I'm Really a Villain!

But Kunpeng was blessed by the Daoguo powerhouse.

Powerful power surged through the entire world, Kunpeng activated the power, and his huge body roared.

Immediately, it was visible to the naked eye that the barrier of the mighty formation began to shatter.

It's like a piece of smooth and flawless glass with dense cracks.

Sheng Lao's face changed slightly.

The immortal energy on his body became even more vast, as if he still wanted to hold on.

There are more and more runes.

Unfortunately all to no avail.

The entire Great Formation is like a dam that has been broken through, and the torrent will destroy it.

After breaking through the mighty formation, the wind hit the stone that day and returned to the sun.

"What does the old man think?" The Holy King Guangming asked with a smile.

"I'm afraid it's inappropriate for your ancestors to intervene in this matter," Sheng Lao said lightly.

The formation was broken just now, and the blood in his body was also surging, but he still forced it down.

But he didn't look good.

Because the Sun Palace has crossed the line.

Their ancestors held candles, and they were Dao fruit experts.

The holy court is not without Dao fruit powerhouses.

Even in the Nine Regions, although Dao fruit powerhouses are rare, there are quite a few leaders.

The reason why it is difficult for ordinary people to see Dao fruit powerhouses.

One is because they want to comprehend the Dao and attack the legendary Twelve Vein Gates.

They rarely intervene in worldly things.

Second, it is natural that the Dao fruit powerhouse has already stood at the pinnacle of the Nine Realms.

Every battle.

Even if it is a random shot, it will destroy the world, enough to change the situation in the Nine Regions.

So although there is no regulation, everyone knows that Dao fruit powerhouses will not participate in the war.

Hearing what the old man said, the holy king of light replied: "You misunderstood, the old ancestor didn't know about it at all.

This day, Kunfeng hit the stone was left by the ancestors a long time ago.

Your mighty array is really powerful, and we younger generations can only rely on the shadow of our ancestors. "

"Is your Sun Palace going to completely tear your skin apart and start a war with my Holy Court?" The Holy King asked again.

"I think it's obvious what I just answered," said the Holy King of Light.

"In the territory of the Sun Palace, your holy court has no right to intervene.

After leaving the Sun Palace, we don't care even if you make the world turn upside down. "

"Okay, that's great," Sheng Lao raised his eyes, seeming very angry.

At this moment, an old voice remembered.

"Guangming, you shouldn't be here."

"My Holy Court is determined to kill the Demon King this time. If you intervene, I will kill you as well."

Hearing this voice, everyone present was shocked.

This man has a big tone.

Although the holy king of light is a holy king.

But it is said that he has already bloomed three flowers, one step away from Daoguo.

Of course, this step may be difficult to cross in a lifetime.

But it still symbolizes the power of the Holy King of Light.

Everyone looked at the location of the temple.

I want to see who the person with such a loud voice is.

At this moment, in the sky, a figure appeared at an unknown time.

This figure is a monk.

He looked serene, wearing a gray monk robe.

In front of the neck, there are red Buddhist beads.

From the bead, a dark red aura emanated like fresh blood.

If you look carefully, you will find that the Buddha beads are shining brightly, as if each one contains the power of the Great Dao.

"Who is this person?" Someone muttered to himself in the quiet path of the lotus pond.

"do not know."

"never heard of that."

Compared with other people's unfamiliarity, the Holy King of Light said something with deep eyes.

"Sky Burial Mage."

"Who is this person?" Xu Zimo also asked suspiciously.

"You haven't heard of it?" Murong Qing beside him said in surprise.

"The legendary invincible holy king."

"Invincible Holy King?" Xu Zimo smiled.

"I haven't heard the word invincible for a long time."

"That's a person from ancient times.

It is said that he has challenged a hundred great saints, each of whom is a peak saint king.

He has won every battle, never lost a single game," Murong Qing replied.

"Later, he was honored as the Invincible Holy King.

Since ancient times, no news of him has been heard.

I didn't expect a character like him to join the Holy Court. "

"It stands to reason that a person of this level should not like being restrained."

Seeing Murong Qing's doubts, Xu Zimo said with a smile: "It's not difficult.

What if the Holy Court can help him step into the Dao Fruit? "

"How is this possible?" Murong Qing stared.

"The Holy Court itself doesn't have many Dao fruits."

"The holy court is definitely not good, but behind the holy court...," Xu Zimo smiled.

Having said that, there is no further explanation.

Chapter 1383 Xuetong Situ Yun, Lord of Heaven

The existence behind the holy court, it doesn't matter if you don't say it.

After all, the world cannot touch that level.

Even some strong people are not qualified enough.

Even Xu Zimo was just suspicious.

So he didn't want to say more, the important thing was to take care of the matter in front of him.

Although the celestial burial mage is very famous, in this world, after all, the word is profit.

Xu Zimo only knew that the other party had joined the holy court, and the two were now enemies.

that's enough.

The celestial burial mage hovered in the void, and his figure stood in the sky.

His expression was neither happy nor sad.

As if nothing in this world would attract his attention.

"The mage has also joined the holy court," said the Holy King of Light with a smile.

"Why don't you ask what conditions the Holy Court has set, we will give you twice as much in the Sun Palace."

Hearing the words of the Holy King of Light, the celestial burial mage seemed very calm.

He just said lightly: "Holy King Guangming, do you want to be beheaded here by me?"

"Master, calm down, today your opponent is not me," said the Holy King of Light with a smile.

"If you have anything to say to our ancestors."

As soon as his words fell, it was the sun next to him.

A golden coffin floated out.

When this coffin appeared, it seemed to suppress the eternity.

A small golden coffin is as imposing as a rainbow, and its golden light is comparable to the sun behind it.

It was such a small golden coffin, and the whole world was silent after it appeared.

Even the celestial burial mage frowned slightly.

The coffin was opened, and a figure floated out of it.