"Shameless!"
Li Che had played with Lang Dao's life, and then wanted to destroy Lang Dao with his own hands. Such a cruel and ruthless style made even the old devil Luo Hou unable to stand it.
Luohu traversed the ancient times and killed countless people. The dead because of him were like the water in the sea. Even he himself didn't know how many there were. It could be said that he was extremely bad.
But compared with Li Che, Luo Hou felt that he seemed to be a good person, at least he didn't do things as bad as Li Che.
"Shamelessness is also a gesture. No matter how many people want to learn it, they can't learn it."
Li Che chuckled, his face as thick as Mount Buzhou.
It is impossible to be ashamed, not in this life.
He is not a good bird himself, and coupled with the reverse influence of the evil thoughts of all living beings, his temperament will only become worse.
Adding evil to evil will not lead to good.
Seeing that Li Che didn't feel ashamed, but felt proud of it, Luo Hou was speechless. He said nothing more and watched Li Che's performance quietly.
"I'll give you time to ask questions, but it's better to be a sensible person."
Li Che stared at Lang Dao and decided to give Lang Dao a chance to make him understand.
He looked like he was convinced of the Wolf Dao, as if the Wolf Dao could never escape from his Five Fingers Mountain even if it had the power to ascend to heaven and earth.
"The system is your masterpiece?"
Langdao said coldly, with an unprecedented calmness, his eyes and soul were filled with a bone-chilling coldness.
When all the things are connected together, the secret is no longer a secret, and many questions are self-evident.
"Of course, the system was indeed created by Yu."
Li Che nodded slightly and said with a smile:
"In the era of chaos before the ancient times, there was indeed a killing demon. But as early as when the great god Pangu created the world, he wanted to stop the great god Pangu from opening the sky, and died under the ax of the great god Pangu."
"The mass killing system you have was just created by Yu Yi on a whim and has nothing to do with the Killing Demon God."
"In other words, beings like the Killing Demon God are so majestic, do they need to create such a thing to assist themselves?"
"Even if there is, why do you think it will fall on you?"
Seeing that Lang Dao had worked hard for him for thousands of years, Li Che gave him a meaningful lesson:
"There is never love without a reason in the world. What you have, how could you know that it was not designed by someone with a heart?"
Hearing this, Lang Dao felt neither sadness nor joy in his heart, and his expression was always cold. He had already guessed the origin of the system, and now he was just confirming his guess.
Knowing the origin of the system, for him, it just solved a doubt.
Langdao then asked: "Why did you choose me?"
Li Che avoided answering, pointed at Luo Hou, and asked, "Do you know who he is?"
Langdao looked at Luo Hou and remained silent.
He had already guessed Luo Hou's identity. Who else could be called the "Demon Ancestor" in the prehistoric times except the culprit who destroyed the ancient times.
But he still couldn't believe it. Wasn't the Demon Ancestor Luohou dead? Why did he pop up again and get involved with this mysterious man in front of him?
"You must have guessed it, yes, this is Demon Ancestor Luohou."
Li Che told the truth without hesitation: "The Demon Ancestor Luohou reappeared in the world, and he needed to collect the essence and blood of all spirits to recast the immortal demonic body. I couldn't do it myself, so as not to burn myself, so I chose You."
"A rough killing system gives you the opportunity to rise, and in the killing, you collect the blood of all spirits needed to reshape the demon body for the Demon Ancestor."
The truth of the rise was naked in front of him, and a hint of understanding flashed in Lang Dao's eyes: "Is this the truth of the matter?"
Looking at Li Che, who had an extraordinary appearance and looked like a peerless immortal, Lang Dao said in an incomprehensible tone: "You collude with Demon Ancestor Luohou, but you don't want to be tainted with the right and wrong of killing. Your true identity must be extraordinary."
More than extraordinary, simply extraordinary.
Li Che was a disciple of the Supreme Purity Lingbao Tianzun, one of the Three Pure Ones. If he went on a killing spree in order to help Luo Hou collect the essence and blood of all spirits, he would offend all the forces. Secondly, he would not be able to stay with Jie Jiao any longer.
The future is an era when saints dominate the situation. Being a disciple of the saint is of great use to Li Che, and he will not give up easily.
Li Che likes to eat both black and white. Wouldn't it be fun to serve the delicious food of Demon Ancestor Luohou in front of the saint's disciples?
"Go on, tell me all your questions, and I will answer whatever I can tell you."
Li Che said calmly: "Although Yu is not a good person, he still has the courage to satisfy the curiosity of dying people."
Villain dies because he talks too much?
Li Che didn't believe it.
He wanted to see if he could tell Lang Dao all the truth and see if Lang Dao could make a comeback and compete with him, the big villain.
After all, he was the first protagonist he created. Whether it was life experience or character, he was passable. Giving Lang Dao a chance to resist was his final parting gift to Lang Dao.
"The dinosaur race was also created by you?"
The mana accumulated in Langdao's body is compressed, brewing the most powerful blow in his life.
Facing the big gangster who changed his life, he had no idea of sitting still and waiting for death, only the determination to fight to the death.
The protagonist, even if faced with a desperate situation, will not wait for death to come. He will try his best to fight, and maybe there will be a glimmer of hope.
Not being disturbed by difficult situations and always believing that there is light in the darkness is the difference between the protagonist and ordinary people.
"Why ask even though you already know!"
Li Che said quite proudly: "Combining the blood of the Horror Clan and the blood of the Dragon Clan, the Dinosaur Clan was born."
"To create a race, all it takes is hands."
Although the dinosaurs were included in his list of failures, he was still a little proud of having created the dinosaurs with his own hands.
Throughout the entire prehistoric era, apart from Empress Nuwa and Ancestor Minghe, he was the only one who had created racial records.
"It's really you!"
Knowing that the man behind the creation of the dinosaur clan was the man in front of him, Lang Dao immediately gritted his teeth and filled the sky with hatred.
If looks could kill, Li Che would have been torn into pieces by Wolf Dao, his bones shattered and ashes thrown away.
He glared at Li Che fiercely, with hatred like a snake piercing his heart, arousing Lang Dao's hatred to the limit.
The dinosaur clan killed his wolf father and mother, and Li Che was the creator of the dinosaur clan. Strictly speaking, Li Che was his biggest enemy.
If this bastard hadn't created the dinosaur race, his parents wouldn't have died.
The hatred was overwhelming and the fire of hatred was blazing. Lang Dao's eyes were full of bloodthirsty, and he was already on the verge of exploding.
Li Che probably felt that it was not enough to arouse Lang Dao's hatred, so he added more fuel to the fire, with a villain's signature smile on his lips, and said astonishingly:
"Yu will tell you another secret. The death of your parents was caused by Yu."
"I took advantage of the battle between the dinosaur clan and the Green Wolf clan to deliberately lead a group of dinosaurs to sneak into the Langtu Canyon, causing the death of your parents."
"Actually, you should have thought of it earlier. Without Yu Yu's guidance, with the wisdom of the dinosaur clan, how could you have quietly broken into the heavily guarded ancestral land of the Blue Wolf clan?"
exciting, exciting, exciting
Li Che just wants to stimulate the wolf path and use hatred to stimulate the potential of the wolf path. Let's see what kind of power this first-generation protagonist he selected and trained can burst out under the stimulation of extreme hatred.
