Straight man's goddess system

The plot starts?Ready to transform?What the hell is this?

He Wei was in a daze, thinking he was hallucinating. After all, he was tired all day, and now he was groggy again. Maybe he had already started dreaming ahead of time.

Since the sound didn't sound again, He Wei didn't take it seriously, curled up in a ball under the quilt, and fell asleep.

As if he had just fallen asleep, there was another beep in his head, and the stereotyped voice sounded again: "The front of the plot has been activated, the position of the host has shifted, and the transmission is about to begin."

He Wei heard the voice again, but he dared not ignore it.So many strange things had happened that he dared not be negligent any longer.He quickly jumped up, but before he reacted, a huge black hole suddenly appeared in the sky.

He Wei took a quick look and ran away decisively. Unfortunately, before his feet touched the ground, he was mercilessly sucked in by the huge black hole.

The moment he was involved, He Wei couldn't help thinking that he was... going to wear it back?

The truth is... purely a dream.

He Weicheng floated in the sky like a soul, passing a long river, a forest, a canyon, and then boarded a high mountain.

It was like playing over the limit, after He Wei browsed a large area of ​​beautiful land, he finally locked on a magnificent gate, got into it with a whoosh, and then went straight all the way.

Until he saw the solemn, introverted, dignified and neat three characters on the expensive phoenix perch: Lian Zen.

He Wei was a little puzzled, how did he come here?

Lian Zen sect is exactly the sect of the protagonist of "The Dead".At the beginning of the article, this great sect standing on the Dou Ling Continent has been wiped out, and the protagonist also suffered from family ruin and death, and began to blacken the newspaper...

He Wei looked at the current Lian Zen School, and knew in his heart that this was still a glorious moment, and the hero should still be enjoying the wonderful life of the young master in comfort.

Just as this thought flashed across his mind, he had passed through the beautiful mountains and forests and pavilions, and flew straight into the main hall of Lian Zen Sect.

Lian Zen is worthy of being one of the three sects in the atrium. It is majestic in scale and grand in momentum. The color of the main hall is golden and red. After entering, the awe-inspiring aura rushing towards the face makes people feel awe.

Although He Wei is just a ghost at the moment, he is quite infected.He was admiring in his heart, but a large amount of blood suddenly hit his face.

He Wei was taken aback for a moment, watching helplessly as the thick to black blood penetrated his body and exploded gorgeous blood-colored flowers on the crystal jade floor.

Even though he was only in the state of a soul, he was taken aback. After his heart trembled, he saw the corpse lying on the ground, his chest cavity was torn apart, and he died with grievances. It was really an extremely cruel method of killing.

At this moment, a voice sounded, elegant and casual: "Sorry, I missed it."

He Wei turned his head quickly and saw a tall and proud man standing in the center of the main hall.

He has a snow-white complexion, a long body and broad shoulders, wearing a black robe that drags to the ground. His long hair covers the robe like a deep water stream. If it is deep sea, people dare not look at it.

Such a person who is like a banished fairy killed a person easily.

After a silence, the middle-aged man at the top of the hall suddenly stood up, his tiger eyes widened, full of anger: "You madman! You actually killed my beloved disciple!"

The man looked at him fixedly, and suddenly raised the corners of his mouth: "It's just a competition, it's hard to tell the seriousness, and it's not my wish to hurt my life." He said it too lightly, and he didn't take human life seriously at all. .

After saying this, he slanted his eyebrows provocatively again: "Ling Changting, I came here this time just to invite you to a fight, but you made all kinds of excuses and made a lot of excuses. I came here, so I can't come back empty-handed. It is also because there is no other way to ask your disciple, it is unbelievable that he is so vulnerable."

These words made Ling Changting furious, but he still remained rational, but he searched through all the old enemies in his mind, and he couldn't think of who sent the evil star!

The man who claimed to be Zhu Yuan came to the Lotus Zen Sect early in the morning, and was about to challenge him when he opened his mouth. As the head of the Lotus Zen Sect, how could he easily accept the challenge?

If it weren't for the man's high level of cultivation, he would never have met him at all. He originally wanted to recruit him, but he didn't think he was a lunatic.

He had no intention of fighting, but Zhu Yuan decided to take second place and proposed to fight Zuo Ling.

Ling Changting wanted to let Zuo Ling try his cultivation, so he nodded in agreement. Unexpectedly, Zhu Yuan stretched out his fingers and easily killed Zuo Ling, who was already at the fifth level of the spiritual realm!

Seeing Zuo Ling's tragic death in the hall, Ling Changting was angry and heartbroken, but the more he was like this, the less he could act rashly. If it was just Zhu Yuan alone, it would be fine, but if there were other forces behind him, he would attack after being enraged and damage his cultivation base , but how to deal with the enemy behind?

Ling Changting's face was uncertain, but He Wei, who had been floating in the air, finally came back to his senses.

He already knew the follow-up, although this paragraph was not written at all in "The Dead", but in the following chapters, with the help of the protagonist's memories, this paragraph of the plot was almost perfectly presented.

Ling Changting is the patriarch of the Lotus Zen Sect and the biological father of the protagonist Ling Yunyi. He has a high position and authority, and his cultivation level is extremely high. The Lotus Zen Sect has developed to a considerable scale under his hands.It's a pity that no one expected that an evil star named Zhu Yuan would be ushered in on this day.

Zhu Yuan claimed to come to the competition, but Ling Changting relied on his status, how could he end up in the competition?

And this Zhu Yuan was really arrogant, in order to anger Ling Changting, he proposed to compete with his apprentice, but his cultivation base was terribly high, and he killed a master in the spiritual realm just by raising his hand.

Right now Ling Changting is still hesitating, but Zhu Yuan's patience has been exhausted, he hooked the corners of his lips, and a sinister smile appeared on his delicate face: "Since the Suzerain really has no intention of fighting, I have no choice but to continue to settle for the next best thing. "

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his left arm, and his slender, white fingers protruded from the wide cuff. He flicked it lightly, in exchange for a heart-piercing scream and blood all over the floor.

Another death.

Ling Changting roared angrily: "You crazy villain! What do you want to do?"

Zhu Yuan looked at him indifferently, but was too lazy to respond. He raised his arm again, and the white fingers looked very beautiful against the black robe, but at this moment, no one was interested in appreciating it, because what he was pointing at must be Someone died.

"Stop!" Unfortunately, it was already too late, and three of the rich blood-colored flowers had already bloomed.

Three people died, and he was still one of the best masters in the sect. No matter how calm and calm Ling Changting was, he couldn't hold his breath at this moment.

Unable to control whether there was still an ambush, Ling Changting let out a long roar and rushed down from the high seat. The huge leak of spiritual energy shocked the entire hall!The purple holy sword whizzed out, and the powerful force set off a hurricane, and everything around was blown wildly because it couldn't bear it!

But the man in the center didn't show any embarrassment in the face of such a powerful spiritual storm. He stood tall and graceful, except for a pair of deep blue eyes that burst out with bloodthirsty light.

He raised the corner of his mouth, full of interest: "The integration period. This trip is not in vain, let me appreciate the ability of the first person in the atrium!"

As soon as the words fell, a more majestic aura suddenly exploded, colliding with Ling Changting's powerful spiritual power, and bursting out with extremely dazzling brilliant light.

At this stage, what they are competing for is far from a single skill and strength, but encompasses everything, from external ability to inner belief, from majestic aura to one-of-a-kind spiritual skills, trying their best He can use everything he can, and at the same time, he will also use his killer moves.

The disciples of Lian Zen Sect wanted to take the opportunity to help the suzerain, but as soon as the battle was stalemate, they knew that the power was too disparate, and they were completely powerless.

Not to mention a sneak attack, under the pressure of these two powerful forces, they were able to stand still with all their strength.

In any case, they couldn't imagine that the young man who seemed to be only 25 or [-] years old had such a cultivation level, and his talent was so outstanding, it was really too shocking.

Others couldn't see clearly, but He Wei was always in the center of the battle circle. He stared blankly, and the shock in his heart could not be described in words.

This man is too strong.

Even when he was reading the book, he already knew that Zhu Yuan was No.1 in the entire "Dead Man", but thousands of words were not comparable to the one picture he saw at this moment.

With flying black hair, sword eyebrows and thin lips, those dark blue eyes erupted with a frightening brilliance in a violent storm. He was fearless, obsessed with it, and the emotions hidden in his heart were revealed without any cover. Fanatical pursuit of infinite power, almost paranoid love for life and death struggle.

But he was not satisfied.

The two fought fiercely, but He Wei knew that Zhu Yuan didn't use all his strength.

Ling Changting sacrificed Dou Ling from the very beginning, and continued to overdraw his spiritual power to use earth-shattering and powerful spiritual skills, but Zhu Yuan never used Dou Ling from the beginning to the end.

As time passed, the horror in Ling Changting's heart could no longer be described. He was already at the sixth level of the fusion period, but he tried his best but couldn't attract the other party's fighting spirit.

Without using Dou Ling, the spiritual power is already so majestic, if you sacrificed Dou Ling and exhausted all your strength, then...

"You are very good, but unfortunately, this is the end."

The fluttering ending sound fell, and Zhu Yuan, who had been bare-handed all this time, suddenly closed his posture. He was suspended in the air, his black hair and robe fluttering, behind a huge coercion that was so powerful that it shook the world.There was a golden holy light rising behind him. In the intense light that was so dazzling that he could not look directly at it, six huge wings suddenly bloomed, the brilliance was like the radiance of the sun, and the holiness was like the descending of a god.

But in the next moment, like the punishment from heaven, countless golden wings shot out like a vast drizzle with the power to destroy the world, all concentrated in one point, Ling Changting was completely powerless to resist, and after a mournful cry, the holy sword was destroyed, Turn into thousands of stars.

Ling Changting's fighting spirit was gone, and his body was also severely injured. His tiger eyes were wide open, and he couldn't rest in peace: "You...you are...the Flying Spirit Clan."

Ling Changting died, and only this man remained in the entire hall, and... He Wei.

Suddenly, the man who was originally looking at Ling Changting turned his head suddenly, and those dark blue eyes locked on He Wei accurately.

He Wei was shocked and almost completely lost the ability to think.