I’m Really a Villain

When the old man rushed out of the blockade of the giant net, the figure fell directly on the bridgehead and fell into the pool of blood.

"Elder Guo Kui, are you okay," everyone looked at the old man with white hair and quickly stepped forward to investigate.

"I just burned my own blood to bring out the illusion of our misty fantasy house, and now only half the life is left," the white-haired old man said weakly.

"I don't want the opportunity here, I just hope you can keep the old man's life, I am very grateful and my house is very grateful."

"Where is Elder Guo Kui? The situation is unclear. We are grasshoppers on a rope. We should be united," said the green-robed man, shaking his head.

"That young man doesn't seem to be here yet," the fascinating woman said.

Everyone looked up this time. There were six people when they came, but now there are only four left. Both Xu Zimo and the burly man died on the bridge.

Moreover, although the four rushed across the bridge, they were all seriously injured.

The white-haired old man basically had no combat power, and the scholarly scholars lost half of their arms.

And the other two were all bloody, and their combat effectiveness was not strong in a short time.

After waiting for the bridge, the crowd began to look at the surrounding scene.

Right in front is a huge hall.

The main hall is also made of white bones, and the door of the white bones is tightly closed.

Above the gate, a huge and gigantic skull with white bones was inlaid in the hall.

The big character of "Bone Temple" came into view.

"Where have we come from?" The fascinating woman asked, with her arms creeping, unconsciously holding her arms tight.

"I don't know," the green-robed man shook his head and said, "Let's rest in the same place first, and then wait for the injury to recover from the body before we move on."

Everyone nodded.

However, before waiting for the crowd to make any movements, I only heard the sound of a "squeak" opening the door.

In the dust-tight hall, the white bone door was slowly opened.

As if through countless hours, this gate was opened for the first time.

The sound of opening the door is like grinding teeth, which is extremely uncomfortable.

Everyone looked at the inside of the hall in horror. It was dark here, and all sides of the hall were shrouded in darkness.

Only the first position, a bone throne appeared in sight.

On the bone throne, a man in a black robe was sitting indifferently.

The man was covered with a large black robe, without hair on the top of his head, and his entire head was blood red.

Those eyes were gloomy and sharp like eagle eyes.

High nose bridge, no ears.

Behind the black robe is a blood-red cloak, which is printed with a skull pattern of white bones.

"Why bother me to sleep?" A low, hoarse voice came out of it.

Immediately after seeing the black robe man stand up, at that moment, thousands of demons in the hall rioted.

A roar came from the ugly face formed by the magic energy.

"This, this," a few people took a breath, and the figure kept receding.

But the bridge is behind, and there is no room for retreat.

In their current state, I am afraid that the bridge will fall behind others.

Everyone swallowed hard.

Then the man in black robe came out step by step.

Every step he stepped on seemed to step on everyone's heart.

The heartbeat will speed up unconsciously.

More and more majestic qi is violently surging.

The red cloak floated slowly, and the black man walked out of the hall, waving his right hand gently.

Just listen to the two clicks of "click and wipe".

Numerous pieces of white bones appeared on the ground. The sharp white bones directly penetrated the four people's bodies and nailed the four people to the strong bone spurs.

The blood dripped down along the bone spurs "tick-tick-tap", and the four did not die out at once, but struggled painfully.

Wandering on the verge of death, only finally can die in pain.

At this moment, only a sound of footsteps came from the bridge.

Everyone looked at it with difficulty, and saw Xu Zimo's whole body full of magical energy, and came over step by step.

The richness and magnificence of the magic energy are even more fierce than in this hall.

The whole magic lake is shrouded in it.

"He, he," the voluptuous woman looked at Xu Zimo, blood flowing constantly from the corner of her mouth.

As if dying, his eyes were even more horrified.

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Xu Zimo looked at the black robe man, and the man was also watching Xu Zimo.

When Xu Zimo walked step by step, the man's body shivered unconsciously.

His pupils shrank suddenly, looking at Xu Zimo in disbelief.

"Lord, Lord."

"Although some things I don't remember are very clear, it is true that what you have seen, I am back," Xu Zimo said lightly.

"Man of the Seven Faces, the first pioneer of the Nightmare Legion, see the Lord of the White Bone Demon," I saw the black robe man half kneeling on the ground, looking at Xu Zimo reverently and respectfully, and his voice was loud and loud.

The water in the magic lake is still surging, and in that magic energy, a huge head slowly emerges from the water.

It was a devil-clawed octopus, its dark eyes looked at Xu Zimo, and countless claws were also intertwined ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ See Xu Zimo.

"Get up, my first pioneer," Xu Zimo nodded and said.

"Demon, Demon King," on the bone spur next to it, the scholarly scholars spit out a few words with difficulty, and they uttered their lives completely.

Looking at the corpses of those people, the white bone demon seemed to be afraid of disturbing Xu Zimo. With his hands waving, countless white bones spurted out, destroying those corpses directly into powder and drifting in the magic energy.

Xu Zimo stepped into the Bone Bone Hall step by step, and the Bone Demon followed him piously.

"Is there only you here?" Xu Zimo asked.

"Here, under the orders of the seven-faced adult, guard his seven-faced lotus here," Bai Gu Mo nodded.

"The seven-faced demon," Xu Zimo murmured.

In the intermittent picture, he has seen many scenes.

There are ten demon kings, and Baimeng is a desperate demon, and these seven faces will be counted as one.

After coming to the Temple of Bone, Xu Zimo found that it was empty, except for the overwhelming demonic energy, only the head of the Bone Bone.

But with the white bone demon's right hand waving, the magic energy in this hall began to dissipate. I saw an independent space beside the hall.

The space is not large, reflecting a pond.

Inside the pond is rich magic water, thick and dark.

In the middle of the pond, a lotus is growing vigorously.

The lotus has five petals. In addition to the lotus, there are lotus leaves and roots.

Xu Zimo's eyes narrowed, and the lotus instantly reminded him of someone.

He had seen a statue of a demon in the city before leaving the city.

The man was wearing a black tunic with a waist and also had a lotus in his hand.

Xu Zimo felt that he seemed to understand something. He glanced at Lotus and said to the bone demon: "Come with me."