I’m Really a Villain

Xu Zimo didn't stay on the second floor, and once again fell down, the two faceless men disappeared.

After coming to the third floor, Xu Zimo found that the rules here are in fact analogous.

There are three faceless men, and the realm is three small levels higher than what he showed.

In the outside world, since the existence of Jiu You, many people also looked at Xu Zimo with interest.

This climbing ladder is lit up layer by layer. Although the speed is not as fast as expected, it has been steadily advancing.

When the sixth floor lights up, many people's faces start to look wonderful.

"Wow", only heard a burst of noise from the crowd.

"Seventh floor, he boarded the seventh floor."

Hadn't waited for everyone's surprise to continue, and I saw that the dark golden wall on the eighth floor also lit up immediately.

"Eight floors?"

The crowd around them seemed to explode, and since the establishment of the ladder, thousands of people have climbed the ladder.

Has never been to the eighth floor, this is completely overturned the record.

Even Yue Lun, who was treating the wounds underneath, frowned, looking at the direction of the climbing ladder thoughtfully.

Not to mention the eighth floor, the difficulty of the seventh floor alone is a bit inhuman.

Seven faceless men, each of which is higher than his own seven small levels.

According to the strength of Yuelun, the strength of those on the seventh floor has risen to the saint.

And the seven saints at a time were not something he could compete with. As for the difficulty of the eighth floor, he could not even imagine it.

Hadn't waited for Yue Lun's thoughts to recover, only to hear someone next to him almost bit his tongue.

Stuttered and said: "The ninth floor."

Greeted everyone's gaze, Yue Lun only discovered that the man had broken through the eighth floor, and had reached the highest level of climbing the ladder.

His pupils shrank suddenly, staring at the direction of the ascending ladder.

"Did that man see God King?"

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At the moment, Xu Zimo easily reached the ninth floor after easily solving the enemy on the eighth floor.

The enemies on the eighth floor are indeed very strong, and the number and strength are exponentially increased. It is really difficult for ordinary people to pass through here.

When Xu Zimo came to the ninth floor, he found that it was different from the dark space like the other eight floors.

Here is more like a hall.

Around the hall are countless statues. This statue has a face and a beast, and has eight paws.

Someone is holding a giant axe, and it seems to divide the whole sky into two.

Someone was carrying a sword flower, and half of the world fell for it.

In addition to these vivid statues, the walls around the hall are inlaid with bluestones.

These bluestones were finely carved and presented a picture.

Xu Zimo probably glanced at the contents of these pictures about a war.

Seemed to be the world occupation war outside that Xiandao Bridge.

And at the forefront of the hall, there is a beam of light rising into the sky, which makes the inside of the hall bright.

In this beam, a figure stood.

An old man in Tsing Yi who is already in his sixties.

The old man was covered with white hair and his face was covered with wrinkles and ravines. It seemed to have been dying for years, and he might die of Huang Quan at any time.

"Zun Jia, you are here," the old man looked at Xu Zimo step by step and asked with a smile.

"Eternal God?" Xu Zimo asked tentatively.

"Strictly speaking, I am only part of the remnant of the King of God, you can also call me King of God," the old man said with a smile.

"Is it convenient to know your name?"

"Xu Zimo," Xu Zimo said flatly.

"I feel it as soon as you come in. This climber can't help you," the old man said.

"Even if a saint comes in here, it is difficult to reach the summit, unless the true peerless talent, or the same king, the rules here cannot help."

"You can understand that too," Xu Zimo smiled.

"I don't know why Zunjia came," the old man smiled and said: "My inheritance, I'm afraid Zunjia is not in your eyes."

"Actually, it's okay, just pass by and see this ascending ladder, come in and see if you're curious," Xu Zimo smiled.

"I wonder where your deity is?"

"When you pass the Xiandao Bridge in the future, you may have a chance to meet me at the other end of the world," the old man laughed.

"I don't know when you will go to Xiandao Bridge?"

"No hurry," Xu Zimo shook his head and said, "Can you tell me about the world on the other side of Xiandao Bridge?"

"In fact, my avatar is not related to the ontology. I don't know what he did in that world," the old man shook his head, regrettingly.

"However, I was able to tell you about the war that year."

Xu Zimo nodded slightly, and his time was ample.

In his guess, after the great emperor of Yuanyang Continent soared, he went to the heaven and earth, or the world on the other side of the Xiandao Bridge of the ancient mainland.

Should all be the same big world.

So when going to heaven and earth, Xu Zimo must make all preparations.

The old man was not in a hurry, he recalled a little bit about the situation.

After the elders finished speaking, Xu Zimo said with some surprise: "Do you mean that there is actually an extraterrestrial existence on the eternal continent?"

"Yes," the old man nodded and replied.

"Although we killed the main force in that war, many of their remaining lives survived.

About another world, maybe you will ask them more clearly. "

"I get it," Xu Zimo nodded.

"Do you want to leave Zunjia?" The old man smiled.

"It doesn't make sense to stay here ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Xu Zimo replied."

"I've been alone here for tens of thousands of years, how much would Zunjia spend with me?" The old man laughed.

"In the same realm, you don't need aura, you just win by defeat."

"If you want to try it, come," Xu Zimo smiled.

At this moment, the old man looked serious.

His feet stood in a Taiji gossip posture, his hands slightly bowed, and his right arm receded a little.

"Shou Gong," the old man sipped.

Without any surge of aura, his figure crossed dozens of meters and came directly behind Xu Zimo.

"Shou He," the old man took a light drink again, grabbed Xu Zimo's right arm with one hand, and wanted to subdue Xu Zimo in a seizing posture.

However, when he grabbed Xu Zimo's arm with both hands, he seemed to grab a piece of cast iron, which was hard and could not move for half a minute.

The old man knew that the two didn't use any abilities, they simply won by skill and moves.

"You are not enough," Xu Zimo smiled.

Directly hit a punch, the old man has a ridiculous feeling, this punch he can not hide.

I don't know how many years I haven't felt this way.

Palms folded together, the old man took the fist hard, but the power of the fist exceeded his imagination, and the whole person flew out uncontrollably.