The Hero of a Cool Novel? I, the Villain, Will Kill You!

54: A big loach dares to come to save people?“Sorry, This Emperor descended long ago!”

“Just now, when you two were fighting, This Emperor was watching from afar!”

Wang Qing, treading on black Underworld Flowers, his figure blurring, instantly teleported to the center where the two great Dao storms of destruction converged.

He squinted at “Ye Changsheng and Long Aotian” trapped by the Dao storm, feeling an indescribable sense of exhilaration.

“Whoosh whoosh…”

The storm raged incessantly!

The land was ravaged, seawater surged in, mountains collapsed, revealing endless abyssal black holes.

Ye Changsheng saw the time storm growing stronger and stronger, his skin cracking, and he was about to collapse. He quickly asked the System in his mind.

[System, didn’t you say Wang Qing was a Golden Immortal? What power is he displaying now?]

[Ding! The System doesn’t know what’s going on either, it suggests the host evacuates quickly!]

[The Immortal Emperor System Card’s duration is one month, host, the System suggests you quickly find a place to familiarize yourself with the Immortal Emperor’s power, so you can seize treasures in the Secret Realm!]

The Divine-Grade Sign-in System sounded a danger alert.

Ye Changsheng’s eyes were filled with rage, wishing he could devour Wang Qing alive.

He couldn’t understand how Wang Qing, a native of the Immortal Realm, would think of harvesting Luck. Instead of suppressing the Tianyuan Clan, he intervened to contend for Xiao Yan.

“Hiss…”

The time storm was already tearing Ye Changsheng’s body apart. He took a cold breath.

Ignoring everything else, he bit his tongue, spat out a mouthful of vital blood, and escaped into the shattered space, disappearing.

Long Aotian saw the Dragon-robed man leave.

He raised his hand and cast a mysterious Dao Law light screen to protect himself and Xiao Yan, speaking coldly:

“Wang Qing, you dare to attack This Aotian, aren’t you afraid of retaliation from the Transcendents Alliance?”

“Retaliation? However much pleasure you took in showing off just now, This Emperor is now your retribution!”

“If you’re not convinced, you can step out of the destruction storm and fight This Emperor!”

“The Transcendents Alliance? When This Emperor unifies the Immortal Realm, he will naturally go and trouble them!”

Wang Qing, treading on the Underworld Flower imprint, instantly appeared like a phantom above the destruction storm, looking down at Long Aotian within it.

“You… you!” Long Aotian was speechless from the retort. He glanced at Xiao Yan on his shoulder and made a decision that went against his ancestors.

“Don’t you just want Xiao Yan? This Aotian will give him to you!” Long Aotian said with a face full of regret.

He had originally intended to bring Xiao Yan back to the Transcendents Alliance to refine him into a Puppet, but now that Wang Qing was snatching him, he could only save himself first.

With a “whoosh” sound!

Long Aotian threw Xiao Yan out of the center of the destruction storm. He raised his hand, tore open the space, and entered the River of Time, making a swift escape.

“Wang Qing, This Aotian’s true body is not here. Next time we meet, you won’t be so lucky!”

Long Aotian’s cursing voice came from the River of Time, his figure having fled to an unknown timeline.

“Whoosh whoosh…”

Long Aotian had left, but the destruction storm still raged incessantly, as if a natural disaster had descended, tearing this world apart.

“Ah!”

Xiao Yan’s body was torn apart by the storm, and he screamed in pain!

“Boom!”

It was at this moment that a giant Python ten thousand miles long flew out from the endless black hole in the ground, coiled around Xiao Yan, and escaped into the earth’s core.

“Hmph! Ye Changsheng and Long Aotian can be dealt with later. You, a seven-colored giant Python, dare to save someone right under This Emperor’s eyes!”

Wang Qing’s white hair fluttered in the wind, his face full of displeasure. He raised his hand and pressed down.

A giant, pale, bone-like palm appeared out of thin air, gathering the Origin power of destruction and slamming towards the ground!

“Bang!”

The Underworld Heaven-Covering Palm shattered the abyss, hundreds of thousands of miles deep, and the earth’s core magma erupted violently!

The seven-colored giant Python swam within it, raising its enormous head to meet Wang Qing’s gaze under the black sky.

Wang Qing’s expression shifted. He swept his sleeve, bringing forth the power of Underworld, instantly flattening the two great Dao Law storms.

In an instant!