I'm Really a Villain!

The avenue leading directly to the Nether Sect on the top of the mountain.

The dormant poisons around him also began to avoid it.

"This guy has really given in," Fairy Haoyue said.

She has been fighting against the Nether God for so many years, and she has been afraid of this Wan Poison King for a long time.

It's not how strong it is, it's just that it's so poisonous that it's hard to resist.

"It's just a turtle in an urn," Xu Zimo shook his head slightly.

"It has been dominating Wandu Mountain for so many years.

I already enjoy this peaceful life in my heart.

If you discuss it with good intentions, it will make more progress.

A direct thunder strike made it dare not act rashly. "

"That's right," the Zixia sage nodded.

The three of them walked quickly towards the Nether Sect along the avenue of Wandu Mountain.

At this moment, the Nether Sect seemed to be shrouded in a cloud of gloom.

The disciples under the door are trembling.

The ancestor, the suzerain and the strong men of the sect are gone forever.

The remaining disciples don't even have a master.

Before the three of them came to the Nether Sect, this sect had been established for thousands of years, but the majestic atmosphere of the building.

Nether Sect is like a huge palace.

The city wall is built with high-quality ghost stones, and these ghost stones form their own formations.

The dense ghostly air in it seems to be condensed into a liquid, floating in the sect.

"Who are you waiting for?" Just as the three of them arrived at the gate of the sect, a group of disciples blocked the gate of the sect as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Eldest brother, they are here," the disciples beside him trembled in their hearts.

Only the leading young man looked at Xu Zimo and the others with a steady gaze, and said calmly: "Master is not here, and the Nether Sect is not accepting guests for the time being.

Let the distinguished guests leave. "

"We are here to exterminate the sect, so don't say those polite words," Xu Zimo said with a wave of his hand.

The elder brother stared at him, then waved his hand.

"Start up the protective formation!"

They retreated to the Nether Sect, but Xu Zimo and the others did not stop them, they just watched calmly.

The guardian array is activated.

In the sky above the Nether Sect, there is a Nether storm roaring.

Nether Qi and evil Qi condensed together, unexpectedly condensed into a sect-protecting beast.

"Qianqi!"

"All disciples must not panic, sit in the formation and live and die with the sect," the senior brother sternly shouted.

The Nether Sect, which was originally a mess, has a backbone.

Many disciples merged with the formation and poured their aura into the guardian beast.

Qiongqi's power became even stronger, and he kept yelling at Xu Zimo.

"Everyone retreat now, there is still time, so as not to make mistakes," the elder brother said majesticly with a look of divine power in his eyes.

"It's just a chicken and a dog," Xu Zimo waved his hand.

He directly threw Ba Ying to the sky.

Ba Ying carried a fierce saber aura, as if flying knives from the sky came across thousands of miles of void.

It was too late for Qiongqi to react, and he was directly annihilated by the infinite knife.

"How could it be?" The senior brother was horrified.

He originally thought that there was a formation, and there were so many disciples' strength blessings.

It should be able to compete.

Unexpectedly, he couldn't stop the opponent's knife, which was as crisp as a piece of paper.

But when the formation was broken, the disciples in it had no time to escape.

Along with the formation, it annihilated into a blood mist.

"From today, there will be no Nether Sect in this world.

Your ancestors and patriarchs have all been killed, so run for your lives," Xu Zimo stood in the sky, looking around the entire Nether Sect.

He drank lightly.

Listening to Xu Zimo's words, the entire Nether Sect fell into infinite panic.

"The ancestor was beheaded, how could it be possible.

The ancestor is a great sage, an immortal existence. "

"Then why doesn't the ancestor show up now, let's run for his life."

The disciples talked a lot, and they were already shaken and ready to leave.

"Mr. Xu, you have to get rid of the roots when you cut the grass," Fairy Haoyue said hastily.

"If they are allowed to leave, it may be detrimental to Haoyue City."

She is not afraid of these little ones, but even lions are ticklish when there are too many fleas.

"Don't worry," Xu Zimo smiled.

"Do you really think they can get out of this Ten Thousand Poison Mountain safely?"

"What does Mr. Xu mean?" Fairy Haoyue was taken aback.

The next moment, only the screams of the Nether Sect disciples could be heard.

Unexpectedly, on the Ten Thousand Poison Mountain, those poisonous substances rushed into the sect, slaughtered the disciples, and fed on them.

"The Nether Sect is destroyed, and the Nether God will also die.

Do you think Wan Poison King will let go of these delicacies? " Xu Zimo laughed.

Only then did Fairy Haoyue suddenly realize.

"Let's go, find the location of the life and death soul of the Nether God," Xu Zimo said.

The three of them descended from the sky and walked in the Nether Sect.

The trace behind Xu Zimo is also constantly guiding the direction.

Finally, several people came to the back mountain of Nether Sect.

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

The traceless instructions stopped here.

"Will it be at the foot of the mountain," Zixia Saint said.

Because there is no breath of life and death souls on this mountain.

"Move the mountain," Zixia sage shouted.

I saw that the entire back mountain began to shake, and the echo of "rumbling" continued to come.

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

Lift the mountain directly.

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

But under the mountain, there is nothing.

Just flat earth!

Several people frowned slightly.

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

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

Xu Zimo shook his head.

There is no mistake in Wu Ting, even if the legacy of the ancient gods, he can find it.

Let alone the life and death soul of the Great Sage.

With a wave of Xu Zimo's hand, the sharp saber intent slashed out.

The direction of the saber-intent slash is the mountain that Saint Zixia just moved away.

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

Instead, there was a cry of pain.

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

"This guy is really daring, turning his soul of life and death into a mountain peak.

Standing in the Nether Sect.

Who would have thought of this? " Xu Zimo laughed.

If there is no trace to guide him, even if he passes by this mountain.

In his eyes, it was just an ordinary mountain peak.