I am a True Villain Chapter 1355: Doomsday storm, how difficult is it to create the world

"I'm really a villain ()"!

This knife smashed through the sky, and there seemed to be a moat across Heaven and Earth.

He Feiyang's rushing figure didn't touch the intent of the knife, and he had already let Yu Bo rush out.

Back ten steps in a row, before the figure stopped.

"You are obviously the emperor, why do you have the power of law?" He Feiyang squinted slightly and asked solemnly.

"I said, what I want, no one can stop," Xu Zimo said.

He Feiyang snorted coldly, seemingly dissatisfied with Xu Zimo's arrogant words.

"No one can grab anything I don't give away from me."

I saw He Feiyang standing in the void, standing alone, looking down on everything.

The aura of purple clouds around him kept moving closer to him, and the aura around him became stronger and stronger.

In a twinkling of an eye, Shengwei has already spread out.

The majestic power is raging across the sky, and the hurricane is roaring.

"What about now?" He Feiyang snorted coldly.

"Look next to you," Xu Zimo said with a chuckle.

He Feiyang turned his head, and suddenly his face changed drastically, because he was still standing next to Mingxue Ghost Flower.

This man is Baimeng.

He Feiyang was frightened that he didn't know when the other party stood there.

Staring at Baimeng, He Feiyang spoke for a long time and said: "Holy King?"

Baimeng smiled without saying a word, enveloped the demon qi with his right hand, slowly grabbing at that fateful ghost flower.

"Who are you on earth?" He Feiyang asked quickly.

He was also a little confused in his heart.

"I'm just sitting under my Lord, a little demon general," Baimeng shook his head.

As if his name is not worth mentioning.

"What are you kidding? He is a great emperor, He De He Neng," He Feiyang obviously didn't believe it.

"This world is beyond your imagination," Baimeng shook his head slightly.

"Pretend to be a god," He Feiyang said in a cold voice: "No matter who you are, you can't take away the fate and ghost."

"It doesn't count what you said," Baimeng shook his head.

His right hand has been grasped on the Fate Soul Ghost Face Flower, which has already produced spirits.

It was very resistant to Baimeng, and on the petals, there was a powerful force spreading, constantly breaking free from the big hands of Baimeng.

"Looking for death," He Feiyang shouted.

The Zixia aura in his body permeated thousands of miles, raising cultivation base to the level of sanctification a long time ago in a short time.

"I heard that your ancestors once wanted to destroy the world and created a trick. I don't know how much you learned?" Xu Zimo laughed from the side.

He Feiyang is a descendant of Fengshen Tianwu. Tianwu almost destroyed the world and was eventually killed.

Several ages have passed since the reason for this, and I am afraid that no one knows.

"You'll know if you try," He Feiyang said lightly without getting angry.

He closed his eyes slightly, brewing a little.

A breeze flashed in his eyes.

"The wind is everywhere, it can blow by, or sweep Heaven and Earth."

He Feiyang said solemnly.

He seems to be praying, and the wind is all around him.

From a gust of breeze, it became violent, overwhelming the sky, and the sky was dark, and Heaven and Earth would be raging in it.

"Doomsday Storm."

The wind between Heaven and Earth has changed. It is no longer ordinary wind, but wisps of pitch black, like a deadly hurricane before the end of the day.

The wind is everywhere, it blows from Xu Zimo's face, like a knife, it hurts.

The winds in Heaven and Earth all gathered towards He Fei, forming a tornado storm.

The jet-black storm blows open the sky, leaving a face riddled with holes on the earth.

"Kill," He Feiyang controlled the Doomsday Storm and directly killed Baimeng.

"A very good move, the law of the wind is comprehended to the extreme.

If you wait for the Holy King, maybe you can really touch the traces of the rules by relying on the trees of the ancestors," Baimeng applauded.

"But after all, realm is too low.

How can you fight with me if you don't cross the holy king? "

In the heyday of He Feiyang, it was only Great saint, one step away from the Holy King.

He has been preparing for so many years now, but just to cross the Holy King and have two souls of life and death.

Baimeng waved his right hand, desperate demon qi condensed into a desperate sickle.

He held a sickle in his hand, as if death had descended.

Looking at the doomsday storm that swept through, he swung his sickle down.

This seems to be just an ordinary sickle.

But when it was cut out, Heaven and Earth seemed to be faint, and the Small World was broken.

Even He Feiyang had an illusion, as if the sickle had been cut from his neck.

Even his divine soul was harvested.

The whole body was cold for only a moment, although He Feiyang knew that all this was just an illusion.

Finally, slashed through the heyday.

The Doomsday Storm was wiped out by this knife.

As if this is the real doomsday, the real destruction.

Seeing this scene, He Feiyang swallowed fiercely and remained silent for a long time.

While watching Fate Soul Grimace was pulled up by Baimeng, it was handed over to Xu Zimo.

He smiled bitterly and said: "I shouldn't provoke you at all, I'm just drawing a wolf into the room."

He previously used Fengshen inheritance as a bait to pull the demons into the game.

How did I discover that when the power is strong enough, all conspiracies are nothing more than horrors.

"When do you plan to hand over the remaining inheritance to me," Xu Zimo asked.

"You still have the face to ask me for inheritance?" He Feiyang said: "Do you think I will give it to you?"

"Why not?" Xu Zimo asked rhetorically.

"What if I can make you successful into the Holy King?"

"Are you willing to give me back the ghost face?" He Feiyang said in surprise.

"For you to become the Holy King, you don't have to be horrified," Xu Zimo laughed.

"Oh, I would like to hear the details," He Feiyang replied.

He thinks Xu Zimo is talking big, because his ability to reincarnate is a complicated matter.

If there is no such fetish help as fate and ghost, it would be impossible to achieve.

Even if he was himself, he had no hope in his heart.

"You are reincarnated and rebuilt. What is missing is the baptism of the power of law and a little bit of World Creation Force," Xu Zimo said.

World Creation Force allowed him to reshape his body, and the power of law helped him to step into the Holy King.

It can be said that both are indispensable.

"You said it is light, World Creation Force creates life, that's a thief~IndoMTL.com~ We are just looking for some gods with World Creation Force," He Feiyang said, shaking his head.

"World Creation Force, what's the difficulty," Xu Zimo slowly raised his right hand.

He Feiyang didn't care at all, but when he saw the power flowing in Xu Zimo's right hand, he suddenly widened his eyes.

Breathing hastened.

"Chuang, World Creation Force," he stammered.

Then he looked up and down Xu Zimo again and asked: "Could it be that you are the embodiment of the thief God."

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