God Killer

() The first one to rush to Zheng Xian is definitely not the silver ghost that Zheng Xian wants to see.

Zheng Xian sighed slightly, remembering the last time he and Silver Ghost were together.

When Yin Gui was about to leave, he said with pride that he wanted to live by himself.

Zheng Xian knew very well that the silver ghost at that time left with the intention of dying, and at that time the silver ghost handed Hao Guang over to him at ease.At that time, Zheng Xian and Yin Gui didn't think that Hao Guang would be threatened. Yin Gui's hope was very simple. All he cares about is that Hao Guang can live a good life until he grows up and can stand on his own. How simple and humble this hope is.

But Yin Gui didn't expect that one of his choices would lead him into such a catastrophe, and even got Hao Guang involved.

Zheng Xian didn't feel too much guilt about Hao Guang being caught by the vicious sect master, even if he kept Hao Guang by his side, nothing could be reversed.

The image of the silver ghost chewing and eating Hao Guang is lingering in Zheng Xian's mind, and those hateful and desolate eyes may become an indelible memory of Zheng Xian's eternal life.

Poison door!

Zheng Xian spat out these three words solemnly.

Zheng Xian put on the Tibetan scroll, branded the Buddha skin collection belt with his own vitality, and sent it to the jade. He glanced at the corpses under his feet like a sea, and his soul was like a locust on his head.

Zheng Xian suddenly felt that such a world was definitely not the world he wanted. Zheng Xian felt that it was very necessary for him to go to the fairy world again to see what the world in the fairy world was like. If the same is true in the fairy world, then Zheng Xian was able to make a choice among those dilemmas.

It destroys one world and destroys another world, ruining some people's happiness, and causing other people's corpses to pile up like mountains.

No matter what you do, it's unjust and unfair.

It's a life-and-death root struggle.

Zheng Xian once felt that the conflicts between the two sides could be reconciled, but he saw tens of thousands of corpses on this mountain of corpses.

Listening to the screaming soul screaming above his head.

See Yan Hongji's vicious soul refining method.

Zheng Xian knew that there was no way to reconcile between immortals and ordinary beings. One would always override the other, and one would always be bullied and trampled underfoot.

Those who become the foundation stone are either immortal cultivators or mortals.

Zheng Xian didn't know what the relationship between mortals and cultivators was like before the separation of immortals, but judging from Zheng Xian's current situation, it was impossible for mortals and cultivators to live in peace.

The most important reason is that the world has changed. In the previous world, the immortals were not separated, and the vitality was abundant. Immortal cultivators did not lack ways to absorb the vitality.

Moreover, the cultivation of immortals is generally not too high, and the consumption of vitality is relatively low.

But now, due to the detachment of the immortals, the cultivation of the immortal cultivators has been catalyzed to a terrifying degree in the vigorous immortal world.

Just like the name of the locust, once these cultivators return to the world, what will the world be like?If it can't meet the needs of the immortal cultivators for vitality, will these immortal cultivators eat people?

Zheng Xian doesn't know what will happen to other sects. If it is the Yin Poison Sect, even if it is not because of hunger, they will definitely kill and eat people. . The word yin and poison is by no means hung on it to scare people.

Immortal cultivators were very chivalrous at first, but after arriving in the fairy world, those original chivalrous cultivators all died, and most of the rest were existences like Yin Poison Gate, even the Buddha The Taoists and the Taoists all took refuge and stopped coming out.

And that incomparably tragic Jingjian Gate.

The sweet potato old man said that Jingjianmen is the number one chivalrous sect in the world, killing countless immortal cultivators who have caused harm to the world. As a result, after entering the immortal world, they were killed almost to death, and the few remaining monks hid every day. , not even a place to stay.

Justice is dead, chivalry is gone.

What is the difference between the so-called fairy world and the demon world?

Turn the mortal world into a paradise for cultivators?Will another demon world be created?

Zheng Xian walked to the entrance of this cliff, and was about to leave when an extremely weak voice came from the soul-destroying pearl.

"Zheng Xian, you let me go and left me in this world. This world is a place to raise corpses and souls. It won't be long before I get outside. My soul will be corroded by the three veins and disappear without a trace. The exchange tells you how to get rid of the status of human slave."

Zheng Xian sneered, ignoring Yan Hongji's last struggle.

Yan Hongji hurriedly shouted again: "Zheng Xian, I have the art of refining the soul and the art of meat treasure. I am willing to teach you all my money. No, I will contribute it to you to help you go further in your cultivation."

If it is necessary to refine people into the appearance of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​gods behind them, even if Zheng Xian is given such supernatural powers for nothing, Zheng Xian will never learn it.

To Zheng Xian, Yan Hongji's verbal temptation was no different from nonsense.On the contrary, it aggravated Zheng Xian's murderous intentions. There are countless ways this thing can harm people, so it must not be passed down to the world.

Yan Hongji saw that Zheng Xian didn't move, and wished to pour out all the brains he could give Zheng Xian, but he couldn't get any response from Zheng Xian.

Finally Yan Hongji shouted: "Zheng Xian, you have hatred for me because of that silver ghost. I can call out the spirit of the silver ghost."

Zheng Xian slowed down slightly, and said, "Call it out and let me see."

Yan Hongji was overjoyed when he heard the words. What he was most afraid of was that Zheng Xian would not respond at all, even if Zheng Xian refused, as long as there was a dialogue, it meant there was a chance.

Yan Hongji came to try his best to use the Corpse Venerable Ghost Venerable to kill Zheng Xian, and he already had the idea of ​​death, but when the death is imminent, how many people can face it calmly?Isn't it that ants still steal their lives?

Yan Hongji hurriedly said: "Zheng Xian, if I tell him to come out, you will definitely let me go?"

Zheng Xian said: "You can bet on my kindness and see if I still have the slightest bit of compassion for you."

Yan Hongji hesitated when he heard the words, Zheng Xian said: "Forget it, what if you asked the spirit of the silver ghost to come out? It has already become an empty shell."

Yan Hongji hurriedly shouted: "No, no, I refined his soul several times, but I didn't expect his self-awareness to be extremely firm. He has already endured the pain that a person's soul can't bear, but he just doesn't choose Annihilate your own divine sense, and would rather bear more pain than bear it."

"This is the first time I have seen such a spirit, because the spirit has not been lost, so he was still imprisoned by me in Meng Po soup to endure endless pain, sharpen his spirit, like him, he is willing to endure more pain but still retains a spirit Unambiguous, it is definitely a good material for refining spirits and monsters. It cannot be integrated into corpses and ghosts."

"Take me to Mengpo soup."

Yan Hongji asked again: "Zheng Xian, are you sure you will let me go?"

Zheng Xiandao: "You have no room to bargain with me. As I said, after you have done everything you can, please pray for my kindness and mercy!"

Yan Hongji hesitated, and stopped speaking, obviously pinning his hope on the kindness and compassion of others, he was not sure at all, because he was an existence without the slightest bit of kindness and compassion, he didn't believe in that kind of thing at all.

Seeing that Yan Hongji stopped talking, Zheng Xian immediately walked towards the entrance of this world, without the slightest patience to wait.

Seeing that Zheng Xian was about to step out of this world with one foot, Yan Hongji suddenly cried out in grief: "Wait, I'll take it, beg for mercy."

In front of me is a boiling oil pan. This oil pan may not be as large as a hundred square meters. The inside is full of bubbling boiling oil. There are several bridges on top of it. The oil bubbles burst and then dissipate. The steam that came out shrouded it, and it really looked like it was in hell.

This is Mengpo soup, Mengpo soup that can make people forget everything!

It is oil, but it is different from ordinary oil. This oil can cook the soul. Zheng Xian just got a little closer, and he felt that his soul began to heat up, and even boiled together with the boiling oil in the oil pan. a feeling of.

This boiling pain came from the depths of his soul, and that feeling was like frying his heart, liver, spleen and stomach alive on an iron plate.The pain bursting out from the eyes of the mind is irresistible and irresistible, making people want to die quickly.

There were bursts of shrill howls in the soul-destroying bead, and Yan Hongji, who was left with only his soul, could not bear the roasting power next to the oil pan even in the soul-destroying bead.Howling endlessly like killing a pig.

Zheng Xian ignored the howling of pain from Yan Hongji's soul.

He stretched out his hand and pulled a huge fork from the side, and then came to the side of the oil pan, and with the burning pain piercing his soul, he stuck the fork into the oil pan and kept fishing.

Basically ten prongs can fork out a soul, but unfortunately these souls are not silver ghosts, and each of these souls has lost all my spiritual sense, leaving only a violent empty shell. Zheng Xian swooped over.

Only the severe pain, hatred and resentment before my soul burst apart remained, making these souls extremely aggressive.

Every time he encountered such a spirit, Zheng Xian would smash a part of the mountain seal on it, directly smashing it to death.If one hit is not enough, then two hits, Zheng Xian smashed quite resolutely!

Zheng Xian can definitely collect these spirits into the soul-absorbing beads, which may be useful in the future. These spirits are all existences that have cultivated spiritual bodies, and they are all big ideas. Even if they are stored and used to feed Miaoyin toad, it is good. But Zheng Xian chose to smash it, just like the silver-brained loach, a spiritual weapon that gave birth to a spirit is considered a rare treasure in the world of cultivating immortals, but Zheng Xian didn't have the heart to covet it at all, so he refined it Then hurry up!

Zheng Xian kept salvaging, and successively fished out dozens of spirits, and Zheng Xian had to stay away from the frying pan afterwards.

After resting his mind for a while, he salvaged again. Just standing outside the frying pan, Zheng Xian couldn't bear it anymore. This was more painful than Nightingale's continuous beating and torture for ten days and nights without sleep.

Especially when fishing for the soul, an oil ball exploded in front of Zheng Xian, and a drop of oil splashed onto Zheng Xian's wrist. Zheng Xian felt that his whole soul began to tremble. The pain was so strong that Zheng Xian almost dropped the fork.Zheng Xiangen couldn't imagine what kind of pain a spirit would endure when thrown into this Mengpo soup.

Zheng Xian became more and more disappointed, because Zheng Xian didn't think that anyone could have such a powerful soul power, persistent thoughts, and be able to maintain his spirituality in such boiling oil!

It is almost impossible for someone who can survive in this frying pan for dozens of days and still remain intact.

Zheng Xian felt that if his mind and soul were put into this Meng Po soup, he would be able to maintain his mind for at most 10 minutes.Afterwards, he had to seek a quick death and wipe out his own spirit.

Zheng Xianyuan thought that he was already the resolute generation of Kobe, but now his heart was cold. He felt that his so-called resoluteness was really ridiculous.