I’m Really a Villain

Seeing Xu Zimo approaching the coffin, Qi Kuangyin couldn't help becoming nervous.

He knew there was no hope of escaping. With Xu Zimo's strength, he couldn't leave alive.

And when things got to this point, he had no choice but to give it a go, the last time.

Wu Zhaodi's Tianluan attacked, this time, Qi Kuangyin didn't dodge, but took the blow with his body.

With an explosion of "Boom" and Tianluan's scream, a bloody hole exploded in Qi Kuangyin's back.

And with the help of this inertial force, he flew upside down in the direction of the coffin.

Xu Zimo shook his head and laughed, but didn't stop him.

Qi Kuangyin bumped into the coffin in embarrassment, as if ringing a bell, the sound echoed endlessly.

He hugged one end of the coffin fiercely, and the blood from the collision of his head continued to stay.

"Inheritance is mine, it's mine, and no one can take it away," he said frantically, holding up the lid with both hands, and forcefully opened the coffin.

However, at the moment when the coffin was loosened, a decadent aura permeated, although it was only a little bit, it wrapped around Qi Kuangyin's body in an instant.

The breath of life in his body felt absorbed, and turned into a dry bone in an instant.

The bones fell off the coffin, and Wu Zhaodi leaned towards Xu Zimo's side with a solemn expression.

"Latecomers, if you fulfill one of my conditions, you can get the inheritance."

There was a sound from inside the coffin, and at the same time, the bones of the eight ancestor dragons pulling the coffin above also shook.

There are vast dragon chants constantly ringing, intertwined together, constantly impacting the depths of Xu Zimo and Xu Zimo's hearts.

The keel swings, and it looks extremely powerful in this not-so-spacious hall.

"What conditions?" Wu Zhaodi asked.

In fact, she is not very interested in inheriting, killing Qi Kuangyin here, without anyone noticing, her goal has been achieved.

"Take my coffin and go to Cangxuan Domain," said the voice in the coffin.

"At that time, not only will there be inheritance, but you will also be allowed to join the Sixteen Monster Clan."

"How can we trust you?" Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"How about you climb out of the coffin and let me see your true face?"

"Presumptuous, how dare you talk to me like that," the voice inside the coffin snorted coldly.

"If you don't want to, then we don't want this inheritance," Xu Zimo said shaking his head.

"Since you have already come here, whether you want to pass it on or not is up to you."

As the voice fell, the eight keels that pulled the coffin seemed to come alive, moving out of the void.

The eight dragon bones were suspended in the void, and the majestic power descended, staring at Xu Zimo and the two of them.

"Either send me to the Cangxuan Region, and the benefits I promise will not be less.

or die now. "

"It's easy for you to do this," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"I want to get you out of this coffin today."

He stepped into the air, and his figure appeared in front of the coffin in an instant, stepped on the coffin with one foot, and stepped down hard.

However, the hardness of this coffin was beyond imagination, except for a muffled sound, there was no sign of damage.

And the eight keels next to it instantly became irritable and killed them all.

The keel formed a formation, occupying eight of the sixteen positions in the void, and did not give Xu Zimo a chance to escape at all.

"Don't worry, I don't want to run away either," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

He stretched out his right hand, grabbed the fallen keel fiercely, and then directly pulled up the entire ancestor dragon, swinging it as his own weapon.

The remaining seven ancestral dragons were all sent flying by the impact, Xu Zimo's strength was astonishing.

The cyclone in the body is also constantly rotating.

"Broken," he shouted loudly.

The keel was finally thrown onto the coffin, and all the hard bone spurs pierced into the coffin, and Xu Zimo fell down again.

The coffin was overwhelmed, and finally broke down.

The iron chains hanging in the void began to break, and a cloud of black air gushed out from the broken coffin.

Immediately afterwards, in the black air, a gloomy figure slowly stood up.

The breath exhaled by that figure was corpse breath.

"Dragon King?" Xu Zimo said to himself.

This figure is the head of a dragon with a human body, but the body is full of corpse aura. It is obvious that it has been dead for a long time. There is no dragon power around it, and some are just death aura.

"Should I call you Zulong, or Zombie?" Xu Zimo asked with a smile.

"Xiaosheng, you have committed a heinous crime, but you still don't know it," the Dragon King said.

"I have been sleeping for tens of thousands of years, and the glimmer of life I was looking for was destroyed by you."

"So what, I'm here for you, how can I be afraid of your failure?" Xu Zimo replied.

"Come here because of me? Are you not afraid of me?" Dragon King asked in surprise.

Xu Zimo smiled, and slowly took out the demon mirror.

He had to make sure whether the Demon Sword would work for the Dragon King, because according to regulations, the Demon Sword was only useful for the Sixteen Monster Races.

If the opponent is not from the Sixteen Monster Clans, it cannot be included in the Monster Mirror.

When the Yaojian appeared, Xu Zimo turned to the first page, which was the beast he had recorded.

Immediately after he turned to the second page, a ray of light burst out from it.

Immediately afterwards, a pattern was drawn in the void.

It was a nine-clawed golden dragon, its body was golden, its horns were purple-gold, its eyes were golden like dragon balls.

It looks majestic and majestic.

"This, this is," seeing the nine-clawed golden dragon, even the ancestor dragon was a little lost.

"There's drama," Xu Zimo smiled.

Yaojian has a reaction to Zulong, which means it can be included in it.

With a wave of his right hand, a stream of dragon energy flew out from the demon mirror, and charged towards the ancestor dragon.

Zulong also reacted at this time, and its figure began to struggle.

Opening his mouth directly, a flame of death spewed out, destroying the dragon energy in the void.

"Who are you?" Zulong shouted angrily.

"Dying dragon, why ask so many questions," Xu Zimo said.

"Don't struggle, or you will only get hurt in vain."

He drew his sword and stood up, and Ba Ying smashed through the entire hall with countless sword intents.

Countless rubble fell, and the hall seemed to be collapsing.

"Go out and wait for me outside," Xu Zimo turned his head and said to Wu Zhaodi.

Anyway, she can't intervene in this battle.

"Be careful yourself," Wu Zhaodi reminded, and then quickly backed out.

Ba Ying slashed heavily, and the saber intent landed on Zulong's abdomen, but there was no blood, only the rotting corpse aura surging.

"Get off," Xu Zimo held Ba Ying with both hands, Ba Ying faced down, and forced Zulong's huge body down.

Fall from the void.

"Boy, I will avenge this revenge," Zu Long said resentfully.

Immediately, the huge body shrunk, like a loach, and fled towards the distance.

Xu Zimo frowned, and hurried forward to chase after him.

The eight keels next to him turned into bone chains, blocking his way.