I am a True Villain Chapter 1252: The decadent immortal ancestor, talk about cutting the sky, the ultimate battle

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"What test?" Xu Zimo asked with a frown.

"The qualifications to see the ancestors, this is the order of the ancestors, you can directly ask the ancestors," one of the elders said.

He waved by, Xu Zimo looked up, and saw the spiritual energy storm converging on the sky.

A cloud ladder is built in the void.

From low to high, all the way to the front of the void on the void.

Under everyone's gaze, Xu Zimo, dressed in a black robe, slowly stepped onto the blue sky ladder.

After the figure plunged into the void gate, all the blue cloud ladders were shattered, and the void disappeared.

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"I hope I die in the wine room, and I don't want to bow in front of the horses and horses." Inside the void gate, there is a sea of ​​flowers, and the man in white shirt is holding a jar of wine and shuttles between the flowers.

He looks young, his long hair falls from his temples, his brows are fine, and he has a nice face.

"Are you the one who killed the Immortal Emperor?" The white-shirted man looked at Xu Zimo, took a sip of wine, and asked.

"Yes," Xu Zimo nodded, then took a deep breath and said.

"The flowers are very fragrant, but they still can't conceal the decadent breath of your body."

"Yes, the flowers are very fragrant, where is the real immortality in the world," the white shirt man sighed.

Said: "This is my 30,000th body, and now even divine soul is beginning to decay."

"You have lived long enough," Xu Zimo said.

"From the Middle Ages to the present, how many people can there be in this world?" The white shirt man laughed.

"But I'm still not satisfied."

"What are you looking for me for?" Xu Zimo asked with a frown.

"Just for the death of the Immortal Emperor?"

The man in the white shirt did not speak. He walked on the path among the flowers all the time.

Xu Zimo also followed him, wherever the two passed by, a hundred flowers bloomed, vying for freshness.

Among the flowers, there are all kinds of colorful butterfly-like creatures dancing.

The two finally came to a wooden house.

I saw the man in white shirt pointed at the sky, and a round of sun appeared in the sky.

The sun shines and the afterglows fall, it is exceptionally brilliant and beautiful.

"Is it beautiful?" The white shirt man laughed.

"How long have you not seen this kind of scene in this ghost **** domain?"

Because there is no sun in the Ghost God Realm, outside the afterglow of the slanting sun above the King City, there is no light all year round.

So, even the dusk scene is a luxury for countless people.

"What do you want to say?" Xu Zimo stopped and asked.

"I'm dying," the white shirt man said.

"Without me, it would be even more difficult for Immortal Clan to return to the Celestial Territory."

Speaking of this, the white shirt man paused for a while, and then said: "So before I die, I must lead Immortal Clan to the top.

Wang Family was originally the goal of our support, to support them to become the first force in the ghosts and gods.

He accumulated strength and went to the Celestial Territory again. "

"And then?" Xu Zimo asked.

"The mud couldn't support the wall. Later I found that Wang Family was not qualified to be our target, so I gave up.

Only the Immortal Emperor is still supporting Wang Family, hoping to be effective," the white shirt man explained again.

"Whether you kill the Immortal Emperor or destroy Wang Family, it is not the most important thing.

I saw you because I saw investment potential in you. "

Xu Zimo originally wanted to refuse subconsciously, but he remembered what the old man of Lao Junguan said.

His enemy is the entire Heaven and Earth. In the final battle, all forces must be gathered and all available people must be used.

"How to invest?" Xu Zimo asked.

"Join our immortal Clan, and we will revitalize this group together," the white shirt man laughed.

While he was talking, he coughed a few times, no blood was seen, but his face instantly grew older.

"Join you?" Xu Zimo smiled and shook his head, and replied.

"No, I have a better suggestion, would you like to listen?"

"Tell me," the white-shirted man said, sitting on the stone bench in front of the wooden house and asked curiously.

"I will lead you Immortal Clan from the Ghost God Realm to the Celestial Realm, and you will obey my instructions in the future," Xu Zimo said.

"This joke is quite funny," the white-shirted man shook his head and laughed.

"Is it funny?" Xu Zimo snapped his fingers.

Baimeng and Seven Faces Demon General include Red Blade ox demon, and three Great saints came out of Divine State Continent.

The majestic Great saint majesty wipes the entire void.

The three of them seemed to come from ancient times, and the thick and powerful aura suppressed the entire void.

The white-shirted man was surprised and instantly stood up from the stone bench.

"If you take what I say as a joke, then treat it as if I didn't say anything," Xu Zimo replied.

"Who are you?

The top ten family, or the holy court, look at their demon qi, is it from the evil domain? "The white shirt man guessed.

"Neither, I'm returning from an old friend, I don't belong to this world," Xu Zimo replied.

"Three Great saint followers, with your abilities, how can you see our immortal Clan," the white shirt man asked.

It is true~IndoMTL.com~ Their immortal Clan is not bad. There are dozens of them, and he himself is also a Great saint.

But compared with Xu Zimo, it's still a bit far behind.

The Great and Great saint, these are two existences that can never be compared.

"I need more strength, these are not enough," Xu Zimo said.

"Maybe they are not strong enough now, but there is still time for them to become strong."

"What do you want to do?" the white shirt man asked.

"Fighting the sky, the ultimate battle," Xu Zimo replied word by word.

The white-shirted man was stunned for a moment. He subconsciously felt that Xu Zimo was joking.

But looking at his gaze, he couldn't laugh at all.

This man is a madman, a madman who hides his head and his tail.

Don't talk about Great saint, even if it is a stronger Dao Fruit powerhouse, I dare not say the ultimate battle.

Seven cuts to the sky in history, but never succeeded once.

How many shining through the ages, big people with a reputation for thousands of years have died on that road.

"Maybe you think it's absurd, but no one would believe it," Xu Zimo laughed.

"But, that's what I said, do you want to follow the immortal Clan."

"I can cut the sky with you. I am a dying person. There is nothing to fear.

But I can't make fun of the fate of the entire race," the white-shirted man shook his head and said.

"Think about it, if we win, you can get everything you dream of," Xu Zimo said.

"It is impossible to win," the white shirt man kept shaking his head.

"The practice book is a way to change one's fate," Xu Zimo said.

However, he was interrupted by the white shirt man before he could finish his sentence.

"These are two different things. What I am changing is my own life, but it is not about changing the sky.

The two are not comparable. "