I'm Really a Villain!

"I can't be trusted, I can't be trusted, all living beings can't be trusted," the man shook his head slightly.

His complexion became dull again.

"You want to let them out?"

"Why not?" Xu Zimo asked back.

"The Shixue clan has reappeared, are you sure you can take care of it?" the man asked.

"There is no second Holy Master standing up now."

"Honorable Sir, our Shixue Clan does not intend to offend, but just wants to be free," Patriarch Shuo said hastily beside him.

"There has never been a need for a Holy Master in this world, and all living beings have their own destination," Xu Zimo said.

"Someone has to stand up, whether it's the Lord or someone else."

"Since you insist on this, then I will satisfy you," the man waved his hand.

I saw that the surging sea of ​​blood dissipated unexpectedly, and the power of the seal was weakening little by little.

It seemed that even the phantom of the man was affected.

He looked at Xu Zimo and said again: "Remember, you must remember, I will wait for you up there."

The voice fell, the blood space shattered, and the figure of the man disappeared.

Countless roars of beasts resounded in the void.

It seemed that countless years of waiting had finally come to fruition, and the members of the Shixue clan were venting to the sky.

Some people even had tears in their eyes, desperately breathing the air from the outside world.

"Let your clansmen settle down," Xu Zimo said, looking at Patriarch Shuo.

"Remember what I said, I am not as merciful as the Holy Lord.

If you do it again, I will kill them all and let you exterminate your entire family. "

The faces of Chang and Xu next to him were cloudy, but Patriarch Shuo nodded and smiled.

Said: "You can rest assured, if others don't bully us, my blood family will definitely not go too far."

"If you Shixue family want to challenge my majesty, you can try," Xu Zimo glanced at them, then turned and left.

The blood space is dissipating little by little.

There are two reasons why he helped the Shixue clan. First, he was naturally moved by some actions of the other party.

As for the second, he has to leave here himself, so he can't be stuck here forever.

……

Looking up from the land of destruction, the sky is blood red.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime vision in the Land of Destruction.

All creatures living in this world are on this day, looking up at the sky.

The sky is collapsing, and the seal is breaking.

The Lord of Destruction stood at the bottom, shook his head, and sighed: "After all, I still couldn't hold it."

First, a shikigami rushed out from the seal, and then swarms, hundreds of shikigami rushed out in a swarm.

"Let everyone be on guard," the Lord of Destruction ordered, looking at Thunder God of War beside him.

"Without my order, no one is allowed to conflict with the blood-type beast."

"This," Lei Zhanshen said hesitantly.

"City Lord, it's better to act first in this situation."

"Do as I say," the Lord of Destruction said flatly.

……

Seeing Xu Zimo's leaving figure, the blood beast named Xu snorted coldly.

He said dissatisfiedly: "This kid is too rampant, he thinks he is the Holy Master after holding the True Excalibur."

"Patriarch, why did you just now?" The Chang-style blood beast next to him also asked with a puzzled expression.

Patriarch Shuo narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked back: "Do you think this kid looks like a fool?"

Chapter 969 Seeing His Building Collapsed

"How is this possible? What does the patriarch mean?" asked Xu Style Blood Beast.

"Since he is not a fool, how dare he let us out?" Patriarch Shuo asked back.

"Is he a fool, or are we fools?"

"The patriarch is saying that he has the trump card not to be afraid of us?" Chang-style blood beast asked.

"I don't know if he has any hole cards, but I know that we don't have the capital to gamble anymore."

Patriarch Shuo said: "I don't know how ambitious the two of you are, but believe me, what the clansmen desire now is freedom.

Nothing else.

And now is not the age of mythology, what era is this?We don't know anything about the changes in the continent today. "

"If the Shixue clan is exterminated again because of my wrong decision, I don't want to be this eternal sinner."

Patriarch Shuo sighed when he said this.

"The ship of the new age has set sail, but where should we people of the old age go?"

Hearing Patriarch Shuo's words, both of them fell silent slightly.

Although they are still somewhat unwilling, they have to admit that they are very strange in this era.

"Let the clansmen settle down and plan everything slowly," Patriarch Shuo said.

……

The Shi blood race broke out of the seal, but they didn't do too many excessive moves.

Xu Zimo found Han Yanrou and the Han brothers.

He told a few people the truth of everything, that the world they lived in was just a white lie.

Compared to the disbelief of the Han brothers, Han Yanrou seemed much calmer.

"In this future world, you will not be ridiculed by others, and there will be many people willing to be friends with you."

Xu Zimo said with a smile: "Because we are all the same, we are human beings."

When he was in Shixue Space, he had the appearance of a phantom Shixue Beast, but now he is his true face.

Han Yanrou looked at him, pursed her lips and shook her head, and said, "I don't care if it's ridicule or how many friends I have, I just want to be by your side."

"You should understand that I don't have much time to stay," Xu Zimo said.

"I want to go to the outer sky, or even higher heaven and earth, where there will be more enemies waiting for me.

And you are not suitable to stay by my side. "

Watching Han Yanrou bow her head in silence, Xu Zimo handed her his identity token.

"Take this identity token and go to the Zhenwu Sacred Sect in the Eastern Continent. That is my home, so it can be considered your home."

"If one day I become as strong as you and won't hold you back, can I be with you?" Han Yanrou suddenly raised her head and asked.

Xu Zimo smiled, and he nodded slightly.

Because he knew it was impossible.

"Okay, then I'll go to Zhenwu Shengzong," Han Yanrou asked after taking the token.

"how about you?"

"I'm going back in a while," Xu Zimo looked up at the distant skyline.

"Some things, some people's accounts have to be settled.

Let the end be over, and the damned people should die as soon as possible. "

……

Xu Zimo found the Lord of Destruction and explained some things in Shixue Space in detail.

He didn't know who the Lord of Destruction obeyed and came here to guard the land of no man.

It is very likely that it should be the Holy Master again.

"Forget it, forget it, I'm free now," the Lord of Destruction chuckled.

Xu Zimo asked the other party to help send a few people to escort Han Yanrou to Zhenwu Shengzong, but the Lord of Destruction did not refuse.

He was going to say goodbye to Ji Ruobing.

But as soon as he turned around, Xu Zimo found that the mirror girl was wearing a thin dress, standing in the autumn wind and smiling at him.

"Mr. Xu, I haven't seen you for a few days. Do you miss the little girl?" Miss Jing smiled, revealing dimples.

"I still have something to do, let's talk," Xu Zimo smiled and was about to leave.

"I have some big news about you, Mr. Xu, do you want to hear it?" Miss Jing asked with a smile.

Xu Zimo stopped and looked at him suspiciously.

This time Miss Jing didn't joke, but said directly: "Seven days ago, Xue Qianhe, the lord of the Holy Blood Sect in the Eastern Continent, suddenly announced.

The first ancestor, Xueming Emperor, entrusted Gu's last dream, saying that Xu Zimo, the holy son of the Zhenwu Sacred Sect, is an unforgivable evil, and he should be eliminated as soon as possible.

Six days ago, Taiyi Zhenmen and Shenfengzong of the Western Continent also stood up and said bluntly that those who are at peace in the world want to kill the devil.

Five days ago, among the thirty-six empires in the Northern Continent, twelve empires began to form an alliance. They all said that the ancestors had fallen into a dream, the devil confused the stars, and the world was in chaos.

Four days ago, there was a poem from the Little Bright Holy Land in the Southern Continent.

Cut off the heads of the group of demons, so as to avoid the appearance of hating demons.