I’m Really a Villain

"Monk?" Xu Zimo said with a smile: "If you don't burn incense and worship Buddha in the temple, what are you doing in this colorful world?"

"Monk, I am a flower monk myself, so there is nothing wrong with it," said Huijue monk with a smile.

"Little brother, you should take care of the matter in front of you first."

Xu Zimo looked up at Yue Shan, and said with a smile: "You hit the young one, come the old one?"

"I won't make things difficult for you either. Master Huijue and I will each make a move. If you catch it and survive, I will let you go," Yue Shan said flatly.

"Little brother, I just wanted to join in the fun, and I just wanted to see how the younger generation is doing, no malicious intentions," Monk Huijue explained with a smile.

"Your Changhe Immortal Sect is really not very good, thanks to the fact that I saved one of your core elders before," Xu Zimo said shaking his head.

"By the way, just to remind you, you should try your best, or I'm afraid I'll kill you."

"Crazy enough," Yue Shan snorted coldly.

At this moment, he saw the power of the divine veins around him surging down.

His whole body is like a high mountain, looking up at him endlessly.

Xu Zimo could see that the other party seemed to have just broken through the Divine Vein Realm, and now he was in the first level of the Divine Vein Realm.

However, because the foundation of the other party's practice seems to be very deep, so the foundation is considered solid now.

He landed a palm, which looked like an ordinary palm.

But in Xu Zimo's eyes, this palm no longer seemed to be a hand, but a complete mountain.

The power of the mountain is unmatched, stalwart and firm.

Moving thousands of mountains, all mountains and rivers have spirits.

The spirit is immortal, the mountains are high and heavy, and the old sunset.

With this palm falling, the Ba Ying in Xu Zimo's hand also came out of its sheath.

The astonishing sword intent burst out from the scimitar. The sword intent was rising and concentrating, and the scimitar was like a sea, converging into a torrent in the sky.

"This is it," Monk Huijue looked at the momentum in surprise.

I saw Xu Zimo slowly waving the long knife in his hand. At this moment, when the knife fell, the entire space also collapsed.

I look at the scimitar with its sharp edge exposed, and I expect it to be like this when I look at the scimitar.

At this moment, the scimitar "rumbled" and charged into the sky with a supremely powerful sword intent.

The high mountain suppressed by the palm of Yueshan collapsed in an instant, only a "boom" was heard.

The mountain was broken, and it seemed that it was not the mountain that was broken, but his hand.

It seems that there is only that knife left in the world, and everything seems to be a mirror between mountains and rivers in front of the knife light.

Yue Shan stared blankly at his right hand, it was dripping with blood and covered with dense knife marks, the whole hand was almost useless.

When he used spiritual energy to heal the knife wound, he discovered that there was still a knife intent in it that was constantly destroying his palm.

"Who do you look down on?" Xu Zimo looked at Yue Shan and said lightly.

"You are at the Divine Pulse Realm," Yue Shan asked, looking at Xu Zimo solemnly.

"You are not worthy, it's not bad to let the ancestor of your Changhe Xianzong come," Xu Zimo said lightly.

Then he looked at Monk Huijue and asked, "Great Monk, do you want to come?"

"Since what is said, the monks don't lie, so naturally we have to try it," Monk Huijue said with a wry smile.

"I knew it was no good to join in the fun. Sure enough, what the Buddha said was right. There are no troubles in the world, and all the joys and sorrows are self-inflicted."

"The great monk is lamenting his life again," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"Be careful," Yue Shan reminded from the side.

Immediately, Monk Huijue shook his head and sighed, clasped his hands together, and looked straight ahead solemnly.

"I am the Buddha, I am suffering and happiness."

The solemn words spit out from Monk Huijue's mouth, and then his figure began to change.

It turned into the appearance of a Buddha.

The Buddha seemed to have various attitudes, always smiling and frowning.

"Will the benefactor put down the butcher's knife?" The Buddha statue asked in a strange tone.

"The great monk is fooling people again," Xu Zimo smiled, and the scimitar in his hand was full of intent, and he killed him again.

"All living beings are in a sea of ​​suffering," monk Huijue recited softly, as if singing.

I saw that the entire sky was covered, and a black sea of ​​bitterness spread from one end of the sky.

In this sea of ​​suffering, all living beings are reflected.

Thousands of people, thousands of appearances.

The sea of ​​bitterness surrounded Xu Zimo, and then darkness struck.

Some were bitter, some were laughing, some were angry, some were mourning, and all of them crazily killed Xu Zimo.

Xu Zimo swung his knife, Ba Ying passed through these people's bodies.

Only then did he realize that the scene in front of him was all a mind-soul attack, not a real one.

"In this world, I have never encountered a soul attack that can break my nine-week palace body."

Xu Zimo chuckled lightly.

When these people all came towards Xu Zimo, they saw the howling wolf from the first grid in the nine grids stepping forward.

Carrying the aura of ancient times, he fiercely blocked the front, and everyone who came in would be devoured and torn to pieces.

Seeing this scene, Master Huijue's eyes froze, Buddha's eyes glared, and he turned mountains and seas.

In this sea of ​​suffering of all beings, Master Huijue softly chanted Buddhist scriptures and then sternly shouted.

"All sentient beings become Buddhas."

I saw these crazy people rushing towards Xu Zimo suddenly stopped, and all stood where they were, with peaceful faces.

With palms together, the whole body is full of golden light, and all of them have turned into Buddhas.

When all these people turned into Buddha statues, I saw how much their speed, strength, and attack power had all increased.

The densely packed Buddha statues rushed towards them like a torrent.

Howling Sun Wolf gradually became exhausted, and finally, the first Buddha statue broke through the defense of the first grid of the Jiugong grid.

The door of the second grid of Jiugongge was opened, and there was still a divine beast guarding it.

At first glance, this mythical beast looks like a big roc. Its whole body is golden, and its wings can reach a distance of thousands of miles.

The second grid is the water area, and the roc is flying high above the water.

But if you look carefully, you will find that it is the Kunpeng that feeds on dragons.

Dive into the blue sea, swim in the current, sink your gills in the Bohai Sea, and drop your tail under the wind and waves

Brushing the feathers, drinking and pecking, the wings are between the sky and the earth, and the neck is like the bank of the river and sea.

The feathers hang down to the sky, the wind is 90,000, the scales are shaken across the sea, and the water is 3,000.

When the golden-winged Kunpeng appeared in the sea, its body was so huge that it was almost unimaginable.

The claws flitted across the sea, and there was a "rumbling" explosion, and the entire sea was like a tornado.

After the Buddha statues came here, they all went into the water and prepared to cross the river to break through this layer.

Only Kunpeng screamed, he passed through the endless void, and the sea was roaring and boiling.

A pair of wings fell, and the sharp Lin Yu fell to the sky and the earth, and hundreds of Buddha statues were all destroyed.

"What is this palace of spirit and soul?" Monk Huijue shouted in horror.

Before he could react, the golden-winged Kunpeng turned into a beam of light and killed him.