Born to be King [Quick Transmigration]

They... Xiao Xuanqing couldn't understand.

Aside from his astonished eyes, Luo Zhifeng and Li Luoqiong were communicating with each other unknown to others.

They faced each other from a distance, and after a while, Li Luoqiong took the initiative to say in her heart: "I have been imprisoned in my voice, and it is difficult to act rashly like my vision. At the same time, my cultivation has also brought me greater restrictions, so I can't speak for the time being." .”

The stronger the cultivation base, the greater the restrictions in this regard.This also led to Li Luoqiong being able to put on a pair of glasses for Xiao Xuan, but he couldn't solve the problem of speaking for the time being.

Li Luoqiong continued to say in his heart: "When my voice recovers, I will fight you—"

His heartbeat is no longer a glacier of eternal tranquility, but splashes of joyful water abruptly.Luo Zhifeng felt Li Luoqiong's boundless fighting spirit, as well as his desire to seek a further breakthrough in the way of swordsmanship.

From Xiao Xuanqing's point of view, the two big bosses who got along peacefully just now suddenly formed a tense atmosphere.

His face turned pale. Although he didn't understand what happened in such a short time, he didn't want to be caught between the two!

He'll be spilled into a patty!Xiao Xuan was so flustered that he was about to call a stop immediately, the hairs all over his body stood up, like a baboon with messy hair...

At this moment, Luo Zhifeng promised softly: "Okay."

He could understand Li Luoqiong's meaning. This sword cultivator who only had a sword in his heart was an upright person, but he was not unkind at all.He could choose to fight Luo Zhifeng privately, after all, Luo Zhifeng's vest "Lu Zhiling" was notoriously discredited.

Once the news of his appointment with "Lu Zhiling" gets out, it will immediately set off a bloodbath, and there will inevitably be people who maliciously suspect whether Li Luoqiong, the guest of Lingxianzong, has colluded with the people of the Demon Dao.

This will somewhat damage Li Luoqiong's reputation.

But Li Luoqiong's statement was to say that he would put this duel on the surface!

Because he puts Luo Zhifeng at a high level worthy of attention, he is not afraid of gossip, and he is not afraid of losing his reputation and status... He wants to fight Luo Zhifeng clearly and openly!

So Luo Zhifeng answered him—OK.

The almost conflicting atmosphere lingering between the two disappeared at once, Li Luoqiong took a few steps forward, and walked to Luo Zhifeng's side.

This is a subtle distance. It is so subtle that Luo Zhifeng can stab the dagger into Li Luoqiong's heart as soon as he reaches out, and it is so subtle that Li Luoqiong can also draw the sword out of its sheath immediately to "slay demons and demons".

This should be a gesture of mutual trust between close friends!Xiao Xuan Qingxin squeezed tightly, and stabilized his body by grabbing Lu Zhoubai's arm.

Anyway, he felt nervous and conflicted, his eyes were not his own.The righteous Keqing and the devil... Fuck, he didn't expect this combination! !

Lu Zhoubai didn't mind Xiao Xuanqing grabbing his hand, leaned over and asked Xiao Xuanqing in a low voice: "What's the relationship between them?"

Xiao Xuan pondered his words lightly, sworn enemy?Enemy?But it's not like, there is a kind of contradictory and inexplicably harmonious atmosphere in them... Sometimes it can be seen that they do exist on opposite sides.

Before he could figure out how to answer Lu Zhoubai, the little ancestor interjected, "Is he the illegitimate son of this sword cultivator?"

Xiao Xuanqing: "???"

He pushed Lu Zhoubai violently, and said, "Don't think about it, it's nothing like that!"

After finishing speaking, Xiao Xuanqing's body was still trembling, this guess was a bit too scary.

None of them noticed that for a moment, "Lu Zhiling"'s small body trembled slightly, and Li Luoqiong even trembled slightly at the same moment - this reaction came from another consciousness existing in his body.

At the same time, the dull-eyed young man Mo Shang also responded in exactly the same way.There was a voice from his soul, which seemed to be a lament from the beginning of time, and the powerful bell was always accompanied by it.

During the few seconds of "staring", Mo Shang seemed to be overlooking countless tiny light spots from a commanding height.They are the only living creatures in the dead and wide crimson region, but some of the light spots in them do not emit the brightness of a bright moon, but are filled with dull, turbid black and blood red.

The earth roared and roared because of their existence, sending out bursts of dissatisfaction and fear that shook the world, as if these turbid light spots were eating its life from the cocoon!

Mo Shang recognized who the two light spots of different colors represented.The bright spots of light refer to the cultivators who have entered the spiritual sea, while the turbid spots of light show distorted and decayed souls upon magnification.

They are killing living monks, and they want to put on this realistic human skin and break free!

However, the "picture" Mo Shang saw continued to change, and the perspective of overlooking disappeared, and then he seemed to be a player in the game, and he was pulled and saw more clips in a whirlwind.

——The world has fallen, and every "person" who has no time to escape is full of fear and panic. In this catastrophe, life is worthless!

Someone tried to fly and stagnate in mid-air with all the magic energy in his body, but immediately fell to the cracked ground like a kite with a broken string, as if being pulled by two big hands.

The sky, like the earth, was dyed blood red. Mo Shang saw that no one survived, and their bodies sank and sank along with the shattered demon world.

Suddenly, the whole screen began to shake!Mo Shang saw a pair of hands cut the throats of the dead, and using their gurgling black blood as a guide, he drew an unimaginably huge blood array on the ground that was about to burst.

The blood array lit up with a scarlet light, imprisoning the souls of all the dead at the moment of their death.

The bodies of these dead people have been drowned in the deep sea along with the demon world, and they will be calmed by the thousands of years of tidal waves, but these hands have frozen their time forcibly, and they must remember it forever The most painful moment of death and suffocation!

Mo Shang saw that there were tiny scales clinging to those arms that were so white that they were mixed with a little gray, they were cyan snake-shaped scales that glowed with a strange light.

Teng Snake really told a lie from the very beginning, how could he be hurting his compatriots in the Demon Realm?What he did to them can be summed up as an extreme hatred of poison!

The "picture" shook even more violently, and nameless anger surrounded Mo Shang's heart, like a raging fire burning his heart all the time.

"Heh..." The young man understood the reason why so many "pictures" appeared at the same time, and also understood the source of this nameless anger, "Heaven, what do you want me to do?"

Such a small hint was enough for Mo Shang to deduce that the faintly ringing voice in his ear came from the Dao of Heaven——the Dao of Heaven in this crumbling Demon Realm!

"Do you want me to kill those dead souls for you?" Mo Shang said.

He knew that his mind-questioning realm had already begun... The existence of the "examination paper" responsible for providing this questioning mind is the way of heaven in this demon world!

The "picture" in front of Mo Shang's eyes was changed back to the original condescending scene, which should belong to the perspective of heaven.This time, the picture has changed slightly compared to just now, and the light spots of turbid colors are annihilated one by one, and then return to the previous appearance, and the cycle repeats.

Mo Shang nodded slightly: "I see."

This is Heaven's answer.

When Mo Shang dropped the last syllable, his body was enveloped by an invisible force, and he regained his clear vision, but his face reflected in the water was blurred, and the sword in his hand became a wisp. The extremely light and thin silk thread hangs softly on the young man's wrist.

Mo Shang raised his head, his clear eyes contained a vague smile, he didn't lose the entanglement of his original weapon at all, and leaped towards one of the mottled light spots without hesitation.

Wang Yazi is a monk who entered the spiritual sea to make up the numbers. Their sect didn't have any monks with good cultivation skills, but in order to meet the number target of the department above, Wang Yazi was successfully selected.

But Wang Yazi didn't realize that she was here to make up the numbers. On the contrary, she was so happy that she was selected.

Before she was selected by Xianmen, she was a concubine of a small family, and she lived on the breath of her sister-in-law. After entering Xianmen, her status did not change in any way—because her sister also entered the sect. , and even became a disciple of the inner sect!

Wang Yazi's mother has always taught her how to intrigue, and she always hopes that she will overthrow her sister-in-law and become a master.Over time, Wang Yazi's mentality has become distorted, jealous and moody. She can't see the good of others, but she likes to communicate with others in a hypocritical way.

At the same time, there are many unrealistic fantasies in her heart, and she wants to become a master one day, like the protagonist of the story, who blocks people and kills people, and gods block and kill gods!

This time, being selected for the trip to Linghai made Wang Yazi proud and indulgent, and firmly believed that her chance had come——

She resentfully and sarcastically ridiculed her classmates who were not selected, and even tore her face with her friends who she despised.In this way, Wang Yazi broke into the secret realm of Linghai with great confidence.

Her good luck seems to have really come—a rare young fairy beast jumped into the crude trap made by Wang Yazi!

Wang Yazi caressed the soft fur of this "fairy beast" that approached her, and fell into endless fantasies about the future.

She can't wait to rely on this fairy beast to get the envious eyes of the sect's people, and trample down the existence that once looked down on her... Especially the sister-in-law who has been pressing on her all the time, she can't do it by selling her body. Her sister-in-law handed over resources that were easily obtained to her so easily!

Wang Yazi gritted her teeth, recalling the scene at that time, she still couldn't help trembling with humiliation—she was demonstrating against herself, she must be secretly mocking herself!

When the time comes to go out, when I rely on you to become a master...Wang Yazi looked at the "immortal beast" sitting on her lap, showing a distorted and slightly hideous smile, and when the time came, she would bring her this life... The most insulting sister-in-law was bought into a brothel, and she was asked to try to be that bitty prostitute with red lips!

Drowning in her own imagination, she wanted to cut off her own finger, feed blood into the mouth of the fairy beast, and recognize the master with blood——

Wang Yazi didn't notice that the "fairy beast" obediently resting on her hand was sticking out its tongue greedily, its eyes were not on the blood that was about to fall into her mouth, but on her finger.

It wants to eat... It has been imprisoned for so many years, and it has long wanted to devour blood!If it wasn't that it couldn't beat those of its kind, how could it, a former monk, be reduced to wearing a beast's skin as a disguise?

Fortunately, this woman really regarded it as a bullshit fairy beast, and wanted to form a master-slave contract with it.It just finds it ridiculous, and immediately it will be able to resist this woman with the freshest mouthful of blood!

Just when both the contracted person and the "beast" were harboring ulterior motives, Wang Yazi noticed a bright light hitting the fairy beast.

Who wants to kill her fierce beast? !Surprised and angry, Wang Yazi ran away from the fairy beast, and when she saw the young man with a low cultivation level, she showed a murderous intent.

When she saw the silk thread in the young man's hand again, Wang Yazi felt even more ridiculous: "My cultivation is not as good as mine, and you still use such a ridiculous weapon, who gave you the courage to attack my things?!"

Mo Shang held the silk thread, a little surprise flashed in his eyes, as if he didn't expect Wang Yazi to escape so easily.

After that, he looked at himself and smiled: "So that's how it is..."

His current cultivation base is restricted to be two levels lower than Wang Yazi's.It is even more impossible for him to rely on the power of the spiritual weapon to subdue Wang Yazi, after all, what the heavens gave him is only such a short line!