I’m Really a Villain

"It seems that the soul of life and death is here," Xu Zimo said.

The instructions without a trace stopped here.

"Will it be under the mountain," said the sage Zixia.

Because this mountain does not have the breath of life and death.

"Moving the mountain," Sage Zixia shouted.

I saw that the entire back mountain began to sway, and the echo of "rumbling" kept coming.

The mountain began to shake, and the sage Zixia gave a soft drink.

Lift the mountain directly.

He carried the mountain on his back, stepped forward, and the mighty power spread out, and he moved the mountain directly away.

But under the mountain, there is nothing.

Just a flat ground!

Several people frowned slightly.

"Where does the Nether God hide the soul of life and death?"

"Master Xu, your compass is not wrong, right?" Even Saint Zixia was a little confused.

Xu Zimo shook his head.

There is nothing wrong with being without a trace, even if the legacy of the ancient gods is left, he can find it.

Let alone the life and death of the Great Sage.

With a wave of Xu Zimo's hand, the sharp knife intent cut out.

The direction of this sword intent cut was the mountain where the sage Zixia had just moved.

The knife fell on the mountain, and the imaginary explosion did not sound.

Instead, a cry of pain came.

I saw that the mountain was mixed with light and dark, as if I was conscious, I wanted to escape.

"This guy is really bold, evolving his life and death soul into a mountain.

Standing in the Netherworld Sect.

Who can think of this? "Xu Zimo smiled.

If it wasn't for guiding him without a trace, he would even pass by this mountain.

In his eyes, it was nothing more than an ordinary mountain.

Sure enough, the most dangerous place in this world is also the safest place.

The mountain where the spirit of life and death evolved wanted to escape, but Saint Zixia obviously wouldn't give him this opportunity.

The glow in his hand shrouded him, directly confining the surrounding void.

"Nether God, you can go with peace of mind.

We will not resurrect you," said the sage of Zixia.

"The confrontation with the holy court begins with your running dog."

The words of the sage Zixia fell, and the surrounding sunlight was also driven by the force, and they all blasted towards the souls of life and death.

Although Nether God can use the spirit of life and death to resurrect.

But this resurrection takes an extremely long time and cost. It is not something you can resurrect if you want to be resurrected.

Now the soul of life and death is completely annihilated.

The last scream of Nether God also gradually dissipated.

"It's just a pity that this world is going to be cheaper than the Poison King from now on," Fairy Haoyue said.

After thousands of years of cultivation, the land under the Netherworld Sect is already a land of rich power and energy.

It's a good place to start a school here.

"Friend Zixia, you can consider moving Zixia Holy Land over," Xu Zimo smiled.

"Anyway, you can't go back to Zixia Holy Land. It is estimated that the Holy Court has already sealed off there."

"Forget it, I'm leaving the evil domain, and it doesn't make sense to establish a sect," Saint Zixia shook his head.

He used to establish Zixia Holy Land, but after all, he was still young and vigorous.

At that time, he was inexperienced and refused to recruit from all parties.

Want to build a force that can fight against the Holy System.

Now that I think about it, I don't have that kind of hegemony in my heart.

...

The three of them left from Wandu Mountain and repaired in Haoyue City for a few days.

During this period, Fairy Haoyue's injuries were also good.

A few people took the teleportation formation, ready to go to the quiet path of the lotus pond.

"Everyone, there may be another hard fight ahead, I hope we can get through it together," Fairy Haoyue looked at Xu Zimo.

"This time Young Master Xu, don't want to escape."

"Am I that kind of person?" Xu Zimo shook his head and laughed.

"I'm looking for the sage of Zixia, but I am not really afraid of the holy court."

The three stood in the teleportation formation.

As the powerful force traveled through time and space, the figures of the three also disappeared in Haoyue City.

Time span is the most boring.

The three of them didn't chat, they were practicing in their own way.

Xu Zimo has been looking at the memories left by the previous generation of demon masters.

There are many secrets in there.

It is unknown to the world, and some have even been buried in the wind and sand of history, disappearing without a trace.

Time and space spanned the third day, and suddenly there was a "rumbling" explosion in the void where the three of them were.

The entire void seems to be torn apart.

"Is it space turbulence?" Saint Zixia asked.

"I shouldn't encounter turbulence," Fairy Haoyue said uncertainly.

"Although I don't go to the lotus pond very much, the legendary formation that I built is very stable.

I have never seen the turbulence of time and space. "

"Then someone is attacking the formation," Xu Zimo slowly opened his eyes and stood up and said.

"Holy Court?" Fairy Haoyue thought at the same time.

"How did they find us?"

We must know that the position of the three of them is constantly changing in time and space every second during the time and space crossing.

"It's not surprising that the holy court can stand in the nine regions for so long," Xu Zimo said calmly.

"Since the location has been discovered, let's meet them," Xu Zimo said.

The danger of crossing time and space is great.

Once attacked, if the coordinates are changed, let alone go to the lotus pond path.

I'm afraid I don't even know where to be teleported to.

So a few people can only be forced out.

...

Tore the void in front of me, a few people walked out.

Here is a barren desert on the side.

The scorching sun shrouded his head, and the sky was full of wind and sand under his feet.

Occasionally, a few vultures whispered and flew past.

"Wait no matter what happens, if we lose, we will leave.

Then converge on the quiet path of the lotus pond," the sage Zixia reminded.

He has already figured out a way out.

"I don't know who attacked us, come out and see you," Fairy Haoyue yelled softly.

"What do you think of this burial place I chose for you?" A rough voice came.

The sky and the earth shook.

Several people turned their heads to look around, and saw an old man holding a fishing rod on the sand dune nearby.

Fishing in this desert.

It's ridiculous to say, fishing in the desert.

However, the old man looked relaxed, wearing a hat, and his face was covered with wrinkles left by wind and frost.

"I don't know how to call it?" Saint Zixia asked.

"Just ask me to bury the bones, UU reading www.uukanshu.com" the old man smiled.

"You belong to the holy court?" Saint Zixia asked.

"No, but I owe the old saint ancestor a favor," the old man smiled.

"If you bury you, he will also be repaid his favor."

Xu Zimo squinted slightly, looking at the old man in front of him.

There seems to be such a statue in the memory left by the previous generation of demon masters.

"Wu Haiya, Immortal King?"

Xu Zimo pronounced his name.

The old man looked surprised and smiled: "Interesting, there are people who remember me."

"What's that?" Saint Zixia and Fairy Haoyue were confused.

They have never heard of this kind of existence.