I’m Really a Villain

"I'm really a villain"

At this moment, many people began to watch the battle here.

Of course, no one dared to approach this place. After all, the aftermath of the battle between Xu Zimo and Xu Zimo might completely annihilate this place.

Unless you don't want to live anymore.

And most of these people still use space-time mirrors and even various means to monitor the situation here.

And the spread of this war is very wide.

More and more eyes are gathering here.

Only the two people in the center of the vortex, Xu Zimo and Emperor Fanmo, didn't care much.

"It's right here," Emperor Fanmo said, looking at the empty desert around him.

She waved her hand, and saw two objects appear in the void.

One is a Buddhist relic.

Two days a day, or even a week, two weeks.

"From the beginning of a knife,"

It is even very possible that within a few breaths, there will be hundreds of moves frequently, making people dazzled and taking time to catch up.

The Brahma Demon Emperor, who was originally evenly matched with me, was thrown away by my knife.

Baying has been with me all the way, and has experienced all kinds of existence and risks.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them could fight ten thousand times.

Between a knife and a sword, between a punch and a palm.

With people as a mirror, you can't understand gains and losses.

The relationship between me and Baying has not been a weapon relationship for a long time.

Gathered below, always flickering is fixed.

The power of the path around me is becoming more and more majestic.

Since Emperor Fanmo became enlightened, he has killed countless people and fused bones.

There was a lot of discussion among the people, no one thought that Brahma the Little Emperor could not win, and no one thought that Wan Shixie could win.

And the Vatican Demon Emperor is also holy at this moment, just like the incarnation of Buddha Demon.

There is an endless roar of demon energy coming.

Wan Shixie also had a devilish energy permeating the entire long knife, and a deeper devilish energy was fighting against it.

With every step I step down, the China Continent will become wider and wider, and the weak among them will become weaker and weaker.

It's not that bad, it's like a moat, straddling the past.

When reaching the Hundred Thousand Trails, Wan Shixie's power retreated to a whole new level.

That's the worst kind of fight.

One is that it is difficult to win or lose between the weak.

Now sort it out again from the beginning, and you will find that there are not many defects, and then correct and practice.

Instead, retreat into another level of the trail.

The Shenzhou Xiaolu in his body is also continuously degenerating.

On the opposite side, Cui Yanze also has Ba Ying in his hand.

Also enough to consume you for a long time. Anyone who was killed by the Vatican, the Vatican will pull out one of their hearts.

Just listen to "boom".

There was a "boom".

Wan Shi is going to the Hundred Thousand Paths to comprehend.

In the end, it was cast into the white bone in the hand.

The other is a white bone.

The understanding of the new fusion of the power of Buddha and demon.

No one expected that the small battle between the two would last for a full month.

The devil energy is naturally weaker, Xu Zimo's bone carries the devil energy, and the Buddha's light is a large piece.

It's all to sharpen their respective paths, so as to have a clearer understanding and comprehension of the paths.

In the desert, the battle between Wan Shixie and Fan Mo Xiaodi was almost in a state of white cold.

In addition, the pores of the whole body seem to be enjoying it, and the whole body has been tempered from the inside to the inside.

Since that day, there has been no fierceness in the land thousands of miles away.

"Kill ten thousand immortals with one sword,"

"Boom, boom, boom."

There are also continuous explosions in the void.

"That's the battle of the weak," no one murmured while watching the battle.

At this moment, the Buddha's relic was directly inlaid at the bottom of Xu Zi's ink bone.

...

In fact, the battles of the weak are often simple and elegant.

Little Emperor Fanmo took the lead, waving the Xu Zimo bone in his hand.

Even the desert was blown out of countless small and large pits.

They all went all out, even Cui Yanze felt tired.

The power of the small path around me is like a raging wave, like a steady stream of small rivers and streams.

The battle scene between the two is magnificent.

It burst open suddenly.

After hundreds of rounds, both of them were divided.

Wan Shixie's Ten Thousand Paths finally retreated to Hundred Thousand Paths.

That kind of regression is the effect of one plus one.

The entire desert was overturned, and the dust flew into a sandstorm for a while.

From sunrise to sunset, it's just a small fight that stops.

"You know that the little Emperor Fanmo is weak, but who is that person who suddenly appeared? Why is he so weak?"

Wan Shixie's self-created sword technique was also practiced over and over again.

Then blend into one.

Hearing this, Emperor Fanmo smiled.

Feeling the sudden surge of power, Cui Yanze became more and more obsessed with that power.

He took out the Buddha relic again.

"Small the world with one knife,"

Ba Ying and Xu Zi's ink bones are constantly confronting each other.

"There are few weak people in the world. If there is no one he has heard of, who do they think can win?"

After all, as the creator of the world, he will directly affect the lower limit of the world.

"The murderous intent is too heavy," Xu Zimo said calmly, looking at the bones of Wan Shi.

Whenever Wan Shixie wants to break through the Hundred Thousand Paths, I always feel that there is something wrong in the dark.

...

Both of them did not rest, and did they keep their hands.

That's the end of the calculation, and Wan Shixie's understanding of the world of heaven and earth has become more and more profound.

"One knife kills the sun,"

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It's as bad as a balloon, which has endured to the limit, is broken and shrunk, and finally explodes.

"You lost," the little emperor Fanmo said proactively.

A certain day a month ago.

What's the difference between winning and losing.

And the same is true for the Vatican Demon Emperor on the opposite side.

That benefits you a lot.

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It's like a part of yourself.

This is the eternal evil bone.

Just like that, the two fought from dawn to dawn.

First of all, for the use of the power of the trail, the power that cannot be mobilized is more majestic, and the control is more detailed.

What matters is what you gain in that little battle.

Seventh, because the two originally fought for the sake of winning or losing.

This white bone is not an ordinary white bone, and it is not even a white bone from a certain creature.

The Buddha power and devil energy around you are constantly mixing and attacking, so every attack will do no harm to the fusion of your two powers.

But the two are not concerned about the outcome.

Ten thousand trails seemed not enough for two people.

Wan Shixie's body has reached a critical point.

"I don't mind things that are too murderous, but this kind of thing hurts others first."

It is precisely because the murderous intent of this eternal evil bone is so strong that it needs Buddha relics to suppress it.

This is all the power of the small way.

But you are not depressed, because at your level, as long as it is life and death.