I’m Really a Villain

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"Heiyan Elder, what's the situation in this painting palace?" Great Elder asked.

"I have already explored it. There are restrictions on the painting palace. Only people younger than 50 years old can enter," Heiyan Elder replied.

"That's okay, just let the disciples in," great elder said with a smile.

Many ancestors have left inheritance, either for their descendants or looking for an inheritor.

Therefore, most inheritance is limited, and the ancestors who leave the inheritance certainly do not want the older generation to snatch their inheritance.

This is also when many sects come to bring some disciplines, they have long thought of this kind of probability.

"Is it possible to break this restriction?" Xing Elder, who was beside the gods sect, pondered for a while and asked.

"What is the existence of ruthless painting? How could the restriction he set up be broken by us," Heiyan Elder shook his head and said: "It is possible unless the Great Emperor True Artifact is used, but according to my observations, once we forcefully break the restriction, this The painting palace will destroy itself."

"In that case, let the disciplines go, and open the painting palace tomorrow morning and enter," great elder thought for a while and said.

The other two sects Elder also nodded in agreement.

The great elder turned around and looked at the densely packed Loose Cultivator waiting to be inherited, and said loudly: "According to our Three Sects negotiation, we will enter the painting palace tomorrow morning.

Three Sects disciple takes the lead, and other people follow closely. Pay attention to order. If someone creates chaos, take responsibility for the consequences. "

The voice of great elder was so loud that it spread almost throughout Ziyang City.

Hearing that the painting palace is about to open, everyone is gearing up, be eager to have a try.

If there is any lucky person who can get the ruthless inheritance of painting, then it is a great opportunity to leaping over the dragon's gate.

Because the time was set for tomorrow morning, many people gathered here slowly dispersed and returned to their rented Inn.

Xu Zimo was about to find an Inn to rest for a night, but after walking only a few steps, he heard someone calling his name.

He raised his head slightly and saw Mengkuo standing by the window on the second floor of the restaurant next to him, shouting to himself.

Mengkuo is the Head Disciple of father Xu Qingshan, and Xu Zimo often played with him when he was young.

It's just that they were busy cultivating later, and the two people have not seen each other for a long time.

Martial artists like Mengkuo who have reached the Peak of Venerable Vein Realm and are about to advance to the Emperor Vein Realm, staying in True Martial Sacred Sect are actually meaningless.

They spend most of their time outside sect to experience and hone themselves.

Xu Zimo didn't intend to rendezvous with True Martial Sacred Sect, he thought that he could go in alone.

Anyway, he had been to the painting palace in his previous life, and he knew many things in it.

It's just that now that he has been blindly seen, he can no longer hide it.

Slowly walked up to the second floor of the restaurant, looked at Xu Zimo, said with a smile: "junior brother, why are you here?"

"I also came out to experience, just when I heard the news of the birth of the painting palace, I came over to join in the fun," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

With a height of 1.9 m, Mengkuo looks very tall, and the muscles all over his body are bulging high, giving the impression of being extremely powerful.

He was wearing a black robe, covering his tall body in the black robe.

The hair on the top of his head is somewhat similar to an explosive head, and the hair is naturally curly, and it is all messy all around.

"Meng senior brother, when did you come back?" Xu Zimo said as he walked upstairs.

He looked at 4 places and found that the second floor should be the gathering place of many sect disciples.

There are not only the disciplines of True Martial Sacred Sect, including purgatory sacred sect and god sun sacred sect, as well as other common sect disciplines.

"Just a few days after I came back, the Master asked me to follow the great elder to the painting palace to see," Mengkuo said with a smile: "Maybe it is also an opportunity to let me break through the Emperor Vein Realm."

Xu Zimo smiled nodded, he knew that Mengkuo had been trapped in Venerable Vein for a long time.

The cultivating of the martial artist becomes more difficult in the later stage, and the resistance to opening the vein increases exponentially.

"Since you are here, then go in with me tomorrow. It just happens to be able to protect you," Mengkuo said with a smile.

Xu Zimo is nodded, and there is no objection, because he knows that when the time comes, everyone will be separated separately after entering the painting palace.

No one knows which area he will be assigned to.

Xu Zimo was chatting with Meng Kuo when he saw a man and a woman walking by.

The woman is the purgatory sacred sect Saintess, and the man is wearing a black robe, his face is covered with a black cloth, only a pair of hazy eyes are exposed.

"Something is going on," Mengkuo asked, looking at the two people, frowned.

"Brother, he cut me down before," Sha Qinghua pointed at Xu Zimo and said to the black clothed man.

The black clothed man glanced at Xu Zimo, his eyes were ancient well without ripples, like a dead water.

As if looking at a dead person, it was very gloomy.

"Heavenly demon, what do you want to do?" Meng Kuo patted the table angrily and asked aggressively.

This man is the Holy Son of Purgatory sect this generation, his real name is rarely known, and most people call him heavenly demon son.

Heavenly Demon gave a flat look, then looked towards Xu Zimo, with a strong depression in his voice, lightly saying: "No one can hurt my younger sister, this time I let you go.

If there is another time, even if you are the Crown Prince of True Martial Sacred Sect, I will smash you into 10000 segments. "

"Heavenly Demon, do you want to go to war with our sacred sect?" Mengkuo said with embarrassment.

However, the heavenly demon from start to finish didn't even bother with Mengkuo, just staring at Xu Zimo.

"It's okay, Meng senior brother," Xu Zimo shook his head with a smile at Meng Kuo.

Then I looked at the heavenly demon son, lightly saying: "You should take care of your younger sister, and let her not provoke me."

Xu Zimo stretched out his right hand and grasped his fist with his right hand. The fist made a "peng peng peng" sound because of the clenched fist.

"Otherwise next time, I'll take her head, ruthless, like a watermelon, and smash her into pieces, and then use it to feed the dog."

As Xu Zimo spoke, he usually grinned at the heavenly demon. His laughter was very light, but there was an unimaginable madness in those eyes.

Heavenly Demon's expression was startled, he saw his shadow from Xu Zimo.

To a certain extent, the two people are very similar, like an extreme lunatic, the kind of by fair means or foul.

heavenly demon gave Xu Zimo a deep look, then turned around and left.

"Brother, what are you?" Killing Qinghua followed along with some doubts.

"Don't mess with him in the future," Heavenly Demon returned to his seat, lightly saying.

"Why?" Kill Qinghua puzzled.

"He will kill you."