I’m Really a Villain

"Elder Heiyan, what's the situation in this painting palace?" Big Elder asked.

"I have explored it, there are restrictions on the painting palace, only those under the age of fifty can enter," Elder Heiyan replied.

"That's fine, just let the disciples go in," the elder said with a smile.

Many ancestors left their inheritance, either for their descendants or those looking for inheritance.

Therefore, most of the inheritance is limited, and the ancestors who left the inheritance certainly do not want the older generation to **** their inheritance.

This is also the time when many sects come to bring some disciples, they have long thought of this possibility.

"Is it possible to break this prohibition?" Elder Xing, a sect of God Sun, thought for a while and asked.

"What is merciless in painting, how could the prohibition he arranged be broken by us," Elder Heiyan shook his head, saying: "It is only possible to use the emperor's real weapon. The palace will destroy itself. "

"In this case, let the disciples go, open the painting palace tomorrow morning and enter uniformly," the elder said for a moment.

The elders of the other two cases also nodded in agreement.

The elder turned around and looked at the densely awaiting inheritance of the loose repair underneath. He said loudly: "According to our three consultations, we will enter the painting palace tomorrow morning.

Leaded by the three disciples, the others followed closely, paying attention to the order. If someone caused chaos, the consequences would be at your own risk. "

The elder's voice is very loud, almost spread all over the city of Ziyang.

Hearing that the Palace of Paintings is about to open, everyone is eager to try.

If there is any lucky person who can get the ruthless inheritance of painting, it is a great opportunity for the Yueyue Dragon Gate.

Because the time is set for tomorrow morning, many people gathered here have also slowly spread out and returned to the inn they rented.

Xu Zimo was preparing to find an inn for a night's rest. As a result, he just walked a few steps and heard someone shouting his name.

He raised his head slightly, and saw that the second floor of the restaurant next door, Meng Kuo was standing by the window shouting to himself.

Meng Kuo is the father of his father Xu Qingshan. When Xu Zimo was young, he often played with him.

It's just that afterwards they were both busy practicing, and the two hadn't seen each other for a long time.

Like Meng Kuo, who has reached the peak of the Zun Vein Realm and is about to advance to the Emperor Vein Realm, it has little meaning to stay in the Zhenwu Shengzong.

Most of their time is spent outside the sect to practice and hone themselves.

Xu Zimo originally did not intend to merge with Zhenwu Shengzong, he thought he would go in by himself.

Anyway, he also visited the painting palace in his previous life, and he knows many things in it.

It's just that he was seen by Meng Kuo now, and he couldn't hide it anymore.

Xu Xu walked up to the second floor of the restaurant. Meng Kuo looked at Xu Zimo and smiled, "Brother, why are you here?"

"I also came out to experience, just came to hear the news of the birth of the painting palace, came over to join in the fun," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

Mengkuo's height is one meter nine, it looks very tall, and the muscles all over the body are high and swelled, giving the impression of a strong sense of strength.

He wore a black robe and enveloped his tall body in black robe.

The hair on top of his head is somewhat similar to the explosive head, and the hair is naturally curled, all around in a mess.

"Brother Meng, when did you come back?" Xu Zimo said and walked upstairs.

He looked around and found that the second floor should be the gathering place for many disciples.

There are not only disciples of Zhenwu Shengzong, including the Purgatory Shengzong, Shenri Shengzong, and some other ordinary sect disciples.

"I was just a few days after I came back, and the Master asked me to follow the elders to visit this painting palace," Meng Kuo said with a smile: "Maybe it is also an opportunity that will allow me to break through the imperial context."

Xu Zimo nodded with a smile, he knew that Meng Kuo had been trapped in the Zun Vein Realm for a long time.

The martial arts practice becomes more difficult in the later period, and the resistance to the opening of the pulse gate also increases several times.

"Since you are here, then come in with me tomorrow, just to protect you," Meng Kuo said with a smile.

Xu Zimo nodded his head, and he did not object, because he knew that everyone would be separated after entering the painting palace.

No one knows which area he will be divided into.

Xu Zimo was chatting with Meng Kuo, and I saw a man and a woman walking by.

The woman was the saint of the purgatory of the purgatory, and the man was wearing a black robe. His face was covered with a black cloth, only a pair of hazy eyes.

"Something happened," Meng Kuo looked at them, frowning, and asked.

"Brother, he was the one who cut me before," Shi Qinghua pointed at Xu Zimo and said to the man in black.

The man in black glanced at Xu Zimo, and his eyes were indifferent.

Seemed to be looking at a dead man, very gloomy.

"Sky Demon, what do you want to do?" Meng Kuo shot the table angrily and asked fiercely.

This man is the son of the generation of purgatory priests ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Few people know his real name, and most people call him the devil.

Tian Zi Zi glanced at Meng Kuo flatly, then looked at Xu Zimo, with a strong depression in his voice, said lightly: "No one can hurt my sister, this time I let you go.

If there is another time, even if you are the crown prince of Zhenwu Shengzong, I will break you up. "

"Heavenly Demon, do you want to fight against our sect?" Mengkuo said embarrassedly.

However, the devil didn't pay attention to it from beginning to end, just stared at Xu Zimo.

"It's okay, Brother Meng," Xu Zimo smiled and shook his head towards Mengkuo.

Then he looked at Tian Dezi again and said lightly: "You should take care of your sister and let her not provoke me."

Xu Zimo said that he extended his right hand and grasped the fist in the right. Because of his clenched fists, he made a banging sound.

"Otherwise, next time, I will put her head fiercely, mercilessly, like a watermelon, smashing her thinly, and then take it to feed the dog."

Xu Zimo said aside, generally grinning towards the heavenly devil, his laughter was very light, but there was an unimaginable madness in those eyes.

Devil's expression was startled, he saw his shadow from Xu Zimo.

To some extent, the two are very similar, both like an extreme lunatic, unscrupulous to achieve their goals.

Tian Zizi gave Xu Zimo a deep look, then turned around and left.

"Brother, how are you?" Shi Qinghua followed with some doubt.

"Don't mess with him in the future," Tian Dezi returned to his seat and said lightly.

"Why?"

"He will kill you."