I'm Really a Villain!

"Since I'm following you now, it doesn't matter to me whether it's a demon or a fairy."

"It's nothing to do with other things, you can't go to Dangmo Ridge," Xu Zimo said shaking his head.

"Just because you are not a demon."

Seeing Xu Zimo's leaving back, Monk Dazhi remained silent on the spot.

He can see through secrets and illusions, and their Dharma teaching is unique in divination.

In his eyes, Xu Zimo at this moment was surrounded by thick devilish energy.

It's like a big monster.

Compared with this Dangmo Ridge, it is even worse.

Chapter 833 The Demon King Is Coming

Watching Xu Zimo's figure fade away, Monk Dazhi moved a chair from the inn.

He just sat on the chair, staring at the direction of Dangmo Ridge, motionless.

……

"This time I will meet you as the devil master," Xu Zimo murmured.

He walked towards Dangmo Ridge step by step.

Thousands of miles of devil clouds were roaring in the sky, and the more one walked towards the direction of Dangmo Ridge, the darker the sky became.

Until the end, it has been completely reduced to deep darkness.

This Dangmo Ridge stretches as far as the eye can see.

The path to Dangmo Ridge is already covered with weeds, because no one has been here for a long time.

Footsteps sounded slowly, and Xu Zimo walked to Dangmo Ridge step by step.

The entrance to Dangmo Ridge is a winding path.

There is a lush jungle on both sides, and big trees are rising from the ground.

"Stop whoever comes," a stern shout stopped Xu Zimo.

Xu Zimo looked up and saw a man in a yellow robe standing at the entrance.

Holding a long spear, his whole body is full of spear intent.

He was staring at himself eagerly.

"This is Dangmo Ridge, you can't enter, retreat quickly."

Hearing what the man said, Xu Zimo smiled.

Raising his hand, endless demon energy surged from the prison-suppressing demon body.

"I know, I came here specifically for Dangmo Ridge."

"Looking for death," the yellow-robed man snorted softly.

He threw the spear in his hand towards Xu Zimo.

On the long spear, the spear intent pierced through the air, piercing layers of void, and the tip of the spear exuded a cold light.

Xu Zimo turned slightly to avoid the shot.

I saw the man in the yellow robe took half a step back with his right foot, and his upper body leaned forward.

He directly killed Xu Zimo.

He stretched his right hand forward, and the spear that flew out made a circle, and returned to his hand with the intent to shatter the void.

"Kill," the gun intent merged with the killing intent and killed Xu Zimo together.

Xu Zimo raised his hand slightly, and squeezed his fingers lightly.

The oncoming long spear actually broke into two halves.

"What," the man uttered in horror.

The other half of the spear tip was still in Xu Zimo's hand, and he flicked it lightly with his right hand.

The speed was so fast that the other party didn't see anything clearly.

The point of the gun had already pierced the throat of the man in yellow robe, pinning him aside.

Xu Zimo flicked his clothes lightly, and his feet had already stepped into Dangmo Ridge.

……

Located in the Ancient Demon's Lair in the Exiled Lands.

For the demons, this might just be an ordinary day.

They were sealed here and could not leave the Exiled Lands for the rest of their lives.

At this moment, suddenly, a stream of devilish energy shot up into the sky from the center of the ancient magic cave.

After the magic energy rushed into the sky, not only did it fail to merge with other magic energy in the sky.

On the contrary, it stirred up the situation in the sky.

There was a "crackling" explosion sound, and the magic cloud surged in the sky, and the thunder rolled.

A streak of black thunder and lightning galloped past, swimming in the magic cloud.

All the demon clansmen raised their heads in surprise, and looked at the position where the demon cloud rose into the sky.

"That is?"

"It seems to be the position of the towering lance."

"Chongtianlance reacted," someone yelled.

In the very center of the ancient magic cave, a stone pillar like Optimus Prime stands upright here.

The surface of the stone pillar is covered by a layer of stone, and the true content inside cannot be seen clearly.

This stone pillar is as high as the sky, and it is connected with the magic cloud in the sky. When you look up, you can't see the end of its height.

At this moment, several figures appeared from all around.

Some of them rode a magic dragon, and the magic dragon roared to the sky.

Some turned into black streamers, breaking through the endless void.

A burly giant came from thousands of miles away in one step, and suddenly the whole world was shaken.

There are also men with sword eyebrows and sword eyes holding long swords, and coming here with black hats.

There are more than a dozen of these figures, and each one is astonishingly powerful.

The demonic energy that was so thick that it couldn't be melted enveloped itself, and they surrounded the stone pillar in the center.

On the stone pillar, the original stone layer on the surface began to fall off little by little.

A red light slowly flowed on the stone pillar.

This red light is as bright as fresh blood, winding countless times around the stone pillar from the top of the stone pillar, winding down little by little.

"Chongtian is recovering, and it has sensed the existence of the devil."

"How many years, how many years.

My demon clan has lingered in this exiled land for countless ages.

Finally, the Lord came. "

"Yeah, it's time for the world to see the power of our demons."

"Whether he is the top ten immortal sects or the thief God, he will not be able to stop the revival of our clan.

The glory is shining, the blood is boiling, and I feel the calling. "

"Demon Lord, welcome back!"

A burst of crazy evil laughter resounded in the ancient magic cave.

……

When walking into this Dangmo Ridge, Xu Zimo could clearly feel it.

The devilish energy here is very familiar to him, wrapping around his body like his right hand and right arm.

The moment he walked in, the devilish energy in the sky became even crazier.

They are roaring, as if venting the unwillingness that has been sealed in these ages.

Xu Zimo felt very comfortable. The environment here, even if he took a breath, he could feel extremely comfortable.

Thousands of miles away, on the highest mountain on Dangmo Ridge.

I saw a man sitting on a rock on the top of the mountain.

He held a golden sword in his hand.

The sharp sword plunged into the ground.

The man was dressed in a golden robe with countless patterns embroidered on it.

These patterns seem to tell a story.

At this moment, the man was sitting on the rock, with his waist slightly bent, holding the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and looking up at the violent demonic energy in the sky.

"Here we come," Huangfu Long said calmly.

"Old Ancestor, what's going on?" Huangfu Xiong, the current Patriarch of the Huangfu Clan, came slowly from behind and asked suspiciously.

"Our enemy," Huangfulong said flatly.

"Enemy?" Huangfu Xiong was still confused.

Their Huangfu family has guarded Dangmo Ridge for tens of thousands of years, except for killing some people who sneaked into Dangmo Ridge.

Basically, there is no competition with the world, and there are no enemies.