Fantasy villain system

He had already learned how cruel and ruthless Qin Ting was.

Song Zhongjun knew clearly that in the heart of the Emperor of Heaven, everyone was just a pawn!

A chess piece that can be used at will and discarded at will!

So he knew in his heart that he might have become a pawn in Qin Ting's eyes.

Or.

It's an abandoned son...

Qin Ting looked at Song Zhongjun with a calm face, his eyes were downcast, and he said softly:"I need senior brother's reputation and life...."

When Song Zhongjun heard this, he was already prepared.

But he still couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Qin Ting said calmly:"I have created a technique, and as long as hundreds of millions of beings practice it, it will progress very quickly.

But after cultivating the god, all the cultivation will be attributed to me."

He looked towards Song Zhongjun.

And Song Zhongjun murmured:"But this matter is outrageous. Your Majesty is the Emperor of Heaven worshiped by everyone, so how can you do such a vicious thing?

So Your Majesty needs to find a scapegoat to bear such charges for Your Majesty."

Song Zhongjun's face Finally, he showed a sad smile:"And I, the guilty minister, can't be more suitable....

I am a god, and I have the ability to open up the Taoism, but I have a complicated relationship with His Majesty.

Even if there are people who are willing to listen to my sermons, they will not really become my disciples and notice something strange...."

Qin Ting's expression remained unchanged and he said in a deep voice,"Not bad."

Song Zhongjun's expression changed unpredictably, but finally returned to calm.

He looked towards Qin Ting, wanting to say something.

But the corners of his mouth opened, but no words came out, and he was silent.

Qin Ting said softly:"The world is about to be destroyed. If you want to save the world, there is only one way.

You, and those who died practicing this technique, are the only way to save the world." A hero.

I will remember it in my heart..."

He looked at the expressionless Song Zhongjun and sighed:"Elder brother, don't blame me."

Song Zhongjun squeezed out a smile on his face:"Your Majesty is the Lord of the heavens, and all the tribes in the heavens are all your Majesty's ministers.

What's the matter with me? Do you dare to blame Your Majesty?"

Qin Ting nodded slightly and asked softly:"Elder brother, do you still have any wishes?" Song Zhongjun shook his head and said:"I am alone, what can I wish for?"

The forces under his command have already been separated and collapsed. After analysis, the Song family he was born into has long been destroyed.

In this world, he is alone and has no worries...

Song Zhongjun suddenly smiled and said calmly:"But I only hope for one thing."

Qin Ting raised his eyebrows slightly and asked:"What's the matter?"

Song Zhongjun smiled and said:"I only hope that your majesty can defeat the Xuansu goddess and save this country. All the worlds.

Otherwise, wouldn’t my death have been in vain?"

Song Zhongjun smiled, suddenly recalling the past days.

When he was a teenager, his talent showed and he was a famous young talent in the God Realm.

Even the God Emperor appreciated his talent and accepted him as his disciple.

A divine dynasty conference was even held.

Those days were his most high-spirited times.

Even though the God Emperor later accepted several disciples one after another, they were all left far behind.

At that time, he thought that the position of emperor was within his reach.

But after Qin Ting was born, he gradually fell silent.

In the end, he was defeated by Qin Ting and ended up being imprisoned in the palace.

The people he was close to and loved left him one by one, and he could only miss him alone in the palace.

In his life, he has reached the top and fallen to the bottom.

He has experienced all kinds of life, ups and downs.

Song Zhongjun chuckled and shook his head.

That's it...

His body trembled slightly and his pupils dilated.

He actually chose to shatter his soul into pieces!

Qin Ting looked at this scene and was silent for a moment.

With the dignity of the Emperor of Heaven, he slightly arched his hands towards Song Zhongjun's body.

His former opponent maintained his last dignity at this last moment.

It also made Qin Ting feel a little respect.

Then he waved his hand and began to refine Song Zhongjun into a puppet.

Although Song Zhongjun committed suicide, he only shattered his soul and the vitality of his physical body was not cut off.

Became a living dead, a walking corpse.

It is a good material for refining puppets...