When the Villain Become a Protagonist

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully humiliating Zhang Yifan and plundering his luck by 10 points. At present, he is almost 10 points for luck to kill him. Hope the host will continue to work hard!"

Seeing that the main task of this trip has been completed, Shenwudao does not intend to stay here any more. After all, plundering luck is like cutting leeks.

"Hey, little fat man, we should also go now, don't bully him anymore!"

"Hey, my lord, I know, I'll stop now!"

"Slap, slap, slap."

After another intensive fat hand punches, Zhang Ning trot happily in front of Shen Wu Dao.

Looking at the handsome man in front of him, Zhang Ning smiled flatly: "Hey, my lord, the little one has followed you in the Ten Thousand Demons Tomb, I hope you will take in the villain!"

"Take it in?"

Shen Wudao looked at Zhang Ning thoughtfully, and then a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"Hehe, in that case, just follow me."

...

After a while, the surroundings were calm again, but suddenly there were clouds and thunder.

"Wow, wow, wow."

The heavy rain slapped Zhang Yifan mercilessly, and the heavy rain and his blood stained a large area of ​​the surrounding land.

"Cough, cough."

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Yifan finally got sensation. After slowly opening his eyes, he looked down at his wounded body.

"Ahem, it humiliates me so much, but why didn't you kill me!"

As the son of dignified luck, has Zhang Yifan ever suffered such humiliation?

"puff!"

Zhang Yifan became more and more angry when he thought about it, but for a moment his qi and blood surged, and his anger attacked his heart. He unexpectedly spewed a big mouthful of blood.

After a long time, the young man stood up tremblingly, and his eyes were on the cliff not far away!

Zhang Yifan slowly approached the cliff step by step, and finally, he stood on the edge of the cliff.

"Hehe, I think Zhang Yifan was born in poverty, but he is constantly striving for self-improvement. Now for 18 years, I have overcome all the difficulties one by one. It's just a pity!"

The young man laughed at himself, and then he said ‘dying words’ alone again:

"It's just a pity that I can't pass this level. I'm an eight-foot man with a strong bone. Rather than suffer the endless humiliation, it is better to die to end this torture!"

Zhang Yifan looked firmly at the dark cliff bottom, and jumped off without hesitation.

"Huh, why did he jump down?"

Shenwudao, who was hiding from the rain in a certain cave, was a little surprised. After repeatedly watching the images from the monitoring eye, he finally confirmed that Zhang Yifan had really jumped off the cliff!

"Tsk tusk, according to the routine, this child of luck will definitely not die if he jumps off the cliff, and he will get a great chance!"

"Great opportunity, great opportunity!"

Suddenly, Shen Wudao suddenly realized that there was a bold guess in his heart:

"The chance Zhang Yifan got by jumping off the cliff this time is most likely the chance that God Emperor Hongjun said!"

When I thought of this, Shen Wudao's heart also became hot.

"My lord, the rain is about to stop, where should we go next?"

"Haha, little fat man, it's not us, but me."

Zhang Ning was puzzled. He looked at Shenwudao with little confused eyes, and then asked respectfully:

"Hey, my lord, the villain is stupid, I don't know what you mean."

Hearing that, Shen Wudao shook his head helplessly: "Oh, little fat man, it doesn't matter if you don't understand it, you just need to know that this cave will be your home in the future."

Ever since, under Zhang Ning's unbelievable expression, Shenwudao slowly raised his right hand, then slapped it down.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the bloody Zhang Ning kept spitting blood in the deep pit. It was obvious that he was dying.

"Little fat guy, how do you actually say it? You don't like a person like you, so, since you have followed me, I will kindly send you on the road."

After speaking, Shen Wudao hit Zhang Ning's body with a lotus fire again.

"Ah, ah, ah!"

Accompanied by Zhang Ning's weak groan, Shenwudao slowly walked towards the ten thousand zhang cliff.

At the same time, the bottom of the cliff.

"Cough, cough."

"I, am I not dead yet?"

Zhang Yifan looked at everything around him in an incredible way. After a long time, he finally accepted the reality that he was not dead yet.

"Oh, so I won't die, this is the blessing from heaven to me, and it is the motivation for me to live well!"

In this way, after Zhang Yifan comforted himself, he was full of confidence in his future life. As for the depression before jumping off the cliff, he was naturally wiped out.

"Young man, do you crave strength? Do you crave strength? Do you crave revenge? If you want them, come here!"

The abrupt melodious and ethereal voice lingered in Zhang Yifan's ears, which shocked his mind: "Power, infinite power, I want it, I want it!"

"Haha, knock down that man, I will humiliate him severely, and finally kill him!"

Immersed in his own fantasy, Zhang Yifan got up desperately, and finally walked towards the source of the sound.

"Power, here I am!"

Looking at the cave in front of him, without much consideration, Zhang Yifan staggered in.

As it got deeper and deeper, the cave became narrower and narrower. After Zhang Yifan passed through a stone gate, he finally reached the deepest part of the cave!

"Haha, boy, I have been waiting here for more than 30,000 years, and now I am finally waiting for you, a destined person!"

Suddenly a white mist appeared, and when the white mist dissipated, a strange monster soul appeared in the air.

The soul of the monster beast is as long as a snake, has scales like a fish, has horns like a deer, and has claws like an eagle. It is aggressive and majestic!

"Dragon, it turns out that there are really dragons in this world!"

Looking at the soul of the dragon and beast, Zhang Yifan's eyes were full of awe.

"Haha, boy, don't panic, I am indeed a dragon, and the ancestor of all dragons-Zulong!"

"Ancestor, Zulong! Isn't that a peerless power with boundless cultivation?"

"Yes, Not Bad!"

The Ancestral Dragon Soul spoke proudly, but he didn't know what it thought of, and his gaze suddenly dimmed.

"More than 30,000 years ago, the Red Lotus God Emperor wanted to take me as a mount. I swear to death, and finally fought him in a dark world. It's just a pity that my body and soul were destroyed in the end. "

"Fortunately, a drop of my blood remained and came here by chance."

Zhang Yifan is not a fool. Hearing this, he immediately reacted:

"I, Zhang Yifan, are here to swear to the sky, as long as the predecessors hand the ancestral dragon's essence and blood to the next, I will personally kill the Red Lotus God Emperor and avenge the predecessors!"

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