Voice of the World [Transmigration Book]

Endless blood fell like rain.

In fact, it’s not all blood. Only the bodies of several immortals and demons were really shredded by the big explosion just now. It turned into such a huge amount of "blood rain" because of the spiritual power of the dead and the caster. The world of this boundary layer is too thick, and the moment it leaves the body, it condenses into colorless "drops" mixed with blood and falls.

This time, just like what has been experienced in the passage of 300 years, neither of the two warring parties had any substantial gains or losses. As usual, they died down after several fights and went back separately.

The black Demon Realm Gate and the Vermilion Immortal Gate in the white mist are slowly closing, heralding that this year's war will come to an end.On this devastated land, there are faint shadows of living beings once inhabited. The green plants grow extraordinarily huge because of the rich spiritual power, and they are stained with ominous blood because of the annual killing.At first glance, it is a green land with infinite vitality, but as long as you pay attention a little, you will find that there is no breath here - every battle will cause the creatures that were finally born here to die again.

Once a year.

Stone is a low-level demon, not even qualified to go to the battlefield.He is not called Shishi either, and the lowly beings in the highly hierarchical world of immortals and demons are not even qualified to have a name.But the weak also have a way of survival for the weak. Some magic weapon fragments left after the battlefield are worthless to the immortals and demons on the battlefield, but they are very valuable to the inferior demons—this battlefield is originally a continent in the world. Since 300 years ago, it has been reduced to the battlefield of the two worlds and the focus of the three worlds.The aura here is chaotic, the space is unstable, and some space loopholes are prone to appear, connecting the fairy world or the demon world.

Although it will return to its original state soon, it is not difficult for a "recidivist" like stone to master.but--

But today was an accident.

The blood-colored spiritual rain gradually subsided, and the dense fog quickly dissipated.As soon as Shi Shi put a broken sword in his pocket and lifted himself up, he was suddenly frightened and dared not move.

In the distant scenery revealed by the scattered mist in front, a shadow slowly appeared in the scorched earth—this is a man wearing a complicated black robe. He wears a black jade crown, and his long wide sleeves almost on the ground.He was tall, and his body could not be seen in the layered clothes, but he felt very powerful at first glance.

There is no other reason. This very tall man carries a "giant sword" with a black scabbard and black hilt on his back. Although there are many people who use heavy swords, even in the demon world that advocates force, using this is almost as tall as an adult. There are very few epee swordsmen.What's more, this giant sword has a strange shape, although it is thick and heavy, it is very slender, almost as wide as an ordinary long sword - it is more like a spear than an overly long epee.

——And it is precisely because the shape of the giant sword is so special that this sword master cannot be mistaken.

Shi Shi almost used all his strength to suppress his aura, but in the eyes of the sword master, his "suppression of aura" might be like an actor shouting with gongs and drums.The sword master in the black robe slowly turned around and said coldly, "You are late."

This sword master looks very ordinary, he is not ugly, but he is definitely not handsome, the only distinctive feature is the handsome eyebrows that fly into the temples and the sharp-edged outline.He was dressed very carefully, and when he turned around, he realized that even his neck was wrapped in layers of Chinese clothes, and the only exposed body was this majestic face.However, this face makes the viewer feel terrible. A black arc mark passes through the eyes and completely occupies the right half of the face. This mark is very strange. It is obviously just a trace, but it has the feeling of a living thing.It is the most enchanting beauty snake, gently swinging its graceful body, luring everyone who looks at it.

Stone is no exception.

Even though he was still in extreme panic just a second ago, now the stone is as light as if he drank the most mellow wine.He staggered with weak legs, and walked towards the sword master step by step uncontrollably.

A little closer... a little closer... a little more—

Then he died.

The unique forehead of the low-level demons was deeply inserted into the soil as the stone fell to the ground, and the dark red soul was pulled out from the body of the stone little by little, and then slowly floated towards the sword master in white clothes. "Late People".

Stone failed to see that the late man was right.The curse mark on the sword master's face was by no means something that low-level demons like him could resist, so he was confused, and was killed by the late people behind him without any pain.If he had had the chance to look back just now, he would never lose his mind again, and could only face death in a painful and miserable death.

——Because this latecomer is so good-looking, full of aggressive beauty, people completely forget to think about the identity of this person, but can't wait to stare at the perfect face that is difficult to distinguish between men and women, even blinking unwilling.

At that time, he will be brutally killed by this white-clothed fairy who hates other people's eyes.

The dark red soul floated to the side of the white-clothed fairy, and all the souls had no consciousness before they failed to form a "ghost body" due to obsession.Just like that, it fluttered into the yin-yang iron plate held by the immortal in white, melting instantly like snowflakes encountering flames, and dissipated into nothingness.

"Not enough... Still not enough..." The immortal in white hugged the Yin-Yang iron plate in his hand tightly: "It's still close... Fu Qianwen, you must hurry up!"

The sword master in black - Fu Qianwen said coldly: "It can't be faster, the population of the fairy world has been declining for the past 300 years, and so has the demon world."

The immortal in white carefully put away the Yin-Yang iron plate, he snorted coldly, his pretty face was stained with anger: "Then open this enchantment! Let the aura here spread throughout the human world to speed up their ascension and becoming demons!"

Fu Qianwen did not deny this method, the lines between his frown deepened, but he said coldly: "How long will it take for the yin-yang reincarnation disk to be full?"

"At the current speed, it will take at least 20 years." The fairy in white gritted his teeth and said, "It has been more than 300 years since His Majesty passed away. How many times will His Majesty be reincarnated in these 20 years? How much will his soul be consumed? Will it be?" Someone humiliated him, bullied him, hurt him, harmed him? Will he ever meet someone like Shangguan Miantang again?! How can I be patient! How can I be patient!"

The lingering and surging sword energy swept across the four directions with the anger of the white-clothed fairy, sweeping across the fields like a strong wind, breaking countless plants.Just like the white-clothed fairy's aggressive and beautiful appearance, his aura is also like a raging beast, a blazing fire, a terrifying enthusiasm that seems to burn the world.

"If Shangguan Miantang hadn't taken His Majesty's head—!"

"Xia Anning, be quiet." Fu Qian said in a cold voice: "What's the use of being anxious, the barrier was set up by senior brother, if you are dissatisfied, you can go to him."

"How can I not be in a hurry! What if I was preempted by Shangguan Miantang's beast?" The fairy in white——Xia Anning paced back and forth on the spot with his hands behind his back, his sharp eyebrows and eyes seemed to be burning with flames: "I will Find His Majesty, I will definitely be the first to find His Majesty—”

Then that sentence that has not been said all the time, no matter whether the other party still remembers me or not, he must say it this time!

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"Ah sneeze!"

The endless green forest is extraordinarily quiet because of the endless summer rain, but it is interrupted by this sudden sneeze.It's just that the sound was so short that people couldn't help but think it was an illusion.Only a moment later, a hoarse voice suddenly remembered being in the drizzle, which proved that the sound just now was not a hallucination.

"It hurts……"

The hoarse voice whispered: "Three...eight...you are looking for...what...body...ah..."

"It hurts to death... I... have..."

At this moment, the master who caused the two worlds of immortals and demons to fight for 300 years and caused countless turbulent waves in the future finally opened his eyes.

Su Zhuo's life officially began.

The author has something to say:

Fu Qianwen: Having such a junior is simply a disaster.

Xia Anning: Having such a senior brother is really annoying.

Su Zhuo: It’s nice to be young~︿(￣︶￣)︿