Villain: Overturn the table, I don’t want to play anymore!

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Huh...huh...

The dark wind that kept blowing around them was blowing on everyone.

Even the Holy Lord Yaoguang, who had reached the Saint Realm, couldn't help but shudder.

This is not to say that he is timid, but these winds are extremely strange, as if they are constantly penetrating into the bone marrow, making people feel chilled all over.

Looking back at Zixiao, not only did he not have any abnormality, but he also had an expression of enjoyment.

This is obviously an excellent place to practice the Heaven Burial Technique.

The Heaven Burial Technique needs to be condensed with the meaning of burial, and this burial place fits the bill perfectly!

If Zi Xiao was not interested in the position of the city lord of Chilian City before, now he just wants to say it.

So delicious!

"Hey! Junior brother! Are you okay?"

The Holy Lord Yaoguang came to Zixiao and kept waving.

He had just seen his junior brother giggling there, as if he had been possessed by something dirty. If he could not still feel the Tao Yun on his body, he would have called all the ancestors back.

"I'm fine, senior brother..."

Zi Xiao shook his head and continued: "There seems to be a big opportunity for me here, so I was a little stunned for a while."

"oh?!"

As soon as he heard about the great opportunity, the tone of Holy Lord Yaoguang also became serious: "Junior brother, you have to be careful. This is the legendary burial place of immortals. Even if the forbidden clan stands here for an era, Not a single clue was found.”

"The word "immortal" is a murderous knife. If you are not careful, you may be irreversible."

"No matter what opportunity you have, you have to think twice before doing it!"

Seeing the Holy Lord Yaoguang in front of him who was concerned about him, Zi Xiao also felt warm in his heart.

He had obviously only joined this sect not long ago, but his master, many elders, ancestors, and even his disciples all cared about him.

If it weren't for the word "villain" clearly on his label, he would have thought he was the son of destiny.

Walking on the bloody soil, Zi Xiao didn't notice that a trace of blood was appearing in his deep pupils.

"What is this?!"

At this moment, the words of Holy Lord Yaoguang interrupted Zixiao's thoughts. Looking forward, there was a stone platform, and on the stone platform there was a hand bone as crystal clear as white jade.

The palm of the hand was upward, and the five fingers were stretched out, as if trying to grab something.

"Junior brother?"

Holy Lord Yaoguang found that Zi Xiao ignored him and instead walked towards the hand bone. Worried about being deceived, he immediately reached out and grabbed Zi Xiao: "What are you going to do?"

"Brother!"

Zi Xiao's tone suddenly became serious, his eyes staring straight at the hand bones.

"This should be the great opportunity I mentioned before. There is no need to stop me. It doesn't matter."

After saying that, Zi Xiao pushed away the hand of Holy Lord Yaoguang and walked straight towards the hand bone.

Boo hoo hoo hoo hoo…

One stream of light passed by, and the ancestors had obviously found a trophy that satisfied them.

They came to the side of Holy Lord Yaoguang and also saw the hand bone.

"That hand bone has a big secret!"

"That's right, they are obviously human bones, but I can't feel the breath on them at all, as if they were covered by something."

"How about it? Do you want to stop this kid? He is the future of our Holy Land of Light. There is no room for any mistakes."

"No, haven't you seen that boy Tianhao is standing still? Obviously, this is not stopping him, Tianjiao, especially a Tianjiao like Xiang Zixiao, must have his own opportunities, we just need to stand Just stay here and watch.”

"If there is any danger, we can help him solve it at any time."

"..."

The ancestors were discussing each other, but they all communicated with their spiritual thoughts, for fear of disturbing Zi Xiao.

Soon, Zi Xiao came to Shitai and looked at the hand bones.

He didn't know why, but he felt that this hand bone was very familiar, as if it were an old friend.

But as a time traveler, he has been staying in Tianxuan Holy Land for half his life and has never come out. Moreover, the disciples of Tianxuan Holy Land are obviously not the owners of this hand bone.

"What's going on?" Zi Xiao murmured in a low voice.

What he didn't notice was that his hand was reaching towards the hand bone uncontrollably.

Kaka...

Finally, his hand covered the bones of the hand with the palm facing up. The moment his fingers clasped together, the bones of the hand actually emitted sounds.

The crisp sound was also constantly tightening Zixiao's hand.

"Hmm?"

Boom!!!

At this moment, the entire burial ground shook violently.

The sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling was endless, and the wandering ghosts roared hoarsely, as if something terrible was about to happen.

"It seems to be a problem!"

"It's okay! We have to believe him and wait a little longer!"

"Wait for a fart! If something happens to such an excellent successor, how can we explain to the sect?!"

"What about the sect? If something happens to him, you should first consider whether Piaomiao will blow up our grave!"

"Go and pull him back!"

"..."

The ancestors couldn't bear it anymore. The breath in the air made them, as the strongest, feel the trembling of their souls.

It's better not to have such an opportunity! If something happens to Zixiao, he will be blamed for his death!

Thinking of this, an old ancestor stretched out his hand to pull Zixiao back.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

With a roar, the stone platform exploded directly, and a sense of decay burst out to the surroundings, and Zixiao in the center was completely wrapped up.

"Hurry up and save him!!!"

The old ancestors were furious. If Zixiao really got into trouble under their noses, it would be an insult to them.

Boom boom boom boom...

The aura unique to the strongest spread throughout the burial ground, the mountains collapsed, the ghosts turned to ashes, and the tombstones collapsed...

One after another, terrifying visions spread across the sky.

The eyes of these old ancestors were red, and a large amount of spiritual power knocked the still dazed Yaoguang Saint Lord away. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the most miserable tool man in history.

But when the spiritual power of the strongest reached Zixiao's position, the latter disappeared out of thin air.

"What's going on?! Where are the people!!!"

"Damn it!!! What happened?!"

"Where is the great descendant of my Yaoguang Holy Land?!"

"Asshole!!!"

The ancestors' hairs were flying wildly, and they fell into madness one after another.

One of the ancestors waved his sleeves lightly, and countless spiritual powers condensed into a big hand, grabbing the Yaoguang Holy Lord who was shaken away.

"Tianhao boy! Tell me! Where is Zixiao?!"

"Ah?!"

Yaoguang Holy Lord almost cried: "Ancestor, I don't know, just now Junior Brother said that he had his chance, so he walked over by himself, and I am standing here like you!"

"What's the use of you as a Holy Lord?! Why didn't you stop him!"

"..."

Yaoguang Holy Lord was almost speechless, muttering in a low voice: "Why didn't you stop him just now."