Doomsday Immortal System

"Poor my wife and children, they were eaten by monsters because they had no time to hide in the alchemy room." The cry of the immortal cultivator attracted more survivors. They gathered together, sad, happy, and discussing.

"What happened to make the monsters everywhere disappear?"

"I seem to see two martial arts cultivators wearing armor..." A female cultivator said uncertainly: "One of them is a child in purple armor, and they are running away in that direction. There are many monsters chasing behind them." The female cultivator stretched out her hand and pointed.

A mountain full of monsters.

But the thick haze kept rolling under the cold evil wind, blocking their sight.

"Martial arts cultivator?" the immortal cultivator asked in disbelief.

Who doesn't know martial arts? The least advantageous existence in the immortal world. There is no powerful inheritance, no terrifying attacks from sword immortals, and no way to use flying sword magic weapons. Although his personal combat power is not weak, he has never been able to take advantage of the real immortal cultivators.

Advantages.

"Will it be a martial arts cultivator?" someone asked.

"Maybe, maybe... the fairy world is different after all." Another person said uncertainly.

Although these immortal cultivators have personal experience of the differences before and after the end of the world, none of them can stand from Peng Man's perspective and see clearly from a high position. Therefore, they cannot explain why. But one thing is certain, now

It is indeed different from the past. Perhaps martial arts cultivators can exert stronger combat power in the new environment?

"How about I go take a look." A cultivator who looked quite old walked in the direction pointed by the female cultivator. As he matured, he knew that since the country of cultivators has become full of monsters, there must be monsters elsewhere.

There will be no exception. For those who are weak, finding a strong backer is the safest way.

Even if you are a slave to a strong man, it is better than being eaten by a monster. As for whether you are a martial artist or not, who can care so much at this point?

"I'll go too!" Someone responded and followed him to search behind.

Everyone is blindly obedient, and immortal cultivators are no exception. When more and more people choose to seek out martial arts cultivators, they all follow them regardless of whether they understand it or not.

Ten miles...hundred miles...

More and more people joined, and when they reached the edge of more than 300 miles away, they finally discovered a huge corpse mountain, a mountain of corpses accumulated from the broken bones and remains of countless monsters.

Countless amounts of smelly mucus originating from corpses continued to gather in low-lying areas, eventually forming a river.

"If the monsters were replaced by humans, these should be rivers of blood." Someone murmured with a trembling voice. Although there was no shortage of killings in the fairyland before the end of the world, it was rare to see mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

"It's too scary..." Another person imagined fighting countless monsters, and his hands and feet couldn't help but feel cold.

He looked up and soon saw something on the top of the mountain emitting a dazzling purple light. The magical light could actually penetrate the black haze.

"What kind of treasure is that?" More and more immortal cultivators saw the purple light.

"Go up and have a look?!" The cultivator who saw the light first swallowed his saliva. If it is a treasure, then...

Whoosh!

He reached out and threw a fake flying sword, and flew towards the top of the mountain.

The other immortal cultivators also thought of something and followed closely.

Once a person's greed is ignited, it cannot be stopped. With flames in their eyes, they completely ignored the monster who died in a miserable state, or in other words, they did not consider the consequences at all.

The mountain of corpses gradually becomes steeper, and sometimes there is even a strange shape with a bulge in the middle, but these are not reasons to stop the immortal cultivators, or in other words, they do not need to climb at all.

As they climbed to the top of the mountain, they finally saw a martial arts cultivator sitting down. The object shining with bright purple light was the long sword in the martial arts cultivator's hand.

Wu Xiu closed his eyes and did not breathe obviously. He seemed to be dead and fell into a deep sleep. A lot of fishy mucus with splash marks surrounded Wu Xiu.

The immortal cultivator flying in the front stopped. Although his eyes were burning with crazy greed as he stared at the sword, he was not sure whether the martial cultivator would live or die, let alone act rashly.

The mountain of corpses at your feet is the result of overestimating your own capabilities.

"He is still alive?"

"have no idea."

Two miles!

They were only two miles away from the martial arts cultivator sitting at the top of the corpse mountain. However, these two miles seemed to be filled with wild beasts that could eat humans, making them afraid to take a step forward.

Wu Xiu sat calmly. He could neither see his breathing nor hear his heartbeat. He couldn't even feel any fluctuations, either in his life or in his cultivation.

"Probably dead."

"There are so many monsters that even gods can't handle. If you try to fight, you will probably die."

"That long sword must be an innate treasure, otherwise it wouldn't be able to kill so many monsters, or we..." The person who said this did not dare to fully reveal what he was thinking. The mountain of corpses at his feet was like an invisible sword, which made

He felt depressed and suffocated, and his hands and feet were weak.

"No, after all, he saved us by killing monsters..." Another female cultivator who looked young said in a low voice: "Even if you die in battle, you can't blaspheme easily."

"Hmph! You really have a conscience!" A cold snort sounded from the crowd, but it was unclear who was speaking.

"That's right! They all died in the battle anyway, so we can carry forward his legacy by continuing to fight with his sword."

Greed is indeed infinitely powerful, and it can even find excuses like this.

"Yes, what is there to be afraid of after death?" The person who said this was a middle-aged immortal cultivator. He took a step forward and stood in front of everyone: "If you don't take it, don't be jealous when I get it.

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"Don't worry, we won't rob!" Another voice said in a negative tone. Unfortunately, the effect was exactly the opposite. The more he said he wouldn't rob, the more people believed he would.

"Okay, I won't take it, let's see who dares to take it!" The middle-aged man who stood up stood sideways.

"You can't do this!" The young female cultivator suddenly stopped in front of everyone.

"Haha, I have a good heart and even better looks. I like it! I have been surrounded by monsters for so long. It has been a long time since I joined the dual cultivator. Come, come into my arms." A tall and thin man stood opposite the female cultivator with a look on his face.

Yes. In his heart, the value of the sword may not be comparable to that of the female cultivator in front of him, so he loudly declared: "I don't want a sword, I just want this woman!"

"Okay, it's settled!" The middle-aged monk was overjoyed when he saw that there was one less contender.

"You..." The girl's slender body was shaking with anger.

"Peach blossom eyes, willow-leaf eyebrows, and a pair of long legs. She is loved by everyone, especially for her virginity. I really have good eyesight." Another cultivator also laughed lewdly and booed: "If I hadn't picked him off first, I wouldn't have been able to bear it.

live."

"Haha..." The tall and thin man laughed happily and walked slowly towards the female cultivator.

"Don't come here!" The female cultivator was frightened and was forced to retreat continuously. One step, two steps, three steps...

He soon approached Peng Man who was sitting quietly.