Fantasy: The Book of Heaven at the beginning changes fate against the will of heaven

Muling Island is gone, she is gone, and our home is gone. I have nothing left...

Since the day I set foot in the world of cultivation, I, Wen Ning, have not done even a single thing that is harmful to nature, even in this treacherous Rakshasa Sea. But why is it so difficult for me to just want a simple life?

Wen Ning slowly stood up and looked up at the sky, his eyes full of determination.

Above the sky, everyone who was looking at Wen Ning calmly had their eyes fixed. They saw an aura that had never been seen before quietly growing and spreading on Wen Ning's body, making even them who had been wandering on the edge of life and death feel a little bit of fear.

Wen Ning remembered something for no reason. It was one evening after he got married to Wen Wen. When he came back from working in the fields, hot meals and a pot of shochu were already prepared on the table.

She just dragged her chin with her hand, watching herself demurely taking a sip of food and a sip of wine. She didn't know what she was thinking of, but she suddenly asked: "If I were a hundred years from now, would you be alone in this world?"

The movements of Wen Ning's hands suddenly stopped, and he looked at the person in front of him with a smile: "Didn't we already agree on the day we got married that we would grow old together?"

She looked at him tenderly but lovingly.

The man in front of her gave up the road to immortality for her. Being able to stay with him for the rest of my life is already a blessing, so how can I dare to expect more?

She leaned towards him, with an extremely serious expression: "If one day, I walk in front of you. You have to promise me to live well and do what you should do."

Wen Ning knew what she was talking about. After all, he was a monk and his life span was longer than that of ordinary people.

The originally warm family atmosphere was somewhat changed by her sudden words. Wen Ning did not dare to look at her serious eyes at this time, but just drank a glass of wine and said three words in a dull voice: "I promise. "

After getting the answer she wanted, she suddenly smiled. Wen Ning turned around and felt that her smile at this moment was more beautiful than the day they got married, and it was deeper into his heart.

Wen Ning looked at the ruins in front of him, his vision blurred by tears. Even he himself didn't know what kind of terrifying changes were happening to him at this moment.

The endless thoughts and regrets all turned into the answer that was unspoken in my heart back then, which was also three words.

"I don't want to!"

He almost shouted these three words. A majestic energy suddenly surged, turning into a circle of ripples that spread out quickly.

The house in front of him was already on the verge of collapse. Shocked by his sudden energy, it suddenly collapsed. There was a loud rumbling sound and a puff of smoke and dust instantly engulfed Wen Ning.

Above the sky, just when everyone is confused. The leader suddenly felt a warning sign in his heart, and saw a pair of bright red eyes suddenly appeared in the smoke and dust, staring at him.

In the smoke, the figure slowly moved forward.

Once, he thought that as long as he compromised, as long as he was willing to work hard for them, he could protect his wife and children, and he could protect the island from the slaughter of war. So he was willing, as long as they could live well, what did it matter where he was?

But the reality severely trampled all his extravagant hopes underfoot. He originally knew the news but was just anxious, so he defected from the Weeping Blood Sect.

But when he set foot on the island again, he realized that everything he had done was just a joke. In fact, nothing had changed after he had endured the humiliation for so many years.

When Wen Ning walked out of the gray fog, everyone in the sky was shocked. Because Wen Ning seemed to be a completely different person at this moment, no longer the person they were familiar with.

For some reason, Wen Ning felt that his heart was extremely quiet at this moment, so quiet that he could almost hear his own heartbeat.

The long knife in his right hand pointed diagonally at the ground. The long knife, which was originally as bright as new, was wrapped with black aura from unknown time.

His whole body was wrapped in black energy, and he looked calmly at the crowd in the sky. Finally, his eyes fell on one person, and he spoke slowly, with a cold and ruthless voice: "Pan, are you ready to die?"

Looking at Wen Ning's sudden change in the sky, Pan Yang's heart sank.

Although he didn't know why Wen Ning had such a change, he was not afraid at all. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the light flashed, and there was already a silver spear in his hand.

"Wen Ning, so what if you are a sword cultivator? Others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid. Just come here, I want to see today whether my Spirit Gun is more powerful or your Thirteen Styles of Heavenly Sword. .”

On the ground, black energy suddenly erupted from Wen Ning's body, covering his entire body, and then suddenly disappeared under everyone's gaze.

Just when Pan Yang was on guard, Wen Ning's figure suddenly appeared beside him, and he slashed Pan Yang's arm with a knife.

"Huh." Pan Yang, who had always been on guard, reacted immediately. When he held the spear in his hand, he blocked the sword.

But who knew that Wen Ning used the rebound force to retreat immediately, and then swung his knife towards the crowd with his hand.

Suddenly, a huge black sword energy swept past, and the people caught in the sword energy exploded before they could even scream.

"I was worried before, so you surrounded me. As for now..."

As he spoke, his figure disappeared again in an instant, and the next moment he appeared next to another person, casually dividing that person into two.

"Role reversal, are you ready to wake up?"

Wen Ning, whose mentality has completely changed, now transforms into a murderous god, and every time he dodges, he will definitely take one life.

Rolling black air spurted out from Wen Ning's body, and the black air condensed in the air without dissipating, hovering around Wen Ning's body as if it were alive.

Such a strange scene made even Pan Yang, who was in the middle stage of spiritual transformation, feel a little numb. Look at Wen Ning's face again. Where is the handsomeness from before? There is clearly a bit of evil charm that wants to choose people and devour them.

Rumble!

Above the sky, dark clouds gradually began to gather. Pan Yang looked up and saw a faint flash of lightning.

Pan Yang's heart suddenly moved, and he suddenly had an almost absurd idea.

Maybe this Wen Ning didn't cast some secret technique, but was possessed by a demon?

This idea only existed in his mind for a moment and was extinguished by him. It was not that he didn't want to believe it, but that it was simply impossible. It is extremely difficult for a monk to become a demon. It does not mean that you can become a demon if you want.

There are so many wild cultivators and evil cultivators in the Lawless Land, and there are countless people who go around doing evil all day long. Even so, how many possessed demons do you think there are in the Lawless Land? No, not one.

This Wen Ning just experienced an accident, how could he become a demon just by saying he was possessed?