I’m Really a Villain

"How does the lord know that he must be a god emperor?" Baimeng asked curiously.

In fact, he doesn't think much of the great emperor of this world, after all, his real strength is also the existence of opening up ten veins.

It's just that the rules of Yuanyang Continent restricted him.

"Being able to order five powerful immortals, I can't think of anyone else in this divine sect," Xu Zimo said with a smile, "It's just that I can't figure out why this divine emperor is looking for me so much.

It's not worth it just to be addicted to knives. "

Xu Zimo pondered, after the three great emperors killed the God Emperor, the God Emperor has been hiding all the time, wanting to carry the destiny again.

His traces have always been very secretive, even after most of the later generations of Shenmen were captured by the army of warriors, he did not show up.

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The carriage had been walking for a long time, and the surroundings of the carriage were also sealed, making it impossible to see the outside scene clearly.

But this way of coming was remembered by Baimeng.

Finally, after a long time, the curtain of the carriage was pulled open.

Right in front is an extremely bright palace, pearls, agates, gemstones, all kinds of precious items are inlaid around the palace.

Moreover, the entire palace is made of rare red gold crystals.

On the way to the two sides of the palace, all kinds of precious mysterious medicines and spiritual seeds were planted.

"It really looks like a god emperor," Xu Zimo smiled.

"Mr. Xu, I won't follow in, you just go straight ahead," Yin Wuhen said with a smile.

Xu Zimo stared at the palace and walked in step by step.

Passing through the tree-lined path densely covered with spiritual trees and mysterious medicines, Xu Zimo walked into the palace.

In front of him was a bottomless corridor, with many paintings engraved on the walls on both sides of the corridor.

Xu Zimo glanced at it roughly, and these paintings depicted the life stories of the god emperors.

From his struggle all the way until bearing the destiny.

Through the long corridor, Xu Zimo stepped into the hall.

Right in front of the main hall is a throne, which is made of the rarer red gold crystal.

However, it is not the throne that attracts attention at this moment, but the man sitting on it.

The man originally turned his back to the door, but when Xu Zimo walked in, the throne turned slowly, and the man also turned around.

At this moment, no matter how bright the so-called great hall is and how precious the materials used to build the palace are, it is not as attractive as the man on the throne at the moment.

As if he just sat there, he was the core of the whole world.

Xu Zimo raised his head and looked at the man on the throne.

He was wearing a purple robe, and his hair was slightly long, tied on top of his head with a bun.

He has a majestic aura all over him, which is different from those strong men who deliberately exude aura.

This seems to be the aura that some strong people are born with, and some high-ranking people have the aura of those who have really seen the peak.

There seemed to be countless worlds in his eyes, as if countless stars in the sky were flowing.

When he was sitting there, his behavior was obviously very natural, but it felt as if he was looking up from a high mountain.

Standing against the sky with your shoulders and stepping on the deep spring, it is really hard to shake.

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The two looked at each other for a long time, and finally the man said, "Your performance surprised me."

"God Emperor?" Xu Zimo asked.

"Didn't you already guess it," the man said with a smile.

"What do you want from me?" Xu Zimo asked lightly.

"Before the conversation, shouldn't the person hiding in the dark come out?" the God Emperor said with a faint smile.

As his voice fell, Baimeng's huge body came out of the space.

He glanced at the God Emperor with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

"The pinnacle of the world," the god emperor finally shook his head after sizing up Baimeng for a long time and said, "Even if it is an ordinary emperor, it may not be your opponent."

"So what if it's the pinnacle emperor?" Bai Meng replied indifferently: "The existence of the Nine Dao Vein Sect is nothing."

Baimeng has his own pride. He is a Taoist existence, no different from the great emperor who bears the destiny.

Moreover, his real strength is already the existence of opening up the ten main veins.

Perhaps those great emperors who grew up in the upper realm are enough to fight against him at his peak.

To put it bluntly, these great emperors who have not yet ascended are just dominating the lower realms.

"No wonder you are confident enough to come to my divine gate like this." The God Emperor smiled and didn't care, and said, "It's incredible that an existence like you can help others without going to the upper realm."

"I am Heavenly Demon," Baimeng replied flatly.

The God Emperor was taken aback, looked at Baimeng intently, then smiled and said: "Interesting, really interesting.

It is fate that a person like me who is abandoned by heaven can meet the heavenly demon in this world. "

"What demon?" Xu Zimo asked, frowning at Bai Meng.

He talked about Baimon's identity before, and Baimon also said that his existence is different from others.

Whether it is the enemy of the devil, or the devil generals in the ancient magic lair, before the devil accepts the inheritance, they cannot change the fate of the devil at will.

But Bai Meng was able to come directly to Xu Zimo and help him.

At that time, Bai Meng also said that he is different from other demon generals. Even if the demon lord is not resurrected, he will still be born in this life, and he has his own mission.

"What is your mission?" Xu Zimo asked with a frown.

"Don't ask him, he can't tell you," the God Emperor said with a smile, "Except for the emperors of each era, the demon slayers and the demons themselves, no one will know until the conditions are ripe. "

"Why?" Xu Zimo asked.

"The rules of heaven," Baimeng replied quickly.

"Just like my existence?" Xu Zimo frowned and asked, "Is Heaven playing with us?"

"No, Tiandao has no consciousness. He is like a machine without emotion. It has nothing to do with good or evil, but just maintains its own rules." Baimon shook his head and said, "When the time comes, you will naturally understand."

Xu Zimo stared slightly, and snorted coldly in his heart, "I don't care what rules he has. In this life, I will jump out of the river of fate and start a new era. Everything must follow my rules."

"It seems that the demon slayers in this life are busy," the God Emperor said with a light smile.

"What do you want me for?" Xu Zimo asked lightly.

"I wanted to discuss the conditions with you," said the God Emperor, "but now that the Heavenly Demon exists, I think we can talk on an equal footing."

"You don't seem to be qualified to talk to me on an equal footing!" Xu Zimo said lightly, "Do you think you are still the great emperor of old?"

"Then treat me as a disadvantage." The God Emperor smiled and replied indifferently: "As long as you can help me, I can agree to any request you have."

I was caught off guard by this restriction, and I originally thought about sending out the manuscript fee.

This month, I was able to go to the Hunan rice noodles shop, slapped the table, and told the boss there confidently: "I want to add an egg and a piece of dried flower to my rice noodles."

Now it seems that eggs and dried flowers? It doesn't exist, you shit.