I’m Really a Villain

Xu Zimo stared at the east direction, and his figure quickly moved towards the source.

His speed is extremely fast, and the skulls along the way are deliberately avoiding him.

Passing by several deep pits, Xu Zimo saw some corpses in them.

Each of these corpses is extremely powerful, even after tens of thousands of years of time, these corpses still have no signs of decay.

It's hard to imagine what kind of existence they were in life.

The weakest of these corpses have already been consecrated, and there are many god kings among them.

Although Xu Zimo had never experienced that battle, he could really feel the tragedy.

He continued to move forward, and after passing through hundreds of deep pits, he finally stopped in front of one of the particularly large deep pits.

The surroundings of this deep pit were shrouded in black mist, and it was almost difficult to see the scene inside.

And around the pit, there are densely packed skulls guarding it.

It seems that there is something important inside.

When Xu Zimo arrived, he saw the skulls stayed for a while, and they dispersed completely without stopping them.

The black fog in front of him dissipated into the shape of a door, as if he had been waiting for Xu Zimo's arrival.

Xu Zimo chuckled and walked slowly into the black mist.

When he entered the black mist, the scene in front of him changed instantly.

The sky was shrouded in a majestic evil spirit, and even the ground under his feet was eroded.

There are all kinds of flowers growing here, colorful and colorful.

But without exception, every flower gives people a very evil feeling.

Among the flowers, there is a sidewalk. Looking forward along the sidewalk, you can see a red aura rising into the sky at the end.

This red aura is the source of everything, the chief culprit of corroding the earth and sky.

Xu Zimo walked up the trail, and the further he walked, the more oppressive and red aura became stronger.

Directly ahead was a hut made of white bones, and a middle-aged man sat cross-legged in front of the hut.

After feeling Xu Zimo's arrival, the middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes.

The middle-aged man was full of evil spirits, with long hair tied neatly behind him.

At first glance, a face looks delicate, but if you look closely, you will find that every movement on that smooth face is sinister and awe-inspiring.

The corners of the eyes exude a thick black air, eagle eyes, hooked nose, and very thin lips.

He was wearing a tunic with wide sleeves. The clothes were of various colors, consisting of three colors: white, black, and blue.

The purple-black boots under his feet went all the way to his knees.

The moment he saw Xu Zimo, the middle-aged man also stood up slowly.

"That old guy Wan Gu sent you here?" The middle-aged man said with a smile.

His expression was normal and calm, as if he was not surprised or curious about Xu Zimo's arrival.

"Who are you?" Xu Zimo asked suspiciously.

Logically speaking, there should be no living beings in this core place, and the appearance of this middle-aged man is full of strangeness.

The majestic evil spirit shrouded him, and in the bone hut behind him, the source of all the red light seemed to be there.

"You don't even know who I am when you come here?" The middle-aged man smiled evilly.

The louder he laughed, the more evil his body became, and it almost shook the entire sky to "rumble".

"I don't know much about the past, so please introduce yourself," Xu Zimo said lightly.

"It seems that old man Wan didn't tell you a lot," the middle-aged man smiled and sat down.

In front of him was a white bone table, on which was a pot of hot tea that had just been boiled.

The hot tea is blood red, and I don't know what material it is made of.

"My name has been around for a long time, but I believe that everyone in Wangu City will never forget the word "Qiongqi" in your life."

"Oh, the culprit of that great war back then," Xu Zimo nodded and walked over step by step.

The man was a little surprised by Xu Zimo's plain appearance, and said, "Aren't you afraid?"

"Why should you be afraid? You have never been beaten. Maybe you are the one who is afraid," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

Hearing this, the man laughed loudly, poured out the blood-red water in the cup, and said with a smile: "Interesting, interesting, I have met many people in this Eternal Continent, and you are one who suits my taste."

Xu Zimo walked to the front slowly and sat down on the other side of the bone table.

While picking up the black tea in his hand, he asked casually, "Aren't you dead? How do you think you're still alive and kicking?"

After drinking a cup of tea, a strong spiritual energy condensed in the body like overwhelming.

"Good tea," Xu Zimo sighed.

Instantly refreshed, as if the pores of the whole body were opened, this tea is estimated to allow people in the Melting Heaven Realm to enter the semi-sage in one gulp.

"Death? Just rely on these ants," the man smiled and shook his head when he heard Xu Zimo's words.

Said: "The gap between me and them is a qualitative gap, not a quantitative one. They are not worthy."

"Then how did you end up like this?" Xu Zimo asked curiously.

According to the meaning of the eternal god king, this leader should be the existence of immortality.

It stands to reason that no matter how many God Kings there are in the Eternal Continent, they are not his opponents.

Hearing Xu Zimo's words, the man was slightly silent.

I don't know what I thought of, I frowned, and snorted softly: "I thought everything was too simple, and I became a pawn in the end."

"Are you from Qiwei?" Xu Zimo asked.

"It seems that you still know something," the man chuckled.

"It's okay to tell you, after I discovered that crack back then, I wanted to capture this Eternal Continent and use it as a back garden to provide fresh blood for our Qiwei Sect.

But it is still too simple to think of everything. This ancient continent has existed for an unknown number of years, and there are as many strong people who have come out of it.

There are many Dao fruits among them. How could they sit idly by when I captured their hometown. "

"It seems that you have been tricked," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"Those people want me to take the lead and test the reactions of all parties. We will not do this kind of cannon fodder.

So I blew up to death and revived my body in this ruins, laughing at those ants, thinking that they killed me," the middle-aged man sneered.

"However, I paid a high price for deceiving their eyes and ears.

If I practice here for thousands of years, I should enter Xiandao Bridge and leave this world. "

"I don't care about these things. Since you are their leader, Qiong Qi, then you should know Tongtianlu," Xu Zimo asked.

"Boy, greed makes people lost. It seems that you are following the ancient way," Qiong Qi glanced at Xu Zimo and said lightly.

"Who cares, why don't we make a deal and give me Tongtianlu, and I promise not to kill you," Xu Zimo said.