Why do I seem to have taken the protagonist's script as a villain?

Deep in the realm of reincarnation.

A slightly embarrassed man in white clothes kept shuttling through the sea of ​​flowers on the other side, chasing a fast-moving purple light group.

Looking from a distance, under the purple light, there was a faint outline of a fan.

During the shuttle, a wisp of ancient breath escaped from it inadvertently, causing the entire surrounding space to become somewhat distorted.

It was like a 'weapon of the holy way' whose quality surpassed the heavenly level and had given birth to wisdom!

At this time, the man in white who was constantly chasing the light group was Mo Ling, who was forced to come to the secret realm not long ago to avoid Jun Entropy.

"Damn it, why did you show up in Hades early...!", fragments of the previous life flashed through his mind inadvertently, and Mo Ling felt a little irritable.

Since his rebirth, some things seemed to be increasingly out of his control.

The speed of his feet increased again, and Mo Ling stretched out his hand to grab the escaping ball of light in front of him, but there was no trace of joy on his face.

"Sure enough, is it fake again this time?" He slowly opened his hand and saw that the ball of light that he had caught had begun to gradually dissipate and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

What I caught was just another virtual image.

At the same time, another identical purple light group reappeared not far away.The ball of light remained motionless, as if mocking his incompetence.

"It's just a tool, I don't believe I can't catch you!" Mo Ling's eyes were gloomy as he stared at the light ball that appeared again in front of him.

In his right palm, a ray of blood flickered faintly, and he immediately stepped forward, raised his right hand and swung it forward violently.

In an instant, a huge blood-colored palm filled with monstrous blood energy appeared out of thin air, and then without hesitation, he slapped down on the ball of light.

"Boom!"

A deafening explosion sounded.

With one blow, the entire surrounding ground continued to tremble violently and dust flew into the sky.

Within a radius of ten miles, countless seas of flowers from the other side were instantly wiped out under this terrifying pressure.

When the dust and smoke cleared, a huge palm print had been blasted out on the ground where the light ball had just been.

There is nothing in the palm print.

"Sure enough, it's still not that simple..." Looking at the palm prints in front of him, Mo Ling lowered his already slightly trembling arms.

A wisp of bright red blood slowly flowed down the fingertips.

At this time, his eyes were red, filled with crazy murderous intent.

With this blow, he even risked everything and forcibly used the space laws that he had not yet fully mastered.

But even so, he still didn't win.

The tingling feeling in his body that aches from time to time is also telling him that his body is reaching its limit.

But until now, I haven't even seen the specific appearance of the 'holy weapon' in the light group!

How could he be willing to do this!

......

It is said that this holy weapon is called 'Lishuang'.

It is rumored that this was left behind by a certain demon master who came to Hades from other realms.

When it explodes with all its power, its power is even comparable to that of the Underworld Sword that can only be possessed by the previous Lords of the Underworld!

It's a pity that a magical weapon of this level has already developed spiritual intelligence. After the demon clan master was killed by the previous palace master, no one can control this object.

Even so, this 'Holy Weapon' continues to attract the crazy covetousness of countless large and small forces in the underworld, and people with evil intentions continue to use it to cause waves of turmoil in the underworld.

In desperation, this 'Holy Weapon' was finally sealed in the secret realm of Youtu by the previous Palace Master, together with all the ghost kings, to rest forever.

On the one hand, this is to cut off the thoughts of those forces.

On the other hand, I hope that the ghostly energy in the secret realm can erase the spiritual wisdom born in it.

It wasn't until recently that the long-lasting seal began to loosen for unknown reasons, and this 'Holy Weapon' that had been sealed for countless years finally gradually awakened...

"No matter what, I will get you today!!" His thoughts returned, Mo Ling gritted his teeth, and there was a trace of determination in his eyes.

He is also helpless.

He has already practiced the forbidden technique, and if he wants to quickly increase his strength in a short period of time, there are only two ways.

First, rely on the assistance of powerful external objects.

Second, practice a forbidden technique again!

Mo Ling now knew very well that his body was like an inflated balloon, and the balloon was about to reach a limit.

Continuing to practice forbidden arts is no different from the method of death.

So in the short term, only by obtaining this 'Lishuang' can his own strength rise rapidly again!

Only in this way can he barely have the qualifications to fight with that man!

........

While he was thinking, a strange white mist slowly enveloped him unconsciously.

"Is that difficult thing catching up with me again!?"

Sensing something unusual behind him, he turned around and frowned slightly, feeling irritated in his heart.

He forcibly raised his right arm, and the blood surged in his palm. A ray of blood suddenly turned into a bloody claw, ruthlessly tearing away towards the area shrouded in white mist!

"Boom!", the bloody claw fell.

A terrifying force exploded in the mist, and part of the surrounding white mist was instantly dyed a strange red color by the blood claws.

The bloody claws dispersed, and Mo Ling opened a passage in the strange mist ahead.

And for some reason, the white mist on both sides didn't dare to get close to the red mist area.

"Fortunately, this soul butterfly can also be regarded as a creature of the underworld..."

After dispersing the remaining blood in his palms, Mo Ling let out a breath of turbid air and continued walking forward, feeling happy in his heart as he walked.

The aura on his body became more and more violent, and the scarlet color in his eyes became more intense, but the aura on his body was also increasing.

Relying on the original power plundered from the bodies of those secret realm creatures, Mo Ling has gone one step further from the previous early stage of the Yang God (Fusion) Realm to become a ghost cultivator in the middle stage of the Yang God Realm.

Raising a small realm in a short period of time. If this speed of cultivation were known to the outside world, it would be simply shocking!

But this power does not come without a price.

Forbidden skills are forbidden skills after all. After being forced to practice without the protection of world rules, Mo Ling's physical condition has become extremely bad.

After all, he is not a pure ghost cultivator. Even if he is called a ghost, he is still a human being in essence. Using Yin Qi is a burden on his body.

This is one of the reasons why Mo Ling did not choose to break through rashly now, but wanted to get the 'Lishuang'.

Every step he takes next, if he is not careful, he may be eroded by the manic original power in his body and become possessed.

Or even...fall directly!

........

"Brother Ling!"

The exit is getting closer.

Just when Mo Ling was about to step steadily out of the fog, a soft voice suddenly came from behind, causing his steps to freeze slightly.

There was a hint of crying in that voice, which sounded like she was very wronged, but it made Mo Ling feel as if her heart calmed down instantly.

"Brother Ling! Don't leave, please, please don't leave me behind again, okay!"

"Xueer doesn't want anything!"

The mania in his eyes gradually receded, Mo Ling lowered his head, and a tear slipped quietly from the corner of his eye.

"Damn soul butterfly..."

After giving a wry smile, he spoke intermittently in a slightly hoarse voice:

"Ningxue, be good, wait for me here first...Brother Ling will definitely protect you."

"When I take care of those things...after I take care of those things, I will definitely come back to pick you up soon, okay~"

After finishing speaking, Mo Ling turned around and his eyes fell on the silhouette of a woman in a blue plain robe in the mist. The scarlet color in her eyes had completely calmed down, and her face was full of gentleness.

In the last life, this was his promise.

It’s just that he’s so useless.

In the end... I actually broke my promise...

The woman's figure was a little ethereal, but in Mo Ling's eyes, those eyes were still so bright and dazzling.

Like...a star in the dark night.