I’m Really a Villain

The mausoleum also has no name, but just by looking at its scale, one can tell that the owner is extraordinary.

Under the stars and sand is a door made of cleavage wood.

Lihe wood is the wood of the acacia tree, but this tree has been extinct as early as the wild age.

I am afraid that the only places where this kind of clump wood can still be seen today are these ancient relics.

Xu Zimo walked to the gate, only to see a very old picture engraved on the gate.

It was a figure, but it was already a little blurred.

The figure is holding a halberd, wearing a blue golden sand robe, his eyes are empty and dull, and his long blue hair is loose.

Just as Xu Zimo put his hands on the gate, a powerful force bounced him away.

Immediately afterwards, the surrounding area of ​​the entire mausoleum began to turmoil.

The earthquake cracked, and the irregular mausoleums around them also collapsed, and the howling wind blew through the cemetery.

The god emperor said calmly: "You have touched the restriction of the mausoleum."

"Restriction?" Xu Zimo asked.

"Yes, every mausoleum here has its own prohibition, which can be regarded as a kind of protection for the dead."

The God Emperor explained: "If you want to enter the mausoleum, you must break the restriction."

Xu Zimo circled around.

On the mounds of those cemeteries, a pair of hands threw away the upper layer of soil and crawled out from the ground.

This relatively large mausoleum is like a king with a radius of one kilometer.

His restriction was triggered, and all the small tombs around him were in turmoil.

In these small tombs, the existence that crawled out is related to their previous cultivation.

People with low cultivation bases are now bones.

A person with a high cultivation base still retains the body of his life, but his clothes are a little tattered.

They seemed to be puppets one by one, walking dead, and they all came to kill Xu Zimo and the other two.

At a glance, there can be dozens of them.

"These people are not gods, and there is nothing to beware of," said the God Emperor with a smile.

"They are probably similar to the servants of the gods.

When I came to the ruins of the gods, I stopped in front of this tomb. I suspect that the owner of this tomb is a real god.

I didn't go in just because I had scruples. "

As the God Emperor explained, the power in his hand gushed out.

The profound meaning he comprehended was divine power.

The golden divine power flowed slowly in his hands with the nobility of a nobleman.

He flicked his fingers, and in an instant, the divine power burst into a radiance.

Soaring into the sky, isolating the heavy snow above the head.

Golden light enveloped the entire sky.

It's like a vast ocean branched out into countless rivers.

When the golden light falls, the floating light jumps into gold, which is bright and dazzling.

Underneath, the walking corpses that killed the two were all covered by golden light, and then their bodies disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A golden light, everything is irresistible.

This is divinity.

"I suddenly thought of a question," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"What?" the God Emperor asked.

"What is your relationship with the Protoss?"

This kind of power of the god emperor, Xu Zimo had experienced it from Chu Tianyang, the holy son of the god clan, when he was fighting for the destiny before, it was a very similar kind of power.

Before that, he never thought that the God Emperor would have any relationship with the God Race.

After all, Shenmen is an independent force.

"It was a family tens of thousands of years ago," the God Emperor said with a smile.

"If you don't want to tell, I won't force you to ask," Xu Zimo replied.

"It's not that I don't want to say it, I just don't want to mention that race again," the God Emperor replied.

"Yes, it's a grievance again," Xu Zimo waved his hand.

He didn't bother to listen.

It was just a random question.

With both hands on the door, spiritual energy surged in his body, and he pressed down hard, and the door that had been dusty for a long time was finally slowly opened with a "creak".

The air inside was very turbid, and a pungent smell came out.

It should be because the dust has been sealed for too long and the air is not circulating.

And the light is very poor, very dim.

"Let's go," Xu Zimo walked in first, and the interior space is quite spacious.

As soon as the two walked in, they heard a "bang" sound, and the door closed automatically when they came behind.

The two looked at each other, then continued to walk forward.

This is a very narrow tunnel with no end in sight and no idea where it leads.

After walking for more than ten minutes, the sight ahead finally widened.

The two came to the inside of a large hall.

There are many luminous pearls placed around the hall, which still emit a faint light.

In the central hall, there are nine blood coffins.

Each coffin of blood was hung in mid-air with iron chains, floating up.

"Who broke into the resting place of our Lord?" A hoarse voice came from inside the blood coffin.

Then there was a burst of humming.

"Two great emperors in one era is a miracle through the ages."

"Who are you?" God Emperor asked.

The two were seen through at a glance, and more importantly, the other party did not have a trace of fear.

Just a little surprised.

"You come to the mausoleum, but you don't know who we are waiting for," the voice from the nine blood coffins replied.

"But it doesn't matter anymore, this is not our time.

The name has already passed with time, you wait to go, we will not embarrass you. "

"We also don't want to fight with our predecessors," the God Emperor said with a smile.

"Just came to ask for a few things."

The voice in the blood coffin paused for a moment before asking: "What is it?"

"Shenjing."

"Impossible," the God Emperor's words were interrupted as soon as he uttered two words.

"The god crystal after the fall of the gods is extremely precious, and more importantly, it is a blasphemy against the gods."

"We don't care if it's profanity or disrespect," Xu Zimo said.

"We can't come in vain."

"That being the case, let's fight," said the being in the blood coffin lightly.

"Bang bang bang" nine sounds came from the side.

I saw noises coming from the nine blood coffins, these people were not procrastinating, they were very straightforward.

As the coffin board was opened, nine figures walked out of it.

These are nine old men, wearing the same red gowns.

Everyone was as thin as dry wood, without flesh and blood, as if the skin covered the bones.

The only difference is that they are of different heights, some are as short as a child, and some are more than two meters tall.

Each of them has a flash of light in their eyes.

Under the wide red shirt, there is a very powerful force like a violent storm.

"People in this post-age are becoming more and more defiant," only one of the old men said.

"That's better than relying on the old to sell the old," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"Little baby, you might not have been born when we crossed paths," the old man replied flatly.

"I wanted to withdraw from the post-era era, but the turmoil continued. Do I have to pay the price to feel at ease?"

"Then it depends on whether you have the ability," said the God Emperor indifferently.