Born to be King [Quick Transmigration]

Lu Zhiling didn't seem to care about Mo Shang's hasty departure, and he didn't even cast a glance at Mo Shang. He just stood up and said calmly, "That's it."

After finishing speaking, he left without haste, leaving behind a group of demon cultivators who looked at each other in blank dismay.

The demon cultivators were shocked and surprised by Mo Shang's actions. The only thing they had in common was that they didn't feel the slightest bit of recognition and gratitude for Mo Shang's helping Lu Zhiling.

"I'm afraid Mo Shang is crazy, isn't he?!" Someone took a deep breath and let out a long cry of amazement, as if the air in the lungs had been expelled in one breath, "Is this a joke? Save a Moxiu——?"

Someone responded, "He's either crazy or stupid, he doesn't know what a chance this is to kill Lu Zhiling?"

On the contrary, the demon cultivators scoffed at Mo Shang's actions, thinking that he might be stupid.

"My brain is not very clear..."

They whispered, what a great opportunity, Mo Shang just gave up for nothing.The way of the devil is different from the way of the righteous. The devil cultivators will not support the suzerain with all their heart after he ascends the throne. They want to go back and devour the flesh and bones of the people on top of them at any time.

They are ferocious wolves waiting to challenge the wolf king in the clan at any time. They can only be suppressed with absolute strength, and they cannot be fully cultivated no matter what.

They don't care whether it's the right way or the evil way.

Some demon cultivators thought, wouldn't Mo Shang help out because he cared about the past friendship between masters and assholes?Thinking of this possibility, their faces were all distorted.

Hey, what the hell is a past friendship?

Wouldn't it be foolish not to take this opportunity to eliminate the hostility and engage in deep friendship? !They squinted at Mo Shang's leaving figure, their expressions were indescribable.

When the demon cultivators Mo Shang's behavior was ridiculed and ironic, they did not expect what this meant.

Once the idea of ​​Mo Shang being stupid enough to help the people of the Demonic Dao was established in their hearts, it represented a seed of suggestion.

He can ignore the gap between the righteous way and the evil way, and save people without thinking in front of two people. Does it mean that in Mo Shang's heart, there is no difference between the righteous way or the devil way?

In addition, Mo Shang deliberately went to the position of high-level demons before, so it is not difficult for the demon cultivators to have such an idea——

Mo Shang can be on the righteous way, can't he also come to their evil way?

Mo Shang's previous position as acting suzerain also represented his will in a certain way... It can't be because he has the spirit of bearing humiliation!

At the moment when the demon cultivators subtly recognized Mo Shang, the Zhengdao side had no time to take care of them.

They are the ones who propose to use large-scale formations to annihilate the living dead and execute them.

The magic way is not suitable for this kind of thing, because they need to set up large and small interconnected formations in several corners of this world, most of which are located in the mortal world that is in great turmoil.

Obviously, the bad reputation of Mo Dao is not enough to convince and cooperate with people in the mortal world.

Who knows if Mo Dao will use the excuse of the formation to rob and kill people?

Even the Devil's side can't guarantee it, after all, some chaotic little devil sects recruit disciples to kill all of them first!

On the contrary, because Zhengdao has always opened the immortal gate to select the disciples of the sect according to the usual practice, it has a very wide reputation in the common world, and everyone knows it.

The eye of the formation has been determined by Bai Yue, the current suzerain of Lingxianzong, using the divination tool left by the old suzerain - it is in a small village of mortals.

Coincidentally... Mo Shang's gaze swept across the burnt marks left on some of the earthen walls, and some gray residue accumulated in some places.

This small village happens to be Wuluo Village, the hometown of Mo Shang and the real Lu Zhiling, which was rebuilt on the old site.

"Immortal Chief, the little old man has found out, and will try his best to cooperate with you. I just don't know..." The village chief with a stooped body shyly put on a flattering smile. He looked old and somewhat cunning, with a pair of There was an unknown light in the mouse's eyes, "I just don't know if this will... hurt the people in our village?"

After Wuluo Village was rebuilt, all the previous villagers died. After their reincarnation, Lu Zhiling only brought some of the former villagers back to the rebuilt Wuluo Village for resettlement.

It has long since changed hands, charred houses have been turned to ashes and buried under new ones, and the collapsed village walls have been rebuilt once again.

Now Wuluo Village has changed its appearance, strange yet familiar, Mo Shang can feel the bursts of complex emotions in his chest after walking on this land again, which belong to the real Mo Shang.

He was... thinking about the past.

"Don't worry," Bai Yue said to the old village head, "We will definitely ensure your safety."

"That's good, that's good," the old village chief repeated twice, and behind him stood many villagers who came to watch and eavesdrop, "Everyone heard it! The fairy elders will definitely protect us -"

Mo Shang saw the almost imperceptible malice in the village head's eyes, but he only smiled along with him, looking quite friendly.

During the period when the formation was formed, Mo Shang and the others needed to continuously input spiritual power into it, so that the formations could establish inextricable relationships before they could cover this vast land.

The outer formations were managed by elites dispatched from several sects, but Ling Xianzong did not completely relax so easily, but asked the disciples and elders of the inner sect to assign credible candidates to monitor every move of other sects.

Ling Xianzong has done a good job in this aspect, but from Mo Shang's point of view, there are quite a few gaps in this "heaven and earth net".

Mo Shang and others also need to take care of this most core formation, and it is enough not to leave.

It's a big matter, and Li Luoqiong, who went to retreat, as Ling Xianzong's guest secretary, had to go out to go.

The disciples of Ling Xianzong who had just entered the school received this figure, and stood in front of Li Luoqiong's quiet room with trepidation.The stone gate was opened without wind, slanting out a biting cold, the cold air made the lips of the young monk black, and the spiritual power covering his body was like brittle ice flakes under the cold air.

Then, the trembling young monk stared, and his eyes directly met with some kind of creature lurking in the ice room.

The blood beasts, which looked like bats, were completely white and almost merged with the frost formed on the rock wall, staring upside down at the young monk numbly.

"!! How can there be such a monster here!"

They are all white, and look a bit holy and ice-snow, but their small blood-red beast eyes are the reason why they are called "blood beasts"——

Blood beasts like to eat people and have a cruel temperament. Their eyes are good storage containers for storing the most essential drop of blood in the body of the "prey" that is torn and crushed by their sharp mouthparts.

And this blood beast is a level higher than the young monk.

And in front of him, there are countless blood beasts at a glance, and their non-mechanism eyes exude scarlet blood.

"Ahhh!" The young monk's scalp was about to explode, who... who brought such a large number of blood beasts into Lingxianzong? !

One of the most frightening habits of blood beasts is... they never die when they run into their prey!Even mosquitoes are so small and fragile, they will never let them go--

It's numb like a locust!

At this moment, the young monk completely forgot about the task, and the words he had repeated countless times in his heart made him forcefully choke out a few words: "Li... guest, Qing."

The second he yelled out the name, he heard a faint um.

The sound almost made the young monk think it was an auditory hallucination. He was so embarrassed that he was about to run out with his hands and feet, but a snowy light flashed before his eyes?

No, it's Jian Guang——

Wearing only a thin white underwear, Li Luoqiong appeared in the cold air with an indifferent expression and a hint of confusion.

So many blood beasts formed a blood line under his sword light. A small hole the size of a needlepoint appeared in the center of their heads with incomparable precision. A little dirty blood stuck to the hole, like moldy mold. red gemstone.

"Yes." Li Luoqiong said.

The young monk was so frightened that he couldn't say a word, he felt great pressure.When he was afraid and even resented that these things were going to take his life, this one didn't even bat an eye, he just wiped out the threat.

More uneasiness emerged in his heart... I interrupted Li Keqing's retreat, wouldn't I also be killed by him with a sword?

The beam of sword light that the young monk saw seemed to be the horn of the god of death, which gave him the illusion that Li Luoqiong was not only going to kill those blood beasts, he also wanted to kill him!

"I do not……"

The young monk spoke tremblingly, but for some reason, Li Luoqiong seemed to have understood his purpose: "The suzerain asked me to leave the customs? I already know."

"What are you still doing? Don't leave?" While the young monk was in a daze, the murderous god in white seemed to have foreseen the cause and effect in his eyes, and did not show any anger at all...

distinct?It is clear that his body is full of aura?

So... easy to talk to?Li Keqing?The young monk thought blankly, feeling that the stone that was pressing on his heart was finally torn off.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a gloomy look at the end of Li Luoqiong's eyes, and because he saw it too quickly, he took it as an illusion.

With the cultivation level of a young monk, he couldn't hear Li Luoqiong's whispers, so he didn't know the cause and effect.The reason why Li Luoqiong went out of the gate so easily and went directly to the eye of the formation was because he encountered obstacles in his practice——

He seemed to be talking to himself: "It's still a little bit worse, what else is it?"

Li Luoqiong felt that there was still a crucial thing missing in his practice, he was talking to himself, wondering, and at the same time sharing his confusion with his "half body".

His "half body" controlled his body, Dai Li Luoqiong answered the young monk, and offered to say: "Go to the formation, I will wait for you there."

"Don't you want to fight me? Maybe the opportunity for you to break through is there." Luo Zhifeng said, his eyes were dark and deep.

Not long after, Li Luoqiong arrived as scheduled.

His sudden arrival made Bai Yue determined, but when Li Luoqiong proposed to fight Mo Shang, even if the young suzerain was bald, he couldn't refuse and win back the idea of ​​a persistent swordsman——

Xiao Xuanqing happened to be among the monks stationed in Wuluo Village. When he found out that Li Luoqiong was going to fight Mo Shang, his pupils constricted and he couldn't help thinking...

Isn't Boss Li going to make an appointment with Lu Zhiling?Why did they suddenly fight with Mo Shang?Aren't their sword cultivators very dedicated and persistent? !

He was as close as ever to the truth—

But in the next second, Xiao Xuanqing's thoughts turned to the trench.

Could it be because Boss Li thinks that Mo Shang is better than Lu Zhiling...?Did he dislike Lu Zhiling? ?But isn't Lu Zhiling and Mo Shang's fight a draw?