The Strongest Villain System

West China Sea, Wanhua Holy Mountain.

The former territory of the Wanhua Saint Clan has now been left in ruins. Ten thousand years have passed since the Wanhua Saint Clan was destroyed.

But even with these ruined walls, one can see how brilliant and mighty the Wanhua Saint Clan was in the past.

Guhuang, Wang Lun, Ming Yu, and the **** brick appeared. When the old man Feng Jiuyou saw the ruins, he could only sigh and sigh, but Guhuang was in place, and the light of the soul instantly enveloped the holy mountain area.

But after a while, I didn't feel the trace of the spirit at all. Whether it is all things or sentient beings, there is spirit after death. Now the third generation does not exist in the spiritual realm.

Even though it is difficult for the remnant spirit to be born, it will stop between the heavens and the earth. When killed according to the Wanhua Saint Clan, the remnant spirit will be full of resentment and stay in place for a long time.

But there is no trace of spirit here. Could it be that the Wanhua Saint Clan is really good enough to even be killed without hating it.

impossible!

All creatures must have emotions.

No desire, no desire!

Even the heavenly saints in the earth myth can't do it.

"Back in time!"

Gu Huang stared at the void, and the long river of time manifested a corner from the top of his head, but the tenure of office went back ten thousand years, until the Wanhua Saints were destroyed, all traces were completely clean.

When time went back to the source, a pair of dark eyes pierced the long river of time, and instantly came into contact with the ancient wilderness, and the cold and evil horror will exploded.

"The future, dare to explore the taboo, you are looking for death!"

In the long river of time, there were dark eyes in the past years, and an extremely terrifying aura broke out, as if to kill the ancient wilderness through the ten thousand years.

"The three ultimate realms in a mere trivial area, dare to claim to be taboo, whoever gives you the courage, who gives you the courage."

"What is this king's way? It turns out to be something evil like you."

"Bastard, even if you are ten thousand years ago, this king can kill you today."

Guhuang suddenly raised his head, and the infinite brilliance burst out, like an immortal emperor from the ancient years, going retrograde along a corner of the long river of time, and directly pierced the pitch-black eyes before reaching ten thousand years.

"what!"

"Humans, you humble and inferior races..."

"I want you to become extinct..."

"Mongrel, I will find you and kill you..."

The upper reaches of the long river of time made a terrifying roar, and soon it was silent in the depths of the long river...

"Evil things, this king will kill you."

"Ultimate punch!"

Gu Huang was really angry too, and he made an understatement and silently punched into the void instantly, directly piercing the river of time and going upstream, where the world was shattered by fists, the whole world seemed to be trembling...

The light is rolling, and time freezes.

The ultimate fist represents the eternal destruction and return to the ruins.

Directly obliterate from the level of time, destiny, and cause and effect, even all traces between heaven and earth are obliterated.

"you…"

"My lord... won't spare you..."

"Human...you will pay the price."

There were intermittent mental fluctuations in the upper reaches of time, but it was a pity that it turned into a ray of remnant thoughts in the end.

"History turned out to be solidified. I want to see who it is?"

"Wanhua Saint Clan, I am in Baoding."

"Master, dare you come with me ten thousand years ago."

Guhuang could tell at a glance that some people solidified the history of the Wanhua Saints, resulting in an irreversible and irreversible past, which is undoubtedly extremely cruel to the Wanhua Saints.

Any history that is solidified, even if it is in a parallel universe, will be solidified forever.

No matter how many possibilities occur, the final result is doomed to the destruction of the Wanhua Saint Race.

This is history...

"Gu boy, what am I afraid of with you, old man?"

"Old and big, take this seat!"

"BOSS, I want to go too!"

"I am I!"

Feng Jiuyou, Wang Lu, and Ming Yu are all going, and even the **** brick floats a line of handwriting. Sure enough, it is really exciting to follow him. After thousands of years, one punch to kill the evil. Things.

"Well, let's go together!"

"Ming Yu, Kunlun Jing gave it to me, the three of you have already appeared ten thousand years ago."

"Then the three irreversible laws will obliterate one of you."

"But with the Kunlun Mirror covering up, it shouldn't be a big problem."

Ming Yu didn't say anything, a bronze mirror appeared in the palm of his hand, and it was directly delivered to Guhuang's hand, because the Kunlun mirror was originally the ten artifacts of the Hongmeng Heaven and Earth, and it was unique, and there was no other time and space.

"Mian, wait a minute, wait a minute!"

"Before ten thousand years, don't go, there is great horror there."

"The Association of Knowledge and Secrets took the lives of eleven recorders to solidify that period of history."

"Mian, if you set foot today, all your efforts will be wasted."

"The destruction of the Wanhua Saint Clan is a long-established number, and their clan also sacrificed voluntarily for the sake of Hongmeng sentient beings."

The incarnation of the Spirit of Death Sacred World appeared, still in a conspicuous white suit, directly blocking the front of the ancient wilderness, and strongly discouraged it.

"It's a voluntarily sacrifice, and a good one is for the sake of all sentient beings. You dare to fool me with such nonsense."

"If you really sacrifice, the Wanhua Saints will die clean, leaving no traces, and there will be no chance of reincarnation."

"It seems that killing a spirit of the dark world is not enough. I don't mind killing you first. I'm setting foot in history."

"Do you have this capital to stop me?"

Gu Huang stepped in front of the Spirit of the Holy Realm of Death, his eyes filled with a bit of cold aura. Don’t think that the spirit of the Holy Realm of Death is no different from the future brother Xia Jin, but he is not Xia Jin, so he is also Never recognized it.

"Under the crown, I am entrusted by people to bring you this thing."

"Also, let me tell you a word, if you really can't swallow this breath."

"Just go to the temple."

"Mianxia, ​​I beg you not to go ten thousand years ago. If you vent your anger for the people of Wanhua Saint Clan, I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation."

"If you don't believe me, please come with me. The souls of the Wanhua Saint Race are sleeping in the river of life and death, but the place where they reincarnated is only solidified."

"Under the crown, they really sacrificed voluntarily. If I have a lie, you will destroy the world forever, I will never complain."

The figure in the white suit was full of helplessness, and he could only defend it vigorously, because he knew how arrogant the living ancestor in front of him was.

"No, the truth, I will witness it myself!"

"Even if the Wanhua Saints sacrificed voluntarily, then it should be enough, why not let their souls reincarnate, but suffer this torture."

"Listen to me, our business is endless."

"It's better to be as you said. If I find out the truth, if it has anything to do with the spirits of your eight saints, I will kill you before ten thousand years."

"let's go!"

Guhuang didn't look at the seal of the holy world, but disappeared collectively with everyone.

"Trouble now!"

The figure in the white suit looked bitter, and finally disappeared by shaking his head. The matter was beyond his control...