The villain does one good thing every day

Yama Realm is extremely vast. I don’t know how big this place is and what it looks like. Sometimes there are mountains, sometimes water, sometimes villages, and sometimes towers.Fortunately, Fu Sandao was bent on dying and had no feelings for the life around him. Ling Xing was focused on ranking and didn't care about other things, and the mountains and rivers didn't bother him.

But walking around, I met fewer and fewer people.

Ling Xing sent spirit beasts to pull the corpses to the side of the tower and pile them up, not to see the results of the battle, but to determine which side he had been to and which side he hadn't. Gradually, the piled up corpses were almost as high as the tower. People look up.

Fu Sandao looked at the mountain of corpses and shook his head. With so many corpses, how could there be no place for him? He sighed.

Ling Xing is still conscientiously slaughtering the Sha in the Yama Realm, and tirelessly walks in the Yama Realm.

Fu Sandao persuaded him: "You walk so swaggeringly, other ghosts will hide when they see you."

Ling Xing turned to look at him, seeing that Fu Sandao was cold all over, even though Ling Xing had no killing intent.

Fu Sandao explained: "Change your shape, hide the smell, and try again."

Ling Xing is as good as he is, and changes his appearance casually with a wave of his hand.

They hide the smell and start again.

At the entrance of a certain village, I saw a platform where twenty or so people gathered—since Ling Xing started killing, there has never been such a "large-scale" gathering. Fu Sandao couldn't help sighing nostalgic tone.

A crippled man stood on the stage, waving his hands to start a mobilization meeting for the following: "My compatriots in the evil world! The arrival of Ling Xing has brought a fatal crisis to the development of the evil world, and now we are not working on our own. It's time, every Sha, we must unite and resist the tyrant together."

There was sparse applause from below.

The crippled man continued: "Unity is strength, you see,"

He picked up a chopstick, "A sha is easy to break." He broke the chopstick with a click,

Picking up three more chopsticks, "Three evils..." He broke the three chopsticks with a click, "Just...it's easy to break."

Picking up another chopstick, "But a group of evil people..." He broke a chopstick with a click, "..."

He threw his chopsticks aside: "The point is, unity is more powerful than a single Sha. Think about it, what is the difference between us and Tiangong?"

Sha below looked at him.

"It lies in unity. Although there are many villains in Tiangong—I have dealt with them in the early years, they are united. A united villain is more powerful than a lonely hero!"

He waved his arms, very passionately.

"According to what you mean, everyone is a hero."

Ling Xing's clothes were fluttering, like the wind without a trace, suddenly stopped beside him, put a hand on his shoulder, and spoke in his ear.

The mobilization meeting fell silent. The crippled man swallowed dryly out of fear, and stared, not daring to turn his head to look at the person next to him.

After a moment of silence, the audience at the mobilization meeting stood up with a bang, turned their buttocks, and ran away.

The crippled man stretched out his hand and shouted: "If you say you are not united, you are not united, and you will destroy the world..."

Ling Xing let go of him, took a step forward, and stood in front of him.

The man moved his eyes, turned around and ran away: "Forget it, let's unite next time."

He failed to run and was caught by the collar.

"I have something to ask you," Ling Xing told him to turn around, "Where is number one?"

***

Looking at this majestic palace, even Fu Sandao was amazed. After so many years in the underground, he didn't know there was such a good place. Is this the first treatment?

Ling Xing stepped forward, but was blocked by nineteen gates in front of him. These gates protruded from the ground and surrounded Ling Xing and Fu Sandao. The gates were painted with ferocious beasts, gongs and leather drums hung on the gates. It is engraved with the head of a fierce ghost, extremely ferocious, surrounded from all sides.

"What is this?" Ling Xing asked.

Fu Sandao's face has never been serious: "Shadimen. Nineteen heavy."

Ling Xing turned her head and looked: "These things are also the first to listen to?"

Fu Sandao nodded: "I saw some of them when we were fighting, but they were barely able to bear it. Shadimen are extremely difficult to kill in the world. The more they are, the harder it is to kill. If we kill them, they will be resurrected when they return to the evil world. Back then it was just forcing them back..."

Ling Xing looked at these doors: "Follow me."

A door opened, and a raging fire burst out from inside. The fire was scarlet, dancing like a demon snake, vomiting letters, sparks fell to the ground, and the ground turned into ashes.Ling Xing casually grabbed Fu Sandao and moved behind her, freezing all over her body to block the blow.

Fu Sandao sighed: "Leave me alone..."

Ling Xing kicked Fu Sandao out of his barrier: "Forget it, you can figure it out yourself."

Fu Sandao sat down on the ground and sighed: "Why is it so difficult to find a fairy to kill me? Forget it, let's just kill it, I'm tired..."

Another door opened, a golden light appeared, a rainbow swayed in, a low bridge was erected, the Sanskrit chanting was transmitted from the sky, and the mantra cultural entity hit Ling Xing one after another, the hot Ling Xing shook, and the evil spirit in the body fluctuated .

Ling Xing sneered: "The gate of the evil world still pretends to be a fairy?"

With palms together, fingers interlaced, holding them together, the newly learned fire art scarlet demon snake sprayed out, Ling Xing gave it a name.

"Red Snake!"

The red snake swept across, forcing Immortal Buddha Daoyin to retreat, and the door slammed shut.

Another door opened, and a person came vaguely, with a swaying figure, a gentle face, and beautiful eyes, and walked up to Ling Xing.

She gently stretched out her hand and touched Ling Xing's face: "Xing'er..."

Ling Xing's hands trembled.

Immediately after he stretched his arms, he summoned a knife and pierced the "mother" with one knife. The figure was sucked out of breath, shrank quickly, shrank into a ball of mud screaming.

"Now," Ling Xing raised her head, and the spell climbed up her pupils, "I'm angry."

He put away his thoughts of beating slowly, pulled Fu San up and said: "Let me kill you, I won't give them a chance to make a move." He said and threw him out of the heavy door.

Fu Sandao fell to the ground outside the door with a bang, at least half of his ribs were broken. He got up and sat against the tree, looked at the place surrounded by high doors, and sighed: "It can still be like this..."

Inside the high gates, there were flashes of lightning, dancing flames, surging waves, sounds of swords and roars of wild beasts, and the fighting was very lively.

Finally a door was kicked open, Ling Xing jumped out from inside, but still not relieved, kicked back and smashed the door, the door rumbled down.Ling Xing aimed at the other doors and started killing them one after another.

Fu Sandao shook his head.

There were still a few doors left, and they ran so fast that Ling Xing didn't catch them.

Ling Xing smashed the ground with a fist, and reached out to search inside, but Fu Sandao stopped him: "Brother, although I don't want to disturb you, don't you have other things to do?"

Ling Xing stopped, thought for a while, stood up, patted the ashes on her hands, turned and went up the steps.

There was a young man in white waiting on the steps for a long time, when Ling Xing went up the steps, he saw him.

The young man in white has clear eyebrows, a smile on his face, and an extraordinary bearing. There are two cranes standing beside him.There are two red stripes on the white clothes, holding a flute in his hand, when he met Ling Xing, he saluted first: "I'm not talented, but I'll be number one for the time being, welcome new students to challenge, let's learn martial arts and make progress together."

The young master pretended to invite him again: "Have a cup of tea first?"

Ling Xing didn't move.

The young master smiled: "It's fine if you don't drink it. Then let me introduce the magic weapon and spirit beast I use first. You may get hurt later, so it's better to tell you who made it first. Of course, if you perform well, I will I will consider accepting you and making you into one of my subordinates—but, I don’t guarantee that you will have this opportunity, everything still depends on your performance.”

Ling Xing crossed her arms and tilted her head.

The young master put down the flute: "Don't worry, I don't need the flute, this is too powerful." Then he took out the folding fan, "I'll use this."

Ling Xing looked at him and sincerely advised him: "You will die if you underestimate me."

The young master also put down the folding fan and clapped his hands: "Very energetic, not bad."

Ling Xing glanced at him boredly.

The young master clasped his fists at him: "Don't be sad when you die, as long as you perform well, you still have the chance to be my subordinate. I always cherish talents."

The young master smiled and said, "Then it will begin."

He spoke politely, but his actions were unceremonious. Under the folding fan, a shaped evil spirit came out, opening his mouth to open a huge abyss, and the young master struck the ground as fast as light.

Although the evil spirit didn't hurt Ling Xing, the tip of the folding fan was approaching Ling Xing's throat.

But Ling Xing suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes.

I could only hear someone whispering lightly in my ear: "But you have no chance, I don't cherish talents."

The young master realized it, and his eyes widened. Before he could react, he was kicked on the waist and hit the ground hard. The Seven Scars Sword cut off his head neatly.

Ling Xing stood up.

He walked towards the cranes, the cranes lowered their heads, Ling Xing stretched out his hand: "Follow me."

Blood flowed from the necks of the cranes, dripping on the broken animal tooth bracelet on Ling Xing's wrist, turning into a tooth.

Ling Xing got off the stage, and Fu Sandao, who had half of his ribs broken, was leaning against the tree. He breathed a sigh of relief, and raised his eyes to see him approaching slowly: "You said that I am dead now, does it count as death by your hands?"

Ling Xing shook her head: "I guess it will still be picked up by other evil spirits and practiced."

Fu Sandao coughed, spat out a pool of blood, and sat down again: "Do it."

Ling Xing turned around.

Fu Sandao smiled: "You don't have to be too sad, there will be a day."

Ling Xing: "I'm not sad, I'm looking for a knife."

Fu San said: "..."

Ling Xing turned back and held up a crescent knife: "This cuts the head very neatly, so let's take this."

Fu Sandao nodded and let out a long sigh of relief.

Ling Xing raised his arm, the knife light flashed into Fu Sandao's eyes, he paused: "Do you have any last words?"

Fu Sandao was stunned, thought for a while, sighed, and said in a tone of infinite melancholy, "I cherish my seven gold..."

Immediately he stopped, smiled and shook his head helplessly.

"No."

Ling Xing swung his arm down, beheaded Fu Sandao, and took away Fu Sandao's sword.

"One" was already written on his arm, and he walked towards the tower of Yama Realm.

The little Sha gathered by the pagoda specially came to find some Sha to eat from the pile of corpses. They saw a figure walking over, dragging the first leg of the original Sha world, dragging blood all the way, the young master opened his eyes with reluctance.

There was a stone on the road, Ling Xing went around it, but the son's body was hit and blocked, and Ling Xing roughly dragged it over.

After killing Fu Sandao just now, he was not in a good mood.

Xiao Sha shrank to the side, watching Ling Xing throw the young master into the pile of corpses, the Xiao Sha shivered.

Ling Xing turned her head and stared at it as if she could penetrate the wall, and the Xiaoshas dared not move close.

But Ling Xing's mission was completed, he stepped on the pile of corpses and jumped to the top. The pile of corpses was as high as the tower, and when he looked up, he could see the human world so far away.

Ling Xing condensed her breath and punched towards the exit.

The mirror of the exit snapped open, and immediately after that, the fragments flew and fell. Ling Xing smelled a fragrance different from the rotten and musty smell of Yama Realm, and he was almost used to this disgusting smell.

The sun shines on the tower and on the pile of corpses, and the air pours in from the exit. The Xiaoshas stare in a daze, stare at the top of their heads in a daze, and gather with dull steps, climb up the tower in a daze Climb the pile of corpses, climb up, and climb towards the exit.

Ling Xing looked down at them.

The mirror of the exit was restored at a very fast speed.

Ling Xing understands that he only has this chance.

He jumped out, and jumped back again with a heartbeat.

He knocked down the ground tower with one kick, and overturned the pile of corpses with one kick, before turning over and jumping out of the exit.Immediately there was a wail from below.

Since he is number one in Yama Realm, he has to look evil. He turned over and jumped back to the human world, and the exit was sealed behind his back.

He moved his neck and clenched his fists.

This place is where he fell.

In the shadow of the corner, someone looked at Ling Xing and laughed hoarsely: "Finally..."