As a villain, I really can't become stronger anymore

It's really like lightning.

Bai Yuan and the gravekeeper were originally more than ten feet apart, which was neither long nor short. Although Bai Yuan did not expect that the gravekeeper would attack as soon as he said so and his reaction was a little slow, the speed of the wind blade was really impressive. As soon as it was attacked, it was already in front of Bai Yuan in an instant.

As a magician, Bai Yuan has never seen such a fast and powerful wind blade. It is dozens of times faster than ordinary wind blades, giving this wind blade a destructive power comparable to the level of a sub-forbidden curse. , even with Bai Yuan's strength, he could barely turn around.

The next moment, there was a hissing sound, and the wind blade whistled past Bai Yuan's ear, and a few strands of silver-white hair fell from the air.

At that moment, Baiyuan's pupils shrank, and goosebumps appeared on her skin.

I thought that after absorbing the heart of an angel and even breaking through the legendary eight stars, few people in this world could match my strength. But who would have thought that just in this Twilight Temple, an old man would just come out and... Completely crushing his own strength.

At that moment, Bai Yuan really smelled the breath of death.

The charming little face turned pale instantly, but when Bai Yuan looked at the old man's position again, she suddenly found that the old man had disappeared without a trace, and the original place was deserted.

With a chill in her heart, Bai Yuan secretly cried out.

At this moment, a sharp sound of wind suddenly came from behind.

The old man's figure appeared behind Bai Yuan at some point. He picked up the rusty shovel in his hand and hit Bai Yuan on the back of the head.

The shovel was not very fast, and its falling speed could even be called slow.

However, every inch of descent carries with it a heavier aura.

The surrounding space seemed to be distorted because of this. Just where the shovel fell, traces like water gradually appeared all around, which lasted for a long time.

Bai Yuan was horrified. This old man had extraordinary strength. Although he used some unattractive little magic, these magics could burst out with earth-shattering power. If the shovel behind her back was really photographed, her whole body, not to mention her head, would be turned into minced meat in an instant.

At that moment, Bai Yuan tried to escape.

But just when this idea came to her mind, she found that her legs seemed to be completely out of control. They were rooted to the ground and remained motionless no matter how much they were urged.

Some kind of invisible pressure seemed to have formed some kind of powerful blockade on her from all directions, locking her in place.

Bai Yuan suddenly had a thought in his heart: I'm afraid I'm really going to die here now!

But at this moment, Bai Yuan only saw a figure appearing beside him among the lightning and flint.

The next moment...

Clang!

boom!

A violent roar suddenly rang out in the imperial mausoleum. The sound was like a bell exploding. In an instant, everyone's minds were buzzing, and their minds were about to turn into chaos.

It's Ron.

At this moment, Ron seemed to have completely changed into a different look. Golden dragon scales were densely growing on Ron's body, spreading to his neck. His arms were completely covered by dragon scales, and his hands turned into Golden dragon claw.

Ever since he guessed that the gravekeeper might be a puppet of fate, Ron no longer dared to look down upon the old man in rags and linen clothes.

Puppets of fate do not have the shackles that fate has added to the creatures of this world. Their strength is unimaginably strong. What's more, this old thing has lived for at least 8,000 years. If the gravekeeper has not been replaced since the birth of the Twilight Dynasty, then the length of his life is even more unimaginable. Ron did not dare to carry even a little bit of his life span of just a few thousand or nearly ten thousand years.

It is said that turtles that are thousands of years old and turtles that are thousands of years old, such as old turtles, know how terrifying it is when all their strength is unleashed. This is exactly the case, so on the way over, Ron directly activated the half-dragon transformation. , use your strongest state to face the enemy.

But even so, Ron still underestimated the tombkeeper.

The moment Ron's dragon claw collided with the shovel, Ron felt an unprecedented power suddenly penetrate his whole body through his arm. It was not a shovel at all, but more like a Dulles Mountain Range.

Who would have thought that this tombkeeper was just a mage, but he could be so terrifying in terms of power.

Ron's legs softened and he almost fell to his knees on the ground.

The surging pressure seeped into his feet, and Ron's entire body sank half way down at this moment. His calves were completely submerged into the hard ground below, and dense cracks suddenly appeared on the floor paved with boulders.

That’s not all. With a puff, the blood vessels on Ron’s arm burst, and countless blood mists dispersed from the dragon scales. Blood flowed out and fell to the ground through the gaps in the dragon scales.

There were even cracks all over the pair of dragon claws, almost breaking into pieces.

Immediately afterwards, a violent impact spread out in all directions.

The entire imperial mausoleum was instantly filled with smoke and dust, and countless chains as thick as thighs were shaking violently and rattling in the air. Many coffins nearby were clanging and shaking. The surging impact spread to the surrounding stone walls like a tsunami, immediately cutting out strange gaps. It seemed that all the surrounding stone walls had been scraped off more than one layer.

And this is just a light attack by the tombkeeper. If this guy is really allowed to attack with all his strength, what kind of damage will it cause?

This is not an existence that I can fight against now.

In an instant, Ron had such thoughts in his mind.

Ron is not the kind of fool who doesn't know what to do, and does what he knows he can't do.

"Huh? You little kid is very interesting. You can actually hold up a shovel from the old man." A slight surprise finally appeared on the wrinkled face of the tombkeeper.

As a tomb keeper... Although he is not the first generation tomb keeper, he has guarded this imperial tomb for more than 10,000 years.

Although he is a person favored by destiny, he is not immortal.

In the Dusk Temple, eight thousand years of sun and moon have exhausted his lifespan. The only thing he cares about now is to find a suitable person to pass on his legacy.

Apart from the Twilight Tribe, this was the first time he had seen such a powerful existence. The little girl before had already made the tombkeeper happy and thought it was a good candidate to inherit his legacy. But who would have thought that this boy Seems more talented. The shovel just now was just a random attack, but its destructive power should not be underestimated. Who would have thought that this person could actually resist it.

"Baby, you're not bad, are you interested in inheriting my mantle..." The gravekeeper's wrinkled old face once again showed a smile, and he asked Ron.

Are you kidding me?

I have a brain cramp, I want to inherit your mantle.

What are the benefits of being a tombkeeper?

Even if he has a life span of eight thousand years, he will only stay here with his coffin.

What is the difference between these eight thousand years of life and a prison? Ron doesn't want to waste his good years on such things.

"Dad, you really know how to joke." Ron spit out a mouthful of blood and grinned.

"Really? If you don't want to, then go and die." The tombkeeper has no intention of forcing anyone. If you are willing to agree, then he will accept you as his apprentice. If you are not willing to agree, then he will kill you. It's as simple as that. Neat and neat, no sloppiness at all.

There are so many talented people in this world, and there are really no fewer than these one or two. At worst, if you go out and look for them, you can always meet some suitable candidates.

As he was thinking, he raised the shovel in his hand and hit Ron on the forehead.

The first chapter is presented.

Chapter 231 The Existence of Suppression in the Coffin (2)

This old gravekeeper has an unusually ruthless personality. He will kill people if he disagrees with him. However, this guy's strength is ridiculously strong. This shovel was obviously harder than before. If he really wanted to film it, even Ron would be afraid I can't bear it either.

However, Ron is not Bai Yuan.

Since you dare to appear here, you must be fully prepared.

The old man seems to want to repeat his old trick, using the same method he used to deal with Bai Yuan to deal with Ron, trapping Ron and Bai Yuan's bodies with some mysterious power, and then shoveling them down, destroying their flesh and blood. Turn into minced meat.

But this mysterious power can restrict the bodies of the two people, but it cannot restrict Ron's consciousness.

The Asylum of Hercules.

Thoughts together.

Ron's body instantly glowed with golden light, and a huge shadow instantly appeared behind Ron. This giant stood tall and towering. Although it was just a shadow, the muscles all over his body were tangled, and you could feel the hugeness at a glance. The terrifying power contained in the body.

Not to mention, even the aura on Ron's body was rising and expanding, and it had at least tripled in a short period of time.

At this moment, Ron seemed to have really crossed the legendary barrier and reached an unprecedented level.

This ability was not the first time that Ron had used it, but as his strength continued to increase and his physical strength grew, the increase brought by Hercules' protection became more and more exaggerated, and lasted longer and longer.

Originally, the shadow behind was just a shallow shadow, but now, although the shadow is still translucent, its outline is clear and distinct, and even the expression on the face of this strong man is lifelike.

His eyes are glaring with anger, and he is proud of himself without being angry.

As Ron thought of this, all the restrictions on his body broke at this moment, and Ron punched the old man in the face. At the same time, the shadow behind him also moved, and the fist as big as a mountain top also smashed directly into the old man's thin and hunched body.

The old man obviously failed to predict that at this time Ron still had the ability to resist, and his expression changed immediately.

The shadow behind this kid contained a boundless divine power, a power that even the old man dared not ignore. The shovel that was originally prepared to hit Ron's head suddenly drew an arc, went against the trend, and blocked the giant fist falling from mid-air.

Rumble!

The next moment, there was another roar that shook the ground.

The entire imperial mausoleum shook violently as if it had been hit by an earthquake.

The raging impact tore huge cracks in the surrounding walls made of huge rocks, and the gravel was crushed into powder. The entire imperial tomb seemed to have expanded out of thin air under this wave of impact.

Even with the strength of the tomb guard, he couldn't resist such a mighty force. He heard a muffled groan and instantly flew backwards, hitting the stone wall behind him heavily.

This is the royal mausoleum of the Twilight Dynasty. I don’t know how much financial and material resources were spent to build this mausoleum. The walls around the mausoleum are completely made of huge rocks, with a thickness of dozens of meters. The old man looks thin and withered. After hitting it, a human-shaped depression immediately appeared in the middle of the boulder, and the old body penetrated more than ten meters before stopping.

Fortunately, this old man has lived for more than 8,000 years, and his strength is immeasurable. Otherwise, just this impact would have been enough to shatter this old man into pieces.

Faintly, it seemed that the old man could be seen spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Ron didn't care so much. While the old man was being blown away, he grabbed Bai Yuan's little hand, turned around and ran away without looking back.

He didn't even care about the forbidden curses stored in the imperial mausoleum.

Just kidding, those forbidden spells are hidden inside the coffins. Nowadays, every coffin is bound by huge chains and blessed by runes. Even if Ron is very self-sufficient, he doesn't think he has the strength to destroy these chains.

Ron didn't even consider taking this opportunity to kill the tombkeeper.

I can't do it, no matter how much I think, I can't do it.

Half-dragon transformation, coupled with the protection of Hercules, is the most powerful combat power Ron can currently exert, but even so, it only made the tombkeeper vomit a mouthful of blood.

The half-dragon transformation can last a little longer, but the protection of Hercules, even if Ron's strength has increased now, can last no more than three minutes at most.

Want to kill this gravekeeper in just three minutes? dream!

Ron didn't have the slightest idea of ​​greed for success. Facing such an old monster, there was no shame in running away.

Bai Yuan was dazed, being dragged by Ron, his body floating in the air, the expression of surprise on his face had not yet disappeared, and he looked at Ron as if he was a monster.

God knows what kind of impact Bai Yuan suffered in this short moment.

I thought that after absorbing the heart of an angel and reaching the legendary eight-star level, I would be considered a rare master in the Twilight Continent. Although I dare not say that I am invincible, I may not be invincible even if I meet a legendary nine-star expert. The cost of a war.

But who would have thought that just after killing a Bridges, before he even had time to fully exert his own strength, he would encounter an old monster who could beat him to death with a shovel.

Just after surviving from this old monster, he found that the man he fell in love with could actually knock that old monster away with one fist?

My man, is this explosive power a little too exaggerated?

Where did so many masters come from in this world?

Could this strength be at the level of destruction?

Originally, Bai Yuan still had a little bit of pride in her heart because of her improved strength, but now all her pride has been wiped out, and not even a bit of dregs is left.

There is only a little bit of pride left, that is, this handsome and powerful man is his own man.

……

The imperial mausoleum was filled with smoke and dust.

The gravekeeper's body was twisting in the human-shaped hole smashed into the stone wall. A few seconds later, there was a loud bang, and the boulder that was more than ten meters thick exploded, and the still old and hunched body floated out from the rubble.

From time to time, a dark and angry light burst out from his cloudy eyes, like a poisonous snake.

The area around the left eye socket is still black and blue.

Just now, he blocked the phantom's attack with a shovel, but unexpectedly the bastard punched him in the eyeball.

This kid's actions were really a bit too dark.

The clenched dragon claw almost blew out his eyeballs.

A strong aura was constantly churning on the surface of his rickety body, and the tombkeeper was obviously irritated.

He has lived in the imperial mausoleum for eight thousand years. As his life span is coming to an end, his own strength is no longer at its peak. However, he never expected that he would suffer a great loss at the hands of a brat. How could he tolerate this?

Inside the imperial mausoleum, there was even more chaos.

The violent impact seemed to shake the coffins in the imperial mausoleum. Each coffin shook violently as if it had been stimulated by some kind of stimulus. It seemed that there were waves of shrill roars coming from the coffins.

Hoo…ho…ho…

The sound was like the roar of a wild beast.

In an instant, there was a roaring sound in the imperial mausoleum.

Each coffin was shaking violently, as if trying to break free from the chains wrapped around the coffin.

The sound of crashing continued one after another, and the dense chains swayed.