I’m Really a Villain

The figures of the demons had already rushed up, and the thunderous drums sounded in their ears.

At this moment, Xu Zimo's prison-suppressing demon body was activated, and boundless demon energy rose from his body to the sky.

The eyes became pitch black, and a strong demonic energy surged out of the eyes, and purple-black lines spread from the forehead to the neck.

Xu Zimo raised his head and looked indifferently at the Protoss in front of him.

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Jiuyou swore that he would remember the scene of that day for the rest of his life.

It was a sunny afternoon in July.

Hundreds of demons knelt on the ground, looking straight ahead devoutly.

The man was dressed in a black robe, and his back became more and more stalwart and lonely.

The thundering drums in her ears gradually faded away, as if getting farther and farther away, and there was only the man in her sight.

The demonic energy raged around, and the endless magical power spread down. At this moment, there was silence between the heaven and the earth.

It seemed that even the sound of the drums had disappeared.

"My subjects," Xu Zimo slowly stretched out his hand, looking at the demon crowd behind him.

He said softly: "Since it is an obsession, let it go.

I swear, one day, I will truly rule this world.

Wherever the sun and the moon shine, they are all demonic soil, and wherever the rivers and rivers go, they all submit to me. "

The hundreds of demons behind them all prostrated on the ground, their eyes gradually became clear, and those obsessions gradually disappeared into the sky.

Seeing the demons dissipate, the obsessions of the protoss on the opposite side also began to dissipate.

The devilish energy on Xu Zimo's body gradually dissipated.

There was a wind blowing, and everything seemed to have never happened.

Jiuyou shook his head, and quickly came back to his senses, at this time the surroundings were completely silent.

"Get up," Xu Zimo said as he walked towards him slowly.

"You just now," Jiuyou hesitated for a moment, not knowing how to ask.

"You didn't see anything," Xu Zimo replied, and walked straight ahead.

In the distance, Feng Niannian and the three hadn't gone far when they suddenly saw their obsession dissipate, and the three turned back quickly.

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"Miss Jiuyou, brother Lin, are you alright?" Feng Niannian shouted and asked from afar.

"It's okay," Xu Zimo shook his head.

"Why didn't you run away just now?" After Feng Niannian approached, he breathed a sigh of relief, and asked suspiciously: "And those obsessions that dissipated so quickly?"

"It's dawn," Xu Zimo said lightly, looking at the fish-belly white that had protruded from the top of his head.

"Ah, is that so?" Feng Niannian looked up and said, "No wonder, you guys are lucky.

Obsession can only appear at night, and the battlefield of gods and demons is relatively safe during the day. "

Jiuyou next to him didn't speak, his mind was full of the scene just now.

She looked at Xu Zimo, lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking.

"Aren't we going to the Demon Race Cemetery," Xu Zimo said.

"You didn't come out just now, we are all planning to go back to Fenglei Pavilion," Feng Changyin scratched his head and said with a smile: "Then let's go together together."

The five of them walked towards the cemetery together, Jiuyou was full of worries along the way, Yu Yu'er was a little timid and didn't speak much.

Only the wind is considered natural familiarity all the year round, and can talk about any topic.

He gave Xu Zimo a detailed account of the battlefield of gods and demons, and it seemed that he had made a lot of preparations before.

After walking for half a day, they finally arrived at their destination at noon.

The so-called Demon Race Cemetery.

The front was surrounded by a group of disciples wearing yellow robes. The cemetery was not too big, and they blocked all four directions.

There were some casual cultivators pointing around, but no one dared to force their way in.

"This battlefield of gods and demons is public, they really dare to block us all from entering," the casual cultivator next to him yelled unwillingly.

"These people in Jiulong Villa are too much."

"They only allow some strong or powerful people to enter. Even if we resist, we are not opponents, so naturally we don't care."

Xu Zimo sized it up, looked at Feng Niannian and asked: "Your Fenglei Pavilion is also famous, can't you go in?"

"No, our master is only at the peak of Rongtian, and he is not in their eyes," Feng Niannian sighed.

"Either the Rongtian powerhouse will come in person, or the power must reach the holy level, otherwise they won't be afraid."

"Why don't we force our way in," Feng Changyin suggested.

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Xu Zimo didn't speak, and walked straight into the mausoleum.

"Stop," several yellow-robed disciples beside him hurriedly stopped him.

These disciples wore yellow robes embroidered with nine giant dragons circling.

Standing in front with an ax in hand, he asked loudly, "Which sect do you belong to?"

"Eternal Divine Sect," Xu Zimo took out the token that Gong Chuhe gave him earlier.

This is a symbol of a high-level token in the Eternal Divine Sect, which is difficult for ordinary disciples to obtain.

The leader next to him saw the token and quickly stood up to make way for an entrance.

"Please come in," the leader smiled.

Even though their Nine Dragons Villa is famous, they can only be regarded as relatively strong among the forces at the level of the Holy Sect, and there is still a slight gap with the real Sacred Sect.

Xu Zimo walked in with everyone.

When he walked to the front of the mausoleum, Xu Zimo just looked up.

The upper floor of this mausoleum is not too large, and the surrounding walls are made of magic flare stones.

Walking in through the gate, there are many magic pine trees planted inside. These pine trees are all black and exude a burst of fragrance.

And in the middle of the pine tree, an underground portal was opened.

The inside of the door leads directly to the ground, it is pitch black and bottomless, and one does not know where it leads.

"It is said that someone accidentally opened this mausoleum, and it was corroded by demonic energy after entering it, so it was announced as a last resort," Feng Niannian said.

"Shall we go in?" Jiuyou asked.

Xu Zimo nodded and walked into the portal first.

There is a void under this portal, which is somewhat similar to a space teleportation formation.

When Xu Zimo entered, he found that his feet were unstable, and he fell completely, like an abyss, with no end to speak of.

And in this darkness, it is impossible to step into the air, the space is completely chaotic.

If you resist here and disturb the trajectory of the space, you probably don't know where you will be teleported.

Xu Zimo let his body fall downwards, and after an unknown amount of time, the darkness in front of him finally receded gradually, and his feet stepped on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Jiuyou and the others also fell down together.

Xu Zimo looked up, and the surroundings were a bit desolate, with almost nothing.

Only directly ahead, there is a gigantic bone mountain.

This mountain of white bones is formed by the accumulation of white bones. It is hard to imagine how many corpses were used in it.

Moreover, there is faint divine power on each bone, and it is obvious that there are all the corpses of the Protoss here.

"It's here," Feng Niannian said from the side, "Before we just came in, we were hunted out and almost lost our lives."