Fantasy: I Let the Underworld Come to Nine Heavens

After looking at the city for a long time, Mo Chen's heart was deeply touched and he was amazed by this city.

The entire city is made of black walls, which are over a thousand feet high. There are strange monsters carved around it, some are flying, some are sleeping soundly, some are roaring, some are fighting, they are vividly alive, and when you look at them with your eyes, you can see that they are faintly separated from the wall.

The potential to emerge.

If so, Mo Chen would not have reacted like this. What really shocked him was that there seemed to be some active crimson blood on the black wall.

This blood almost covered the entire wall. Everything you could see was covered with this kind of blood. The blood was also mixed with terrifying hostility. This hostility was like flames rising into the sky, making people come closer.

After a minute, the blood becomes violent.

With so much blood, this giant city must have experienced a fierce battle!

"Ding, the underworld killing system has detected the killing aura."

"Um?"

A cold voice suddenly echoed in Mo Chen's mind.

Hearing this long-lost voice, Mo Chen's shock suddenly disappeared.

"Now that the system is out, won't the benefits also come?"

No matter what kind of giant city it is, it's not yours.

How can it be better to have your own system? It’s really your own thing.

The system not only customizes targets for you, it can also detect who has thoughts of killing you, and reward you after killing you. Where can you find benefits like this?

With the system, I am so happy!

The emergence of the system brought Mo Chen back to reality.

"Ding, the underworld killing system is being analyzed..."

"Ding, the underworld killing system confirms the target..."

"Ding, the underworld killing system is searching for targets..."

"Ding, the underworld killing system confirmed that the target is a demon..."

"Ding, the underworld killing system has detected that there are more than one heavenly demons that have the intention to kill the host. Keep counting, there are more than ten...hundreds...thousands...ten thousand...hundreds of thousands...millions...

This time the goal exceeded the extreme number, and the sign-in increased by ten levels...the risk factor increased by one level...two levels...five levels..."

"Hey, wait, wait, is your system broken? What are you talking about?"

Mo Chen, who was still complacent just a moment ago, when he heard the system continuously reporting the number of demons, his expression at first showed surprise, then confusion, then confusion, and finally his expression changed drastically, and changed wildly.

One hundred thousand, one million?

What the hell!

So many demons have murderous intentions towards me?

Playing!

Based on his understanding of the system, the system must truly feel the killing intent and have sufficient killing intent to be remembered by the system.

Just like if a person really wants to kill himself, then the system will notice it. Also, the cultivation level must keep up. If a guy in the same realm wants to kill himself, the system will probably not be interested in him.

In other words, there are millions of demons with higher cultivation than him, and these guys all want to kill him?

If it crashes, the system must have crashed!

I didn’t offend the demons, so why did they want to kill me?

No reason!

"Ding, the underworld killing system has signed in the target demon. If you kill a demon this time, you can accumulate killing points. If the realm is higher than the host's demon, you can get more killing points by killing it!"

It’s over!

As the lingering sound of the system fell, Mo Chen's mind was filled with two words.

It’s over!

It's over.

There are a million demons trying to kill me, so why bother? Isn’t this a fool?

"System, can I choose not to sign in this time?" Mo Chen looked decadent and sat on the ground without any image, with the corners of his mouth twitching.

If it's one demon, not ten, or more, hundreds or thousands, even though the number is large, I still have some hope.

There are millions of them, so killing yourself is not the same as playing.

You don’t even need so many demons to take action. No, you don’t need so many demons to speak out. If there are eight thousand demons coming, if one demon takes a sip of water, you will be choked to death!

"Ding, the risk factor of signing in this time has increased. The more killing points the host accumulates, the only powerful secret technique in the world can be obtained, and the nine Taoist methods in the world can be obtained."

"Ding, the host crisis has unexpectedly increased this time. The host can now obtain life-saving magic skills several times and attack magic skills several times. Does the host need to sign in?"

Just when Mo Chen was desperate, the system beep sounded again.

How many times can you use life-saving magic skills?

How many times to attack the magic skill?

And the world’s only most powerful secret technique?

Plus nine kinds of Taoism?

It seems that the system has also realized that this danger is too terrifying.

Unexpectedly, the system still takes good care of itself!

But do you want to make up your mind to sign in?

Those are demons, an awesome race that has destroyed three entire worlds!

But if you don't sign in, you will have to face it sooner or later.

After all, these beasts didn't run away if they had murderous intentions towards me.

Hey, speaking of these damn bastards, bah, calling them bastards is an insult to the bastards!

How could these beasts have the intention to kill me?

In fact, Mo Chen didn't know that these demons not only had the intention to kill him, but also the entire Shiyuan Heaven Realm, and even all the living creatures in the entire Nine Heavens.

What is different from others is that this group of demons have a much higher intention to kill Mo Chen than others. They are even more willing to kill Mo Chen than to occupy a world.

Who gave him a special inheritance?

Mo Chen hesitated for a long time, but finally gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

As the host of the underworld killing system, the system will not pit its own host to death!

"I'll take this check-in!" Mo Chen said with determination on his face, showing a heroic spirit.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for acquiring the magical skill."

"Ding, it has been detected that the host's realm is too low and the magical skills cannot be issued. Once the host's cultivation level is improved and the system is upgraded, rewards can be issued!"

"What?"

When he heard the system prompt again, Mo Chen's face suddenly turned green with anger.

Improvement of cultivation?

After system upgrade?

How about playing?

Mo Chen clearly remembered what Yi Ming said.

The old guy said that the upper limit of cultivation in the Shiyuan Heaven Realm is the Divine Treasure Realm, and all warriors are oppressed in the Divine Treasure Realm.

Mo Chen also felt that he was unrivaled among the Shenzang realm warriors, which was the main reason why he agreed to sign in.

But who knew that the system was out of ideas and required his cultivation to reach the spiritual sea level before it could issue rewards.

Isn't this playing with him?

He actually doesn't know yet that the cultivation limit in the Shiyuan Heaven Realm has been raised to the Spirit Sea Realm, otherwise he wouldn't have such a big reaction.

Mo Chen accidentally thought of a word at this time.

Flatbread, big and round flatbread.

This cake is unusual in that it was painted by someone.

At this time, Mo Chen felt that the underworld killing system had drawn a big and round pie for him.

Not to mention, it’s really big! And round!

Mo Chen was so angry that he desperately agreed to it. He didn't expect the system to treat him like this?

Now he wants to find a place to cry bitterly. He is so treacherous that he has been tricked.

Mo Chen found that he was still too kind.

It became dark.

The blackness covered Mo Chen's face in time.

Because his face is now simply blacker than coal.

"Hmph! You're so cruel!"

Finally, Mo Chen raised his feet and walked toward Qitian City, cursing.

There is no way, the world has tortured me thousands of times, so I can’t commit suicide, right?

What else can we do if we don’t continue?

Not long after, Mo Chen appeared under the gate of Qitian City.

Looking up at the huge city gate, Mo Chen completely lost his sense of surprise because he was in a very bad mood.