds with one stone, so why secretly encourage a warlock?

From Xu Beiwang's noncommittal expression, she figured out an extremely sinister intention!

Evil Liao may know who is behind the scenes, but deliberately keeps silent to make people guess, so he guides the Wu family, and the dirty water is poured all over the sky!

Wu Zhao's phoenix eyes were cold, and he pursed his lips lightly, trying his best to restrain the hatred in his heart.

But in the royal team, Ji Wudao fell into an ice cave, as if he was naked in the ice and snow, every inch of his skin was stiff.

Once Master Wang Song said his name, how to explain it?

How to deal with the ferocious attack of the imperial concubine's party next?

Ji Wudao's mind was about to explode, and waves of dizziness came!

This king just wants to sow discord, and wants to see the fifth devil fight with the Wu family, so that the fisherman can benefit from it.

Back then, you shouldn't have rejected this king's overtures. This king is a nobleman, the eldest son of the emperor, and the future emperor!

It is a crime for you, a commoner, to neglect this king, and it is an unforgivable crime to humiliate this king!

But the king regrets it now!

Never at that moment, Ji Wudao felt that the time was so difficult that his body was tortured even while breathing.

"If you don't die today, you will die tomorrow."

Xu Beiwang's momentum soared, and a drop of blood flew into the air, muttering something.

boom!

The crowd was shocked!

Mr. Xu, this is a life-and-death contract!

The implication of that sentence is that if you dare to avoid and not fight, the imperial concubine and empress will cut off your head tomorrow.

Mr. Xu's beheading of the court officials might leave something to talk about, but who would dare to criticize him as the fifth devil?

Hearing this, Master Wang Song seemed to be stabbed in the heart by a sharp weapon, and a sharp sense of despair instantly permeated his whole body.

He knew that he had stepped onto a cliff and was about to fall into an abyss.

There is no way out.

The moment he was noticed by the evil lizard, his own death might have been doomed.

How could a mere master with a mere cultivation base escape the clutches of the Fifth Clan?

In the realm of mortal death, you must first suppress the ants you don't know the so-called!

boom!

Master Wang Song stepped forward with a grim face.

The blood essence floated into the air, and the two drops of blood essence confronted each other, and there was a faint breath of heaven in the void.

The atmosphere of the Confucian Temple is on the verge of condensation.

Hundreds of thousands of people stared at the wordless scripture above the white robe's head.

How strong is the power of spiritual blessing, can it make Mr. Xu kill the enemy with his hands?

If he loses and is placed under the contract of life and death, is Mr. Xu really going to fall?

Like a gambler, really awesome!

"boom!"

There was a loud bang.

A gray bone appeared in the void, surrounded by countless black runes, making it eerie.

Curse the evil bones!

Many warlocks in the Sitianjian looked serious, and Master Wang Song resorted to the strongest killing move from the very beginning.

In an instant, a wave of cold breath immediately emanated from the evil bone and spread in all directions.

Some martial artists in the qi training period felt dizzy, and a strange invisible force directly penetrated into the depths of their hearts.

Warlock's curse is terrible!

"die!"

Master Wang Song roared, and a bloody eyeball appeared between his eyebrows.

To be able to kill a proud man, I have no regrets in this life!

Xu Helian, let me go to hell with this old man!

In the underworld, the old man has to curse you!

Hahahahaha!

The gray bones formed a black chain, and circles of twisted ripples visible to the naked eye appeared in the void, winding towards the white robe.

That eyeball cast a bloody net in the void!

The terrifying power of a fourth-grade warlock!

Everyone's hearts are palpitating, and their souls are trembling!

They twisted their necks with difficulty and looked at the white robe.

This handsome man stood calmly, with extremely indifferent eyes, as if a Confucian saint was looking down on a rebellious literati.

suddenly.

Wordless Heavenly Book buzzed.

"Thousands of immortality."

"It's all about killing!"

The white robe slowly spit out ten words in a serious tone.

boom!

boom!

Boom——

The ten characters in the Wordless Heavenly Manual were condensed, instantly emitting endless blood and evil spirit!

A vast and surging killing atmosphere that seemed to come from ancient times swept towards Master Wang Song.

With Tianxian in his mouth, a word becomes a prophecy!

Master Wang Song's complexion changed drastically, and the eyeballs on his forehead instantly dimmed, and the black chain was cut off unexpectedly!

He wanted to avoid it, but found that he seemed to be imprisoned in place.

The blood and spirit are all frozen!

Xu Beiwang looked indifferent:

"punish!"

The void split open, and the ten bloody characters turned into a blood-red seal, which fell down directly.

Boom!

Master Wang Song's body was directly crushed, torn apart, and collapsed!

A head soared into the sky!

Xu Beiwang slowly stretched out a palm, and the violent true energy blasted towards the head.

boom!

Head exploded!

Ears, eyeballs, and brains were splashed everywhere, and blood mist filled the air.

Blood stained half the sky!

In an instant, the Confucian Temple was dead silent.

Everything around is too quiet, as quiet as an empty mountain valley.

It was so quiet that one's scalp tingled and one's hair stood on end!

Everyone looked at Xu Beiwang in amazement, the snow-white robe was covered with blood, like blooming blood-red flowers.

Grandmaster is dead and gone!

He was really cut into pieces, not even a piece of flesh and blood the size of a palm was left.

Although with the help of the sage's spiritual thoughts, it is unbelievable to cross several realms and kill a fourth-rank grandmaster with one move, just like a dream.

Ji Wudao's pupils trembled violently, and an unstoppable shudder passed through his heart!

And many clansmen of the Wu family also felt cold all over their bodies, and deep fear emerged in their hearts.

From this calm face, they saw a cold-blooded killing demon!

Cutting a person into tens of thousands of pieces without even frowning.

Once this evil fang grows up, it may be even more terrifying than the fifth devil!