I'm Really a Villain!

He couldn't help thinking of the further realm.

saint?Dao fruit powerhouse?

And what about the final Twelve Meridians?

How powerful these existences should be.

The existence of Tianwaitian made him feel a little bit excited, but at the same time a little dignified.

"Boy, I'm getting more and more curious about the moves behind you," the old man Baihu said with a smile.

"Ask the sixteenth form, no life,

The seventeenth form, the desolation of the gods. "

The so-called inanimate means infinity and also the starting point of everything.

At the beginning of the era, everything in the world was at the same origin.

Even if it is a vast and boundless universe, full of stars, it is just a point.

The outside of the universe is already the universe, because it is endless, and nothing changes everything.

It's like one life is two, two is three, and three is all things.

When the knife was cut, it seemed that a whole new world was condensed and evolving on the blade.

Although this world is short-lived.

But it really existed.

This is Wusheng, descending with the power of a virtual world.

The white tiger roared again, its figure moved forward instead of retreating, and its claws suddenly grabbed the blade.

But at this moment, drops of bright red blood flowed down from the paws.

The blade is cutting into its flesh and blood bit by bit.

"Not bad, really good," the old man Baihu said with a smile.

I saw him raise his right hand and drink softly: "Tian Wu."

A cyan light of spiritual energy was fleeting and flew into the white tiger's body.

The next moment, the whole white tiger changed again.

Its volume has expanded to dozens of times, with eight heads and eight heads.

With eight legs and eight tails, it looks extraordinarily weird.

The white tiger grabbed Ba Ying with two paws, and bit Xu Zimo with the rest of its paws and its bloody mouth.

Xu Zimo frowned slightly.

The white tiger didn't use any other moves from the beginning to the end.

Instead, he used pure defense and strength to shake his own attack.

No matter how the moves were changed, they couldn't destroy the white tiger.

He waved the Tyrant Shadow again, and the seventeenth style came out of nowhere.

The so-called Shenhuang is the name of Xu Zimo who once fell into a small world in his previous life.

This small world is the small world created by the former Emperor Shenhuang.

It's just that it is not compatible with the mainland of China.

Xu Zimo's Shenzhou Continent has perfect rules and is a real world.

As for Shenhuang, it was born incomplete, and it was finally destroyed after experiencing ups and downs.

Xu Zimo had read the letter left by Emperor Shenhuang.

His legacy is recorded there.

While many things are not very useful, there are also some that benefit greatly.

The gods are desolate and the land, the dragon palaces of the four seas, the golden crows fall into the soup valley, and the gods build the sky.

Xu Zimo slowly raised the Ba Ying, this is the law of the gods.

The so-called law of desolation, all kinds of martial arts, can become a god.

This god is not in the Divine Vein Realm.

It is the real god, the age of mythology that is even older than before the wild era of the Yuanyang Continent, and has even disappeared in the long river of history.

At this moment, Xu Zimo seemed to be a real god descending.

Holding a domineering shadow in one hand, he is invincible and unrivaled in the world.

Ba Ying tore apart Xinghe, scolded Jiang Hai angrily, and came with a strong intention of true god.

It seems that there are whispers from the age of mythology.

Time and space reversed for a while, and it seemed to return to the era when the gods stood side by side and the vast land.

"It seems that your chance is not small," the old man Baihu said with a smile.

"But it's also a bit of a coincidence, my white tiger is also a god."

"Tianwu," the white tiger raised its head and roared at the sky.

The roar seemed to have a certain artistic conception, which could be understood by people.

In the words, it seemed that the word "Tianwu" sounded long and proudly.

In the age of mythology, there was a tribe called "Wu."

They use the tiger as their totem, and the god they worship is Tianwu.

He has eight heads, eight faces, eight legs and eight tails.

It is said that nine is the limit of heaven and earth, and it is only one step short of what it has practiced.

Baihu and Baying collided again.

A huge mushroom cloud rang out together with the deafening explosion that resounded through the heavens and the earth, and ascended to the sky together.

The people around who were still fighting were all rushed out by the aftermath.

Chapter 902

"This is," everyone looked at the center of the explosion with shocked faces.

"What level of battle is this!"

"I didn't expect this kind of existence to exist in Tiandao Academy," Ban Yue Saint said with emotion.

"Heavenly Dao Academy has been established for a long time, so it is not surprising that there is anything there," Purdue Master said flatly.

"It's just that this old man is a bit interesting, even I haven't heard his name before."

Purdue Immortal also carried the destiny with Master Cihang back then, and that era is long gone.

It can be said that he has heard of many things, including many people.

"Do you still care about others?" The voice of the woman in the white skirt sounded from the side.

Another lotus flower reflected the sky, the flower bloomed with eight petals, and directly turned into a shower of flowers all over the sky.

"Dean, we admit that you are very strong, beyond expectation." Purdue real person said.

"But the destruction of Tiandao Academy is a great event, and it cannot be reversed by you with a half-step nirvana."

"I won't bother you guys to worry about that," the woman in the white skirt said lightly.

……

The central point of the explosion gradually dissipates,

Aftermath, the void that had been completely shattered is repairing itself.

Xu Zimo's figure was deadlocked with the white tiger.

The sound of "click, click" suddenly sounded after a long silence.

Xu Zimo looked down, perhaps because of the heavy pressure, Ba Ying's blade unexpectedly had slight cracks.

Maybe it won't be long before the whole knife will be broken into pieces.

"In terms of moves, I am invincible to you," Xu Zimo said lightly.

"It's just that it's weaker in terms of strength."

"It's a lot worse," the old man Baihu said with a smile.

It is true that in the confrontation just now, Shenhuang is definitely not weaker than the opponent's Tianwu.

But in terms of pure strength, the Nirvana Realm is several levels higher than Xu Zimo's current Divine Vein Realm.

This is a duel of great disparity in strength.

"Didn't you say that there are nineteen forms in your questioning form, let me see the last two as well," the old man Baihu replied.

"No need," Xu Zimo shook his head slightly.

"If it's the same realm, the first seventeen moves are enough."

"It seems to be underestimated," the old man Baihu chuckled.

"But what you said is indeed correct, you have the demeanor of a young emperor.

Even stronger than many great emperors I know. "

"That's enough," Xu Zimo shook his head, and the result he wanted was achieved.

"Although I recognize your talent, you have to understand that without a grown-up genius, you are nothing."

The white tiger next to him stared at Xu Zimo covetously, planning to rush over at any time.

"Hey, I can't beat him, so I'll leave it to you," Xu Zimo shouted to the woman in white skirt who was fighting next to him.