Fantasy: I Am A Big Villain

"Huh?" As Yan Wuxie walked inside, Yan Wuxie felt a burst of pink energy filling the entire space. This energy and Xiaomeng blessed him, allowing him to cultivate faster energy. almost.

"Yeah!" Xiao Meng was so excited that it even wanted to hit the prison wall.

"Wait!" Yan Wuxie hurriedly stopped it. He didn't know if Xiao Meng's collision would attract the attention of outsiders or would cause an attack on the protective formation here.

"Yeah!" Xiao Meng looked at Yan Wuxie dissatisfiedly, his hooves were raised, and the horse's mouth opened, as if he wanted to bite Yan Wuxie.

"Idiot!" Yan Wuxie scolded Xiao Meng when he saw Xiao Meng's angry look, and slapped it aside.

After subduing the impulsive pink pony, Yan Wuxie raised his head to look at the things held in the prison.

It was a very thin horse. If I didn't look carefully, I almost thought it was a horse bone. It has pink fur with golden lines painted on it. Beside it, Yan Wuxie saw a faint pink mist.

This is a fantasy beast, or a fantasy beast that is about to die. Yan Wuxie feels that its life is like a candle in the wind, and it will be extinguished forever when it blows slightly. He does not know why it has fallen to this point, but he knows its life. too much.

No wonder the Yellow Lion pirates are frantically looking for the Fantasy Beast. It turns out that there is a Fantasy Beast in their prison that is about to die. Yan Wuxie understands the cause and effect.

"Yeah!" Xiao Meng struggled, but he couldn't get rid of Yan Wuxie's big hand with all his strength.

"Young god, let it go!" The old dream beast suddenly said. It stood up, very thin, but also very tall.

It looked condescendingly at Yan Wuxie and Xiao Meng, like an old man trying to straighten his waist, full of wisdom and the vicissitudes of time.

Yan Wuxie looked at the strange beast slightly, did not perceive the danger, and then let go of Xiao Meng after hesitating for a moment. He said seriously: "Xiao Meng is very messy, I'm afraid it will alarm the true god here!"

"I know!" The elderly Huan Meng Beast expressed his understanding. It glanced at Xiaomeng, and Xiaomeng fell into a deep sleep.

"Xiao Meng has more trust in you, and I can take care of it with you! It is preparing to accept my inheritance. Once the inheritance begins, the energy fluctuations will be extremely strong, and the true god has already moved away from here. , But he will be back soon. I calculated that Xiao Meng has just accepted the inheritance, that true god will reach here!" said the old Huan Meng Beast.

So exciting? Yan Wuxie was stunned. This was like dancing on the tip of a knife, walking and provoking in front of the tiger!

"Ready! I'm going to start!"

The elderly Huan Meng Beast did not wait for Yan Wu Xie to react, and started its own inheritance secret technique with a reminder."Sorry! I started the secret technique without your permission!" It said to Yan Wuxie, "I can meet a young junior at the end of my life, and my life will be considered complete. To thank you, I will I will give you a treasure when I succeed!"

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the old fantasy beast changed its own appearance, saw its hooves opened and turned into sharp claws, the lanky horse face shrank and became much rounder, and the toothless horse's mouth grew too long. Out of hideous fangs.

"Huh?" Yan Wuxie was taken aback, because he sensed that the breath of the old horse in front of him had completely changed. It was originally a warm and dreamy elder, but now Killing intent soars to the sky, with infinite malice, even it pops up. The pink mist also turned dark.

"Stop!" Yan Wuxie felt something wrong, and hurriedly shouted, but the old horse, who had changed its appearance, ignored Yan Wuxie's restraint, and instead turned into a black light shrouded in a small dream.

"Damn it!" Yan Wuxie knew that this old fantasy beast must be uneasy and kind, maybe it was just trying to rebirth. But he had no way at all, because it was already integrated with Xiao Meng.

It would be great if you just checked its information with the system, so that you won’t be deceived by it. Yan Wuxie secretly remembers this lesson. In the future, he can no longer rely on own inspiration to perceive whether the enemy is malicious, especially the face. For those weird beasts.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and countless cracks appeared in the prison, which was caused by the fluctuations caused by the fusion of it with the little dream.

"Who is it? Who dared to move my baby?" A roar came from a distance. This was the voice of the true god Huangshi. He lowered a projection, which was visibly stronger with the naked eye, showing that the Huangshi was approaching quickly.

"It's you little mouse that moved my baby?" Huang Shi's projection jumped to Yan Wuxie, pointing at Yan Wuxie and cursing.

"Damn it!" Yan Wuxie gritted his teeth and drew out Ruyi Scepter ruler, smashing this true god projection into a sky full of light. This true god projection is not very strong, at most there is only the first rank Cultivation Base of the upper gods, and Yan Wuxie can completely kill it with a single blow.

"Damn ants, I remember you! I remember you!" Huang Shi's voice came from afar, full of screams. The projection of a true god was crushed by an ant of a middle god. This is simply a huge shame to the true god!

"Huh!" The scattered light spots of the yellow lion are slowly gathering together, the pressure of a true god is gradually increasing, the entire projection becomes more agile, and the appearance of the yellow lion becomes clearer.

"Plap!" Yan Wuxie didn't even think about it, and shot his projection apart again with a ruler, completely not giving him time to reconsolidate the projection.

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Yan Wuxie frowned. He sensed that his own time was running out. The yellow lion’s projection condensed faster and his aura became stronger. These no doubt no longer reminded Yan Wuxie that the yellow lion is now. Fast approaching.

Can't kill his projection! Yan Wuxie made up his mind in an instant. If he continues to waste time killing the projection, once he gets entangled in the projection, he won't say to save Xiao Meng, he may not be able to escape.

"Help me, I can help you!" At this moment, a voice came from the prison. Yan Wuxie saw that he was a rough-looking third rank god.

Yan Wuxie swept around and found that the prisoners were looking forward to looking at him. The corner of his mouth curled, without answering the sturdy upper god, he directly raised the Ruyi Scepter ruler, and cut off the guard formation.

He doesn't need them to help himself, and he doesn't care if they help himself, but he needs them to create chaos. Under such circumstances, only chaos can add a bit of life.

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