I, Who Created The Fantasy World, Became The Supreme Villain

025: Can’t you beg for mercy? God of War! 【Ask for collection, ask for flowers for evaluation ticket】

“Zhou Xingshi!”

Several other Taoist guardians immediately recognized the identity of the other party. They were the star envoys of the God of War Hall, the real kings and powerhouses. This time, they were hiding in the dark, and they should be evaluating several gods.

but now…

The right leg was penetrated, exactly the same as the injury on Xing Lao’s forehead.

Several guardians looked at the handsome figure of the jade tree facing the wind, their bodies were cold, they only felt that the other party was like a monster who chose someone to devour, and there was an indescribable sense of fear in their hearts.

“How is that possible? There are people like you in this world.”

Zhou Xing’s body trembled slightly, and his gaze towards Ji Wuxuan was full of fear and complexity.

As a star envoy of the God of War Hall, he is responsible for screening and assessing the position of the Son of God.

In his perception, Ji Wuxuan’s bone age is younger than the surrounding candidates for the Son of God.

But the cultivation base!

It actually reached the realm of the seal.

Moreover, it is not an ordinary conferring general realm.

Instead, it can easily kill his existence as a late king.

“Star Messenger, right?”

Ji Wuxuan thought for a moment, but did not continue to move the killer.

The Temple of the God of War is in Ji Wuxuan’s original book, but it keeps a big secret.

Besides, the Temple of the God of War has no grievances with him, and has taken care of Qin Xuan, the little girl, for so long. It would be a bit inhumane to destroy it directly.

In addition, Ji Wuxuan is also somewhat interested in the ancestral land owned by the Temple of War God.

Ji Wuxuan, as a top author of the Great God, is naturally a basic skill to dig holes at any time to attract readers, and when the protagonist completes the last breakthrough to light up the fire of God.

He once wrote that in the ancestral land of the God of War Hall, there was a voice, ethereal and vicissitudes, spread far and wide, and finally slowly converged into one sentence – the time has come.

As for when? What is that figure?

Ji Wuxuan didn’t know either, he just dug a hole.

It may be filled in immediately, give the protagonist some common sense of the ancient star road, and then give him a chance mission on the ancient star road, and maybe some kind of peerless powerhouse, taking all living beings as chess, when the protagonist encounters danger in the future , come forward to protect him or something.

But the eunuch, Ji Wuxuan, naturally left it out.

Now that this pit has evolved into a reality, Ji Wuxuan is also a little curious.

“Today, for Xiaoxuan’s sake, I won’t kill you. Go back and tell Hall Master Mo a message. I, Ji Wuxuan, will visit Zhongzhou on another day and visit the Hall of God of War, but I hope I can visit the ancestral land!”

“you!”

The legend of the ancestral land of the God of War Temple is the place where the God of War is buried. It is extremely mysterious and cannot be profaned. Often only the past dynasties of the God of War Palace can enter.

But now, the other party is delusional to encroach on that place.

Zhou Xingshi instinctively wanted to get angry, but Ji Wuxuan’s age and cultivation base were so amazing that he was terrified. Looking at the blood hole in his thigh, he didn’t dare to say harsh words directly, but gave Ji Wuxuan a deep look, He spoke slowly, word by word.

“Ji Wuxuan, right? I’ll remember it. I’ll tell the hall master truthfully and look forward to your visit.”

Ji Wuxuan didn’t know whether Zhou Xingshi was sincere in his words, and he didn’t care, because after a while, he would let the other party feel his sincerity.

Ji Wuxuan turned to look aside.

“Young Master, hurry up!”

When a Taoist guardian saw Ji Wuxuan looking at him, he was instantly horrified, and his life felt like he was out of his own thoughts and out of his control, and hurriedly shouted at his young master, Ouyang Zhe.

“puff!”

Ji Wuxuan swiped his finger lightly towards the void, and an invisible sword energy pierced through the opponent’s body, ending his life.

“you!”

Ouyang Zhe stared at Ji Wuxuan with a look of panic and panic. He didn’t even have the arrogance of the arrogance that he used to talk about in the past, and he couldn’t even say a complete sentence.

“Can’t you beg for mercy?”

Ji Wuxuan felt a tinge of contempt in his heart, and at the same time he couldn’t help but feel tired.

On weekdays, when dealing with this kind of garbage, why did he need to take his own shot?

As long as one thought of everything falls, I don’t know how many strong people will rush to clean up the garbage for him,

Just a pity!

When Ji Wuxuan created this continent, he made a special setting for the ancient continent for the sake of the logic and rigor of the storyline.

It is said that the ancient continent was sealed by the master of the previous generation of Emperor’s Armament Book 100,000 years ago.

so.

Ji Wuxuan looked up at the sky.

Where he looked, a fiery red sun hung above the nine heavens, exuding endless power of True Yang.

but…

What Ji Wuxuan noticed was not the sun, but a spot of light around the sun.

Even if ordinary people see this spot of light, it will only be regarded as some kind of spectacle, and they will not pay attention at all.

but!

Ji Wuxuan understood, however, that it was not a spectacle, but the legendary god-king realm powerhouse who could shatter stars with a single thought. He was the old slave who followed him on this trip, and the ancestor of the Taiyan Holy Land who ascended 100,000 years ago. Master.

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