I’m Really a Villain

The momentum went straight to the sky, confronting the three ancestors of the Goddess Palace, and everyone below watched this scene in shock.

"Your Excellency, you really want to be an enemy of my Goddess Palace?" Ancestor Chengtian said intently.

"This is the base camp of my Goddess Palace, Your Excellency, you'd better think about it carefully."

"You also have the face to ask me this?

I brought Gongsun Hongtian here, but you have to go back on your agreement.

It's really disgusting that the Red Dust Palace is ruled by you people," Xu Zimo said shaking his head.

"If you are willing to give up, my Goddess Palace will give you compensation.

If you insist on going your own way, then you will be suppressed together today," said Patriarch Chengtian with a cold snort.

"It's up to you?" Xu Zimo smiled lightly.

He snorted coldly, Ba Ying in his right hand burst out with endless saber intent, and accompanied him to kill Patriarch Chengtian.

I saw that half of the sky was stirred up by the knife intent.

Gongsun Hongtian on the side also killed Mingzu.

In the end, only Chaos and Patriarch Yingtian were left to fight together.

The sky is divided into three battlefields, and other people below are not qualified to participate in the battle if they want to help.

The kung fu practiced by this Goddess Palace is quite peculiar.

The exercises they practice are called the Eighteen Realms for short.

These are the so-called six consciousnesses, six roots and six dusts.

Collectively known as the Eighteen Realms.

When a person's Eighteen Realms are wiped out, that person will become a walking dead without a soul.

This is the strongest point of this practice.

Generally, when the Goddess Palace went to punish some prisoners, it would use this kind of exercise.

Eye consciousness, ear consciousness, nose consciousness, tongue consciousness, body consciousness, consciousness, these are the six consciousnesses.

The root of seeing, the root of hearing, the root of smell, the root of taste, the root of touch, and the root of thinking and thinking are the six roots.

Form dust, sound dust, fragrance dust, taste dust, touch dust, and dharma dust, these are the six dusts.

These eighteen realms represent the human body and human thought.

At this moment, the ancestor Chengtian was surrounded by eighteen different gases.

His whole body lives above the sky, and the eighteen gases are evolving, merging and dispersing.

In the end, it condensed into a huge enchantment, covering himself and Xu Zimo.

"Here, I can deprive you of everything," Ancestor Chengtian said flatly.

With a wave of his right hand, it seemed as if the entire sky had collapsed.

Countless gas suppressed towards Xu Zimo.

Xu Zimo raised the Ba Ying with both hands high, and directly slashed at it.

There was a "boom", as if a huge mushroom cloud exploded, and the entire sky was annihilated.

The space was completely buried, and countless fragmented space fragments fell down.

"Deprive the six senses," only heard the ancestor Chengtian yell.

Countless gas surrounds Xu Zimo's surroundings.

At this moment, Xu Zimo felt that the whole world seemed to disappear from his consciousness.

He couldn't see, hear, or even touch or feel, and his whole being was trapped in a deep and boundless darkness.

"This is the Eighteen Realms," he muttered to himself.

But he couldn't hear what he was saying.

Xu Zimo couldn't feel anything from the outside world, only his consciousness seemed to be locked up.

He sat up slowly, and slowly opened his third eye located between his brows.

"Heaven's Punishment God's Eye," was the God's Eye that Xu Zimo opened at that time.

Its function is not only to have the supreme thunder attack, but also to see through all falsehoods.

Thunder is the nemesis of many illusions.

From yin to yang, this is the strongest attack form Thunder.

The so-called eighteen realms are not really able to deprive people of their six senses.

It just shields people's perception in the form of an illusion, and advanced illusions are difficult for people to detect.

The moment the God of Punishment Eyes opened, there was a faint purple arc flickering between Xu Zimo's brows.

In this electric arc, a sea of ​​thunder was brewing all over the sky, and then the illusory situation met the thunder, and it was instantly dissipated.

Ancestor Cheng Tian from the outside world looked at Xu Zimo's state. Now Xu Zimo has no ability to resist and can only be at his mercy.

Just as he was approaching Xu Zimo, a burst of thunder shot out from between Xu Zimo's eyebrows.

Piercing directly through his chest, the torrent of thunder knocked him out.

I saw Xu Zimo standing up slowly, with endless gray thunder surging in the God of Punishment eyes between his brows.

He looked at Patriarch Chengtian, who stood up from the thunder with his body shaking.

A large hole was pierced through the chest.

Even the blood seemed to be turned gray-purple by the thunder.

But the other party is not dead. At this level, even if his life is broken, he still has a chance to be resurrected.

What's more, it's just this level of injury.

"I really underestimated you," said Patriarch Chengtian with a grin and a sneer.

"It's surprising that you are really weak," Xu Zimo said, shaking his head.

Patriarch Chengtian snorted coldly, the other party could easily break through his 18 realms, which also surprised him a bit.

You must know that this is the technique left by the world-weary goddess back then. He has practiced it for many years and thinks he has the essence of it.

"World-weary beast, come out," Old Ancestor Chengtian yelled angrily again.

I saw the power and influence brought by the real life behind him rolling.

A huge animal head emerged from the void, followed by its body and limbs.

The head of this beast is extremely huge, and his whole body is pure red.

The back and arms were as hot as lava.

There are four steel-like barbs on each side of the back.

Its head is like a monkey, with a long white hair fluttering on the cheeks on both sides and on the top of the head.

The ears are slender, and the contours of circles are reflected.

When the world-weary beast appeared, it looked at Xu Zimo ferociously.

Leaping 100 meters high, he rushed towards Xu Zimo.

Xu Zimo raised his saber to meet him, but the other party directly bit his scimitar and tugged desperately.

This world-weary beast was so powerful that it directly bit Ba Ying and threw Xu Zimo away.

Xu Zimo's figure that flew upside down turned around in mid-air before stabilizing his figure.

Seeing the world-weary beast attacking him again.

With a wave of Xu Zimo's right hand, billowing devilish energy erupted from him.

"The third form of the "Ten Forms of Demons", the third is: the form of the old devil.

All catastrophe. "

As Xu Zimo's voice fell, the surroundings of the entire Goddess Palace began to change.

Thunder and lightning, violent wind and rain.

All kinds of disasters swarmed.

Earthquakes, floods, avalanches, sandstorms, hurricanes, volcanoes, tsunamis...

All the disasters flooded the Goddess Palace, as well as the World-Wanning Beast and the Patriarch Chengtian.

The force of nature is unstoppable, and it is said that man will conquer the sky, but that is not something that can be easily stopped.

In all the disasters, the roar of the ancestor Chengtian was drowned out.

Xu Zimo looked at all this lightly.

After the disaster, the wind and rain dissipated, and the originally broken sky was impoverished, and the figure of the ancestor Chengtian fell into the void.

Mingzu and Yingtian Patriarch, who were fighting with Gongsun Hongtian next to him, hurried over.

Rescued the ancestor Chengtian whose life was broken.