Strongest Villain System

A figure stepped out from the misty door, causing the air to rumble. A pitch-black mystery of death was present in the depths of the sky.    

It was desolate, deathly still, and desolate. It was filled with a sense of desolation and desolation, as if it had descended from a divine residence at the end of the primordial era and was patrolling over all living things.    

This was a thirty meter tall lacquer Black Skull, each skeleton was like a Primal Chaos Steel, filled with an ice-cold sense of death. The strange symbols engraved on each skeleton were like natural patterns of the Great Dao, giving off an extremely strange feeling.    

In the bone palm was a black spear full of cracks, and it was rotting. It stood in the air as if it was the embodiment of death itself.    

Kay Owett Douglas!    

Long years ago, it was a divine residence that held the power of death.    

In that war that was no longer remembered by the living, this ancient manor, the reaper that was born in the first place, had also fallen into an unknown and strange embrace.    

He had become a degenerate shrine!    

The peak of the 17th step Fallen God's Manor was also a terrifying existence that wielded the power of death. Even though it was deep in the Soul River, it was still one of the strongest.    

"Kai Owitt Daoless, Li Tian Fallen God Residence. Don't mention how you have become a skeleton, even if you have turned into ashes, I would still recognize you."    

"Old man Qianlong, be careful. What he has in his hand is the Spear of Doom. His ability is no small matter."    

"To be able to destroy your karmic luck, you must not hold on any longer. Call me big brother, I will help you out immediately."    

"Please don't hold on!"    

Old Shameless Wang Da warned. He looked like he was joking, but his heart was sweating for Qian Long.    

Lance of Doom!    

It was incomparably strange. It was made from unknown and terrifying materials, and it was simply a natural enemy created with karmic luck.    

If a Dao Severing expert were to be stabbed, it would definitely be terrifying.    

It was a price worse than death itself. No one wanted to be pierced by the Lance of Doom …    

"This emperor's master can kill him with one finger!"    

Above the sky, a thousand dragons wearing a white robe with cloud patterns were standing with their hands behind their backs. Their expressions were very indifferent, and their words were filled with an incomparable contempt. They did not pay any attention to Kai Er at all.    

Even if it used to be Shrine of Heaven And Earth, now it has become a great terror of the Soul River and holds the spear of doom.    

Previously, Qian Long was still a little worried, but now that he had actually seen Kai Er's real body, that trace of worry was already gone.    

Only from the absolute strength, brought about by the transcendent self-confidence, as well as a little bit of swelling.    

The strongest Lord of The Void, the only king in all of history!    

How could he not be arrogant?    

It was because he had enough confidence and arrogance...    

It was like a great river that spread across the Great Qin Nation, dominating the heavens!    

He should have been arrogant!    

"Arrogant, truly arrogant Qin man. Even before his death, he still dares to be so arrogant!"    

"Qin people, do you want to die?"    

"To dare to behave so atrociously in the Soul River, you are truly presumptuous. If it wasn't for the fact that the time for us to be born was not right, we would definitely have all been killed."    

"Man of Qin, the cause and effect of today will be settled in the future. You won't be able to act wildly for more than a few days."    

From the depths of the Fog Door behind the black skeleton, three voices filled with an incomparably heavy aura of death sounded out. They were filled with an incomparably powerful and oppressive will, giving off an extreme sense of oppression and death.    

The eerie mist in the air roiled about, reflecting the terrifying silhouettes of numerous faces. It was as though an ancient apocalypse was descending, wanting to annihilate everything in this world.    

The terrifying power that came from the Soul River and the aura that each of these powers gave off was enough to shatter the world itself. They were all at the half-step to Heavenly Dao or even at the Heavenly Dao Realm.    

This was an unwritten rule of the chaosworld!    

There was an absolute ban on those in the Heaven's Path Stage. No one dared to break this rule.    

Even the most terrifying thing under the Soul River.    

"No need for nonsense!" "If you don't accept it, let's fight!"    

His voice was like a thunderclap from the depths of the ninth heaven, and his eyes shot out two divine light s like cold lightning. He gave off the impression of a king sitting on the peak of the clouds, brimming with an aloof and prideful aura.    

He was going all out!    

In any case, the emperor has already put on an act, so this emperor's master won't submit.    

All the experts under the heavens were witness to this. They had to be calm and unperturbed, and they had to be even more arrogant.    

The sky had caved in, and they were being supported by their junior apprentice-nephew.    

As a martial uncle, all he needed to do was to keep up his good side and act cool.    

"Qianlong, go down the Soul River!"    

"Spear of Doom!"    

The dense Power of Death of the Lacquer Black Skull erupted, the ancient strange runes on each of the bones flickered, forming a terrifying mist that swept across, following the bone palms all the way to the Lance of Doom.    

In the next instant, the Lance of Doom pierced through the void, containing a mystifying aura of death within it as it bore into the body of the Thousand Dragons.    

The world was deathly still, and not a sound could be heard. Only the powerful oppressive feeling brought about by the Spear of Doom could be felt.    

"You dare to use such bad luck in front of this emperor's master? Who gave you the courage, and who gave you the confidence?"    

"When I am in the top three ranks of the Daolords of Primordial Chaos … do you really think that I, Thousand Dragons, am made of paper?"    

"Misfortune, weakness, curses, everything that doesn't make sense is called 'Weakness Side'. Even the Cultivation Side with the strongest Seven Major Sides wouldn't dare to provoke it."    

"Today, I shall show you the true strength of my Thousand Dragons. To be able to annihilate such a powerful force is also an honor for you."    

The Spear of Misfortune soared through the skies, getting closer and closer to the Thousand Dragon. However, the Thousand Dragon did not seem to be aware of it as it still stood with its hands behind its back, facing the endless pressure and death. The Thousand Dragon was calm and steady, not flustered at all.    

Boom!    

The Lance of Doom pierced through the body of the thousand dragons, piercing through them in an instant ….    

"Hahaha!"    

"Go on! Go on! Go on!"    

"Imperial Advisor Qian Long, the teacher of the First Emperor. He's nothing more than a piece of trash."    

"You really don't have much skill, but you sure can pretend to be good."    

"Great Qin Emperor, this is the result of provoking our Soul River. Serves you right to die!"    

Lacquer Black Skull Kai laughed unrestrainedly, the Soul Fire Seed in his eye sockets erupted, instantly burning the skull. It was as if he felt joy from the depths of his soul.    

Emperor Shishi Qianlong was nothing more than a piece of trash who only knew how to put on a show.    

The result of provoking the soul river!    

From now on, they would see that the Qin family still dared to be domineering, but the Qin people still dared to be arrogant.    

"Ha!" Was it really that funny? Who exactly is the pretentious Cybertron. "    

"Why don't you look behind you?"    

Gu Huang stood with his hands behind his back and a calm and unparalleled smile at the corner of his mouth, giving off an unfathomable feeling.    

What a joke, the strongest is Lord of The Void, the only King of the Void can be killed by you in one move.    

Then, were the thirteen Lord of The Void's reputations after so many years just made of paper?    

Acting tough wasn't something that anyone could pretend to be.    

What … "What..."    

"Void Flames!"    

When the Lacquer Black Skull heard this, he felt that the Soul Fire Seed was ice-cold. He unconsciously turned his skull and saw that a thousand dragons were standing behind him, unharmed. He wanted to escape in panic, but it was too late.    

He extended his palm horizontally, and a wisp of bright silver light, which was surrounded by the flames of countless Ancient Seal, bloomed out, instantly sweeping towards the black skeleton …    

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