Opening check-in: I became the villain

Ten Thousand Monsters Sacred Mountain.

The mountains that stretched for thousands of miles were suddenly shaken.

Countless monster races all flew into the sky, their eyes showing ecstasy.

"Ancestor Soaring Snake, wake up."

This mountain range is actually a Soaring Snake ten thousand years ago, but thanks to its long blood, it has been in this state of suspended animation, lingering on its last breath, the strongest in existence.

The patriarch Teng Snake didn't know how many years he had slept in, but he woke up at this moment, completely stimulated by the aura of the Monster Race Supreme.

After being confused, he turned into a figure of an old man in a black robe standing between the sky and the earth. Although he looked thin and weak, he exuded a terrifying aura.

Feeling the change of Qi mechanism between heaven and earth, he actually knelt down facing the void after a while.

"Dragon Emperor!"

The Patriarch Soaring Snake followed the Supreme Monster Race.

He couldn't understand this former Yaozu emperor all that well.

"Where is the contemporary holy son of the Yaozu, why don't you follow me quickly to see him."

A young man with white hair came flying from a distance, and stood respectfully beside the Teng Snake Patriarch, his face was handsome but had an incomparably domineering aura, and when his white hair fluttered, he looked down upon The feeling of the world.

"Are the saint sons of this generation of monster clan so outstanding? They are already the body of a flood dragon, and they are already in the realm of saints."

The Patriarch Teng Snake has been in a deep sleep for a long time, and more than one of the holy sons of the Yaozu has changed, so when he saw the white-haired boy in front of him at this moment, he couldn't help being delighted.

The young white-haired person already has the aura of a young supreme being, and is very likely to achieve the supreme position.

"Old Ancestor, what you are talking about is the Supreme Being of my Monster Clan, but it is not a rumor, has he already fallen between the heavens and the earth? Could it be that such a terrifying opportunity came from the Dragon King?"

Of course, the Holy Son of the Monster Race knows what kind of person the previous Supreme is, but that is already a legend, and it is also the goal he has been chasing and surpassing.

But right now, could it be said that this person has not completely died.

"How can such a handsome Dragon King die so easily? He once said that he would make a comeback and give birth to a second life. Now it seems that the critical moment has come."

Of course, the Patriarch Teng Snake knew what kind of plan the Monster Race Supreme was doing. After waiting for so many years, he finally waited for this day.

Originally, he thought that even if he died, he would not see this day coming. After all, no matter how long the lifespan of Soaring Snake's blood was, it would be difficult to support such consumption.

Although the demon son said he was smiling, his heart was extremely depressed and angry.

He has been a holy son for decades, and his status has become more and more stable. Now he has achieved the body of a flood dragon and has been recognized by most of the monster races. Maybe it only takes a few more decades to become a holy son. The co-lord of the monster clan, achieve your own legend.

But now suddenly appeared, the Dragon King who should have fallen long ago.

But no matter how unwilling you are, you can't show it.

The one in front of him can kill him in one breath.

Except for the Holy Son of the Yaozu, the rest of the Yaozu were extremely mad when they heard the news. The return of the Yaozu Supreme, this world should also change its master. Since the battle thousands of years ago, the Yaozu has been ruled Forced to stay in a remote and bitter cold place.

But once the Lord Dragon King really reappears, everything will change, and those hateful human races can become their rations again.

"That's true, that's great, I don't know how many years I haven't tasted the blood of a human saint."

In the Temple of Ten Thousand Monsters, an extremely powerful saint peaked ferociously, swallowing the blood in the cup.

In addition, there are many Yaozu powerhouses who are cheering and responding.

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Of course, Zhou Zhitian didn't know what happened outside, and he didn't know how much disturbance it had caused. All he knew was that the body of the Monster Race Supreme in front of him had begun to come back. That mechanical and low-pitched words put pressure on him like never before.

Every word is like a mountain of gods pressing on his soul.

"You must persevere, otherwise, the blood of your ancestor and the original power of the human holy body will naturally be at a disadvantage. It's not that they are inferior to the Monster Race Supreme, but because your willpower is not enough."

Xunxian has confirmed that he and Zhou Zhitian are grasshoppers on the same rope, and he can't help at the moment, but he still speaks from the sidelines.

Both he and Zhou Haotian can only barely protect themselves, and it is already rare not to be overwhelmed by such an aura, and he may be able to resist a little more easily, after all, he was once a strong man of the same realm, but Zhou Haotian can only suffer. persistence.

However, what surprised Xunxian was that Zhou Haotian persisted for so long. In fact, even if he was overwhelmed to the ground, it would not be a shame.

Zhou Zhitian didn't speak, but closed his eyes, and began to visualize Kunlun Mountain in his mind.

Faced with such oppression, such a strong man, the only thing he can do is this. The Kunlun Mountain was once guarded, and the human race left a strong mark in the ancient times. This is the sacred mountain of the human race , has endless mighty power, even the Supreme cannot destroy it.

He could only visualize a phantom, but he was recognized by Kunlun Mountain after all.

But even this phantom is completely enough.

In addition, a dark golden lotus flower floated from the center of the eyebrows. Before competing for the control of the three lotus flowers, as long as he can get this fruit of the avenue, then everything will end here, because he clearly understands , the body of this demon clan supreme has long been decayed, unable to exude such mighty power.

Now the sudden corpse fraud is most likely due to the existence of this avenue fruit. Once he has control, and the position of host and guest is reversed at that time, he is really not very afraid of this corpse.

The moment the golden lotus appeared, the Supreme Corpse froze for a moment, seemingly unbelievable, then felt the crisis, stretched out his hand and grabbed it slowly, but it was already dead after all.

At this moment, there was a movement, and countless cracks appeared in the void, and one chain after another spread out of it.

These chains are very similar to the shackles of the Dao in Zhou Zhitian's body, but they are slightly different. After careful inspection, it seems that the shackles of the Dao from within the holy body of the human race are more powerful.

These chains have started winding around the body of the Supreme.

Xunxian suddenly screamed sharply.

"He has already become a fire, and now he is recovering. Once he succeeds, we will all die. These are the laws of life and death from the heavens. It is not easy for him to break this boundary. Hurry up and pick the fruits."

Unexpectedly, it was such a coincidence. Originally, they thought that the Monster Race Supreme had not accumulated enough to break through this boundary.

Zhou Zhitian kept meditating on the Immemorial Divine Mountain, and at the same time, it was also functioning, and the emptiness in his body was immortal.

The special power of emptiness in the body and the ancient laws contained in the blood of the human race began to revive and roar.

Two figures appeared behind them, as if they represented all the glory of the human race, extremely majestic.