I’m Really a Villain

The door was slowly opened amidst a roar.

First, two huge shadows were reflected in the fairy mist.

Everyone looked up and saw two huge strange beasts coming out of it, and the ground trembled immediately.

These two strange beasts are both 100 meters long, and their necks are at least 50 meters long.

The shape is very weird, and the head seems to be a dragon.

There are two horns on the top of the head, a hideous mouth, and eyes the size of beans.

With the neck down, the body looks very fat.

It is covered with sharp barbs, and scale-like things cover the whole body.

"Different tooth beast," Patriarch Shuo said lightly.

"You know him?" Xu Zimo asked.

"How could it be possible not to know each other? When our blood clan was defeated by the Holy Master, their different tooth clan participated in it."

Patriarch Shuo said bitterly: "Otherwise, the whole clan would not be sealed."

"You still have hatred in your heart?" Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"I dare not, it's just that I feel a little uncomfortable after all," Patriarch Shuo sighed.

"There are some things that I know I can't empathize with, but I still have some resentment after all.

It's just resentment, nothing else. "

The two different-toothed beasts looked at the crowd and spit out their words.

"Human, are you here to take the inheritance from the ancient heaven?"

"I took the True God Sword, so I naturally came to take a look," Xu Zimo nodded slightly.

"Then how can you mix with these blood beasts," the different-toothed beast snorted coldly.

"They are all criminals."

"Then if I don't mix with them, you won't stop me?" Xu Zimo asked.

"This won't work, you have to defeat us to get in here," said the Dimorphon, shaking his head.

"Then what are you talking about," Xu Zimo snorted softly.

Said: "Up."

"The three of you stop the two of them, it's okay."

"Leave it to us," Patriarch Shuo nodded.

The power belonging to the half-step nirvana exploded in the sky.

It seemed that the resentment that had been accumulated for many years also burst out at this moment.

The three members of the Shizuku family all killed the two different-toothed beasts without holding back.

The different-toothed beasts were furious, their bodies were throbbing, and the majestic beast power enveloped the entire palace.

In the lingering fairy mist, two different-toothed beasts also came to kill them.

Even Xu Zimo didn't dare to get too close to this level of fluctuation.

Nirvana Realm, even half-step Nirvana, is far away from him.

The battle of a few people can be said to be earth-shattering, which shocked the whole palace.

It seemed that the quietness of countless years had finally been broken.

On the side of the blood beast, it no longer maintains its human form, but has become a giant beast with a white height.

Several giant beasts fought together, and Xu Zimo rushed directly into the palace along a gap.

The two different-toothed beasts were roaring, but it was of no avail.

The three blood beasts tried their best to stop them.

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Underfoot and all around are hazy fairy mist.

Directly in front of him are vast halls that seem to be hidden in the clouds.

Every hall is different.

Some radiate purple light, and the purple light hangs upside down in the sky for three thousand miles.

Some are shrouded in ice and mist, as if there are thousands of miles of frozen rivers coming.

There are also some strange beasts around, blue dragons and white tigers, dragons singing and tigers roaring, and thousands of beasts galloping.

The artistic conception of each hall is different, Xu Zimo chose the most vast and largest hall and walked over.

The three big characters of "Futu Hall" are gradually shining, hanging on the golden plaque above the head.

He put his hands on the door of the main hall and pushed it open forcefully.

With the sound of "rumbling" door opening, the scene inside was gradually reflected in Xu Zimo's eyes.

There is no fairy mist in this hall, even if countless times have passed, it is still spotless and very clean.

At the top position, there is a golden throne.

I don't know what material the throne is made of, and behind it is the shape of the Nine Dragons spitting out beads.

The entire throne is simple and majestic. Under the throne is a spring of gold gushing from the ground, and the rich aura is gradually recovering.

The entire hall was empty, except for a handful of thrones, there was nothing there.

It appears that there is a painting hanging on the wall next to it.

A scrolled painting.

Xu Zimo looked around, and finally came to the picture scroll.

He stretched out his hand and slowly released the rope of the painting scroll. With a sound of "wow", the whole painting unfolded and fell down.

Before he could see the contents of the painting clearly, a white light flashed, and the aura in front of him exploded.

A phantom of a man came out of the painting.

The man had his hands behind his back, his beard and hair were all white, and he was wearing a robe embroidered with flowing clouds.

His expression was gentle, with a faint smile on his face.

If you put aside other factors, this man is like a young man in troubled times based on his appearance alone.

Looks a little delicate.

Xu Zimo looked at the man, and the man in the Chinese robe also stared at him.

"Successor, welcome to the ancient heaven," the man chuckled.

"You are?" Xu Zimo asked in surprise.

"Holy Lord?"

"No, I'm just the manager of the ancient heaven, just a ray of obsession," the man said shaking his head.

"According to the instructions left by the Holy Master, whoever comes with the true divine sword is eligible to inherit this ancient heaven."

"What about the Holy Master?" Xu Zimo asked suspiciously.

The man in the Chinese robe pointed to the top of his head and smiled without saying a word.

"Tianwaitian?" Xu Zimo thought for a while before he understood.

He said: "What is left of the ancient heaven today?"

"All the princes have ascended, and this place is like a castle in the air. There is no one in ten," the man in the Chinese robe said honestly.

"Then what is the use of this ancient heaven?" Xu Zimo asked.

"Restore the prestige of the Heavenly Court, and order Yuan Yang to be the master recognized by the entire continent," the man in the Chinese robe said with a smile.

"Not interested," Xu Zimo suddenly lost interest and said with a wave of his hand.

"After the Holy Master ascended to the upper realm, he also came down once," the man in the Chinese robe continued.

"He left a hall, which was reserved for his successors."

"Can I go and have a look," Xu Zimo asked.

"Of course, this ancient heaven is so big that you can go anywhere," the man in the Chinese robe nodded.

He stretched out his right hand, and the void in front of him suddenly floated.

Xu Zimo felt a suction force, and his whole body was swallowed by the space.

When he came back to his senses, he had already appeared in another void.

In front of him was a slightly quaint hall.

The whole body is pitch black, other than that, the hall is ordinary, without any special place.

Beside him is a well.

The white fairy mist comes out of this well.

Xu Zimo came to the front of the black hall step by step.

Before he could push it with his hands, the hall in front of him opened automatically.

He looked up and saw that the space inside was not that big, and there was only a wooden shelf.