I Am the Fated Villain

Silent.

"I gave you the chance to choose."

"And your choice will also bring due consequences for your ethnic group after retiring."

Outside the end of the clan, Gu Changge's tone remained unchanged as he looked down at him calmly.

This palm is still falling and spreading endlessly, but it is just between the palms and fingers, and it covers all the territory of the Lu people.

What a terrifying sight this is: the original sky is cracking, and the previous array barrier is frying and bursting in an instant.

The territory where the tribe is located is composed of many treasures and worlds: but now it is constantly growing.

This big hand probed down the mountains and rivers to destroy the earth and the lights were turned on, and the towers and pavilions exploded and dissipated like a child's powder.

Countless people from the Zero clan felt startled and fearless, as if they were facing the might of destroying the world, they couldn't even move.

Even if some Taoist elders rushed up to meet Gu Changge's palm, it was in vain and disintegrated in mid-air.

Countless forces and ethnic groups were shocked by this Yan child's speechlessness.

"Shi Qi zero" even the Zhuo and Hun people have some heart palpitations.

If Shun Changge had destroyed their ethnic group with enthusiasm like today, would they be able to resist?

I am afraid that it will also be like the powerlessness of the fog people in front of me.

The ancestors of the Wu clan were shocked, but Gu Changge didn't expect Gu Changge to be so strong, and the clansmen who were eager to destroy him killed the Lu clan.

Although he does not have much deep affection for the many descendants of the Zero Clan.

But this is the ultimate resource for his clan's cultivation in the future, and he has to rely on them to accumulate money and collect them.

"Please sword!!"

He gave a low drink and his real body suddenly cracked, and a splendid light suddenly appeared, illuminating the world.

It was an ancient bronze sword that was not very long, stained with bloodstains, and shattered in some places.

But at this moment, the sharp noise seems to have resurrected a sword intent, which is splendid and shocking between the heaven and the earth, crystal clear and translucent, blooming with nine colors of Ruixia.

Many ancient universes are in Yanli: the void is rumbling: reflecting this blood-stained bronze point sword.

Shocked by all the ethnic groups and strengths, countless practitioners were horrified.

This is not the weapon of the ancestors of the Wu people, but a terrifying weapon given to him by the Xiyuan civilization, which once belonged to the existence of the ancestral realm.

However, it was broken and incomplete in the terrifying battle. The blood stains on it belonged to the opponent who existed in the ancestral realm.

It is precisely because of this terrifying weapon that the ancestors of the clan had the opportunity to get to where they are today.

Of course, the consequence is that his origin is highly eroded: a mottled mix without k.

But in the future, if he can reach the ancestral realm, the ancestors of the Nang clan have already ignored these. He urged this ancient sword to be sacrificed and refined for countless years, and he wanted to cut off the hand that Gu Changge came to.

This scene is too terrifying. This sword light is simply gorgeous to the extreme. It runs through the Baomu starry sky from the depths of the Wu people, and traverses the time and space of the world.

All the worlds will explode with the fall, and countless fragments of time and avenues will emerge under this sword, turning into sword energy and whistling.

Clang! ! !

In this place, there was an indescribably violent sound, as if a supreme weapon was colliding.

The order of the avenues spread like ripples, and time and space were cut off by one layer.

The palm that Gu Changge dropped, collided with countless sword lights.

Then, these sword lights quickly disappeared.

In the eyes of all practitioners, it is like this big hand, shaking lightly, and then all the light disappears and the wine is extinguished.

The ancestor of the zero clan couldn't believe it, and then: his one copper ancient sword made a violent shock and was directly blocked.

Then he saw that in the original gap, many cracks appeared and spread rapidly.

"Impossible... This is a weapon that exists in the ancestral realm. Even if it was in the back-level cooking fight, it never shattered, but it was missing a corner."

The ancestors of the Wu people couldn't believe it, and felt that this scene was too unbelievable, but it just happened in front of him.

"It's just a weapon that his original master reappears in the world, and it's just a snap of his fingers to destroy."

Gu Changge's tone has also changed, the palm fell to the bottom, and the ancestor of the Wu tribe exploded, and even with this weapon, it also shattered.

Please the world is silent at the moment

But even so, the ancestors of the Lu clan did not die.

The incomparably spoiled breath body is shrinking, and at the same time he tries to condense into a human breath, and there is fear in his heart.

True breath is too huge: even if he wants to escape, it is very difficult, far less easy than human breath.

Gu Changge watched all this, and knew his plans: but he didn't stop.

This weapon, although it has been refined by the ancestors of the zero clan for a long time, does not belong to him.

When the worm left the imprint of others, it has long been entangled with its basic path fruit.

hum! !

At this moment, among the weapons that were torn apart, there were suddenly nine-colored rays of light gushing out, and the eight stalwart shadows of the upper flight path, like gods, emerged from the foundation.

Each head is different, like a dragon head, a crested head, or a closed eye, or a county.

"The envoy save me."

"It was this person who disrupted the civilization of the immortal spirits, instigated the betrayal of the muddy people of the turbid clan, and caused the chaos of the immortal spirit civilization.

The moment I saw the figure of the eight-headed god, the original

The ancestors of the fog people who are full of fear seem to have suddenly seized the life-saving rice.