Born to be King [Quick Transmigration]

"Did you find it?"

Xiao Xuan raised his hand tremblingly, and quickly glanced at the great god standing in front of him. The way he spoke suddenly caused the two great gods to look at him in unison.

With a smile on the corner of the mouth pretending to be a child, combined with his real identity, Xiao Xuanqing couldn't help but feel that he was the meat on the cutting board and was being targeted.The one who only had the sword in mind, his eyes were light, as if he was approaching an ice cave, and his heart was cold.

He trembled a bit, but he still said quickly: "We met too few people... Ten out of ten are monsters that occupy people's bodies."

Xiao Xuan was terrified: "I originally thought that there would be opportunities and spirits everywhere, but now, I suspect that this is a well-designed trap, and we are the prey that fell into it!"

"Huh?" Lu Zhiling smiled at him, and said in a child's nonchalant tone, "So what?"

"Just kill them all before leaving!"

"Just kill them all before leaving."

Lu Zhiling and Li Luoqiong spoke in unison, with the same indifferent tone.

Xiao Xuan was ashamed to shut up, smiling a little awkwardly.

How could he have forgotten this moment, the two people on the opposite side don't necessarily care about this kind of thing, they have absolute self-confidence!

Xiao Xuanqing was wrong. The secret realm of Linghai is not a pure trap, but most of the treasures under it are not qualified to touch.

But in this way, Luo Zhifeng also discovered that the situation in the Demon Realm is not very good, and even the spiritual things are unable to produce.

In the original plot, the demon world's test for the protagonist Mo Shang is not to kill the resentful soul, but to let the resentful soul escape to the world of cultivating immortals.

The way the original plot is handled shows that the Demon Realm has adopted two non-helping and two-phase balancing measures against the monks in the cultivating world and the local resentful souls—now it is using the name of the test to ask Luo Zhifeng, an outsider, to kill the world the resentful soul...

This just shows that some kind of "pollution" that cannot be let go has been imposed on the resentful soul, so that even if the only holder of the light and dark spiritual root is sacrificed, the demon world will kill them on the spot!

Luo Zhifeng said softly: "...system?"

Sure enough, the fall of the Demon Realm has a great connection with the actions of the systems.

As he thought, a sword rolled down the head of another resentful soul.

It is still too difficult to deal with high-level people across realms, not to mention that it is becoming more difficult to gradually identify the existence of resentful spirits. They are no longer like long-dead monsters, and the most abrupt features such as stiffness and coldness have begun to disappear. .

Now they have human's seven emotions and six desires, have fake soft skin, warm breath...beating heart, and also learn to communicate with surviving companions.

They discovered Luo Zhifeng, the "slayer", and discussed how to encircle and intercept him.

There were large and small wounds on the young man's body, and fresh blood flowed along the road. The soles of his shoes were stained with the blood of himself or the enemy, soaking the ground.

A shivering monk covered his mouth and nose, looking at Luo Zhifeng as if he was looking at the scythe of death about to fall.She waited for death in fear, but only saw the sharp awn drawn by the ordinary sword cut the throat of her companion.

At that moment, the cultivator's pupils constricted even more than when the sword struck her. She saw her close companion turned into a monster, and fell under the sword while panting!

She scrambled away, and this time, she no longer regarded Luo Zhifeng as a plague god, but squinted at the young man's appearance from the corner of her eye from another angle.

——His pupils are clear and his appearance is handsome, but it's a pity that the big and small bloody wounds tore this flawless into a small mouth.

The splattered blood fell on the clothes, like a mottled red plum blooming...

The monk couldn't help but feel a little nervous. She saw a sad and unfathomable beauty in the young man, which made people want to take a few steps forward.

But in fact, the cultivator took a few steps back silently, and her intuition led her to notice some subtler places.When the young man glanced over, what she saw was not an existence that needed to be cared for, but a flower wrapped around a dead bone.

This makes her body dodge before her brain!

But Luo Zhifeng wasn't looking at this monk, he was looking at the sky, black clouds rolled into every corner of his field of vision like a wave, and from the corner of his eye, he could catch a glimpse of the purple thunder that was like a catastrophe.The weather in this remnant of the demon world has always been like this, and no one except Luo Zhifeng noticed it.

The reason why Luo Zhifeng paid attention was because he heard the angry roar of the demon world!

This sound almost shattered the eardrums, and made people's heads buzz, as if millions of people gathered in their ears, shouting and shouting, gathering together the monotonous and most disgusting voice!

It is like a lingering wolf, using its voice to deter the enemy, but its sharp claws and teeth are all broken, licking its own blood in hatred.

It can't make any substantive measures, and can only use this method to warn its enemies in vain-to be strong outside but do nothing.

The monks in this area can't go to the heaven to listen, the aborigines here have been reduced to the enemy's tools, and the demon world is helpless... In the roaring and roaring, there may be low and suppressed bruises, it can only see As the intruder once again broke into no one's land.

But, after all, someone still heard the voice of Heavenly Dao in the Demon Realm, and its reaction gave Luo Zhifeng a hint and warning...

He judged it in an instant: "The power of the system? Is this its last trick?"

Luo Zhifeng glanced at the void around his body, and as expected, his vision was blocked, temporarily cutting off his perception of the grasped system.

Immediately afterwards, the boundless darkness engulfed his body. The monk witnessed this scene, and his entire consciousness was engulfed just by seeing it.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" the monk cried out in pain, and her subconscious mind immediately made her cut off her perception of the outside world.She collapsed limply, with blood overflowing from the corner of her mouth, frowning tightly on her pale face, bearing great pain.

She only saw a corner by chance, and she had such a strong reaction—what is this darkness that is coming?

He is feeling something from countless different perspectives.

He became a criminal who was about to be sentenced to death—on the execution platform, the execution tools were ready, but a rusty ax was hung on his neck, and he was tied up with rough ropes, and the people behind him trembled. Great, someone else was talking to him: "I can't find a new execution tool, so let's use the woodcutter's axe!"

After finishing speaking, the trembling executioner raised his ax and slashed at his neck—crash!His neck was about to be torn apart, but he was still conscious. The executioner was too nervous, and the ax was so rusted that he didn't kill him with one ax!

The executioner was panting, every breath of his breath seemed to be wrapped in a storm, he swung his ax again with trembling arms, one ax, two axes...

The severe pain spread, and he felt the fear and despair rising in his chest, why am I still alive?it hurts! !

This burst of pain has not dissipated, and the next stage opened again.He became an unknown pawn fighting on the battlefield. Their army has been chased and fled in a hurry.

His arms, abdomen, legs, and chest were pierced with white feather arrows, and countless arrows shot his body riddled with holes. This is... thousands of arrows piercing his body!

He fell on his back, his pupils were wide open, gazing with lingering hope.

His parents are still alive, he promised them to go back alive, but now, now!He is not reconciled, he is not reconciled!

Another change of perspective.

He was trampled to death by a herd of horses, he was forced to drink poison and died from piercing his heart, he was murdered by the tyrannical Fu Jia, and he died alone on the bed...

This is the unwillingness and resentment of ordinary people who died in vain, and he has experienced it all!

Afterwards, the angle of view changed again—he became a demon cultivator with power in his hands, he was bitten to death by cannibal beasts, he was flayed to death by his companions in the arena, and he was dug up by the master who deliberately dissected him. Qu Linggen lost blood and died...

This time the impact was even stronger. Ordinary people do not have supernatural power, but monks already have the possibility of ascending to immortality, but they still die tragically because of betrayal, scheming and intrigue, and they have no chance to protect themselves with power.

What's more, because of the power, the monks will live longer and will see with their own eyes everything that others impose on themselves.

This is a heart-piercing pain, more violent than ordinary people's emotions!

In the end, it was the moment when the devil world collapsed, the sky was mourning, and the life of a person was not life, nor was the life of a monk.He heard desperate cries, and the sky roared in his ears, roaring desperately——

Countless voices roared beside his ears, trying to drown him completely in this boundless wave.

"I hate I hate I hate!"

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die—"

"Ahhhhhhh save me save me save me!!"

The huge impact of one step, another step, and another step made his body convulse, and the nerve string made a subtle cracking sound unbearably repeated.He gasped for breath and tried to put those things behind him, but they were still there, irresistible.

It seemed that he was about to die in pain, the pain crushed his spine, and the hatred and evil in the whole world were entangled in his soul, and he couldn't get rid of it.

But at this moment, he heard a familiar, gentle voice, that voice said: "Son, come here, you have done a good job."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and recognized this voice in a trance... This is the origin of everything for him. In front of him, a whole world opened up to him, and the golden palace seemed to be the most cordial call.The familiar and unfamiliar gentle woman sat at the open door, her eyes were full of tenderness, and tears fell drop by drop: "My... child, you are back."

That was his mother-in-law.

Almost bewitched, he slowly raised his steps to walk towards the open world, he couldn't wait to get out of this place full of pain, he would be able to see the light soon...

There was a sharp tittering sound from behind, and they cheered, seeing this greatest enemy gradually sinking into the swamp from which they could not leave.

This is all the evil in this world!So what if you are stronger?Your time of death...has come, hahahahaha! !

Hahahaha...

It was still laughing wildly, but suddenly, its laughter stopped suddenly, as if the space was frozen together.

The system saw the loss of consciousness, and Luo Zhifeng, who was about to take a step, suddenly stopped moving forward.

It got stuck at once, it got stuck, and it fell, so hurry up and fall at this step!let me down-

What happened was counterproductive, Luo Zhifeng, whom it had been staring at, not only did not step forward, but also took his steps back slowly.His beautiful eyes were shining brightly at the moment, but it was as if the god of death had strangled them by the throat.

"Indeed, I can't do what you want." Luo Zhifeng said softly.

The system couldn't understand: "Why haven't you been swallowed by evil?! This is the evil of the whole demon world! You should be unable to resist your world! Why?!"

"Ah, well," Luo Zhifeng said as if giving charity, "probably because I'm just Luo Zhifeng."

There are still some obscure meanings left in his black eyes, which is probably the only trace left by those malicious influences.

Unfortunately……

No matter how strong and tempting the maliciousness is, it is not as good as Luo Zhifeng's control over his own existence.

——He is just Luo Zhifeng, even if he is infected with monstrous malice, he will never become another person.

It’s that simple.