They all want me to be the villain

In the fog, Chen Mo seemed to have heard something funny and laughed out loud, but the expression on his face did not change.

The master of Taishanglou looked at this scene with great interest. It looked like knights challenging the big devil. It made people excited. His figure slowly retreated into the thick fog. He was just a spectator today. He was the big devil.

If the leader wins, everyone will be happy. If the big devil loses, then everyone will die.

"You deserve it too."

Chen Mo's aura was maintained at the peak of the sixth level, and he suppressed the backlash after the shattering of the little world by some means. He came to Su Ye, and the distance of several miles was reached in one step.

Su Ye raised his hand to block in front of him, and an unparalleled force fell on him, sending him flying backwards. Before he could stop himself, a purple halo appeared in Chen Mo's palm, and thunderous waves appeared, and he swung out instantly.

The dazzling thunder ignored the distance and suddenly disappeared, then reappeared and landed on Su Ye's chest, turning into a thunder net that blocked Su Ye's movements.

Unlike when he was so contemptuous in the outside world, Chen Mo no longer held back. His purpose was still pure, taking Su Ye's head to see Zhou Qing.

At the moment when the young building owner stood on the sidelines and watched, the mythical beast formed by the mist and the unkillable Taoyuan guard no longer resurrected after being killed.

Ah Fu and Su Yu saw that Su Ye was in a stalemate, close to the edge of death, and gathered their formation. As the worshipers in the Great Xia Army God's Mansion, they would naturally join the battle against the enemy.

The five of them worked together to form a semi-illusory golden-armored deity who was close to the peak of the fifth level, waving a square-shaped painted halberd to block Chen Mo's attack.

But facing Chen Mo, who had no reservations anymore, the Fang Tian Painted Halberd in the hands of this golden-armored god was as brittle as paper, and dense cracks appeared on his body of more than ten feet.

Su Ye broke through the thunder net, and his uniform was in tatters. He looked at Chen Mo, who was like a demon, with a solemn expression. The gap between him and Chen Mo was really too big, even if Chen Mo could not use the small world and enter the state of the Lord of Heaven and Earth.

It's not like someone with a third-level cultivation level can defeat him.

This was the first time that he yearned for power so much, and the rage burning in his chest was like substance, seeming to ignite everything.

"Su Ye..." Ling Qingqiu looked serious, looking at Su Ye with a hint of complexity in his eyes.

"Not dead?" Chen Mo was slightly surprised. His thunder net suppressed monsters and slayed demons. Ordinary fourth-grade monks would turn into charred corpses under the lightning.

"Death?" Su Ye stared at Chen Mo, held the sword tightly, and shouted: "Even if I die, I will not be killed by hypocrites like you."

In an instant, more than a dozen figures rushed towards Chen Mo, like that fierce warrior who was not afraid of death. He knew that he could not resist and resolutely launched a charge.

"It's ridiculous, hahaha, you look so righteous. Why didn't you act like this when you killed Zhou Qing? It was such a ridiculous fight."

Chen Mo's body flashed, and in his state, magical powers and spells were at his fingertips. A thundercloud appeared silently, expanded several times in an instant, and the thunder poured down, covering all directions, forming a sea of ​​thunder.

Su Ye stood side by side with Ling Qingqiu and said to himself: "If you don't fight, you can't survive."

"Let us fight for our lives."

"..."

On the ground, Ling Qingxia heard Su Ye's words. They had no way out. The people in black following her were either people from the Yanyu Institute or scarred girls from Taoyuan Township. They all had one goal, to make this world

Ladies, don't be so miserable.

For this reason, they gave up their appearance and delicacy, just to survive better. They did not know how many hardships they experienced and how many fellow travelers they lost, but they still had no regrets.

"If you don't fight, you can't survive." Ling Qingxia repeated it, with firm eyes, and glanced at his companions who followed him silently: "We can't turn back, do you regret it?"

"There is no difference between us and death."

"Yes." Ling Qingxia looked at the man who faced Chen Mo's attack. Even though his body was stained red with blood, he resolutely killed him again.

They were just a group of outsiders who fought desperately for Ling Qingqiu and for poor people like them, so what reason did they have not to fight?

"Follow me and kill."

Ling Qingxia rushed into the battle. Her talents were almost the same as those of Ling Qingqiu. At this time, her aura suddenly surged. She no longer suppressed herself and became the moth that fluttered into the flame, stepping into the third level realm.

"Bang bang bang."

Su Ye wiped the blood from his face and looked at the women in black who attacked Chen Mo without hesitation. Some of them had just embarked on the path of spiritual practice. Facing Chen Mo's attack, they were unable to protect their bodies with treasures or body protection skills.

This method can instantly eliminate the damage to fragrant jade.

The golden-armored gods composed of Ah Fu and others could no longer hold on and disappeared without a trace. Several people vomited blood and were suppressed by Chen Mo with a wave of his hand.

There was no hesitation on Su Ye's face. The silent seeds of literary energy in the sea of ​​​​consciousness were ignited by anger, and a huge amount of literary energy poured into his body.

In a daze, he seemed to have returned to the Wenhai test. The gloomy-looking "Su Ye" was standing next to him, saying in a contemptuous tone: "There seems to be no difference between you and me. We can only be helpless and angry."

"At least, I have the courage to resist." Su Ye seemed to be saying to himself, abandoning his sword and rushing towards Chen Mo.

As the burning fire of Wen Zhong became more and more extinct, Su Ye's aura continued to surge.

"Forcibly destroying another path of cultivation in exchange for cultivation. You think this can turn the tide of the war. You are naive. You are really naive."

Chen Mo said disdainfully and let Su Ye's fist fall on him: "You are so weak and powerless. Your resistance really makes me feel ridiculous."

Chen Mo's eyes were cold and he yelled that this game of playing with ants should be over. In the blink of an eye, it condensed into a thunder blade and fell on Su Ye.

Not only that, Chen Mo quickly moved a little further into the void, and a bloody formation was reflected in the sky, which was actually going to directly refine everyone as sacrifices.

"It's time to end. Your death will bring about the return of my Taoist companion."

Su Ye's immortal golden body was shattered directly in the face of the thunder blade. He felt that his body was invaded by thunder, and every meridian and cell was annihilated by the thunder.

"Your Majesty." Ah Fu roared angrily, trying to push Su Ye away and use his own body to take the blow for Su Ye.

Ling Qingqiu ignored the thunder in the sky and came to Su Ye. Even Ah Fu couldn't resist the thunder blade, let alone her.

"Qingqiu." Ling Qingxia saw this situation and rushed forward desperately. Ling Qingqiu was the hope that had supported her until now, and was also her only relative in this world.

The thunder blade brushed past Ling Qingqiu and crossed over Ling Qingqiu who pushed him away. In just a moment, the tendons in Ling Qingxia's legs were completely destroyed and turned into bloody essence that was swallowed up by the formation in the sky.

At the same time, a huge amount of energy burst out from Su Ye's body, and a shadow walked out of his body. It was the backhand left by Princess Shonan in his body.

After blocking the thunder blade, the phantom rushed towards Chen Mo.

"There are so many messy things."

Chen Mo collided with the phantom, and everyone who came close to the battle was shot down by the aftershocks, and their lives and deaths were unknown.

"boom."

Seeing that he could not kill the enemy, Xuying exhausted his last ability and blew himself up.

After a shrill scream, a disheveled figure rushed out. He was no longer as tall as before. His body was covered in blood and flesh. It was Chen Mo.