I’m Really a Villain

Sizu is not stupid, after a little thought, he understands the truth.

Meng Reincarnation was killed, even though he had a noble status, he was the holy son of the land of ancient reincarnation.

But how does the great sage of reincarnation exist? Since the ancestor of the great sage Wuya, he is the most powerful existence in the ancient land of reincarnation.

How could it be possible to take Samsara Mountain for a special trip for a holy son?

Presumably he also heard the wind that the Zixia sage was about to be resurrected, and he invited several sages to guard the way.

The articles in this one have something to say.

Just inviting Xu Zimo alone, he used Fengshen's inheritance.

So what benefits did the other three Great Saints promise?

Dare to confront the holy court, there are risks and benefits in it, I am afraid that the great sage will inevitably be tempted.

Thinking of this, Si Zu's eyes narrowed slightly.

The Zixia Holy Land is even more mysterious than I imagined.

And He Feiyang just smiled without saying a word.

Everyone walked all the way. In fact, the area of ​​Zixia Holy Land is vast and boundless, but there are not many disciples of the sect.

Along the way, there were not many disciples to be seen, and there was even a dead silence in many places.

"All the disciples and elders have evacuated," He Feiyang said with a smile as if seeing Sizu's doubts.

"After the war, they are not suitable to stay here."

While talking, the three finally came to the place where Ziyan was resurrected.

This is a pit full of birds and flowers.

There is a steady stream of vitality in the pit, as if life is about to be born from it.

Seeing this, Sizu was surprised.

Previously, there was divinity emanating from this world. He guessed for a long time, but he did not expect that the so-called source of divinity was actually a pit in front of him.

"It's a treasure land made of heaven and earth," Xu Zimo also said with a smile.

This treasure land was not formed artificially, but was bestowed upon them by heaven and earth.

"With such a treasure land, the Zixia sage can be resurrected a little more confidently," Sizu said with emotion.

"You are wrong, this treasure land is not prepared for the ancestors, but for the guardians," He Feiyang said with a smile.

"The breath of life in the treasure land is useless to the ancestors, rebuilding the first life is the power of the rules.

When the time comes to deal with powerful enemies, this breath of life is for you to heal your wounds. "

Several people went down the pit and walked away amidst the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers.

The ground under your feet is emerald green, stepping on this ground, you can feel the breath of life flowing.

The three of them came to the center of the pit, and the other guardians had already arrived.

This is a very large altar.

The altar is made of white jade, with traces of mist permeating it.

On top of the white jade is a triangular beak with a precious pearl dangling from it.

The orb swallowed the heavens, and the energy of chaos was reflected in it.

The figure of Ziyan is sitting on the altar.

She was wearing a radiant purple robe, as if the clouds and clouds in the sky had been refined into it.

The light shines so brightly that people can't open their eyes.

The long black hair is like a waterfall, hanging down from the top of the head, the nose is high, and the eyes are shining.

The Ziyan at this time is different from what I saw before.

Her whole demeanor is like that of an immortal who has fallen into the mortal world.

And beside Ziyan, there were three people standing respectively.

The Great Sage of the Mirror, the Sage of Alchemy, and Fairy Haoyue.

"It seems that someone has come to guard the way again," one of the three of them, an old man, said with a smile.

There was a gourd hanging around his waist, he was wearing a taupe gown, and his face was full of frowns.

When he smiles, he gives off a slightly wretched feeling.

This old man is the sage of refining medicine.

"He has demonic energy, he is a person from the Demon Realm," a middle-aged man next to him suddenly opened his eyes.

He wears a white ember robe with a mirror hanging around his neck.

This mirror is simple and majestic, like a chest mirror, more like it is inlaid into the chest.

The aura of the middle-aged man is very mysterious.

He is the great sage of the mirror, a bright mirror that shines through the ages and connects the nine secluded worlds.

Among the great saints, he is also an extremely famous existence.

"Daoist Zixia has a lot of face, even people from the demon race can be invited here," the sage refining medicine said with a smile.

"As far as I know, there are only two great sages in the demon clan. I don't know who is here this time?" asked the great sage of Mingjing.

The Purgatory Demon Sha and the Canopy Demon Lord, these two existences are like two big rocks, pressing on the chests of everyone in the entire Evil Demon Realm.

For millions of years, no one dared to challenge the Demon Race.

The fundamental reason is the strength of these two existences.

The Great Sage, but the Holy King at the peak of the Great Sage.

It is said that they conquered the sky back then and once ruled an era where the devil came.

Although that era has gone, even in the dust of history, it is difficult to peek.

But if you imagine yourself, being able to dominate an era is enough to prove the strength of the demons.

The Great Sage of Bright Mirror focused his eyes slightly. He has a bright mirror, so he knows more things.

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Ziyan stood up from the altar first, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Xu can come, and I am a little bit more sure about recultivating the first life this time."

"Don't forget our agreement," Xu Zimo said.

"Don't worry, I know," Zi Yan nodded.

"I don't know what to call you?" The Great Sage of Mingjing stepped forward, staring at Xu Zimo, and asked.

"The name is not important, it's just a passerby," Xu Zimo shook his head and replied.

Seeing that Xu Zimo didn't want to say it, the Great Sage of Mirror didn't force it either.

However, his gaze has been on Xu Zimo's body, without moving.

In addition to the Great Sage of the Mirror and the Sage of Alchemy, there was also an ethereal woman standing beside him.

This is Fairy Haoyue, the cold moon is in the sky, and all dharmas are clear.

She hasn't spoken since she stood here.

The eyebrows have always been slightly condensed, and the eyes are frosty.

"Okay, since everyone is here, let me briefly talk about the plan," Ziyan replied.

"It will take at least half an hour for my reincarnated body to merge with Dao, and then realize time.

I don't expect you to be able to defeat the existence of the Holy Court, but just hold me back for half an hour. "

"Half an hour, this is a bit long," said the Great Sage of Mirror Mirror.

"But the most important thing is the strength of the people coming from the Holy Court, so we can guarantee it."

Although they are also great saints, they are not holy kings after all.

If a few holy kings come, let alone half an hour, I'm afraid they will be enough for ten minutes.

"I'm going to ask the demons about this," Ziyan smiled and looked at Xu Zimo.

After all, the news of the Holy Court destroying the Demon Realm and the arrest of the Demon Race has gradually spread.

Although most people don't know it yet, some powerful people have already received the news.

"Demon race?" The sage refining medicine glanced at Xu Zimo and said with a smile.

"Don't be surprised by this Taoist brother, it's just that I heard some rumors before I came."

"The Demon Realm seems to have been wiped out, and the Holy Court is looking for you," Fairy Haoyue next to her said rarely.

"I am not interested in the Holy Court, and I will not betray your whereabouts.

It's just that we all know the strength of the Demon Realm, what kind of existence is coming from the Holy Court? "

"I really don't know about this," Xu Zimo shook his head and replied calmly.