Konghou [Quick Transmigration]

"Ku Jing, although your accomplishments in swordsmanship are not as good as yours in painting, it is already a rare talent in the world. Before you, there has never been a successful precedent for using painting to enter Daoism. You must think clearly."

"Master, I think very clearly. If the path I am walking has never been taken before, then after I succeed, I will be the No.1 unprecedented, the creator of the world!"

The conversation with Master Wumin on Penglai Island in the past was recalled in Ku Jing's mind. Standing outside the studio door, Ku Jing slightly raised the corners of his mouth as he looked at the thousands of scrolls in the studio.Regardless of becoming a demon or becoming a god, she is already No. 1 who created the world. She is the first person to prove that it is not empty talk to use painting to become a Taoist.

At this moment, someone rushed into the Hall of Virtue in a panic.

It was a maid that Ku Jing had seen at Qing Ling's side, her clothes were covered with blood on her hands, and she was terrified.

"Why are you panicking?" Ku Jing walked out and asked in a soft voice.

The servant girl recovered a little bit of sanity, and stammered: "Madam... Your Majesty... Madam and Your Majesty..."

Before she could finish speaking, the voice of the dry mirror had passed her and disappeared into the Hall of Virtue.

"What's wrong with Madam and Your Majesty?" The maid who was beside the dry mirror just now asked anxiously.

"They... are all dead!"

"what?"

"This……"

Ku Jing walked into Qingling's residence, and immediately saw two corpses under the embroidered kite tree, Qingling and Feng Lie, or in other words, Qingling and Mohun.

Ku Jing approached and found that Mo Hun was killed by Qing Ling, because Qing Ling was holding a knife when he died, and the handle of the knife almost sank into Mo Hun's chest.The soul of Mo resided on Feng Lie's body, and Feng Lie's body was fragile at this time, so just a knife killed him.However, Ku Jing couldn't see Qing Ling's death. She was held in Mo Hun's arms, and her final frozen expression was remorse.

Ku Jing put her hand on Qingling's body, probed with her magic energy, and found that her purple mansion was shattered.There was no trace of trauma on her body, and the movement of the aura that had stopped flowing in her meridians was still normal, so as long as there was one possibility, it was Qingling who shattered her purple mansion by herself.Ku Jing didn't understand why, until she opened Mo Hun's mouth, only to find that the blood vessel at the base of Feng Lie's tongue had been bitten off. Judging from the wound, it should have happened a month ago. mortal wound.

Dry Mirror may understand what happened.

Mo Hun did occupy Feng Lie's body, but at that time Feng Lie might have bitten his tongue and committed suicide due to the humiliation.Thinking about it, the soul strength of Feng Lie, who is blessed with luck, is unlikely to be successfully suppressed by the dying ink soul in a normal state, so the ink soul did not kill Feng Lie, he just occupied it after Feng Lie died. his body.She didn't know whether Mo Hun was unwilling to tell Qingling, or Mo Hun couldn't tell Qingling. Qingling didn't know that Feng Lie committed suicide. She thought it was Mo Hun who killed Feng Lie and her husband in order to prolong her life.

Qing Ling may or may not have thought about being with Mo Hun, but in the end she still couldn't accept Mo Hun occupying Feng Lie's body, so she killed Mo Hun.However, after Mo Hun's death, Qing Ling somehow learned the truth about Feng Lie's death, perhaps because of Feng Lie or Mo Hun, or both, Qing Ling finally chose to commit suicide.

Ku Jing didn't know what happened to Qing Ling and Mo Hun before they died, and she didn't know who Qing Ling was thinking of at the end, but she was sure that all three of them were dead.

Both Qing Ling and Feng Lie died because of their absurd love that even they themselves couldn't understand.And because of their unexpected deaths, the Yan Luo Hall, which had already experienced two twists and turns, became a mess again, and many people were spying on the throne of Venerable Chi Yan, wanting to become the new king of Yan Luo Hall.Among these people are demon cultivators, demon cultivators, ghost cultivators, and many Taoist cultivators. They fight against each other in their own ways, causing people to lose their lives in Yanluo Temple every day.

A heavy shadow once again shrouded the sky over Yan Luo Hall. The heavy oppressive feeling made some people's blood boil, but also made some people unable to breathe.

As the only remaining demon lord in the Yanluo Palace, Ku Jing should have been the biggest contender for the position of the Demon Lord as the pinnacle of the Yanluo Palace, but because of her fake personality, everyone agreed ignoring her possibility.However, these people did not regard Ku Jing as an enemy, but they all wanted to turn her into a teammate.

Every day, there are visitors to the Hall of Virtue of the Dry Mirror, and sometimes these visitors will meet together, and then they are too big to shoot in front of the Dry Mirror.Ku Jing always looked at them without saying a word, she seemed to be waiting for something, and the paintings under her pen gradually outlined the entire majestic Yan Luo Temple.

"The sky will be chaotic, who will hold the sky?" Ku Jing chanted a sentence, fainting the cloud drawn on the Yanluo Hall.

The servant girl observed her expression and asked in a low voice, "Why can't it be the master yourself?"

Ku Jing didn't answer her question, nor did she express anything, she was also thinking and calculating.

Another month later, the master of the Yanluo Hall is still uncertain, and the power that was originally respected by one person gradually disintegrated, splitting into candidates one by one.Then the internal troubles have not disappeared, and the external troubles are still there. The big cake of the Yanluo Palace and the powerful army of the Chiyan Army are always wanted to be possessed, so when the Yanluo Palace has no leader, the new monster who has been eyeing it all the time The king and the old Demon Lord united together and set off with the Demon Realm to attack Yanluo Palace.

The scattered forces of Yanluo Palace temporarily assembled together, and made an oath that whoever can stop this external turmoil will be the next master of Yanluo Palace, the new Supreme.It's a pity that the temporarily combined relationship is too fragile, like a piece of loose sand, the army of Yanluo Palace fought repeatedly at the border of the Demon Realm, until the last battle, the Demon Realm reached the first gate of the Yanluo Palace.

Naturally, Yanluo Palace cannot be just a palace, it is a city, a city that was once impregnable.

"The sky will be chaotic, who will hold the sky?" Ku Jing stood on the tower, looking at the bloody setting sun in the sky, and asked the same question again.

too messy.The dry mirror looked down at the battlefield below, the conspicuous red of the Chiyan army melted into the black ocean of the demon king, the people who led them died, and they were scattered on the battlefield, as if every move and every move was the final blow.If there is no interference, the Chiyan Army will be completely defeated, and the Yanluo Temple will probably cease to exist.

Who can interfere in the battlefield of blood and fire?Under the dry mirror, looking at the people who fought for power in Yanluo Palace before, they are so insignificant in the crowd, like ants.

Since someone has to hold up the sky, why can't it be me?

Ku Jing narrowed his eyes slightly, suddenly the impulse of a rather big devil surged in his heart.Speaking of which, she hasn't been an absolute villain in many worlds, and I really miss that feeling of destroying the world.

On the battlefield that day, someone saw the arrival of the savior.

In the bloody wind, when the situation is about to decline, when the red of the Chiyan Army is about to be swallowed by the black.Everyone heard the deafening roar of the dragon above their heads, a dragon circled tens of feet suddenly above the tower of the Yanluo Palace, the huge monster roared and rushed towards the black ocean, it did not land He raised his neck and let out a long roar, and the purple flame that spewed out was like a huge wave, burning wherever it went, and the black ocean was forced to recede steadily by the huge purple wave, just like sea water at low tide.

The participation of this giant dragon excited the people of Yanluo Temple. They didn't know where this dragon came from, they only knew that this dragon was fighting side by side with them.

"Children from the Demon Realm, dare to bully me that there is no one in Yanluo Hall!" The fierce female voice echoed from all directions on the entire battlefield, although the coercion of the voice was on everyone's head, those with low cultivation were like a toppled city wall. kneel down.Everyone finally saw the person on the back of the dragon. Her figure expanded to ten feet. The red clothes were hunting in the wind. She was the largest existence on the entire battlefield after the thunder dragon. .

It was crushed by absolute power. With just a wave of her hand, thousands of birds flew together, hundreds of beasts galloped, thunder and fire fell from the sky, and ravines opened on the ground. match.This is the most majestic massacre, with the screams of the enemy one after another, under this absolute power, they can't continue to fight, only full of horror and desire to escape, before the blink of an eye, the black ocean dried up, they The coefficient fell down and became a stretch of black soil.

This is not a battle, this is a massacre.

Even if it wasn't him who was suffering, the disparity in strength made the people in Yanluo Temple instinctively afraid, as if they were also black mud paving the ground.

At that moment, none of them could remember the person's name.

This battle ended with the death of all the troops on one side. The people of Yan Luo Temple looked up at the sky, saw the thunder dragon disappearing in the roar, and saw the ten-foot-tall figure descending from the sky.The red clothes were like the bright sun, and the ground where she landed stirred up hundreds of feet of dust. She stepped out of the dust, and the turbulent tide of beasts merged into her body that gradually returned to its original form.

"I want to be king, so do you have any opinions?" The man asked loudly, his sharp eyes made people unable to look directly at him, as if his soul would be torn apart just by looking at it.

No one spoke, only figures kneeling on the ground, bowing to this absolutely undoubted strong man.

From this moment on, Feng Lie of slaying the dragon has truly become a thing of the past, and the god who swept the entire battlefield is their real king.

At this point, Ku Jing, who tried his best to turn the tide, became the new master of Yan Luo Temple and also the new Demon Lord.

The powerful power of the new Demon Lord brought back the power that Yan Luo Temple had lost, but these powers expanded sequentially after gathering together, and gradually doubled and tripled to become more than ten times their original size.The ambition of the new Demon Lord to unify the six realms became obvious as the power of Yan Luo Temple continued to expand.

And the new Demon Lord is different from the original Demon Lord, she threatened to protect all those who join the Yanluo Temple, whether it is a demon cultivator, demon cultivator, ghost cultivator, Taoist cultivator, or Buddhist cultivator, regardless of good or evil, regardless of merit or demerit, as long as they join the Yanluo Temple It is always under her wings.Therefore, Yan Luodian is no longer satisfied with the simple evil forces, and the evil forces can no longer satisfy her appetite. What she wants is the entire cultivation world, no matter the black or white, she wants everyone to submit to her.

Everyone can see Ku Jing's thoughts, she is absolutely worthy of the name of the Great Demon King.