The Strongest Villain System

Supreme Dojo.

"Raising a tiger is a hazard, really raising a tiger!"

"Moruo, a hundred years ago, I shouldn't have listened to your words and had to use it."

"Now the nine unfamiliar wolf cubs have full wings, and now they want to eradicate..."

"If the little brother leaves the customs and sees the current appearance of the dojo, how old should I be to see him."

The old man Feng Jiuyou was so anxious that his head was as big as a bucket. It took a hundred years to make this group of boys bigger. The two elders of the dojo genre were faintly put on hold. If he knew, he should not have listened to Moruo's bad ideas. It would be easier to do it directly a hundred years ago.

"Grumble!"

"Brother, what are you in a hurry? No matter what big waves they can make, I won't believe it, but I can't go against the sky."

"This is the Supreme Dojo, it doesn't matter if we are empty, the most important thing is that we still have little brothers, right?"

"That's someone who can be crushed to death with his bare hands by the Spirit of the Holy Realm. Besides, I faintly feel that the terror of the little brother is not as simple as that of an ordinary Taoist master."

"I believe in this seat, who can't turn the tide. If you really dare to turn it over, this seat is not a vegetarian."

"Brother, your combat power is beyond my reach, but when it comes to people's hearts, you are really far behind. Don't you forget what little brother said before retreating?"

Moruo reclined on the chair, completely in the attitude of a senior old ruffian, with golden dog legs in one hand and yellow gourd in the other, it was a big meal. ,

"Oh! Boy Moruo, don't be a **** jerk, say it quickly."

Feng Jiuyou knew Moruo's temperament. On the surface, he was reckless, but in fact he was bold and careful. As far as his speculations on people's hearts were concerned, he would definitely be thrown eight streets away.

"Brother, don't be impatient!"

"The little brother said two sentences, the first is to let us dispose of these nine true traditions by ourselves, and the second is to retreat and comprehend the law until the Great Emperor Wanhua comes to the door."

"Brother, in the past two hundred years, we have gone to the Wanhua Saint Clan to inquire, but have you seen the Great Emperor Wanhua?"

"And the Great Emperor Wanhua has the best personal relationship with you. In our era, the Great Emperor Wanhua is constantly fighting in the depths of the darkness, and there is another key thing, what about the **** brick?"

"Don't forget that the **** brick is the inheritance of the Eternal Hall, and the little brother is inextricably linked with the Eternal Hall, and the Great Emperor Wanhua was born after the destruction of the Wanhua Saint Clan."

"So there has to be a refutation here. Is there an inevitable causal relationship between the birth of the Great Emperor Wanhua and the destruction of the Saint Race?"

"So, there is the most important one, who is the founder of the Supreme Palace?"

"With the power of the little brother, he can obviously push everything horizontally, but he chooses to wait, so let me ask, who is the little brother waiting for?"

Although Moruo has no memory of the future, he has been thinking about this for a hundred years. Everything is related to cause and effect. He has seen how strong the little brother is in battle. Even the little brother does not appear. As you can imagine, the little brother is waiting...

"Morra, what are you trying to say?"

The old man Feng Jiuyou was a little surprised, because he suddenly thought of an important person, an important person in the future of the dream world, and he once claimed to be a teacher from the eternal palace...

The Heavenly Desolate Emperor Luo Qingchen.

In the future era of the dead ruins, Tianhuang is the great emperor of the human race born after the empress, and once suppressed an era. According to the future dream world, Tianhuang and Wanhua once calmed down the darkness once.

So much so that the sky cut off the years, leaving a gate of chaos alone, and he turned into a skeleton and slept in an inheritance of the Great Emperor Wanhua.

Heavenly Desolate Emperor Luo Qingchen, he clearly remembered that it was the emperor's soul that turned into three.

And among the seven volumes of ancient history in the era of the dead ruins, the first volume of ancient history is known as the Era of Immortals, the second volume of ancient history is called the chapter of Qiankun, and the third volume of ancient history is known as various generations.

Oh my god!

Generations on all sides, this... Isn't this corresponding to the current generation?

In the generation of all sides, the human race fell into the darkest period, the generation when the great emperor cut off the years, that is, in the generation of all sides...

At this moment, Feng Jiuyou trembled all over, because he understood a certain truth. It turned out that the seven volumes of ancient history of the Dead Ruins Era were the epitome of nine generations!

When it comes to the era of death ruins, it is the real end era.

Everything was buried in the years, if according to what Moruo said, wouldn't it mean that the little brother is waiting again, that is, the Great Emperor Wanhua, or more accurately, waiting for the sky.

Because according to the ancient history of the Dead Ruins Era, in this generation, the two of them are well-deserved protagonists. It can be said that Tianhuang's luck is stronger than Wanhua, and they are well-deserved sons of the times.

But now Wanhua has not yet been born, Tianhuang still doesn't know where it is?

Old brother! Brother Gu, you have set up this game too deeply. What kind of powerful enemy can make you so fearful and uneasy.

"Brother, did you think of something? In fact, even if you don't say this, you also know that your strength, brother, is the little brother who opened a small stove for you!"

"In the era when we came, although the Great Emperor Wanhua had an extraordinary reputation, he was only at the 14th rank, and you were almost at this rank, and suddenly you became a supreme powerhouse."

"And through your words and deeds with the little brother, you seem to have known each other for a long time, and the little brother seems to be very loose, but he respects you very much."

"So, this seat has reason to suspect that the little brother is not actually..."

"boom!"

"Wang Lu, if you don't want to die, you'd better shut up now and don't spy on the little brother."

The old man Feng Jiuyou rushed over with a single stride, and the backhand was a blasting hammer, and he told Moruo firmly, for fear that he was beeping and causing unknown prying eyes.

"Brother, do you want me to shut up?"

"Then, shouldn't you share a secret? Although this seat is of bad character and has a bad reputation, when Miss Mingyu sees this seat, she can't wait to chop it up."

"When you heard the little brother named Wang Lu for this throne, you all wanted to laugh."

"This seat is not stupid, there must be a reason for this."

Moruo didn't care about being hammered, but wanted to find out the truth of the facts. After all, if these things were not clarified, it would make him sleepless and sleepless, and he had been held back for two hundred years. ,

"reason!"

"Do you want to know?"

"Why don't I tell you."

A cold and majestic voice resounded from behind the two of them, and they saw the figure of the empress in a black long dress appeared out of nowhere.

"Pfft!"

"you…"

The old man Feng Jiuyou fell down with the chair and the whole person. The whole person was full of horror, and he couldn't believe his eyes...

"Girl, who are you? Quickly report your origins, dare to trespass on the Supreme Dojo..."

"boom!"

"Wang Lu, shut up for this old man!"

"If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb!"

"You... have always been nice!"

The old man Feng Jiuyou kicked Wang Lu away with one kick, and immediately went to the empress with respect. The dream world has endless years, and the empress has been amazed by the ages, and has suppressed countless unparalleled enemies.

"It's not bad!"

"Uncle Feng, no need to be cautious, I'm still me, there's no change."

"It's too boring, I'm going out for a walk."

The Empress looked at Feng Jiuyou, her whole body shone with light, she was still wearing a clean white dress, with a bronze visor on her face, only showing a pair of cold eyes.

"One is one, two is two, and the ceremony cannot be abandoned!"

"You came out like this, little brother, do you know?"

"After all, the little brother said, we have to wait for the Great Emperor Wanhua to come."

The old man Feng Jiuyou felt the pressure greatly increased, and even his tone was unknowingly respectful. It can be said that the infinite years in the future will make him fear only two people, one is the one in front of him, and the other is the suppressor Li Yang in the world. Supreme.