Fantasy: I Am A Big Villain

When the tunnel first entered, it was extremely narrow, and Yiyan Wuxie's body was barely able to pass. As he kept going upstream, the entire passage became wider and wider.

"Wow!" Yan Wuxie jumped out of the water, bringing up countless splashes and ripples.

"Da!" Yan Wuxie stepped on the slightly hot ground, observing the surroundings, he held the Yunkong knife and moved forward cautiously.

There are dark stones everywhere in this passage. After Yan Wuxie has advanced for a certain distance, the passage gradually heats up. The temperature of the ground is gradually increasing. Some fiery red spars are glowing, making this dark passage have A little bit brighter.

As Yan Wuxie moved forward, he felt that the temperature was getting higher and higher. Fortunately, his Realm was constructed from the original fire, so he has some inexplicable preference for this flame and high temperature.

"Ka!" Yan Wuxie perceives that the temperature has reached a limit, and the stones under his feet have a soft feeling, and the colorful flames continue to burn on the stones and in the void.

Yan Wuxie felt the heat and destruction in it, and he actually had a comfortable feeling.

After turning around again, all eyes were flames, all kinds of flames, although they didn't know their names, Yan Wuxie felt very dangerous.

"You are finally here!" The middle-aged man's voice sounded again, and countless flames separated a wide passage.

Yan Wuxie hesitated looking at this passage. He knew that there was a true god in it, and that these flames and the entire volcano were caused by him. No matter what his state is at this time, but judging from these flames, he was attacking. Kill own ability.

"What does the mother-in-law look like? The owner of the Celestial God Realm should move forward bravely, without any scruples! Don't worry, I won't hurt you!" The voice sounded again.

After Yan Wuxie listened to it, he strode into the passage, the true god who could be assured by both the Black Dragon Sect Leader and Tang Xiaohuo, he had no more hesitation.

What's more, a true god will not deceive a lower god. As for things like seizing homes, the system will teach him how to be a god.

Passing through the flame channel, Yan Wuxie came to a fiery red space. There was no trace of flame in this space, but he could feel the temperature in it was extremely high.

Moreover, the concentration of Spiritual Qi is also extremely high, higher than the Spiritual Qi used by Crystal Palace for breakthrough, and more active. After standing here for a while, he felt that his own Cultivation Base had a hint of Ascension.

In this fiery red space, in the center, there is a big flat stone, and a black man is nailed to the big stone. This person can't see the specific appearance at all, and the whole body is covered with a thin layer of black. Corroded by the mist.

Yan Wuxie didn't know whether this person was still alive. He watched him being nailed to the stone by black long nails with knee-high and large arms, and his body twisted slightly from time to time to tell everyone that he was still alive.

"That's right! The gods should go forward without fear!" The person on the stone made a wave, and this wave appeared in Yan Wuxie's ears and turned into a voice on his own initiative.

Go forward courageously? Unscrupulous? You are nailed like this because of arrogance! Yan Wuxie murmured silently in her heart.

"Excuse me, what do you want me to do?" Yan Wuxie asked, bending slightly.

"I called you here to chat with you. Heilong doesn't like to talk. He stays quietly when he comes here and doesn't say anything. I feel sick when I see him. As for the girl, Xiaohuo, when I see me I started scolding, babbling, more verbose than her mother!"The person in front of him was constantly exuding fluctuations, and the voices passed to Yan Wuxie's ears. He kept talking and complaining, as if he hadn't spoken to others for a long time.

Hearing his tone, it seemed that he was very intimate with Tang Xiaohuo, Yan Wuxie's heart moved, and he remembered Tang Xiaohuo's introduction, the True God Girl!

"Is the Lord Tang Island your daughter?" Yan Wuxie bowed and asked carefully.

"Haha, did you guess it? What a clever boy!" He was taken aback for a moment, reacted, and laughed.

"Ah!" He screamed suddenly, and the divine body nailed to the stone kept twisting, the temperature of the entire space rose a little instantly, and Spiritual Qi became a little restless.

Yan Wuxie didn't know what was going on. He stared at him closely, and saw a transparent, fiery red shadow breaking free from the nailed divine body.

This is a middle-aged man who looks a bit refined. This phantom should be his soul. On this phantom, his Parkway, Yintang, limbs, heart, and lower abdomen have all been nailed with black nails.

"This nail is really annoying!" The middle-aged man glanced at the nail on his body and said with his lips.

"Senior!" Yan Wuxie took a deep breath and saluted him.

He couldn't imagine the feeling of his own body and soul being nailed by such nails, but he knew that this feeling was absolutely uncomfortable. He could hold on for so long without breaking down. In any case, he deserves the gift of Yan Wuxie.

"Don't call me senior, call me Uncle Tang, or Uncle Tang Yan!" Tang Yan waved his hand, as if it was as peaceful as meeting old friends.

"Uncle, my name is Yan Wuxie, and I am coming from a small place called Xia Jing..." Yan Wuxie roughly introduced herself to Tang Yan.

"It's a pity!" Tang Yan stared at Yan Wuxie for a while, and sighed when he saw that he was a little hairy.

"Excuse me, uncle, what did I do wrong?" Yan Wuxie felt tight when he heard the words, and quickly asked with cupped hands salute.

This is not a simple character, but a very strong true god. His eyes are very vicious, and he may be able to see what is wrong with his cultivation.

"Are you married! How many wives and concubines are there?" Tang Yan said lightly, looking at Yan Wuxie.

"Report to senior that I am indeed married, and there are three wives in my family!" Yan Wuxie didn't know the true meaning of his question, so he answered honestly.

"We have three wives!" Tang Yan sighed deeply, looking at Yan Wuxie, it was a pity that he didn't seem to understand why he would marry three wives.

Yan Wuxie raised a question mark. He was obviously asking about own cultivation. How did he care about his own marriage and life? Are all seniors like this Eight Trigrams?

"If you are not married yet, I can still..." Tang Yan said slowly.

"Why did you run out again?" At this moment, a little spatial fluctuation suddenly appeared behind Yan Wuxie. Before he looked back, he heard Tang Xiaohuo's unique voice ringing behind him.

"Shoo!" Tang Yan's phantom was like a mouse seeing a cat, and it melted into the body on the stone in the blink of an eye. The speed was completely different from the pain he felt when he broke free, and Yan Wuxie was dumbfounded.

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