I’m Really a Villain

"Besides, the wood god is not only strong innate conditions, he has also been practicing himself, asking the heavens, and trying the danger with himself," the old tree explained.

"However, you, the tree of life, have taken a different path, instead of enlightening wisdom, but practicing with a pure heart, so you don't have to suffer from catastrophes.

But this is also a limited future, and now it is the limit. "

"Why did the other ancient gods kill the wood god?" Xu Zimo asked.

"All I know is that Wood God doesn't want to join forces with them. As for the specifics, I don't know much," Old Tree replied.

"So? What do you want to tell me?" Xu Zimo asked.

"You have obtained the inheritance of the wood god, and you are very likely to become the enemy of other ancient gods, especially the poison god Shebishi," the old tree warned.

"So, do you still want to inherit it now?"

"Yes, now is not the era when the ancient gods asked, so what about the ancient gods, the torrent of the era annihilates everything.

What about those who have been abandoned by the new era," Xu Zimo said calmly and confidently.

"Okay, I appreciate your confidence," the old tree said with a smile.

I saw him stretching out the branches, and as the tree began to pull out from the ground little by little.

I just felt that the entire Rihua City began to shake.

The old tree used his last life force to break through the sky, and behind him, a life passage unexpectedly appeared.

As if falling into a green ocean, it is an avenue surrounded by green elves.

It is conceivable how rich the breath of life is.

Death and life are relative.

When this avenue of life appeared, the flowers of death in the entire city seemed to be sensed.

Those flowers of death that have not yet bloomed are all open, and the black and purple petals are like a well-versed hell.

When countless death breaths were released, a very large flower unexpectedly condensed in the void.

This flower of death rushed straight to the avenue of life.

"Hurry up, I won't be able to stop it for long," the old tree shouted as he stood in front of the Flower of Death.

The breath of death rotted his tree body, and the bark began to fall off, evolving towards an old posture.

Xu Zimo didn't hesitate, and stepped into the avenue of life.

As soon as he entered it, he could feel a strong breath of life rushing towards his face, as if it had penetrated into it from countless capillary pores in his body.

The five viscera, the six internal organs, the eight extraordinary meridians, have all been baptized by the Qi of life.

Xu Zimo hasn't felt this kind of comfort for a long time.

But he didn't care about his feelings, and rushed towards the end of the avenue of life.

The speed was very fast, and the flower of death on the other side became more and more violent. The old tree had been corroded by more than half, turning into pitch black.

The green light curtain reflected the scene of the fairyland, and then Xu Zimo got into it.

The figure flew into the air, and when he looked up, Xu Zimo found himself in a light space.

There is crystal clear water under your feet.

The water reflected his figure, as if he was still standing under the water.

Stepping on the water, it didn't sink, but the water was as hard as a rock.

And in front of it was a big tree that was half upright and the other half was crooked and fell to the ground.

In fact, the big tree is not as big as imagined, it can be 100 meters high.

Xu Zimo stepped on the water, causing many ripples, and walked towards the big tree step by step.

Looking at the big tree, for some reason, he always felt that what he was heading towards was not a tree, but an era.

A product of the past era stands in front of it, and the ancient breath rolls up the water.

Quiet,

Deathly quiet.

Breathtaking silence.

Finally, Xu Zimo seemed to have exhausted all his strength in the short few steps before he walked in front of the tree.

He gently stroked the tree and asked, "Are you dead?"

"Is it an old friend?" Big Tree's weak voice came over.

That is not talking with the mouth, but the communication between the hearts.

"I don't know you, but I have a lot of memories that don't exist," Xu Zimo said.

"I feel a very familiar aura from you, we must have seen it before," Dashu replied.

"Are you here for my inheritance?"

"Are you Mu Shen Jumang?" Although Xu Zimo was sure in his heart, he still confirmed it.

"I am the only remaining tree spirit of the wood god, so I am naturally part of Jumang," Dashu replied.

"I can pass the inheritance to you, there is only one requirement."

"Tell me," Xu Zimo asked.

"Regardless of whether you will become enemies with the other eight ancient gods in the future, don't kill them," said the tree spirit.

"Give them a way out."

"I can't do it," Xu Zimo said shaking his head.

"If they don't block my way, we will naturally have no grudges.

But if it blocks the way, anyone can only become a bone under my feet. "

"You are too murderous, and sooner or later you will be lost by killing," the tree spirit sighed.

"If you don't kill in your life, what will happen to you in the end?" Xu Zimo asked back.

The tree spirit was silent for a while, and then said with emotion: "From what I've seen, you don't know how to walk the avenue of life.

My inheritance to you is not a good strategy.

But since you have come, I have no chance to choose. "

When his words fell, the water under his feet began to boil.

Even the entire void vibrated, and the tree spirit sighed: "The flower of death is about to rush in, hurry up."

The vitality of its tree body began to condense, and countless leaves drifted down.

Finally, three green light clusters floated out of it.

The first ball of light landed in front of Xu Zimo, and then poured into the center of his brow.

It was a Judgment of Wooden Questions.

The name is "Blessing of the Tree God".

The usefulness of this inheritance method is very powerful, condensing tree marks, each mark can be regarded as a life.

The general idea is that it can be resurrected several times.

The second green light group was destroyed, and it turned out to be a small sapling.

"This is a tree that reaches the sky. If you cultivate it carefully, maybe a new tree god will appear," Jumang joked.

This sky-reaching tree has the potential to become a god, but the process is even more arduous.

If you are not careful, you will die.

Xu Zimo nodded slightly, then looked at the third light group.

It has nothing to do with life, but a kind of black poison.

"The poison that killed me in the past was the dead body, and the poison of the three dead bodies."

The tree spirit said: "Although this poison is rare, it can poison even the great sage to death, directly decaying the soul of life and death.

Use with caution! "

"So you can kill people too," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"I haven't used it, but the poison has made me very ill all these years, so I just condensed some of it," the tree spirit explained.

"Okay, I don't have much time, I'll help you block this flower of death, you should leave as soon as possible."

When the tree spirit's voice fell, the whole space really shook.