I’m Really a Villain

"So, you came to kill me?" Xu Zimo asked.

The words of the undead holy king are not wrong.

The era of magic age, that is already a matter of the ancient times.

And he became famous in ancient times, the gap between the times can be imagined.

Many things have been overwhelmed by the dust of time.

The old man nodded with a smile.

He stretched out his right hand and grabbed a handful of sand from the ground.

This desert lacks everything except sand.

The coarse sand flowed in the palm of the hand until finally, only one grain of sand remained in the old man's hand.

"If it was in the ancient era of magic age.

Maybe I am in front of you, but I am as weak as a grain of sand.

But now your time is long past.

Even the world has forgotten.

Now you are nothing more than a grain of sand to me. "

"You are wrong, who can explain clearly what happened between the ages?"

Xu Zimo replied calmly.

"You, you, wouldn't it be nice to raise and retire in your Wuhaiya.

Don't come to mess with this muddy water. "

"If I am a bone burial man, if I bury the former devil master, I will have no regrets," the Undead Saint King shook his head.

"That's what I came for.

Not for grievances, but for no regrets. "

"Whether it will be regrettable, I don't know.

But you must be late," Xu Zimo clapped his hands.

In the wind and sand flying all over the sky, several figures full of devilish energy slowly came out.

Among them are Baimeng, Seven-faced Demon General, Red Blade Bull Demon and Canopy Demon Venerable.

"Let me, these incompetent generals, play with you," Xu Zimo said.

"It seems that the Holy Ancestor guessed right.

If you can survive the pursuit of the Holy Court over and over again, there must be someone protecting you," said the Immortal King solemnly.

If it is a one-on-one magic general, he is not afraid.

It's a pity that four statues came all at once, which was more serious than he imagined.

"There are still many things that the Holy Patriarch does not know.

Don't always think that you can control the world.

It is not certain who is the chess player," Xu Zimo said.

The holy ancestor didn't know that he had obtained the inheritance of the previous demon master in the lost land.

Otherwise, the Immortal King would never dare to come to him.

If he used this power, let alone the old man in front of him.

Even if the Holy Ancestor came, he might not be an opponent.

At the peak of the previous generation of demon masters, what kind of existence was that.

The holy court doesn't look down on it, and it is truly invincible in the secular world.

You can face the avenue, the existence of cutting the sky.

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Bai Meng and the others looked at the Undead Holy King.

I only heard Bai Meng sigh with emotion: "It's amazing, I didn't expect you to walk out of a new path."

"What a new way, it's just a dead end," the Immortal King shook his head and sighed.

"My journey was so smooth that I ended up like this in the end."

He rose in ancient times.

At that time, he was already the arrogance of no one in a million.

In a very short time, he stepped into the realm of the great sage, almost amazed the entire ancient times.

He also calls himself the Bone Burial Man, but he just wants to experience different opponents and finally perfect his way.

In ancient times, he was already a holy king.

I have always wanted to step into the realm of Taoism and get through the eleventh vein.

So after ancient times, throughout the Middle Ages, he was in retreat.

Even if the Middle Ages have become history, he still has not been born.

It's a pity that the difficulty of opening the eleventh vein is almost hard to describe in words.

Eventually he gave up.

Instead of hoping to get through the eleven veins, he began to perfect his way of the sage king.

In the end, his strength is getting stronger and stronger.

Even stronger than many holy kings.

After he opened up the holy king, he took a new path.

Unfortunately, the potential of this road is limited, and now he has reached the end of this road.

This means that he will not be able to cross the Dao fruit in his life.

No matter how hard he evolves, he can no longer become stronger.

Taking one more step is as difficult as climbing the sky.

That's the price.

The price he paid for becoming stronger by going to a dead end.

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However, Baimeng and the others did not ridicule.

Instead, he said with emotion: "The road to Dao Fruit is indeed difficult.

We have been ups and downs for thousands of years, and we are finally hovering in front of the gate of the Holy King. "

"However, you stick to your Dao heart and never give up entering the Dao Fruit," the Undead Saint King was a little silent.

"And I gave up first."

"Forget it, I came here today just to bury the bones, not to talk about the past."

"Then today, I will fight you for the Lord," Baimeng said calmly.

Heaven-reaching demonic energy has already permeated the air.

In the lonely desert, it may be the first time in millions of years that such a big battle has been encountered.

The Immortal King raised his head, and he also became serious.

Behind him, strands of flames were burning.

In the end, an undead phoenix creature was condensed.

"You are not a human race," Zixia Saint said in surprise.

"One of the lower eight monster clans, the Immortal Phoenix," Fairy Haoyue also frowned slightly.

They have naturally heard of the Sixteen Monster Race.

It's just that as the ruler of the Yaozu, the members of the Sixteen Yaozu are not too many.

It even seldom appears in other domains.

So even if people in the world have heard of it, they may not necessarily have actually seen it.

"Don't dare to pretend to be a demon clan, I am the undead holy king, and it has nothing to do with other people," said the undead holy king shaking his head.

Hearing this, the Zixia sage was not too entangled.

As the royal family of the monster clan, the strength of the sixteen monsters is naturally unquestionable, and they are the most powerful.

But Xu Zimo next to him had a strange expression.

Since he got the Yao Jian, he has paid special attention to the affairs of the Sixteen Yao Clan.

"Since it is an undead phoenix, it is not surprising that reincarnation is a gifted supernatural power."

Baimeng surrounded the Undead Saint King together.

Powerful magic energy is constantly gushing out.

Directly covering the entire sky, this piece of heaven and earth seems to have become a demon realm.

The seven-faced demon blooms a seven-faced lotus.

The devilish energy of death entangled with traces of murderous aura came to attack and kill.

The right fist of the Immortal King carried a strong undead flame.

He punched him directly.

The seven-faced lotus was shattered by a punch.

But immediately after, the devilish energy of the lotus burned into the fist of the undead holy king like bone-eating poison.

And the Scarlet Blade Bull Demon directly restores its body.

Like a bull demon standing upright.

With a huge ax in hand, with every step he took, a large footprint with deep indentations appeared on the ground.

He cut it with an axe.

The undead phoenix behind the undead holy king screamed, and even the phantom was a little blurred.

As for Baimeng, he joined forces with Canopy Demon Venerable.

Like a torrent, two powerful demonic energy strangled them together.

"Well done," the Immortal King shouted loudly.

He stepped into the air, and behind him appeared a giant wing covering the sky and covering the sun.

The fiery red wings burned the entire sky.

The wings closed, wrapping his whole body inside.

Immediately, he was like a slowly rising sun.

The flame in it is immortal.