Monsters Will Die if They Are Killed

The Yunzhou Realm is 18,000 miles long from east to west, and 56,000 miles from north to south, and is surrounded by the boundless sky and sea.

For one world, this size is definitely small, but it does not affect the number of practitioners in this world and its full spiritual energy.

It is said that the Yunzhou Realm was transformed into the giant ship built by the Supreme Being of the Upper Realm after the war between the realms. On the day of the Zhou's death, infinite spiritual light swept across the broken wreckage of the surrounding world, condensing into a sea of ​​clouds, heaven and earth.

The Tao of many immortals and gods who died in the boat were left in the world and turned into the inheritance of the thirty-six avenues. Therefore, the creatures in the world were born with Tao and magical powers. Now they are innovating and bringing forth the new, from nothing to something in just a few thousand years. A true immortal from Lijie was born, making the Yunzhou world look like it was at its peak.

The center of heaven and earth in the Yunzhou Realm was also where the bridges of large ships were in the past. Nowadays, around the city called "Floating Mirror City", light curtains will materialize from time to time, allowing you to view every corner of the world. This is the former Yunzhou Cloud. The monitoring array in the boat also made Floating Mirror City a capital that naturally controlled an entire world.

The Floating Mirror City stands on the top of a high mountain, towering into the clouds. There are no surrounding mountains or hills to protect it. It seems like a sharp sword tower thrust out of the sky and earth out of thin air.

It is 13,000 feet high, so there are only cultivators in this mountain city at the top. If you are not a cultivator, you will not be able to adapt to such an environment, and there is no way to survive in a city without any mortal food. Go down.

Looking down from a higher place, Floating Mirror City is heavily guarded. Not to mention the huge city wall array that is hundreds of feet high and engraved with the Vajra Talisman every inch, the elite team of monks patrolling the city wall alone are enough to kill all monsters and disobedient people, and the leader who leads this team , are all powerful men who have achieved the way of the true soul of the soul, not to mention those huge giant spirits condensed from the formation. In terms of magic power and power alone, it is difficult for ordinary real people to compare.

Within the city, there are 1.3 million residents of Fujing City, the lowest of which are pulse-opening cultivators. Foundation-building monks are everywhere. There are countless Jindan cultivators, and there are dozens of Yuan Shen Daxiu cultivators. And the master of Fujing City has experienced many calamities. A true immortal has the proof of immortality.

On the streets and alleys, all are true cultivators, and people coming and going are all cultivators wearing armor and crowns.

In the store's warehouse, there are rare magical gold and iron from all over the world, as well as elixirs and magical flowers from various treasures.

Here, you can find all the top-notch inheritance in the Yunzhou world, and you can also taste all the delicacies in the world.

The strongest monk, the most beautiful beauty, the best magic weapon, and the most amazing Taoist method.

In the city of floating mirrors in the center of the world, everything is available, representing the most prosperous and elite microcosm of the entire Yunzhou world.

And now, this city is burning.

Yuan Shen Daxiu Chen Suran sat silently on the top of his mansion, staring at everything happening in front of him.

He saw a rising fire sweeping through three blocks. Many residents tried to extinguish it by showing their magical powers, but how could the true fire of Samadhi, which was enough to burn up the soul and Taoism, be extinguished by ordinary means? Therefore, you can see the tongues of fire flying up, dragging into the monks and residents who dare to get close, completely burning them up in the wail, and their souls are extinguished.

He could see that behind the rising fire, a group of thugs rushed into the mansion of another real person Yuanshen. Taking advantage of the owner's absence, they burned, killed and looted. All the old slaves, maids and family members in the mansion were killed. When the knife rose and fell, his head fell to the ground, just like slaughtering a pig or dog.

For a moment, the once quiet and elegant manor was splashed with bright red by waves of blood, and screams that were almost murderous could be heard. It was the red-eyed thugs who were laughing wildly and inflicting violence on the weak who could not resist. and the voice of desire.

He could also see that just above the Floating Mirror City, there were dozens of soul masters fighting each other. The sound of thunder that made the earth tremble was enough to spread throughout the Yunzhou Realm, and the blazing lightning struck Crossing the sky, igniting the clouds, shattering time and space, causing cracks of spiritual light to bloom between heaven and earth like spider webs.

A great cultivator of the Yuan Shen noticed that his family members in Floating Mirror City were being brutally murdered by thugs. No matter how hard he broke through the limits of heaven and man and achieved the position of Yuan Shen, he could not help but be moved and even angry. And this trace of The flaw was immediately grasped by his opponent, and he was blown away by the clouds with a burst of laughter.

The man with black hair and white clothes raised his head, and Chen Suran stared outside the world into the boundless sea of ​​emptiness.

There, there are two living true immortals confronting each other from a distance, causing the world to be infected by two different colors.

It was the will of the two true immortals that set off the turmoil that swept through the entire Yunzhou world, causing many powerful clansmen to fight against each other, causing turmoil in the formerly peaceful world, and there was no longer any peace.

Lowering his eyes, under the Floating Mirror City at the top of the world, the entire Yunzhou Realm was also caught in the flames of war - the world was now filled with hundreds of ghosts walking at night, demons and monsters roamed the world, farmers and civilians fell like crops being cut down by scythes, and countless brutal The ferocious monks were fighting and killing each other.

In just a few dozen days, the originally prosperous Yunzhou Realm was filled with bones and rivers of blood.

Ordinary people are like ants and insects, panicking and wanting to flee their hometowns with their wallets and wallets, looking for a place where they can have a little peace... But how is this possible? The entire world has long since become a vast and bloody hunting ground. Even the practitioners cannot guarantee that they can survive, let alone them without any power?

There is no need for major cultivation of the soul, just a golden elixir monk and a few practitioners of innate foundation building. As long as they are tired of fighting or want to take shortcuts, they can kill all living beings within hundreds or even thousands of days. , absorbing their flesh and blood and soul power to restore their own energy.

It has even become a common method.

The ugliness of human nature is completely exposed here.

This is the current Yunzhou Realm - a chaotic hell, a world of complete chaos, a world where all order has been lost, and all the strong have given up their face and dignity and devoted everything they have to fighting.

Chen Suran is the great master of the Yuanshen. In other worlds, he is also the earthly immortal who coexists with the world. He only needs to take one more step forward to become an immortal through calamity and achieve the immortal status of true immortal.

But now, facing this extremely chaotic situation, Chen Suran can only barely protect himself and maintain some peace for his family.

[Why, why... why is this so? 】 He couldn't help but whisper to himself, then shook his head with a wry smile, and stretched out his hand to comfort his wife and children in the mansion, so that they would not tremble due to the deafening shouts of death from the outside world.

This question is really stupid.

——That’s how it should be!

Why else?

Because the two true immortals want to decide the winner, they want to decide the real master of the Yunzhou world, they want to truly turn a world into their own magic weapon, they want to return to the origin, and refining the Yunzhou world into the former Upper Realm Conquest The giant ship of all worlds.

Therefore, all the forces belonging to each party are fighting, fighting, and destroying each other.

The dispute between the two true immortals, even if it is just a confrontation, the aftermath when the wind sweeps to the lower realm is enough to shake the world, and everyone has to take sides and show their loyalty to each other.

What's more, isn't it also your own opportunity to kill and rob the enemy's resources? Those high-ranking masters and real people in the past are no longer nobler than anyone else now. They are trembling for the anger of the real immortals, and may even fall due to the battle between them. Wouldn't it be just right for them to fill their positions?

As for mortals?

Anyway, there is no end to death.

There are no dreams in the Yunzhou world.

Between heaven and earth, the strong are respected - the entire Yunzhou Realm is not a soul, they are all ants. Even if it becomes a soul and lives forever, in front of the real immortal, it is still worse than a big bug. Not much better.

A Kaimai monk has the right to exempt from taxes and occupy land; by building an innate foundation, he can establish a family, rule a city, and use the surrounding pastures and forests for his own use.

Jindan Zhenren should be the master of a country. He can turn the people of the country into servants, plant elixirs for himself, build gardens, and take over famous mountains and rivers as his own. He can also establish a sect and become the master of that sect.

As for the real person Yuanshen, who has broken through the limits of heaven and man, he can live high in the sky and overlook the world.

There are layers of exploitation and authority. From the perspective of the monks at the higher level, the monks at the lower level are really just tools.

dream?

If you can't even dream of being a monk, what other dreams do you want to have? !

The two true souls made a bet in the sky, and they could overthrow the ten kingdoms in the world, causing inner demons and demons to run rampant in the ten kingdoms, and even gathering people to attack the city. Millions of people died as a result, mourning was everywhere, and the people were in dire straits. Pain and devastation - and all this was just because of the words of two 'big monks' who were full and had nothing to do.

[Sure enough, the reason why today’s monks lack martial virtue is because they live too comfortably]

[Indeed, but I feel that it is not so much that life is too comfortable, but that there is no pressure, so there is a lack of motivation]

【Give them some】

Chen Suran was a citizen of the Ten Kingdoms in the past.

He still remembered that at that time, he, his brother and his father were working in the fields of the family of a foundation-building monk, and half of the city's residents were serving the original family's foundation-building monk.

Although this kind of life is hard, it is not bad. At least they are protected by the foundation-building monks. The evil spirits in the mountains and forests and the wild spirits in the wilderness cannot threaten them.

When you go to open up wasteland by yourself, you have to face monsters that don't spit out bones, but grass and tree elves that can instantly take over the fields you finally managed to open... If you don't become a monk, you can't even farm.

However, with the protection of cultivators, you don't have to worry about the weather or fertilizer. You only need to work for the masters with peace of mind, and at least you can enjoy the peace on the surface.

But since the two real Yuanshen lowered their spiritual thoughts, the sudden increase in evil and wild spirits has completely destroyed this superficial peace.

Chen Suran's father died when a wild boar demon invaded the farm and bit his head off alive. When the demon attacked the city, his brother was made into a flesh and blood puppet by the local monk and was stationed in the city.

As the only male in the family, Chen Suran took over the responsibilities of his father and brother and fled to the south with his mother and several younger sisters.

But in the middle of the journey, the bandits who bullied the weak and did not dare to plunder the monks' granary, but dared to attack the hungry people, hacked his old mother to death and kidnapped his sister. When Chen Suran resisted and roared with all his strength, he knifed her again. Cut over.

What is the outcome of my sister?

Chen Suran doesn't even know now.

Is it bitter?

Just average.

In the world, there are thousands of people who are suffering more than Chen Suran.

Even if there were no monks or demons, there would still be severe droughts and famines. At that time, countless hungry people would still have to flee for thousands of miles, they would still have to eat all the grass and trees, they would still exchange their children for food, and there would still be robbers and thieves from all walks of life. Squeeze all their bones and blood before giving up.

Chen Suran just hates it - he hates that he is not a monk, he hates that he is not the one who robbed other people, he hates that he has no power, but can only be taken away by people, endlessly in this world, but he can never take revenge.

Therefore, after recovering from his serious injuries and saving his life, he had a strong heart, tried his best to obtain a cultivation method, spent a long time to build the foundation, and used all means to seize a chance in this world.

Burning, killing, looting, running rampant and domineering, bending the knee to the strong, frowning at the weak...

Chen Suran discovered it only when he actually started to do this.

——Really, it feels so good.

Is this how a practitioner feels? Is this what it feels like to be superior to others? Is this the feeling of being able to control the life and death of others with just a few words and deeds? As long as you find that person annoying, you can kill them. Is this the feeling of being free and doing whatever you want?

It turns out that in the past, I lived like a puppet...

Although low-level monks are still puppets to higher-level real people, as long as they become stronger, everything in the world will eventually become puppets in his hands!

Chen Suran's heart was already dead at that time - he would no longer dream about a peaceful and healthy world, a home where both parents were present, a brother who took care of him, and a sister who would act coquettishly towards him.

What's the use of dreaming about these?

It cannot improve the realm, nor can it strengthen magical powers.

The world is in chaos? What does it matter. So what if hundreds of thousands of people die, millions of mortals, tens of thousands of ordinary monks die, dozens of families cut off their inheritance, and ten kingdoms collapse?

There is no chaos, no chance, what happened to the chaos? So what if all living beings in the Ten Kingdoms died? As long as a few golden elixir cultivators can come out of it, and a Yuan Shen major cultivator can come out, then I will die.

Do you really think that people in other places don’t have children?

It is precisely because of this that, after achieving the Golden Elixir, when Chen Suran met the two Yuanshen seniors who had made a bet in the past, he bowed his head and knelt down sincerely to thank him.

It is precisely because they shattered the order of the ten kingdoms and burst out the infinite vitality of chaos that they allowed me, a destined mortal, to fight all the way to this day, achieve the status of the golden elixir, and even look up to the higher status of the soul.

At that time, he really thanked him from the bottom of his heart with a smile on his face.

——You gave me this glimmer of secret, the grace of enlightenment.

Although this does not affect Chen Suran's use of all means to kill the two souls in the next thousands of years after he becomes a soul, and even kills all the blood inheritance they left behind among the people, but that is another time. It's over.

He has fallen into reincarnation.

Even now, he has become a great monk of Yuanshen, but he still cannot escape from this reincarnation.

At this moment, Chen Suran did not participate in the battle of souls that was fighting for the sovereignty of Floating Mirror City - not because he suddenly changed his mind, but because he had a little bit of brain and could see that the battle at this time was meaningless at all.

The two true immortals in the sky haven't taken action yet, and the fight below seems to be lively and lively. In fact, all the souls have not taken action with all their strength. They are all waiting and watching, acting like clowns.

【Long-lasting Ten Thousand Years】

Looking up at the sky, he couldn't help but sigh: "Are you still a puppet?"

At this moment, the man's eyes, with his magical power of 'eyes that see the sky in all directions', seemed to dominate the world.

He could see that the world was in chaos, the people were in dire straits, wars were raging, the wilderness was filled with bones, the rivers were filled with corpses, and the cruelty of cannibalism and murder hidden in the dark, taking place in no-man's land in the countryside, those who used human beings as materials The bloodshed of soul-taking and bone-removing is countless.

Heaven and earth are a prison, and the world is a sea of ​​suffering.

The ocean is endless and it is difficult for gods and goddesses to cross it.

【Immortal...】

Raising his eyes, Chen Suran finally gave up the trace of fear in his heart at this moment.

He raised his head, his gaze penetrated Taixu and landed directly on the two true immortals outside the sky!

Then, the man saw two pairs of indifferent eyes.

Outside the heaven and earth, in Taixu, the two true immortals facing each other from a distance showed no signs of fighting. They just looked down at the heaven and earth together across endless time and space, overlooking the endless chaos of the Yunzhou Realm, as if Overlooking the home's courtyard.

The eyes of the immortals have no pity or pleasure. They are not moved by any tragic scenes, show even a trace of goodwill, and will not smile for any bloody killings, nor show any slight approval for those atrocities. .

They are just watching, overlooking, and staring at this world forever - staring at this place, waiting for a trace of novelty that they have never seen, a trace of possibility that they have never imagined to flow out of this chaotic chaos.

Whether they are those warriors who intend to break the shackles and scream in anger to the sky, or those who kneel down and bow their heads and obey the fate of this endless chaos, they are all looking forward to it.

——Are there any comrades who can stand out from this endless disaster?

Above the clouds, high in the sky, on the sea of ​​clouds layer by layer, the immortal stepped onto the stars and gazed wordlessly at the bleak world.

Therefore there was great chaos in heaven and earth.

This is the calamity of becoming an immortal.

[So, is that so...]

With his eyes stinging and his magical power shattered, Chen Suran's body sitting cross-legged in his mansion swayed slightly, with light cyan blood and tears streaming down his face.

But the monk didn't pay any attention to this. He just murmured to himself, feeling gloomy in his heart: [It turns out... immortals are no different...]

[Heaven and earth are chessboards, and all living beings are chess pieces...]

[I thought there would be some differences...]

It's not because both eyes are blind.

Chen Suran's heart dimmed. He lowered his head and felt everything turned dark: [I thought... Immortals can be a little different...]

For the first time, he felt the despair of being trapped in deep water, unable to break free, unable to breathe, and could only sink into eternity.

Until a ray of light came, suddenly shining through the darkness.

"Stop, Zhu Zhoutian!"

In the void next to the Yunzhou Realm, there was suddenly a sound that shook the void, like thunder.

It seemed as if something huge was roaring towards him.

In an instant, the two immortals were also shaken. It was difficult to maintain their indifferent mentality. Instead, they looked around in confusion and confusion.

【who is it? ! Pretend to be a ghost! 】

[Which comrade, why don't you show up and talk about it! 】

They spoke solemnly, scanning the void with their spiritual thoughts, but found nothing.

All that could be heard was another more solemn sound, causing a loud rumble like a speeding battleship breaking through the void - and even a harsh 'TiDiDiDi' sound could be heard vaguely, like a siren.

"Yunzhou Realm, Miao Xingzi, Taoist Taoist Stepping on the Dragon!"

"You two are suspected of preventing all sentient beings from dreaming. Come with us!"