I'm Really a Villain!

"Everyone, who wants to try?" Xu Zimo asked.

There was silence all around.

No one wanted to die. Although they said it well, when the real life and death were in front of them, the ancient gods who had lived for countless ages were all silent.

"My lord, what do you want to do with us?" Tian Xingshen asked with a mocking smile.

"Self-destruction of the divine way, I will let you spend your old age in this ruins," Xu Zimo replied.

Tian Xingshen originally wanted to say "impossible", but when he looked at Xu Zimo's eyes, he forcibly held the words in his mouth.

There was silence among the gods.

"I don't have time to wait for you to decide," Xu Zimo felt the power of his God of War.

This time is limited, and the power in him is about to dissipate.

At that time, everything will be hard to say.

"Since you don't want to speak, I'll make the decision for you," Xu Zimo waved his hand.

Another endless mighty "rumble" fell in the void.

The figures of the gods were all shrouded by him below.

Under the pull of a powerful force, everyone's divine way was withdrawn.

Some gods were still trying to resist, but they were all severely injured by his slap.

In the face of powerful power, the gods were silent.

Like a fish on a chopping board, it can only be slaughtered.

The divine way has been withdrawn, and although the gods are not dead, they have already been reduced to mortals.

Maybe their souls are so powerful that they can practice again.

But it is almost impossible to return to the current level.

After these gods were extracted from the void, he did not destroy them, but integrated these unowned things into his body.

Every Shinto is a kind of perception.

Of course, he is not in a hurry to understand at the moment.

The gods are all weak and lying on the ground. I am afraid that they will not be able to recover without long-term cultivation.

"Everyone, do you want to live?" Xu Zimo asked.

"What else do you want to do?" Vulcan replied.

"Our divine way has been deprived, is it possible to humiliate us like this?"

"Give me all your divine crystals, and I will leave," Xu Zimo said.

All the gods looked at each other.

Void God waved his hand and said with a tired face, "Give it to him."

No one wants to mess with this evil star.

Just want to get rid of it as soon as possible.

All the gods stretched out their hands, and several rays of light flew out from their respective mausoleums.

There are countless god crystals wrapped in it.

Xu Zimo took a rough look, and there could be thousands of them in total.

They have been stored from the age of mythology to the present, and they are quite rich.

Xu Zimo took over Shenjing and ignored everyone.

Instead, he came before the Blood God.

"War God?" Blood God looked at Xu Zimo and asked expectantly.

"He can't come," Xu Zimo replied.

"I see." The Blood God bowed deeply to him and said, "Thank you for this matter."

"It's just for profit," Xu Zimo waved his hand.

Said: "I should leave too."

"Regardless farewell," the Blood God nodded.

……

When the God Emperor was found again, the God Emperor's injuries had almost recovered.

Basically nothing serious.

He is the great emperor himself, and there will be no problems if he does not harm the destiny.

He casually took dozens of god crystals and gave them to the god emperor.

"Have you solved it?" the God Emperor asked.

At this moment, the power of God of War has been completely hidden.

Although this power will not be exhausted, there is a time limit for using it.

It takes a long time to use it again.

Xu Zimo nodded slightly.

He took a deep look at the remains of the gods, and left with the emperor.

Everything in the past of this age of mythology will come to an end.

After leaving the remains of the gods, Xu Zimo looked at the emperor and said, "All the things that need to be cooked have been settled.

After retreating for a hundred years, we set off to Tianwaitian. "

The two separated from the Central Continent, one returned to Zhenwu Shengzong, and the other returned to the old land.

The spring breeze blows softly across the skyline.

In a blink of an eye, he tore apart the void in front of him and appeared in front of the mountain gate of Zhenwu Shengzong.

Coming back this time is to retreat, to comprehend the harvest of this trip.

Chapter 1039 One Hundred Years of Cultivation

Today's Zhenwu Shengzong is very lively.

Just when the sect opened its gates to recruit new disciples.

It can be said that there is a sea of ​​people at the foot of the mountain, and the noisy voices are in a mess.

Because Xu Zimo bears the destiny, Zhenwu Shengzong can be regarded as the most famous force in this era.

Countless people fought their heads and wanted to break in.

The queue is like a long dragon from the mountain gate to the foot of the mountain.

"I heard that Zhenwu Shengzong has very high standards for recruiting disciples, the highest among all sects."

Some teenagers discussed.

"Of course, the True Martial Sect is the number one power in the mainland, and their standards are not high, how can they be worthy of them."

"I think you should stop wasting time, you will definitely be eliminated."

"It's not certain who will be eliminated. Don't look down on people."

"That's right, I'm in Tianyang City, and I'm also a person with a great reputation."

The teenagers talked a lot.

One by one is full of vigor, just like the current season, the spring breeze is just right, and the sun is not dry.

Xu Zimo walked up the steps in front of Zhenwu Shengzong Mountain.

He enjoys this feeling very much. In the noise of the world, he can feel that he is a member of this world.

Rather than the great emperor aloof.

Those who realize the Tao, you must first enter the Tao before you can escape.

If you don't enter the Tao, then talk about how to transcend the Tao.

……

Halfway up the mountain road, Xu Zimo saw that there seemed to be a dispute ahead.

There was a group of people around, pointing and pointing.

He looked up, and the disciples of Zhenwu Shengzong seemed to have noticed this, a group of disciples ran down from the mountain gate.

"Hurry up and go back, as long as you want to worship Zhenwu Shengzong, the frog in the well also wants to fly to the sky."

"That's right, just like your old father who died of illness, he died early and was born early."

There were punches and kicks in the crowd, and there were two people surrounded in the middle.

A boy, and a little girl.

The boy protected the little girl in his arms, let those fists and feet land on him, clenched his teeth, and remained silent.

Someone next to him who didn't understand asked suspiciously: "What are you doing? Did he offend you?"

"We are all from Fangjia Village, this kid is a half-orc, do you understand?

His father was born with a monster, and his sister. "

"Half-orc?" Everyone looked at the boy curiously.

I saw a tail growing behind him, especially those eyes, which were pure white without a trace of black at all.

The people around laughed at some of them, and others were mocking, regardless of the situation.

The disciples of Zhenwu Shengzong who maintained order came down and asked with a frown, "What are you doing here?"