I’m Really a Villain

Seeing this scene, Fifth Patriarch Shijie's face changed drastically, and they knew that they had met the ancestors of the Yaozu.

The five people did not dare to stay at all, and the branch left in five directions.

Chaos suppressed this world, and it was difficult for these warriors to break through the space. Under the suppression of chaos, everyone's speed became very slow.

The entire ancient city of Hunyuan suddenly became a mess. The crowd who originally wanted to crusade against Chaos began to flee for their lives like ants on a hot pot.

Many people were even trampled to death in the crowd.

Chaos did not intend to hold back, it was still chasing and killing these fleeing warriors.

With an incomparable strength, the huge body bombarded and killed everything. The sky was rained with blood, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and there were no bones left.

The majestic beast power has completely swept this world, and the war is going on one side.

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In front of the tea stand in a remote street, the old man still quietly looked at the tea scriptures in his hand.

The teacup in front of him was steaming, and the refreshing fragrance of tea wafted around.

Even though countless people died tragically around him, blood rained down from the sky, and wailing sounded one after another, he didn't even frown.

The little girl next to her turned pale and said nervously, "Grandpa, let's go too."

"It's okay, Xiaoqi," the old man smiled and said, "Are you afraid?"

"I'm not afraid," the little girl quickly shook her head, her chubby face was full of nervousness.

She threw herself into the old man's arms and burst into tears, "I'm just afraid that grandpa will be killed by that monster too. I don't want to lose grandpa."

The old man patted the little girl on the back and said with a kind smile, "Don't be afraid, everything will be over when you wake up from sleep."

Seeing the little girl in his arms fell into a deep sleep, the old man carefully put her on the armchair, and then stood up slowly.

The white hair on the temples swayed gently with the breeze, and he looked at the doomsday scene in the ancient city indifferently.

A famous martial artist just fell from the air and smashed a small cart next to the old man's tea stand to pieces.

The warrior fell in front of the old man in a bloody mess, and the ground was stained red with blood, as if shed down desperately.

"Help, save me," he pleaded weakly.

The old man glanced at the warrior indifferently, then looked calm, stepped over the warrior's body, and walked slowly towards Chaos.

There was a cold wind blowing in the sky, and the winter cold current roared past.

Light snowflakes fell from the edge of the sky, under the influence of the cold current in the air, the snowflakes danced and danced.

The snowfall is getting bigger and bigger, and the sky is covered with snowflakes.

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"Enough," a soft sigh sounded in Hunyuan Ancient City.

The voice was very soft, as if it was a person whispering.

But what was strange was that it was such a light voice that spread throughout the hearts of everyone in Hunyuan Ancient City at this moment.

Even Xu Zimo is no exception.

Chaos stopped, frowned and looked around.

I saw an old man walking in the air, slowly walking over from the edge of the sky.

The old man was wearing an ordinary coarse cloth green shirt. He was past his twilight years, and there were countless wrinkles and grooves on his face.

Every ravine seems to be telling the story of his life.

"Who are you?" Chaos asked, frowning.

He couldn't see through the realm of this old man, he felt like an ordinary old man, but for some reason, there seemed to be a great sense of oppression in his heart.

"It's not important," the old man said lightly, "You guys have been making trouble for so long, go away and let this place settle down."

At this time, layers of ripples appeared in the void, and Xu Zimo's figure gradually appeared.

"The farce should be over," the old man said lightly.

Xu Zimo narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "What does it have to do with you?"

"If you don't leave, then stay," the old man said flatly.

"Up to you?" Chaos snorted coldly, and his big claws grabbed the old man directly.

The old man shook his head slightly, a light blue ray condensed out of his right hand, he stretched out his right hand, with just such a light flick, the light blue light burst out instantly.

Endless spiritual energy condensed in the air, and there was a "boom" explosion, and Chaos' huge body was directly thrown to the ground.

Seeing this scene, the fleeing crowd stopped instantly.

"Hey, who is this powerful?" Someone was dumbfounded and muttered to himself.

Seeing this scene, the ancient god Yiye looked at the old man contemplatively, wondering what he was thinking about.

Chaos got up from the ground, looked at the old man angrily, and roared a few times to the sky.

But he didn't attack rashly, the attack just now made him understand that this old man is not simple.

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"I'm just a loser," the old man said lightly, "The survival of this city has nothing to do with me, but at this moment, I just want a peaceful life."

As the old man's voice fell, he saw a boundless aura emanating from his body.

The old man's face was dull, the endless space was torn apart by this momentum, and there were cracks in the space.

He was wearing a green robe, which made a sudden noise in the strong wind.

The white snow in the sky floated around his body, intertwined with Wu Geng's aura.

A long blood-colored river hangs upside down from the sky like a galaxy. This is his true destiny.

The world was oppressed and collapsed in this long bloody river.

This side of the world seems unable to bear this force, so it is in a constant cycle of fragmentation and self-recovery.

The mighty immortal energy enveloped his surroundings, at this moment, when the old man opened his eyes.

It seems that he is the only center of this world. When he opens his eyes, it is day, and when he closes his eyes, it is night.

Chaos looked at this scene, and said with some horror: "Mysterious Immortal Realm, he has opened the Ninth Vein Gate and entered the Immortal Path."

"Who are you?" Xu Zimo asked with a frown.

"The name is just a code name," the old man replied flatly.

His voice echoed above the nine heavens, and the bloody river in the sky was surging and rolling, as if hiding all the evils in the world.

"Perhaps the world prefers to call me Crazy Blood."

Hearing the old man's words, an ancient god at the side looked at the blood-colored river in the sky, his face changed drastically, and he shouted: "You are the bloody old devil, the one who slaughtered thousands of cities, with corpses strewn across the fields, blood flowing like rivers the old devil."

"So someone still remembers me," the old man chuckled, then shook his head and said, "Don't be nervous, I'm just a tea seller now."

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When the other people around heard this name, some people turned pale with fright, and their bodies couldn't help shaking.

Someone also asked curiously: "Who is the bloody old devil?"

"You don't even know this?" The person next to him replied in surprise, "A devil who kills without blinking an eye."