"Have you noticed?"
Xiao Xuan raised his hand tremblingly and quickly glanced at the great god standing in front of him. His sudden opening caused the two great gods to look at him.
The man pretending to be a child had a smile on his face, and combined with his true identity, Xiao Xuanqing couldn't help but feel that he was meat on the chopping board and was being targeted. The one who only cares about the sword has pale eyes, as if he is approaching an ice cave, which makes his heart feel cold.
His body trembled, but he still said quickly: "We met too few people... ten of them are monsters that have taken over human bodies."
Xiao Xuanqing was horrified: "I originally thought that this place would be full of opportunities and spiritual creatures, but now it seems, I suspect that this is a designed trap, and we are the prey that fell into it!"
"Huh?" Lu Zhiling smiled at him and said in a child's nonchalant tone, "So what?"
"Just kill them all before leaving!"
"Just kill them all before leaving."
Lu Zhiling and Li Luoqiong spoke in unison, with the same cold tone.
Xiao Xuanqing shut up in shame, smiling a little awkwardly.
How could he forget this moment? The two people opposite may not care about such things. They have absolute confidence!
Xiao Xuanqing was wrong. The secret realm of Linghai was not a pure trap, but the treasures beneath it were not accessible to most people.
However, this also made Luo Zhifeng realize that the situation in the demon world was not very good, and even spiritual objects were unable to be produced.
In the original plot, the test of the demon world for the protagonist Mo Shang is not to kill the resentful souls, but to allow the resentful souls to escape to the world of immortality.
The way the original plot was handled shows that the demon world adopts two-phase balancing measures to deal with the monks in the world of immortality and the local resentful souls - now it takes the initiative to ask Luo Zhifeng, an outsider, to kill the demons in this world in the name of a test. Resentful soul…
This just shows that some kind of "pollution" has been imposed on the resentful souls that cannot be left alone, so that the demon world's heaven will kill them on the spot even if it sacrifices the only holder of the light and dark spiritual roots!
Luo Zhifeng said softly: "... system?"
Sure enough, the fall of the demon world was closely related to the actions of the systems.
As he thought, a sword rolled down the head of another resentful human soul.
It is still too difficult to deal with high-level people across realms, not to mention that it is gradually becoming more difficult to identify the existence of resentful souls. They no longer look like long-dead monsters, and the most abrupt characteristics such as stiffness and coldness have begun to disappear. .
Now they have human emotions, soft skin, warm breathing... and beating hearts that are just like the real thing. They have also learned to communicate with their surviving companions.
They discovered Luo Zhifeng, the "slaughterer", and discussed surrounding and intercepting him.
There were large and small wounds on the young man's body, and the wet blood flowed along the way. The soles of his shoes were stained with his own or the enemy's blood, soaking the ground.
A trembling monk covered his mouth and nose, looking at Luo Zhifeng like he was looking at the falling sickle of death. She waited for death in fear, but she only saw the sharp light drawn by the ordinary sword slicing the throat of her companion.
At that moment, the monk's pupils shrank even more than when the sword struck. She saw her close companion turn into a monster, gasping and fall under the sword!
She rolled away and crawled away. This time she no longer regarded Luo Zhifeng as the God of Plague, but squinted at the young man's appearance from the corner of his eye from another angle.
- His pupils are clear and his appearance is handsome. Unfortunately, the large and small bloody scars have torn a small hole in this flawless appearance.
The splattered blood fell on the clothes, like mottled red plum blossoms...
The monk couldn't help but feel her heart twitch. She saw a sad and unpredictable beauty in the young man, which made people want to take a few steps forward.
But in fact, the monk silently took a few steps back, and her intuition guided her to detect some more subtle points. When the young man glanced over, what she saw was not a being in need of care, but a flower wrapped around a dead bone.
This caused her body to escape before her brain!
But what Luo Zhifeng was looking at was not the monk. He looked towards the sky. Black clouds were billowing like waves intruding into every corner of his field of vision. From the corner of his eye, he could catch a glimpse of the purple thunder that seemed to be overcoming a calamity. The weather in this remnant of the Demon Realm has always been like this, and no one except Luo Zhifeng noticed it.
The reason why Luo Zhifeng paid attention was because he heard the angry roar of the devil's heaven!
This sound can almost shatter the eardrums and make people's heads buzz, as if millions of people have gathered in their ears to roar and shout, gathering together a monotonous and most hateful voice!
It is like a lingering wolf, using its voice to intimidate its enemies, but its claws and teeth are broken, licking its own blood in hatred.
It is unable to take any substantive measures, and can only use this method to warn its enemies in vain - the foreign strong but the middle-aged.
The monks in this area cannot reach Heaven. The aboriginal people here have become the tools of the enemy, and the demon world is isolated and helpless... Amid the roars and roars, there may be low-level bruises, and it can only watch. The intruders once again broke in as if they were in uninhabited territory.
However, someone still heard the voice of Heavenly Dao in the Demon Realm, and its reaction gave Luo Zhifeng a hint and warning...
He judged it in an instant: "The power of the system? Is this its last resort?"
Luo Zhifeng glanced at the void around him, and sure enough, his sight was blocked, temporarily cutting off his perception of the captured system.
Immediately afterwards, the boundless darkness engulfed his body. The monk witnessed this scene, and just by seeing it, his entire consciousness was swallowed up.
"Ah!" The monk screamed several times in pain, and her subconscious immediately told her to cut off her perception of the outside world. She collapsed limply, blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, her pale face was frowning, and she was suffering from great pain.
She only had a glimpse of it, and she had such a strong reaction - what is this coming darkness
He was experiencing something from countless different perspectives.
He became a criminal who was about to be executed. On the execution platform, the execution tools were ready, but a rusty ax was placed around his neck. He was tied up with rough ropes, and the people behind him were shaking violently. , another person was talking to him: "I can't find a new execution tool, so I'll just use the woodcutter's ax!"
After saying that, the trembling executioner raised his ax and slashed towards his neck - bang! His neck was about to be torn apart, but he was still conscious. The executioner was too nervous and the ax was very rusty, so he didn't kill him with one axe!
The executioner gasped, and every breath he took seemed to be surrounded by a storm. His trembling arms swung the ax again, one axe, two axes...
The severe pain spread, and he felt the fear and despair rising in his chest. Why am I not dead? it hurts! !
Before the pain dissipated, the next stage began again. He became an unknown soldier fighting on the battlefield. Their army had been chased and fled in panic. The enemy soldiers followed them step by step, laughing wildly and shooting bows, arrows and cannonballs!
His arms, abdomen, legs, and chest were all pierced with white feather arrows, and countless arrows shot his body riddled with holes. This was... thousands of arrows piercing his body!
He fell on his back, his pupils wide open, and his hope was still there.
His parents are still alive, and he promised them to go back alive, but now, but now! He is not willing to give in, he is not willing to give in!
The perspective changes again.
He was trampled to death by horses, he was forced to drink poison and died through his heart, he was murdered by the arrogant wealthy men, and he died in bed alone and helpless...
This is the unwillingness and resentment of ordinary people to die in vain, and he has experienced it all!
Then, the perspective changed again - he became a demon monk with power, he was bitten to death by a man-eating beast, he was skinned to death by his companions in the ring, and he was poached by the master who deliberately dissected him. He died of blood loss...
This time the impact was even stronger. Ordinary people did not have otherworldly power, but monks already had the possibility of becoming immortals, but they still died tragically due to betrayal, calculation and intrigue. They had no chance to protect themselves despite their strength.
Moreover, because of their power, monks will live longer and see with their own eyes everything that others inflict on themselves.
This is heartbreaking pain, more intense than mortal emotions!
In the end, it was the moment when the devil world collapsed, and the sky was mourning. For a moment, the life of a person was no longer life, and the life of a monk was no longer life. He heard desperate cries, and the sky roared in his ears, roaring desperately—
Countless voices roared in his ears, threatening to drown him completely in this boundless wave.
"I hate, I hate, I hate!"
“I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die—”
"Ahhh help me, help me, help me!!"
The huge impact of one step, another, and another made his body convulse, and the nerve strings made a tiny cracking sound unbearably repeatedly. He gasped for breath and tried to leave those things behind, but they were still there, unable to resist.
It seemed that he was about to die in pain, the pain crushed his spine, and the hatred and evil in the world were entangled in his soul, unable to break free.
But at this moment, he heard a familiar, gentle voice, which said: "Child, come here, you have done a good job."
He narrowed his eyes slightly and recognized this voice in a daze... This was the origin of everything for him. In front of him, a whole world opened to him, and the golden temple seemed to be the most cordial call. The familiar yet unfamiliar gentle woman sat at the open door, her eyes full of tenderness, her tears falling drop by drop: "My... child, you are back."
That's his mother-in-law.
Almost as if he was bewitched, he slowly raised his steps to walk towards the open world. He couldn't wait to get out of this place full of pain. He would be able to see the light soon...
There was a sharp snicker from behind, and they cheered, seeing their greatest enemy gradually sinking into a swamp from which they could not leave.
This is all the evil in this world! So what if you are stronger? Your death date... has arrived, hahahahaha! !
Ha ha ha ha…
It was still laughing wildly, but suddenly, its laughter stopped suddenly, as if the space was frozen together.
The system saw Luo Zhifeng, who was distracted and about to take a step, suddenly stopped.
It got stuck at once, stuck to death, and fell down. Please hurry up and fall down at this pace! Let me fall down—
Contrary to expectations, Luo Zhifeng, whom it had been staring at, not only did not step forward, but also slowly took back his steps. His beautiful eyes were shining brightly at the moment, but it was as if the god of death was holding its throat.
"It's true that I can't do what you want." Luo Zhifeng said softly.
The system cannot understand: "Why haven't you been swallowed up by evil?! This is the evil in the entire demon world! You should be unable to resist your world! Why?!"
"Ah, well," Luo Zhifeng said as if giving alms, "Maybe it's because I'm just Luo Zhifeng."
There is still some obscure meaning in his dark eyes, which is probably the only trace left by those malicious contaminations.
Unfortunately…
No matter how powerful those malicious intentions are, no matter how seductive they are, they can't compare to Luo Zhifeng's control over his own existence.
- He is just Luo Zhifeng. Even if he is filled with evil intentions, he will never become another person.
It's that simple.