I'm Really a Villain!

No matter how hard Xue Zeyuan tried, it was useless.

Xu Zimo clenched his hands slightly, only to hear a "bang", the mace made of unknown material turned into powder and drifted down.

Xu Zimo's left palm also hit Xue Zeyuan's abdomen.

Hearing a "boom", a blood mist drifted away, and Xue Zeyuan's body flew out heavily.

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The heavy rain completely submerged Xue Zeyuan's body on the ground.

Xu Zimo looked at him calmly, and he felt that the other party was not dead, because his true life had not yet come out.

The next moment, under the burial of the heavy rain, a stream of red air slowly drifted out from Xue Zeyuan's body.

This bloody airflow shrouded down, becoming more majestic and stronger.

Immediately afterwards, it condensed into the shape of a blood-colored skull.

The skull opened its mouth wide, and countless streams of black air flew out from his mouth, nose and mouth.

The black air condensed into hideous faces.

There are all kinds of faces, including old people, children, women...

These people were all the people Xue Zeyuan had killed before.

Densely packed, accompanied by more and more black air, there may be tens of millions of people.

A burst of laughter suddenly sounded from the rainstorm.

Immediately afterwards, Xue Zeyuan was seen struggling to stand up from the mud.

He was covered in blood, and his abdomen had been severely sunken because of Xu Zimo's palm.

But he still stood up unsteadily, laughing.

Blood seemed to flow out of his mouth desperately.

The whole body is dripping with blood, just like a blood man.

"Happy, really happy," Xue Zeyuan laughed.

As the blood mist became thicker, the power around him became stronger and stronger.

"It's been a long time since I felt pain," he laughed menacingly.

The surrounding blood filled the entire courtyard, and the City Lord's Mansion seemed to be enveloped in it.

That bloody skull should be his true life.

The skull was suspended in mid-air, and countless unjust souls were entwined and terrified around it.

"I heard that the training method of your Blood Underworld Holy Sect is harmful to Tianhe, but I didn't expect it to be so cruel," Xu Zimo shook his head slightly.

"People who have died still have their souls detained, and they don't want to let them go."

"The winner and the loser, the weak are just the fish on the chopping board," Xue Zeyuan said with a big laugh.

"What? Are you scared?

Don't worry, you will be one of them later. "

"You really think you can win?" Xu Zimo chuckled.

"Chongyin reverses the ghost method," Xue Zeyuan shouted angrily.

I saw that countless remnant souls were devouring each other and fighting each other. In the blink of an eye, only the last remnant soul remained.

This remnant soul is the most essence, it devours other souls and becomes the most powerful one.

Immediately afterwards, the skull on the top of Xue Zeyuan's head opened its mouth wide, swallowing the last remnant soul directly.

The moment it was swallowed, the momentum of the skull soared.

Blood mist gradually rose around, covering the entire City Lord's Mansion.

A blood-curdling scream began to be heard through the fog of blood.

One, two, three countless walking corpses came out of the blood mist.

Some servants of the City Lord's Mansion didn't notice, and were directly torn in half by these walking corpses.

Xu Zimo frowned slightly, and with a slash of the knife, the walking corpses were torn apart by the sword's energy and sword light.

But they seem to be immortal, even if there is only one head left, they can still attack independently.

With more and more walking dead appearing, they seem to be endless, and they cannot be killed at all.

"What to do, Holy Son," Feng Tianhe said anxiously from the side.

"We're lost inside. If this continues, I'm afraid the entire mansion will be destroyed."

Xu Zimo raised his head slightly. It doesn't look like a formation here, but there seems to be some kind of pattern.

"You will die exhausted in my endless blood prison," a loud laugh came from the mist.

Laughter spread everywhere, and it was impossible to tell where the source was.

"That's interesting," Xu Zimo shook his head slightly.

He closed his eyes and used his spirit to spread out.

However, in the picture sent back by the soul, it was all blood red, as if it was boundless.

"No matter what it is, in the face of absolute power, it's just in vain."

Xu Zimo shook his head.

He slowly pulled out Ba Ying, and the sky filled with saber energy hovered in mid-air.

Behind him is the ancient blue dragon hovering in the rear, which is the seventh transformation of the Nine Transformations of the God of War.

Immediately afterwards, the blue dragon began to transform, and there was nothingness behind him.

A step paved with bluestone, with an ethereal and dusty aura.

"Eight Changes in the Qingyun," accompanied by Xu Zimo chopping Ba Ying down.

Asked about the sixteen-style burial sky also appeared.

A soaring sword burst out, destroying the entire Hengyu.

The blood-colored mist was forcibly torn apart, and the space flowed turbulently.

The phantom of the skull appeared in it.

Chapter 760 Back to Zhenwu Sacred Sect

When the Zangtian was chopped down with a single knife, the boundless blood mist was also briefly torn apart.

The skull hidden in it looked at this scene in astonishment.

Immediately after the domineering shadow was lifted up and fell down again, the skull was directly suppressed in place.

The surrounding space has been completely torn open by the saber energy, watching the scimitar zoom in front of his eyes.

The skull was also screaming.

With a sound of "boom", Xu Zimo's long sword fell down like riding the wind and waves with endless waves of air.

The moment when the explosion sounded, it was accompanied by a scream of pain.

Xue Zeyuan flew out of the blood mist.

Immediately after the skull shattered, the blood mist slowly dissipated.

Holding Ba Ying in his hand, Xu Zimo walked towards Xue Zeyuan step by step.

Xue Zeyuan stood up again, his body was broken into pieces like a worm.

It looked very ferocious, and despite having suffered such serious injuries, he still struggled to survive.

"It's really tenacious," Xu Zimo smiled.

He stepped on Xue Zeyuan's abdomen, kicked him to the ground, and stepped on him.

"I heard that you like pain very much?" He raised Ba Ying, and chopped off the opponent's body piece by piece.

"You dare to kill me," Xue Zeyuan yelled in pain.

After all, the Holy Son is the core of a sect, much stronger than the core disciples.

Especially in the case that the Mandate of Heaven had already been born, once the Holy Son died, the sect basically lost the chance to compete for the Mandate of Heaven.

All the efforts of this era will be in vain.

It is conceivable that this is especially a blow to an Emperor Lineage Immortal Sect.

"Don't say you are a holy son, even if you are the ancestor of the Blood Underworld Sect today, I will kill the Emperor of the Blood Underworld back then."

Xu Zimo snorted coldly.

Ba Ying in his hand cut the flesh and blood of the opponent mercilessly.

The screams echoed continuously in the courtyard, which sounded creepy.

After a long time, the screams became smaller and smaller, and finally became so low that they could no longer be heard.

Xu Zimo put Ba Ying back into its sheath, and then walked out of the courtyard.

"Holy Son," Feng Tianhe greeted tremblingly from the side.

"If people from the Blood Underworld Sect come here to inquire, you can directly say that I killed it, and you don't need to hide anything," Xu Zimo ordered lightly.

"Should we let the sect handle this matter?" Feng Tianhe asked cautiously.

"If a small emperor's immortal sect still lets the sect handle it, can I still fight for this destiny?" Xu Zimo said lightly.

Feng Tianhe quickly lowered his head and dared not speak any more.

Domineering and confident are his first impressions of Xu Zimo.

"Holy Son, City Lord, that Young Master woke up just now," at this moment, the old man from the City Lord's Mansion suddenly came to report.