I’m Really a Villain

"Let's go," Xu Zimo glanced at Hao Chen, and still walked towards the gate of space first.

The others also had no choice but to walk into the space door together.

Xu Zimo found that after entering the space gate, the space he was in began to be split, and he and others were sent to different spaces.

In less than a minute, after his body stabilized, the scene in front of him became clear.

This is not a vast space, surrounded by bloody aura, basically can't see anything clearly.

There was still a stone tablet beside him.

"Kill the heart!"

There are two words on the top of the stone tablet, and a line of small characters written on the bottom.

"The big dream is three thousand years old, and I want to kill the seven emotions."

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At this moment, when Xu Zimo passed the stone tablet, he saw the boundless blood-colored aura enveloping him completely like an ocean.

Xu Zimo felt a little groggy in his mind, and he knew it was caused by these red auras.

But this is related to the second hurdle, and also related to whether he can see Bai Changfeng's inheritance, so he did not refuse.

Anyway, there is Baimeng guarding the way in the dark, even if the god of death is reborn, it is nothing.

When Xu Zimo fell asleep with these spiritual ocean packages, he only felt that he had a dream.

Or in other words, experienced countless layers of dreams.

In the dream, he is a swordsman who seeks the way wholeheartedly, with a three-foot green peak, and he has gone to this river and lake for a while.

With the sword as a companion all his life, he vowed to break through a higher realm and reach the other side of the way of the sword.

It's a pity that because of his insistence on going his own way, he missed the confidante who was always with him until the moment when his life came to an end.

He looked at the sword in his hand before he realized that he had missed too many people in his life.

In the dream, he was an ordinary person, with no disasters or difficulties in his life, nor any grandeur, just like this, he married a wife and had children.

He raised his son through all kinds of hardships, and then his life span came to an end.

In the dream, he was a good-for-nothing boy who was insulted and disliked by everyone, even in the gloomy moments of his life.

It was the appearance of a man who accepted him as an apprentice, taught him martial arts, and the principles of life, and brought him to the top step by step.

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Xu Zimo has experienced countless dreams, and these dreams are also extremely real.

It is often said that life is like a play, it seems that this is not a dream, but something he has really experienced in his life.

Every dream is unforgettable, and every dream can be clearly reflected in the head.

He experienced countless layers of dreams, the moment Xu Zimo woke up.

Although less than an hour has passed in the outside world, in the dream it has already been a big dream for three thousand years.

The moment I opened my eyes, there seemed to be a vicissitudes of life, and things changed.

"What a magical experience," Xu Zimo chuckled.

This Bai Changfeng did have some tricks, or in other words, he also put a lot of effort into arranging this place of inheritance.

Xu Zimo suddenly felt that no one in this world is simple, and this dream technique alone can temper one's own Dao heart, which is rare in the world.

Even a power like the True Martial Sacred Sect cannot produce this kind of pulse technique.

Xu Zimo was thinking, when suddenly a sound of footsteps sounded from the side.

He looked up and saw a woman in red makeup walking slowly towards him.

"Shuangyan," Xu Zimo subconsciously called out.

But he realized in an instant that the other party was just someone he had met in a dream.

In that life, he was a swordsman, and the other party was his confidante.

It was clearly a dream, but it was a very real memory.

Immediately afterwards, more and more people appeared in this space, and each of them was an important person he met in each different dream.

"Kill them all, and you can pass the second test."

These people are powerless, like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, waiting for Xu Zimo.

At this moment, Xu Zimo suddenly understood why this level was called killing heart.

With a dream of three thousand years, I want to kill all my emotions.

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Without the seven emotions and six desires, without knowing joy, anger, worry, thought, sadness, fear, and shock, what is a human being?

If you don't kill these people, you won't be able to pass the second test.

Xu Zimo sat cross-legged and began to strengthen his Dao heart, not to be affected by any outside voices.

This test is the heart of Taoism.

Since everything is just a dream, why can't I stay out of it and stick to my Dao heart.

Life is like a dream, the sound of wind and rain at night, how many flowers fall.

In my life, the things I have done, and the people I have met, I can't change it, so why should I struggle again.

Dao Xin should go forward indomitable, keep the clouds open to see the red sun, clear the clouds and mists to see the moon.

At this moment, Xu Zimo felt that his Dao heart seemed to have improved several levels.

He slowly opened his eyes, saw everyone in front of him, raised his hand slightly, and said softly, "Let's go away."

At this moment, the entire space began to surge, and everyone's figures disappeared.

In the place of the stele, another door of space appeared.

After Xu Zimo walked out, he realized that he was in a huge arena.

The arena is vast and boundless, and there is no limit to it. In the distance, there are some arc-shaped objects like horns that surround the arena.

There is no one here, Xu Zimo is a little puzzled.

At this moment, a door of space opened not far away, and the figure of a casual cultivator walked out of it.

"Ru'er, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have killed you.

But I also have to! "The casual cultivator yelled in pain.

"Don't worry, I'll go down to accompany you."

After he finished speaking, he chose to self-destruct directly in mid-air.

With a "boom", accompanied by the sound of an explosion, Xu Zimo was left alone in this space.

Before Xu Zimo could react, several space portals were opened.

Several figures came out of it, including Haochen, the son of the Haohan Immortal Sect, and Luo Shengqing, the saint of the Changhe Immortal Sect.

"Brother Xu is one step faster than me," Hao Chen said with a smile as he stepped forward.

Although he was smiling, the complexion on his face did not look good.

"Are you okay?" Xu Zimo asked.

"Has Brother Xu ever loved someone?" Hao Chen suddenly raised his head and asked.

"Are you asleep?" Xu Zimo asked.

"I shouldn't have come here," Hao Chen was silent for a while, and finally nodded.

"After this time is over, I will go back to the sect for retreat. Before I come out, I will swear that I will die."

"I can't help you with this kind of thing, I can only tell you a word, don't worry about it, try to accept it.

Accept what has happened," Xu Zimo said.

As time passed, more and more people gathered in this arena.

Some people chose to commit suicide after coming out, and the mood of most people is self-evident.