Kuai Chuan Zhi becomes a boss in the collapsed world

Chapter 4 I Want to Cultivate Immortals, Cut the Thorns with the Sword

On the back of Xiaozhong Mountain is Wanmo Yuan.Wanmoyuan is surrounded by black mist all year round, and demonic energy breeds. It is the territory of the demons.

Wanmoyuan used to be an ancient battlefield, and the battle between gods and demons left behind a lot of sharp sword energy and devil energy.It is said that there are the corpses of the ancient powerful monk and the first demon master, and the remnant souls of the demons and monks are still fighting continuously after death.

After tens of thousands of years, Wanmoyuan has become a desperate place that no one has set foot on.

It was indeed a bit desperate, as soon as Mu Xuan reached out to touch the gang wind on the edge of the Wanmo Yuan cliff, a small hole was cut open.

The blood was blown down by the wind, my good fellow, there is a way of heaven.

Just standing on the periphery and feeling, one can already imagine the misery of the little villain in the original plot.

Yan Wei tugged at the corner of her clothes: "Are you going to abandon me?"

She bumped into a pair of bright eyes, Yan Wei's eyes seemed to be scattered with broken stars, and the white face that had not yet opened was full of loss and care.

Delicate fragility, she had seen the word in novels, and now she saw it in this child's face.

Tsk, pitiful.

If she hadn't been staring at him for a long time and discovered the killing intent accidentally revealed by the little villain, she would have thought that the child was a soft and cute little white rabbit who was afraid of being abandoned.

Mu Xuan has no relationship or reason with him, but she took him away regardless of the consequences, and made a good promise.

If it was the carefree Yan Wei who lived in Fufeng City, he might be moved, and even offered the innocent trust of a child.

Today's Yan family in Fufeng City is already full of corpses. The entire family mansion, from the patriarch to the servants, has been wiped out.

Leaving him alone, like a rootless ghost in the vast world, during the days when Hehuanzong was imprisoned, Yan Wei experienced the crushing of hope again after the world was broken.

"Yan Wei, look at me." Mu Xuan bent down and held the little villain's face with baby fat in both hands, it was soft to the touch.

"We'll be fine, I won't leave you behind. The past is over and you deserve a bright future."

"At that time, you can kill your enemies with your hands, or you can use your sword to the end of the world. But now, don't be blinded by hatred, remember my words."

From Yan Wei's point of view, the young man's complexion is rarely serious, and the peach blossom eyes that are naturally affectionate and smiling have restrained their smile, and stared at him intently.

It was as if the young man had only him in his eyes, and they only had each other in their eyes.

Yan Wei's broken heart was just like being soaked in a mass of warm soft light, being spliced ​​piece by piece, and a pair of invisible hands gently caressed the heart.

He even choked up a little: "OK."

[The villain's blackening value has dropped by 50, and the current blackening value is 10] The system came back to life, it quickly climbed up, and flew in front of Mu Xuan with a happy face.

[Congratulations to the host, unlocking the villain's blackening value data, loading...]
Every villain is a poor child (except for anti-social personality) who has been teased by fate.

They were either wiped out, or lost their love and ideals because of the protagonist.Anyway, no matter how miserable it is, most of the villains are forced to become the opposite of the protagonist. They don't know that the suffering they have experienced is actually a stepping stone for the protagonist's road to slapping faces and pretending to be coercive.

Abandoned by fate time and time again, they try to find some light on the edge of pain and despair, but reality destroys and tramples their self-esteem and pursuit time and time again.

As a result, the villains were blackened, some were killed by the protagonist, and became the medal of the protagonist's victory, and some destroyed the world, and lost themselves while killing the protagonist.

Mu Xuan's task is to give the villain warmth, pass on positive energy, and straighten the villain's crooked heart.

[Is there any reward for decreasing the blackening value? ]
[Ahem... ding, reward items: a life-saving talisman, which can be used to resist a fatal attack; a string of magic purifying bracelets, which can be used to purify magic energy, wear it without being eroded by magic energy, and the cooling time is three days] Xiaoai opens the data Panel, flip out the corner for the prize.

[Xiao Ai, that's right, the two of us are grasshoppers on the same rope. ] Mu Xuan's aura has recovered [-]%, and his cultivation has stabilized at the golden core stage.

"You ran quite fast, I thought you could escape somewhere, and you ran to the entrance of Wanmoyuan, you are really looking for a dead end!" An old man in a black robe, with a leopard head and eyes around him, raised his eyebrows at Mu Xuan.

Behind him came a group of lackeys of the Hehuan Sect one after another, each holding a magic weapon, amulet and seal.

Su Mo'er didn't come, and he didn't know why, Mu Xuan was a little puzzled.

Yan Wei's little iron plate was poisoned. When he was taken away, the Acacia School didn't search him because he saw him as a mortal with no cultivation.

Su Mo'er has been poisoned by a kind of poison at this moment, but Mu Xuan doesn't know that she is confronting others with a solemn face.

Behind him, the gangster roared, and the demonic energy mixed with the roar, which was terrifying and frightening.

"You worked your life for Su Mo'er, so loyal, what are you trying to do?" The wind filled the sleeves and bulged them, and the young man gave a provocative smile.

"Su Mo'er, a female devil, harms the heavens and the law, and the cycle of karma and retribution is not good. Aren't you afraid to bear the karma for her?"

The old man sneered: "So much nonsense, you just want to delay the time. It's a pity that your brain is not working well, so you came here."

What he said here of course refers to Wanmoyuan, he thought that this brat had some ability, the flying speed of the Yujian was very fast, but now it seems that he is only relying on high-level spirit treasures.

Greed appeared on the old man's sinister face, and when he slaughtered this kid, all those magic weapons would be his.

As for why Muxuan stopped moving after she lured them to Wanmoyuan, he just thought that this brat was in a panic.

Mixed with the demonic energy constantly washing away from the stone wall and the strong wind from behind, the last bit of patience of this hideous old man disappeared.

But Mu Xuan was like a broken jar, she didn't take out any magic weapon, she just paced around in place, no one noticed that she was actually setting up a formation.

Well, the arrangement is almost done... The boy scratched the back of his head, and hid the little villain behind him like a baby guard.

Just at this time, the old man sacrificed a ghost sail, which accommodated hundreds of ghosts, each of which had an incomparably ferocious face.

A cool breath rushed towards his face, Mu Xuan turned around to avoid it.

[Xiao Ai, I owe points for buying two space jumps. ]
[…] Xiao Ai silently clicked on the data panel, and saw the points -200 on it.

Mu Xuan used space jumping props, and appeared behind the old man in the next second. The props produced by the system were not bad. Although this evil cultivator was in the late stage of Yuanying, he couldn't catch Mu Xuan's breath.

"Uh... Puff!" The old man's dantian was pierced by a jade-like long sword. He looked at the big hole in his abdomen in disbelief, and blood flowed out like water from a gate.

"You...how did you...do it?" The other Jindan stage monks around hadn't reacted yet, and when they saw the leader among them had his dantian destroyed by a sword, they all showed horror and retreated subconsciously.

"Cough... waste, not yet!" The old man hastily tapped several large acupoints on his body, but his dantian was destroyed, and his dantian was like a discouraged ball, and the aura quickly dissipated, causing his cultivation to plummet.

Only then did the monks at the golden core stage realize that if they failed to complete this task, they would have nothing to eat, and if they ended up better, they would be thrown into the dungeon for torture.

For a while, the magic weapon flew randomly, and the spiritual power that exploded after using the talisman blows up the debris and smoke around it.

"I...I'm going to kill you!" The old man Xiexiu was so angry that his eyes were bloodshot, he quickly bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed out a mouthful of blood, and a golden talisman flew towards Mu Xuan with fierce and dangerous pressure.

(End of this chapter)