I’m Really a Villain

"Dead people are playing tricks!"

Xu Zimo said calmly.

"Then, why are there still many people willing to believe in them?"

"In fact, everyone was unwilling at the beginning.

After all, the gods of the past are dead after all. Who is willing to deal with these dead people and compromise?"

The Black Mountain Old Demon explained.

"But later, everyone found that these old gods were very familiar with the sky burial ground."

"With their help, many people entered it, and the casualties would be greatly reduced.

And they can also get a lot of good things."

"And the weirdness of the sky burial ground is rampant, with their protection, those weirdness will not mess around."

"So there is a force that is easy to eat crabs first and get huge benefits."

"Later, more and more people are willing to compromise with them."

"At the beginning, the alliance organized by many people was also disintegrated from the inside without any effort."

Hearing the words of the Black Mountain Old Demon, Xu Zimo knew the consequences without thinking.

Even if everyone knows that this kind of thing is a conspiracy or even an open conspiracy of these old gods.

But they will still compromise.

Because this is human nature.

As long as there are interests, there will always be people who do not consider the overall situation.

As long as there are interests, no principles are useful.

If you do not compromise, there are many people who compromise.

The so-called alliance is the most ridiculous.

To put it bluntly, if one person is greedy, everyone will shout and beat him.

But if everyone is greedy, then if you are not greedy, you cannot gain a foothold and you are a public enemy.

"Sir, please go in quickly."

"No matter what gods or gods, these weird things are not easy to deal with," the Black Mountain Old Demon said hurriedly.

Because on one side of the world.

A gloomy wind has begun to blow.

These gloomy winds can be described as flying sand and rocks, sweeping everything between heaven and earth.

It is so gray that people can't see around clearly.

Even the soul can't see through this gloomy wind.

Let's not talk about whether the weird things are strong or not, the main thing is that they can't be killed.

No matter how strong the existence is, they can't be killed.

This is enough to disgust people.

So even the strong ones are unwilling to provoke them, so as not to capsize in the gutter.

At this time, Xu Zimo and the other person walked into the shelter inn.

Actually, it was different from an ordinary inn.

There were no separate rooms.

There was only a large hall.

Everyone gathered here.

Xu Zimo looked up, and on the plaque above his head were written four big characters: Pig God of Heaven.

In the hall, there was a large pig head in each of the four directions of southeast, northwest, and northeast.

They were embedded in the walls respectively.

Each pig head was very creepy.

The eyes were scarlet, and there was blood on the teeth.

It seemed as if they had just eaten someone.

Xu Zimo looked around casually.

He found that there were at least dozens of people in the hall.

However, these dozens of people were also divided into four forces.

These four forces occupied the four positions of southeast, northwest, and northeast respectively.

In the east, there were several people wearing blood-colored robes and blood-colored masks.

There were seven of them in total.

Just focusing on the east, no one dared to approach within a few meters around.

And in the south, there was only a girl and an old man.

The old man was calm and composed, and his aura did not leak out at all. He stood there as if he was really an ordinary old man.

The girl next to the old man was wearing a sea-blue long skirt, standing tall and graceful, like a shy blooming flower.

Her facial features were delicate and beautiful, her skin was white jade like sheep fat, delicate and smooth, and there seemed to be no flaws on her body.

It was like a work of divine craftsmanship that was biased by heaven and earth.

The old man and the young man occupied a place.

As for the north, there were more than a dozen people.

The leader of these people was a young man.

He was arrogant, heroic, and arrogant.

He looked very arrogant and domineering.

Next to him, there were several peers of the same age as him, constantly echoing his words.

The young man had an extraordinary origin at first glance.

And he had the loudest voice, and he was the most active in the whole hall.

As for the east, this seemingly narrow position was crowded with about 20 to 30 people.

They were crowded together.

These people are men, women, young and old, and they seem to be strangers from all corners of the world.

They should be casual cultivators who come to the sky burial site.

After they came to the Shelter Inn.

They dared not compete with the seven bloody men in the west, nor did they dare to compete with the old and young in the south, and the arrogant young man in the north.

They could only squeeze in this place in the east.

When Xu Zimo came in, he immediately attracted the attention of countless people.

The group of people in the east was already a little bored.

Two more people came to squeeze in.

However, Xu Zimo had not entered the hall yet, because he was stopped at the door.

It was a person wearing a pig head mask.

It sounded like a woman.

On that slender figure, there was a pig head mask, which made people feel nauseous and weird.

"Anyone who enjoys the shelter in the Shelter Inn must be grateful to the Pig God of Heaven."

The woman took out two tokens and handed them to Xu Zimo and the Black Mountain Old Demon.

Said: "This is the token of the God of Heaven, and it belongs to the token of Zhu Si Tian God."

"If you go to the place of sky burial in the future, you can go to the Zhu Si Tian Temple to take a look."

"Own opportunities await each of you who are favored by the Pig God of Heaven."

After giving the token, the woman disappeared.

This is quite interesting.

It should be that everyone who enters here will be given a token.

Although Xu Zimo didn't know where the Pig God of Heaven Temple was, he really wanted to go and see it if he had the chance in the future.

To explore what these so-called old gods are.

At this time, outside the Shelter Inn, strange figures seemed to be getting closer and closer.

In the gloomy wind, there were beautiful figures as bright as demons, strong men cutting through thorns, and green demons roaring constantly.

Xu Zimo and the other person entered the hall.

At this time, they met everyone's eyes.

In the far east, one of the people who were crowded together said: "Daoyou, it's already very crowded here, it's not convenient for you to come over again."

The man's meaning was also very simple, wanting Xu Zimo to go to other people.

But the people in the other three directions were not kind.

Let's talk about the old and the young in the south first.

At first, some people still had ideas about the girl.

As a result, the dignified Daoguo strongman was easily wiped out by the old man.

This also completely shocked everyone, and no one dared to approach them anymore.

Enough is the seven bloody figures in the west.

They are the famous Seven Sky Burial Evils.

Their methods are brutal, and I don’t know how many people they have killed.

They are very famous for exploring the sky burial site, and others dare not compete with them for territory.

And the young man in the north, his strength is not strong.

But his identity is too special.

He is the young patriarch of the Xuntian clan.

Normally, the Xuntian clan is nearby, and he doesn’t need to hide in this kind of shelter inn.