Fantasy: I Am A Big Villain

Yan Wuxie heard the old man's words and spent a thousand villain values ​​to check the old man's information, and found that the old man was the first rank of the high-ranking god, and he was a high-rank god's realm.

Seeing this message, Yan Wuxie carefully sensed the old man's sense of threat, and found that he did not pose much fatal threat to him.

This old man is the first rank of the upper gods cultivated by the Black Dragon Sect, which is stronger than most of the first ranks of upper gods outside. Fighting against him can probably test the true strength of own.

"Yes! But if I really accept your punch, your two disciples must Closed Door Training for 300 years!" Yan Wuxie nodded.

"Haha, let's talk about it if you win!" The old man laughed loudly.

"Da!" The old man jumped up and stepped on the void, his whole body's power was concentrated on his right arm, and the whole right arm became pitch black and cold.

"Boom!" It was also the first time Yan Wuxie had fought with a higher god. He stared at the old man, the evil divine art exploded, the devouring divine art kept absorbing Spiritual Qi to supplement himself, and Realm was all unfolded.

"One thousand and one li, it really is Realm!" The old man saw Yan Wuxie's Realm, his eyes lit up and he said loudly.

"Kill!" Yan Wuxie felt that his body was full of power, and felt that he was about to explode. This power needs to be vented as soon as possible.

So he slammed a punch at the old man. This punch was very simple, without any bells and whistles, but it was Yan Wuxie's strongest punch.

"Dead!" The old man did not leave a trace of strength because Yan Wuxie was the first rank of the lower god.

"Boom!" The two fist prints collided together, and the terrifying aftermath destroyed the void, and the huge power slammed on Yan Wuxie's Realm, and blasted Yan Wuxie's Realm out, and he flipped in the Realm. After several laps, the corners of his mouth bleed, and he suffered a slight injury.

"Bah!" Yan Wuxie spit out blood foam and looked at the old man with piercing eyes. He still wanted to continue to attack and fight. If the old man was at this level, he could even win the battle.

"Cough!" Seeing that Yan Wuxie didn't suffer any injuries, the old man was very surprised, and he secretly sighed that he was the god Realm. He looked at Yan Wuxie still full of fighting spirit, and quickly coughed:

"You win, we will announce Closed Door Training after our master and apprentice go back, and we won't come out in three hundred years!"

Won? Yan Wuxie frowned, he still wanted to fight!

"My disciple, Heart's Demon, is destroying his mind, he must be treated quickly!" The old man pointed to the strong man and said, he waved his big sleeve, swept away the thin man and the strong man, and disappeared without a trace. .

I have used all my strength just now, but I still can't help to win the first rank of this lower god. If you use the hole cards, you may be able to kill him, but then it is not a battle, but a battle of life and death! As a wise man who lives for a long time, he will not casually fight his life to death.

Looking at the emptiness, Yan Wuxie was a little speechless. He looked around, and he turned and fell into the black water below. After diving for a certain distance in the black water, he floated, and quickly flew towards the original small boat.

He has no rivals under the upper gods, even if he has the realm of the gods! Yan Wuxie sat on the boat and thought slowly."Huh huh! Senior Brother Yan?" Yu Jinting woke up, his eyes a little confused.

"I also just woke up, and those two guys didn't know where they went! Fortunately, they didn't make much effort, so we only suffered a little injury!" Yan Wuxie said.

"Those two bastards! Huh? Minor injuries? How could it be possible?" Yu Jinting was angry at first, and then after hearing Yan Wuxie's words, he quickly checked his own body and found that it was indeed a minor injury, and even the injury was about to recover.

I was obviously seriously injured just now. Why did it become a minor injury? Yu Jinting was puzzled. Seeing Yan Wuxie's vows, he had to put this matter aside, perhaps because his own body was rather special.

Yan Wuxie and Yu Jinting returned to the volcanic island. After experiencing such an incident, the two of them had no intention of fishing anymore, and each returned to their own Immortal Cave cultivation.

"Dangdangdang!" Half an hour before Yan Wuxie cultivation, he heard a bell. This bell is the bell of the volcanic island. When the bell rings, the disciples of the volcanic island must fly to the crater. Collection on the cloud, whether in cultivation or not.

"Brother, what happened?" Yan Wuxie walked out of own Immortal Cave and asked when he saw Yu Jinting bowing to him.

"I don't know?" Yan Wuxie shook his head.

"I'm going to the Great Halls on the top of the volcano this time. I haven't been there yet. I originally planned to go in a few days. I didn't expect to be called up now!" Yu Jinting said with a little excitement.

The Great Hall in the clouds on the top of the volcano is the core place of the entire volcanic island, where some precious resources and some precious magic arts are located.

Yan Wuxie and Yu Jinting met some senior brothers on their way up, some of whom they knew, some of whom did not. Yan Wuxie nodded slightly to them, which was regarded as a greeting.

On the top of the volcano, on the crater, there are clouds and mist, and between the clouds and mist, there are some Great Halls. To be honest, when Yan Wuxie first saw this building on the crater, he was curious, aren't these people afraid of the volcanic eruption? Does that Tang Xiaohuo feel safe living here?

Yan Wuxie had no way of knowing this. He flew into the clouds and the clouds separated automatically. After flying for a certain distance, Yan Wuxie flew out of the clouds and entered the magnificent palaces, one after another, and he could barely see them. At the end, I don’t know how many Great Halls there are.

In the middle of these buildings, there is a huge white jade square, on which Yan Wuxie falls, like a tiny dust on a huge white jade plate.

"This is the thing of the gods!" Yan Wuxie exclaimed, once again having a deep understanding of the black dragon sect.

"Da!" Yan Wuxie landed on the square and looked around, and found that everyone was very at a loss for this convening. They gathered in twos and threes, communicating with each other, speculating about the reasons.

"Huh!" Suddenly there was a woman wrapped in red clouds in the air. As soon as she appeared, the audience died of their voices, and they fell silent in an instant.

"Island owner!" everyone saluted.

That's right, Tang Xiaohuo is the owner of this volcanic island, and Yan Wuxie's immediate boss, he can be said to be half of his master.

In fact, it is said that it is a master, but it is just hanging in her name. He will not go to her if there is a problem with his cultivation. Under normal circumstances, she will not mobilize him at will.

"No gift!" Tang Xiaohuo's unique, without a trace of emotion, can't distinguish the voices of men and women at all.

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