Heavens villain boss whitewashing system

Late at night, the moon is dark and the wind is high.

"Are you Wang Ai?"

A gloomy, hoarse voice suddenly appeared in the dark room, causing Wang Ai, who was sitting cross-legged to meditate, to suddenly change his expression.

Wang Ai, who was short and fat with a shrewd appearance, suddenly tightened his muscles. He looked around and shouted in confusion: "Who is that!"

"Hey hey hey..."

Accompanied by a burst of sinister laughter, a figure in black robes, only one and a half meters tall, quietly appeared beside the door. His red eyes were particularly obvious in the darkness.

"Who? Since you asked the question sincerely, I will tell you with great mercy..."

The whispers of the black-robed figure made the surrounding darkness seem to become very sticky, and the old man Wang Ai, one of the ten men, felt more and more depressed.

But the next moment, Wang Ai discovered that the increasingly dense darkness was not his imagination.

Because the moment the black-robed figure finished speaking, countless masked ninjas in blue quietly walked out of the shadows in the room under Wang Ai's surprised eyes.

Countless scarlet eyes surrounded Wang Ai, who was short and fat in the middle, and only endless coldness and a strong murderous intent filled the entire room.

"Someone's coming!" Wang Ai shouted in panic, but there was no response from the people around him.

This room seemed to be isolated to another world, and all other members of the royal family had disappeared.

The blue-clothed ninjas in the room and the man in black robes at the door were still staring at the panicked Wang Ai with red eyes. There was a bit of mockery in his voice: "In order to prevent the universe from being destroyed, in order to prevent the universe from being destroyed,

To protect the peace of the world, we are the Rockets traveling through the galaxy...

One of the ten dignified men, the pinnacle of combat power in the alien world, is so panicked. Could it be that the peace has lasted so long that you have forgotten how to make a fist?"

When Wang Ai heard this, he clenched his teeth and said nothing. His cultivation secretly sped up, and his Taoist robe automatically moved without wind, and the big sleeves and corners of his clothes slowly fluttered.

He is one of the Ten Guys and possesses one of the Eight Wonders that is unparalleled in the world. His cultivation and strength are naturally not low. He is a little panicked simply because he has never encountered such a thing in his life.

Without realizing it, someone sneaked into his surroundings, and there was not just one person, but a whole truckload of people.

This is simply an insult to his cultivation and the Wang family's skills!

Thinking of this, a drop of cold sweat dropped on Wang Ai's wrinkled forehead, because he knew that if the black-robed figure did not say anything but chose to take action directly, he himself might have been seriously injured at this time, or he might have died unexpectedly!

But at this moment, the masked ninjas suddenly took a step forward and instantly further compressed the space occupied by Wang Ai, gradually forcing his fat body into a corner.

Wang Ai, who was driven away, suddenly growled, looked at the ninja soldiers with a strange look, and his face became a little ugly: "Damn it, you guys are not human at all!"

In Wang Ai's perception, he was the only living person in the whole room. The large number of masked ninjas around him had neither heartbeat nor breathing, and his perception was as cold as a corpse.

The short black-robed figure standing at the door was completely different. Although it was equally sinister, in Wang Ai's perception, it was like a burning flame, full of destruction and heat.

"Yes, we are not human beings." The short figure in black robe responded, and his figure gradually floated into the air, "We are the enemies of justice... ahem, the enemies of evil!"

But at this time, Wang Ai, who had always acted submissively, suddenly showed a sinister smile: "It's not a human being, and it has no entity, so it's a spirit? No wonder it can sneak in around me silently!"

The black-robed figure was silent and seemed to have acquiesced.

"Hmph, what a sneaky bunch!"

Wang Ai, on the other hand, reversed his previous attitude. Shiji sneered arrogantly. He stretched out his right hand, and a black-purple flame-like substance ignited in his palm, exuding waves of greedy and depressing waves.

"Look what this is. This is one of the Eight Wonders: the Spirit-Restraining General, the natural enemy of all spirits!"

Wang Ai's old and arrogant voice echoed in the room, but the masked ninjas around him remained motionless, staring at Wang Ai as if they were looking at a dead person.

This kind of performance of the masked ninja made Wang Ai feel a little surprised, but then he shook his head and expressed his disdain: "Pretending, it's just a spirit, no matter how many times I try, I'm not afraid!"

He looked around at the masked ninjas with a greedy smile on his old face, "There are so many, I will eat them all!"

"You can give it a try." The black-robed figure at the door said coldly, without any emotion mixed in, "Ghost Corps, attack!"

Front!

The uniform sound of swords rang out, and all the masked ninjas pulled out their long samurai swords from their waists in unison, and then their bodies turned into afterimages, with the swords in front and people behind, and they all fought towards the end.

The short, fat old man in the middle looks arrogant.

But Wang Ai sneered confidently, and a thick black-purple mist instantly rose up around him, filling the entire room: "Stop me!"

The spirit-binding general can ignore the spirit's will and force it to obey and use it for one's own use. The power is powerful and strange. Wang Ai has tried this countless times and has never failed, so he is full of confidence in this moment.

He believed that as long as he was a spirit, he would not be able to escape from the clutches of the general who ordered him to be spirited!

laugh!

It is inevitable that there will be slaps in the face in life. In Wang Ai's confident eyes, the ninja soldier's blade sliced ​​through his clothes without stopping, bringing up a shower of blood!

"ah!"

Wang Ai screamed, and his originally controlling eyes instantly turned into disbelief.

Quite different from what he expected, Wang Ai discovered at this moment that his spirit-restraining generals were unable to control this group of masked ninjas who were neither humans nor objects.

If he hadn't subconsciously taken half a step back from the knife just now, he would have ended up being disembowelled!

But despite this, Wang Ai was bleeding profusely at this time, and his rosy and fat old face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You have no body, but you are not a spirit. What the hell are you!" Wang Ai shouted in disbelief.

"Hehehe." At this time, the black-robed figure let out a series of evil smiles, "Yes, they are ghosts, immortal ghosts from the dark world!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Ai's pupils suddenly shrank, and his face was full of surprise.

The figure in black robe continued: "I'll give you a piece of advice. The new god is coming. This is the punishment the new god will give you. If you want to atone for your sins, just go and believe in him with all your strength!"

"What new gods, who are you—"

"Dragon Blast!"

The black-robed figure didn't want to listen to Wang Ai anymore. He raised his hand and waved it. In an instant, red flames surged out like waves, filling the entire room and then swept towards Wang Ai, who was seriously injured on the opposite side.

Ai.

"This is a small lesson. Remember to take good care of yourself in old age and stop jumping like this as soon as you get older!"

But Wang Ai, who was facing the boundless sea of ​​​​fire, suddenly changed his expression. Regardless of his bleeding injuries, black and purple colors instantly rose up all over his body, and black figures appeared behind him, and then were swallowed into his mouth!

"Serve the spirit!"