I have become a deity, right? The deity regrets, but I don't

The war started.

On the battlefield, drums beat and flags fluttered.

Tens of thousands of soldiers galloped on the battlefield, shouting and killing, shaking the earth.

War horses neighed, smoke filled the air, swords flashed, and corpses were everywhere.

In the end, Ling Kongli's army won the victory, but it also paid a heavy price. Only 3,000 soldiers were left out of 100,000 soldiers.

The one-armed uncle who introduced Ling Kongli to the path of cultivation also stayed here forever to save Ling Kongli.

The corpse has disappeared, and the remains have long been rotten into mud under the trampling of thousands of troops and horses, and merged with the scarlet land.

But he will always live in Ling Kongli's heart, and Ling Kongli will never forget the one-armed uncle's honest smile.

And the sentence "Boy, this knife, you have to watch it carefully, this knife... will be very handsome."

Yes, the knife that burned his life and saved Ling Kongli from the water and fire was quite dazzling and eye-catching.

Really handsome!

It also illuminated Ling Kongli's path forward and strengthened his belief in cultivation.

As time passed, Ling Kongli's face became less immature and more resolute.

He really realized his own and the one-armed uncle's expectations. He went from a young recruit to a five-turn peak national god of war.

He became the savior of the country and a legend of a generation.

But he also became a grain of sand in the emperor's eyes... He was too powerful to be removed!

When he was old, his combat power declined, and he died tragically under the criticism of the civil servants who grew up in peacetime.

It is true that: "Heroes have always been young, and young chivalry is thin in the sky. When the sky changes, people become old, and the old heroes feel sorry for themselves."

When the birds are gone, the good bows are hidden. When the cunning rabbit dies, the running dog is cooked. When the enemy country is broken, the counselors die.

...

Life is like a dream, passing by in a hurry, like a fantasy or reality, looking back, I feel that everything is as ethereal as a passing cloud.

Ling Kongli woke up briefly, but not completely, and his consciousness was still in the void.

But the life he had just experienced was so real.

"The power of reincarnation? You are worthy of being the Immortal Lord of Reincarnation... This is not like an illusion, but has some meaning of the dream path, but it is beyond the dream path... I accept this opportunity!"

Dreams are like life. Experiencing a different life in a dream is also a reflection of life.

Realizing this, Ling Kongli's consciousness was emptied again, and he took the initiative to connect with the power of reincarnation.

He is both the protagonist and the passerby.

Just watch the changes of time and look at the vicissitudes of life...

Every reincarnation is a brand new journey of life.

The soul travels through endless time and space. In the world of reincarnation, time has lost its concept and meaning.

Ling Kongli has walked and seen, and everything he has experienced is deeply imprinted in his sea of ​​consciousness.

He may be a kind-hearted doctor, saving the world and saving people, shuttling between villages and towns, treating diseases for patients, bringing hope and comfort.

He may be a simple farmer, working from sunrise to sunset, guarding a piece of land, feeling the change of seasons, working hard under the scorching sun, letting sweat soak his clothes, and living a simple and fulfilling life.

He may be a miserable beggar, ragged, unkempt, wandering around the streets, hungry and cold all the time.

For a mouthful of leftovers, he would not hesitate to bend his knees, watching pedestrians passing by in a hurry, his eyes full of contempt and indifference, his heart full of helplessness and sadness.

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As the reincarnation continues to advance, Ling Kongli's soul has experienced various different lives, with wealth and glory, poverty, unforgettable love, and heart-wrenching separation, great achievements, and heavy failures.

But no matter what kind of situation he experienced, his state of mind was constantly growing and understanding.

These lives were like bright stars, embellishing the sky of the soul, allowing it to continue to sublimate in endless reincarnation.

After an unknown period of time, Ling Kongli began to have independent consciousness.

In this life, he was born in an era of invasion by evil spirits from outside the domain.

An extremely primitive era with everything revived.

And Ling Kongli clearly realized that this would be the last reincarnation.

In this era, the sky of the five domains was shrouded in a strange dark red, as if it had been infected with blood.

Ling Kongli was born in a pile of dead bodies and was raised in a cave by a transformed spirit fox as blood food in case of emergency.

But the spirit fox couldn't bear to hurt this cute baby after all. When she saw him, she remembered her child who was taken away by evil spirits from outside the domain as soon as he was born.

So she raised Ling Kongli as her own son.

As Ling Kongli grew up and showed extraordinary talent, the spirit fox felt pressured. She noticed Ling Kongli's extraordinaryness.

He should not be trapped in Qingqiu.

Ling Kongli opened his spiritual orifice by himself, with unparalleled talent. He learned without a teacher, created his own method of cultivation, and embarked on the path of cultivation.

He turned once at the age of three, turned three times at the age of five, turned five times at the age of twelve, and was about to ascend to the immortal level at the age of eighteen.

Such a son of God should come out of the abyss to benefit the people.

So the fox spirit tricked Ling Kongli into the world's first sect: Tianyan Xianzong.

Tianyan Xianzong did treat Ling Kongli well. As soon as his qualifications were revealed, he received full support from Tianyan Xianzong.

Not only did he help him to overcome the immortal tribulation, but the leader of Tianyan Xianzong also betrothed his daughter Ye Qianshuang to him as his Taoist partner.

For a time, Ling Kongli was in great glory, with both Taoism and love.

His fox spirit mother was also taken to Tianyan Xianzong and was taken care of.

The days in Tianyan Xianzong can be said to be the happiest time in Lingkongli's life...

But the good times did not last long. A hundred years later, when Lingkongli broke through the eighth level, he finally attracted the attention of the evil spirits from outside the domain.

The evil spirits from outside the domain felt an unprecedented threat from him and launched an unprecedented attack on Tianyan Xianzong.

After the war.

On the earth, the once beautiful mountains and rivers have now become completely different, the towering mountains have collapsed, the boulders have rolled, and the dust has flown.

The river was polluted by the power of the evil spirits and turned into a black dead water with a foul smell.

All living things have disappeared. The Tianyan Xianzong, which was once full of vitality and always surrounded by fairy light, has now become a dead place.

"Qianshuang... don't... don't, there must be a way! Please, please hold on a little longer, don't leave me alone... there must be a way to save you!"

"Please... hold on a little longer..."

Ling Kongli embraced the dying Ye Qianshuang in the ruins, constantly providing her with vitality, but was rejected by Ye Qianshuang.

"Kongli, don't cry... you are the unparalleled Ling Kongli in the world, the savior of the five domains... promise me, forget me, okay? Go to pursue the great way, to achieve immortality..."

"No! I don't want it! What a bullshit great way! My mother is dead, my master is dead, and the sect master is dead. If you leave me too, what's the point of me achieving immortality!"

Ye Qianshuang didn't answer him again. The last words she said were already infected by the power of the evil spirit.

Since then... everyone Ling Kongli cared about died...

He became a homeless person again, just like when he was just born.

He was the only one alive among thousands of corpses.

"Hahaha! Hahaha! What a bullshit avenue! Heaven is unfair, Heaven is powerless!"

Ling Kongli looked up at the sky and laughed crazily, as if he was mocking Heaven, laughing at him for watching the world he controlled fall apart.

"Since Heaven is useless... then why am I an immortal?"

"Today I, Ling Kongli, will become a demon from an immortal, and I will be the new heaven!"

One thought turns white hair, one thought turns into a demon...

Ling Kongli also woke up at this moment.

At this moment, he finally saw clearly!

After reincarnation for hundreds of times, he is the Demon Lord!

The first generation of Demon Lord, Ling Kongli...