Infinite Sims

The large beam of light on the top of Lingshan slowly dissipated.

Similarly, there are ninety-eight pillars of light in other positions.

at this point.

The eye of the aura is destroyed, and the ending of the gradual weakening of the aura is unavoidable.

But compared to these, the most critical thing facing the monks of the Immortal Alliance in the fighting field is their own life and death.

They know that these are not in their own hands.

The sudden appearance of Jiang Ren attracted their attention and made them temporarily forget about the crisis.

But through the short conversation between Jiang Ren and Zhao Qingyue, no matter how these people recalled, they couldn't find any information about Jiang Ren from their memory.

"Why, can't you remember me?"

Looking at Zhao Qingyue who had become silent, Jiang Ren looked at Wu Chen who was thinking hard, and jokingly said: "I was so helpful to you back then, but now it seems."

He shook his head and sighed.

"The stick benefactor?"

A stick figure appeared in Wuchen's mind, and his eyes widened suddenly.

Jiang Ren nodded approvingly: "A child can be taught."

"I never thought I could see the stick benefactor."

For the first time since appearing in this martial arts arena, Wuchen's face showed an excited look: "When I left that day, it seemed as if I was right in front of my eyes. I don't know how the stick benefactor survived?"

He is not a person who is good at expressing emotions.

But this time was the happiest moment for him in the past three hundred years, and he was much happier than when the plan he had planned for a long time was successful.

Jiang Ren didn't respond positively, but just smiled slightly: "After all, I'm not human."

"Yes."

Wuchen thought for a moment, revealing an expression of enlightenment.

People cannot be resurrected after death. As for the so-called theory of reincarnation, no one has been able to prove the truth so far.

However, like the stick donor, the only conscious weapon he has ever seen in his life, it is not impossible that there will be some miracles that cannot be explained by common sense.

Thinking of Zhao Qingyue's "Brother Dao" and the current image of "Flying Sword", Wu Chen gradually guessed something in his mind.

First the knife, then the stick, then the sword...

Perhaps among them, the stick donor has also changed into other weapons, but he is not aware of it.

"not human?"

When Jiang Ren said that he was not human, no matter it was the Jindan monks of the All Beings Association around him or the monks of the Immortal League below, their expressions were obviously taken aback.

Because no matter how to use the detection method on Jiang Ren, the final result is human, which makes them have even more terrifying guesses about Jiang Ren's strength and origin.

"Xiao Jianjian, so I am not your first one."

After hearing the conversation, Nie Xian'er finally knew that her natal spirit sword was not as simple as she imagined.

He is not just a spirit sword that only exists in ancient mythology.

Moreover, he is also in contact with his master and the master of the Immortal League, so it seems that he is quite familiar with this situation.

"correct."

Jiang Ren thought of one thing, and asked Wu Chen, "Where was that old monk in the gray robe back then?"

He didn't forget that it was that person who killed him indiscriminately, causing him to spend a full month of "fate points" after returning to the main world.

Wuchen didn't hesitate, and replied directly: "In the seventh year after you left, the benefactor of the stick, he was besieged by the demon cultivator during an operation to exterminate the demon cultivator, and passed away on the spot."

"pity……"

Jiang Ren felt a little regretful.

Although I thought it was impossible for the gray-robed old monk to live to this day, but I really learned from other people, I still can't help but feel a little aggrieved that my revenge cannot be repaid.

People are already dead, so we can't dig out their bones and whip them, that would be meaningless.

Jiang Ren shook off those thoughts, seeing the vitality gradually weakened, less than 30% of the original Wuchen, his expression gradually became cautious: "Do you think you are doing the right thing?"

What he asked was about destroying the eye of aura.

He believed that Wuchen also knew what he was asking.

"Right or not, I don't know."

Wu Chen habitually used the self-proclaimed name when communicating with Jiang Ren: "I used to think that if I create a unified environment and restrict everyone with strict rules, this world will become the peach blossom garden I imagined."

"But imagination is imagination after all. In reality, there are too many twists and turns. Injustices still exist, and there are even more than before."

"And the fairy alliance created by the little monk himself has gradually slipped out of control and fell into the hands of those selfish people."

Speaking of this, Wuchen's face was neither sad nor happy: "After this, the only thing I can do is to give this world another possibility."

"You."

After listening to his explanation, Jiang Ren sighed.

In this aura world, the class structure is not conducive to fairness and can cause all kinds of injustices.

But even if the aura is cut off and the world is completely reduced to an ordinary world, will the lives of ordinary people get better?

In this regard, Jiang Ren is pessimistic.

Living in an ordinary world, he is well aware of the bad roots buried deep in people's hearts.

Where there are people, there will be battles. Compared with the Immortal Alliance, which unified the two worlds of mortal practice by tyrannical means, when various mortal powers stand in a row, there may be more casualties and more injustices.

However, among these two roads, no one can predict which road will be better and which road will be worse.

Maybe Wuchen didn't know what the ordinary world would look like, but he should have thought about the possibility of this kind of thing happening. It was only when he saw that the Immortal Alliance could not change the world that he chose the last and most extreme way.

"Blesser, I am very happy to see you again, little monk."

Sensing that he was about to leave, Wuchen smiled brightly at Jiang Ren.

The dissipation of vitality and spiritual power brought his lifespan to the end. His smooth and delicate skin quickly became old and wrinkled, with some age spots.

"Go ahead."

Jiang Ren nodded slightly.

Although he has the ability to heal injuries, he can only save the undead, and Wuchen is already a dead person from the moment he sacrificed his life.

The reason why he didn't die immediately was that he delayed for a while because of his strong cultivation.

"Amitabha!"

Wuchen closed his eyes, and all vitality disappeared.

A breeze blew by.

His body was like grains of sand, it was blown apart and disappeared, leaving only a cassock and a string of rosary beads without support, which slowly fell to the ground.

Jiang Ren stretched out his hand to take a picture, and the cassock and rosary fell into his hands.

Boom——!

A loud and heavy bell sounded from the top of the mountain.

It is a special magic weapon specially refined by Xianmeng. There is a mother body and dozens of offspring, which are located in Lingshan and various branches of Xianmeng.

On important days of Xianmeng, the mother-child bell will ring.

The person who receives the bell can confirm what is being announced based on how many times the bell rings.

This time the bell rang nine times in a row.

There is only one thing that can cause the mother-child bell to ring nine times - Wuchen, the lord of the Immortal Alliance, has passed away at this very moment!

"The leader has passed away!"

The monks of the Xianmeng in the fighting field, as if they had been hit hard, showed inconsistent and complicated expressions.

As members of the Immortal Alliance, or those who have a deep relationship with the Immortal Alliance, Wu Chen occupies an extremely important position in their hearts, and is even a guiding light in many people's hearts.

If Wuchen hadn't given up resisting, even if their cultivation level was not enough, it would be impossible for them to resist without resistance.

Now at this time, most of the resentment towards Wuchen they had accumulated just now dissipated, and their hearts surged, revealing the various states of life, whether crying or laughing.

The Jindan cultivator of the All Beings Association didn't care about the voice that appeared again from below.

They are committed to overthrowing the rule of the Xianmeng, but they have to admit that Wuchen, the leader of the Xianmeng, has not actually done many bad things.

If before.

They can also use the Xianmeng to harvest a large amount of resources for Wuchen to practice and refine treasures, and promote him as a person purely for their own selfishness.

But now.

Wuchen chose to sacrifice himself for a possibility that he didn't know whether it was good or bad, with half of his life left, and passed away on the spot.

If you say that he is a selfish person, don't say that the monks of the Xianmeng below don't agree, even they don't agree.

Zhao Qingyue watched all this calmly, without unnecessary emotional changes.

In his mind, nothing in the world could compare to her sword, and even Jiang Ren's appearance had little effect on her, and no one could shake her pursuit of power.

"Little princess."

Jiang Ren suddenly shouted.

Zhao Qingyue frowned slightly, and looked at him coldly: "I don't like this title."

"Okay, little princess, I won't call you that in the future"

Jiang Ren nodded seriously, and then said: "Little princess, I want some people from the Xianmeng."

Zhao Qingyue gave him a hard look, gritted her teeth and said, "Yes!"

"So, thank you very much."

Jiang Ren looked down at the fighting field below, raised his left hand slightly, and pointed at a young man with his head buried in his knees in the stands: "This is the first one!"

The voice just fell.

An invisible force lifted the boy from the crowd.

"What's going on, how did I fly?"

Yu Fan raised his head in astonishment, and saw the cold eyes all around him, as well as the person who made him terrified now.

His face suddenly turned pale, and his fear made his thinking stop for a moment.

"Air training environment?"

Zhao Qingyue saw that this person was only at the first level of Qi training, and there was nothing special about him, so he couldn't help looking at Jiang Ren suspiciously.

With a soft smile on Jiang Ren's face, he explained: "The body I use now comes from a mortal with no cultivation."

The cause and effect were quickly briefly outlined by him.

"This man deserves death."

Hearing this, Zhao Qingyue showed a trace of disgust in his eyes.

She doesn't like people to disturb her practice, but if she encounters such a villain, she doesn't mind erasing it.

"Fang Dashan! Don't kill me, I have spent the past two months in regret."

Seeing Jiang Ren's strange expression, which seemed to be a smile but not a smile, Yu Fan knew that no matter how much he begged this time, he would not let him off like last time, so he decided to reveal the fact that he got a chance, in order to gain a glimmer of life.

Without hesitation, Yu Fan immediately said loudly: "I have..."

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, his tongue was turned into rotten flesh by an invisible sword intent, and his voice suddenly turned into an indistinct scream.

I have a chance, I have a bright future, I don't want to die!

Yu Fan's face was full of fear, and he desperately opened his mouth to speak, but there were only meaningless words.

"Actually, even if you do something wrong, as long as you kill people cleanly, you won't be hated so much."

Jiang Ren put his hands behind his back, and the sword next to him swayed lightly.

Wow——

Tens of thousands of fingertip-sized sword intents flew out, cutting off the flesh and flesh of Yu Fan who was suspended in mid-air and could not move.

In the painful and powerless cry.

First the skin, then the meat, and then the viscera. In the end, Yu Fan was left with only a bone and a head that was purposely hoisted with a sense of life.

"With my personality, I should have chopped you into a stick and tortured you for decades."

Jiang Ren's face was flat: "But who made me have a benevolence in my name, so I have a more benevolent personality."

Boom!

Yu Fan's head exploded instantly.

At the moment before he died, a hint of relief appeared in his eyes.

The monks around heard Jiang Ren's words, felt a palpitation, and quietly looked away from him.

Because they are not familiar with Jiang Ren's character, they don't want to accidentally offend them because of a little eye contact, and thus experience the horrible consequences that may be kind or cruel.

Just as Jiang Ren was about to point his finger at the next person, he suddenly froze for a moment.

He found an interesting - something!

[Host: Nie Xian'er]

【Realm: Jindan Dzogchen (100.00%)】

【Hook: On/Off (Closed)】

Yes, it is a system.

"Then Yu Fan seemed to want to say something at the beginning, could it be this system?"

Jiang Ren subconsciously looked at Nie Xian'er, and found that she was showing a slightly puzzled look, as if she was asking him what was going on, so he immediately sent her a message: "Be safe and don't be impatient, and wait for this matter."

"In other words, Yu Fan got this system."

"And I killed him, so this system was transferred to Nie Xian'er through me."

Thinking of this, Jiang Ren's face darkened.

He suspected that this crude system discriminated against him as a weapon.

Otherwise, how could the person be transferred to Nie Xian'er when it was clearly murdered by him? If it weren't for the life contract, he might not have discovered this system.

Although I have a strong research idea in my heart.

But considering the current situation, Jiang Ren is going to postpone this idea temporarily.

"the last one!"

Jiang Ren stretched out his left hand again, pointing at an ordinary man in the stands.

The man trembled suddenly, and said nervously: "This Venerable, I don't know you, did you find the wrong person?"

Zhao Qingyue looked at this person and narrowed her eyes slightly.

"The one I was looking for was you, Qin Tianyu!"

Jiang Ren played some tricks lazily and directly exposed the monk's identity.

"How did you find me?"

Qin Tianyu stopped pretending, and his eyes quickly became sharp.

Change clothes, use treasures to change the real appearance, and hide in the crowd, there is still a slight chance of not being discovered.

However, now it's time to show up.

Not to mention Zhao Qingyue, who has already noticed the abnormality, but to the Golden Core monks of the All Beings Society above the fighting field. At this moment, four or five monks who are proficient in the art of destroying delusion have discovered his disguise and locked himself with Qi machine.

In this exposed situation, no matter how much you pretend, it becomes meaningless.

"Casting spells under my nose, you must think too highly of yourself."

Jiang Ren smiled lightly.

Before coming in, he bought a lot of talent.

These talents may not increase the strength significantly, but they have all kinds of strange abilities. As long as they are used properly, they can exert a double effect.

Concentrating spirits, destroying delusion, tracking, detecting, sealing, and suppressing.

With the increase in strength, these talents have also been more or less improved.

It is precisely because of this that in the past two months, before the sword body recovered, he was able to avoid hunting time and time again in the area full of people from the Immortal Alliance, and accurately intercepted what he could deal with. people.

"You want to kill me?"

Qin Tianyu was angry in his heart, but he didn't show a trace on his face.

Jiang Ren nodded in acknowledgment, and said, "I'll give you a chance, as long as you block my sword, I'll let you go."

The Golden Core cultivators around frowned and looked at Zhao Qingyue.

With Wu Chen dead, Qin Tianyu was one of the most important figures in the Immortal Alliance. If he was allowed to leave like this, some remnants of the Immortal Alliance might choose him and cause a lot of trouble for all living beings.

Qin Tianyu also looked at Zhao Qingyue.

He knew that only Zhao Qingyue could really decide whether he would stay here.

"His words are mine."

Zhao Qingyue said coldly.

She has promised to let Jiang Ren choose a few people from the Immortal League to deal with, so as long as Jiang Ren is willing, even if he is released on the spot, she will not say anything, and even restrain the people from the All Beings Association to let them leave safely.

"Although I don't know why you have the confidence that I can't stop your sword, but since you are willing to give me a chance, then I also admire your character."

Qin Tianyu's whole body was full of inspiration: "Do you mind letting me prepare?"

"When you're ready, let me know."

Jiang Ren twisted his stiff neck.

This body has been used for two months, and it is almost reaching the limit of its use.

"Zixiao Sword."

Qin Tianyu stepped on a flying sword and soared into the air in an instant: "Golden Dragon Clothes! Xuanwu Shield! Heavenly Mystery Umbrella"

A piece of powerful top-grade magic weapon appeared, the miraculous aura burst forth, and all kinds of defenses were activated, layer after layer were superimposed around him.

Get to the end.

Qin Tianyu could no longer be seen, only a colorful phantom light group, like a huge turtle shell.

Seeing this, Zhao Qingyue thought about it for a while.

She found that if she could only use one sword, she could break through all the defenses with all her strength, but at most, Qin Tianyu who was inside would be seriously injured, and there was only a very low probability of killing him.

"Is this person really alive for a hundred years?"

Jiang Ren couldn't help covering his face.

Every time Qin Tianyu took out a magic weapon, he had to read the name once, which made him feel awkward.

What's even more outrageous is that each name is more powerful than the other. If you don't know it, you may think it's some kind of destructive artifact, but it looks like that.

"Please!"

At this time, Qin Tianyu's voice came from the tortoise shell.

Apparently it's ready.

Hearing this voice, everyone turned their attention to Jiang Ren.

Whether it was the people who didn't know Jiang Ren at all, or Zhao Qingyue and Nie Shan'er, they all wanted to see his true strength.

"Ha~"

Jiang Ren let out a breath, and stretched lazily: "The flowers I've been waiting for are almost withering."

In an instant.

His body directly split apart, transforming into countless tiny specks of spiritual power that dissipated.

Part of the soul in the human body returned to the sword body.

There was no exaggerated momentum, no terrifying and abnormal sword power, only an ordinary green flying sword, flying towards Qin Tianyu at an "extremely slow" speed visible to everyone's naked eyes.

"Is this giving up?"

Qin Tianyu couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene.

Relying on his life, he collected a bunch of defensive magic weapons by virtue of his identity, and now it has finally played a role, directly scaring people into giving up.

As long as you can escape from here.

Qin Tianyu was fantasizing about his life outside, when he suddenly felt terrified.

Turning his eyes to the flying sword again, he found to his horror that he couldn't make any dodge movements.

Obviously his body was not locked, and there was obviously no restriction on his technique, but he could only wait quietly, watching the flying sword approaching.

Click! Crack!

When the emerald green flying sword touched the overlapping turtle shells, pieces of defensive magic weapons and spells were instantly broken and damaged.

After destroying all the defenses, Feijian quietly pierced through the middle of Qin Tianyu's chest, and pierced out from his back.

The puzzlement in Qin Tianyu's eyes faded away after the vitality dissipated.

There was no sound.

No one spoke, and no one looked away. Everyone stared blankly, as if their thinking had come to a standstill.