I’m Really a Villain

Hearing the pleas from several great sages of the Jun family, the great sages of the eight major families rushed over frantically.

They formed a defensive formation by themselves, surrounded the three great sages of the Jun family and Xu Zimo, so that they would not be disturbed.

And Xu Zimo, who was in the formation, already felt a strong sense of tearing.

He is the existence of the Holy King.

An ordinary great sage, wanting to exile him is simply a dream.

But the three of Jun's family are different.

What they practice is the three scriptures.

And they know that the three scriptures are infinitely powerful, if they practice all three together, they may not be able to reach the peak.

So they practice one book each.

It is enough to learn this scripture thoroughly.

The long river of time reflects Xu Zimo's whole body.

Now the Tathagata Sutra freezes his present.

The Sutra of Future Inexistence and the Sutra of Maitreya in the past create a world that leads directly to the future and the past, without boundaries and ends.

He wanted to exile Xu Zimo and suppress him forever.

Because they knew that killing Xu Zimo, unless he was a strong Daoist, they alone would not be able to do it.

The forces of exile are accelerating.

The scriptures in front of the three of them were flipping faster and faster.

"Clatter!"

Xu Zimo sneered.

"I will also do the three scriptures. Let's see if you exile me or I exile you."

With a wave of his hand, three scriptures appeared in front of him at the same time.

Surrounding him in a triangular shape.

"Future, past, present."

Xu Zimo's body forms a small space for himself.

This space enveloped Xu Zimo, and he fought against the three great saints of the Jun family.

He himself also condensed a long river of time.

The two long rivers of time seem to have life, roaring and colliding constantly.

"Boom, boom, boom."

The sky and the earth are exploding, and the surrounding void is constantly exploding.

In the beginning, a few people could evenly share the prize.

But as the demon energy on Xu Zimo's body became stronger and stronger, the prison-suppressing demon body paid attention to the word town and the word prison.

The so-called prison is like the devilish energy of purgatory.

This is the demonic energy exclusive to the demon lord, which is unmatched by other demons.

And the word town means suppression.

A demon body was born out of nowhere, capable of suppressing an era.

Xu Zimo knew that in the history of the previous generation of demon lords, the previous generation of demon lords did not need any power.

Just relying on a demon body alone is enough to tear apart the Dao fruit powerhouse.

This is the strength of the Demon Lord.

Accompanied by the purgatory-like demonic energy covering the sky, the force of suppression descended in the sky above.

Countless strands of devilish energy formed ferocious faces, killing the three great saints of the Jun family.

"Be careful," Jun Qianxiao shouted.

They fought against Xu Zimo, and now they were unable to free up their hands to control the demonic energy.

We can only rely on other great saints to block the three of them.

"The ten moves of the devil, the moves of the yin devil.

The chaotic person in the dream. "

Xu Zimo roared.

On the sky, densely packed with ferocious faces of devilish energy, like meteorites falling from the sky.

It was like a torrential rain, falling densely from the sky.

Every magic energy has a powerful force bursting out.

"Stop them," the Great Saints of the Eight Great Families roared.

Although there are a lot of demonic energy, there are also hundreds of great saints from the Eight Great Families.

The demonic energy was quickly wiped out.

But at the same time, when they were fighting against the demonic energy, they were also severely injured by the great saints of Zhenwu Shengzong, and more than a dozen people died in a row.

Everyone was very angry.

But Xu Zimo's move was not over.

The ten magic moves were created by the previous generation of devil masters and finally passed on to Xu Zimo.

Comparable to the top ten divine arts, and even transcendent magical powers.

How could it be cracked so easily?

When all the ferocious faces condensed with devilish energy were scattered, only these devilish qi gathered together again.

This time it was no longer a grim face.

Instead, tens of thousands of hideous faces formed a huge evil god.

The style of the yin and the devil, the one who messes up the gods in the dream.

The so-called chaotic gods are evil gods and yin gods.

Powerful power erupted from the evil god, and it stirred up the wind and clouds in the sky.

This evil god is formed by the condensed magic energy.

Although the existence time is short, when the law is exhausted, it will completely disappear.

But it is powerful.

The tall figure of the evil god stood between the sky and the earth, stirring up the sky with his hands, stirring up a dozen great saints in the palm of his hand.

The dozen or so great saints had no strength to resist, and were thrown away directly.

"What?" Someone said in surprise.

On this evil god, evil energy and devil energy were rioting at the same time.

With a powerful force, he directly kicked out more than a dozen great saints.

"Boom, boom, boom."

The evil god's big palm fell and grabbed the three great saints of the Jun family.

The three were taken aback.

The momentum on his body fluctuated, and Xu Zimo seized the opportunity directly, and the river of time and space surged around him.

The long river of time and space of these three people was shattered.

With a loud shout: "Exile."

Directly exile these three people into the void, never ending, until they die.

Seeing this scene, the great saints of the eight major families all changed their expressions and began to distance themselves and retreat.

And the Daoguo powerhouses on both sides also stopped and separated on both sides at this moment.

Everyone was already angry.

The shattered wilderness cannot be healed in a short time.

"Three swords, fight again," roared the God King Good Fortune.

At this moment, he seems to have suffered a bit.

On the robe on his body, there are some remnants of the blade cutting.

You must know that the Great Sage of Three Swords has just advanced to Daoguo, and he has been a senior for many years.

It would be a disadvantage in the opponent's hands.

This naturally embarrasses the God King Good Fortune.

"Fight, fight, I'm afraid you won't succeed." The Great Sage of Three Swords snorted coldly.

"Okay, if we continue to fight like this, we won't be able to tell the winner," said the Samsara Daozu next to him.

Everyone's strength is between equals, basically no one can do anything to each other.

Originally, the eight major families had a slight advantage.

But the appearance of Emperor Shenxing brought back this advantage.

"What should we do now?" the Huanshan Giant God asked.

A stalemate is obviously not a good thing, after all, for everyone.

One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers.

It is impossible for the Eight Great Families and the Zhenwu Sacred Sect to live in peace and manage the Tianji Territory together.

The Eight Great Families were unwilling, and so was Zhenwu Shengzong.

"No matter what the process is, your eight major families must be the ones who will be destroyed in the end." The world-weary old man said lightly.

"World-weary, don't bully others too much.

Think about it carefully, besides us, you have other enemies," said Daoist Samsara.

After he finished speaking, he yelled directly towards the sky of the Great Desolation.

"Everyone in the holy court, I agree with your conditions, let's join hands."