I’m Really a Villain

When Xu Zimo began to operate in the Tranquility Formation, he saw the dragnet set up in the void.

Tens of thousands of laser-straight lines intersected together.

Densely packed and countless.

The connection of tens of thousands of lines is enough to imagine how vast the formations arranged around it are.

And on every front, Xu Zimo could feel the endless killing intent.

He was also a little lucky that he didn't get too excited at the time and chose to attack with the Dragon Python Holy Emperor.

With his current strength, perhaps even this formation wouldn't be able to do anything to him.

But it will eventually entangle him and prevent him from obtaining the inheritance of the Ancient God of Space. Once the Holy Ancestor and others discover something unusual, they will come.

The decisive battle will probably begin in advance.

Xu Zimo is not afraid, but he is not ready yet and it is not the best time.

You must know that in a war, as long as there is the slightest chance of winning, it is extremely important.

It is not a wise choice to rush into war.

At this moment, with the constant movement of the trance formation, Xu Zimo found that he was constantly traveling through time and space.

It can be said that it is constantly traveling through deep space.

As for which level of space the Holy Meteor Pavilion is located, Xu Zimo doesn't know.

Finally, after some time.

Xu Zimo felt that the changes in space were much smaller.

And the movement of his figure gradually stopped.

Not far ahead, a void door appeared again.

Immediately afterwards, the void door opened on its own, and at the door, two armored guards came over.

"Who asked you to come here?" One of them looked at Xu Zimo and asked in a deep voice.

"It's Director Wang," Xu Zimo replied.

"He asked me to come over and deliver blood food."

"If you want to go in, you must search yourself." The two armored guards did not give Xu Zimo a chance to choose.

He started searching directly for Xu Zimo's ink dragon skin.

However, Xu Zimo usually doesn't carry his things with him, and he will even put important things in the mainland of China.

Moreover, with the cover of Mojiao Skin outside, nothing could be found at all.

"Are you a bodyguard of the Dragon Python Holy Emperor?" During the body search, an armored guard couldn't help but ask.

Xu Zimo nodded.

"Is the Dragon Python Holy Emperor planning to take refuge with our Highness?" Another guard asked with a smile.

Haotian is what they call His Highness.

As the saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

There are so many powerful people in this holy court, but there is actually competition among the systems.

Let’s not talk about other things for now, let’s just take the three disciples of the Holy Ancestor as an example.

The eldest disciple Haotian, the second disciple Huang Tian and the third disciple Qingtian.

They represent three different forces.

It's just that because the Holy Ancestor and the Immortal Master were suppressing it, no one else could make waves.

But this is all on the surface.

Behind the scenes, everyone is fighting for their own interests.

Take this Haotian as an example.

He was followed by a group of people who were wary of the other two disciples.

They win over the Holy Emperor and the Holy Envoy.

Among the thirty-six Holy Emperors, some are willing to take refuge, while others are waiting to see what happens.

The Dragon Python Holy Emperor has a very high status and has always been someone that Haotian wants to win over.

But before the Dragon Python Holy Emperor, in order to maintain his character, neither party participated.

This time Xu Zimo came to deliver blood food as a guard. To a certain extent, he represented the Dragon Python Holy Emperor.

Xu Zimo did not directly answer what these two people said.

Instead, he smiled and said: "I don't know what you mean, but I am very optimistic about Master Haotian."

"As long as you join us, we will be a family," two armored guards patted Xu Zimo's shoulders, indicating that he could go in.

"After you get in, don't run around or talk nonsense."

"If Lord Haotian asks you something, you must tell me everything."

"If you offend your lord, no one can protect you."

Xu Zimo nodded slightly.

Entering inside, he discovered that this Holy Meteor Pavilion was a world of its own.

It's like the inside of a volcano. The temperature is so high that if ordinary people come in, they will be instantly wiped out.

Xu Zimo heard it from the Dragon Python Holy Emperor before.

The Holy Ancestor originally planned to build this Holy Meteor Pavilion into a peerless magic weapon.

Unfortunately, the project was eventually abandoned because of the impurities contained in the meteorite.

But since you want to refine weapons, you definitely cannot do without flames.

But now, the high temperature inside the Holy Meteor Pavilion comes from the wrath of Burning Heaven.

This burning wrath was not a flame at first, but a flower.

In the far east of the Nine Realms, there is a lost sea. The sea is mainly water. However, after countless years of evolution, the cathode of these seawaters must reverse, and it has evolved into the most yang thing.

At its core, the Lost Sea is a sea of ​​fire.

After thousands of years of evolution, the sea of ​​fire gradually changed.

In ancient times, two tribes fought on the Lost Sea, resulting in numerous casualties.

The evil spirit and blood of the corpse merged into the sea of ​​fire.

After several generations of gestation, under the cultivation of the Holy Ancestor, a flower bloomed.

The flower has six petals, but no stamens. There is a fire growing inside.

This is the prototype of Burning Heaven's Wrath.

Later, Burning Heaven's Wrath was subdued by the Holy Ancestor and used to refine the Holy Meteor Pavilion.

Later, the refining of Shengyun Pavilion failed, but the Holy Ancestor did not take back the flame.

The surrounding heat corroded everything.

Xu Zimo continued to walk inside, and saw a sea of ​​fire starting to appear under his feet.

The sea of ​​fire was raging, the lava was flowing thickly, and occasionally there were waves. The fiery red flames shot thousands of meters high, making people afraid to get close.

At the end of the flames, there is a shrine.

The area of ​​the shrine is not large, only the size of one person, and Haotian is sitting in the shrine.

In front of him were steps paved with bluestones.

These steps float above the lava.

At both ends of the steps, at one end was Xu Zimo, and in the shrine at the other end was Haotian.

"Where's the blood food?" Haotian looked at Xu Zimo and asked calmly.

Xu Zimo took out the blood beads.

Haotian glanced at it and frowned slightly.

He said calmly: "The quality of blood food has become worse and worse these few times. Go back and tell Fatty Wang that if he doesn't want to do it, there are many people who want to serve me."

Xu Zimo did not reply to him, but used his spiritual consciousness to sense the surroundings, trying to find the location of the ancient space god's inheritance.

"Put your things down and you can go," Haotian said lightly.

But Xu Zimo didn't listen to him. Instead, he grabbed the vampire and crushed him into pieces.

Bright red blood continued to flow from the fingers.

Haotian was shocked at first.

He didn't react.

After all, he really couldn't understand how a slave could be so bold to offend him.

"You are looking for death," Haotian roared angrily after regaining consciousness.

You must know that before this, he was sitting in the shrine without showing his face.

But Xu Zimo's behavior angered him.

He directly stretched out his right hand and slapped it hard.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the entire sea of ​​​​blood rioted in an instant.