Start: Confined By The System And Become Mentally Ill

"Don't mess around. Your body can't bear it. Grandpa, ancestor, I beg you, use the sword, use the sword!"

Ah Fu's anxious voice sounded like he was crying.

However, Lu Chuan didn't bother to pay attention to it at all.

After tearing apart the first divine thunder, the waves beneath my feet became higher.

Ah Fu sighed, knowing that he couldn't persuade the old guy, so he simply shut his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, the second god-destroying thunder struck down.

Lu Chuan raised his fist, unleashed all the strength of his body, and struck hard.

The red thunder dragon was blasted to pieces again.

The third path, the fourth path...the fifteenth path.

Lu Chuan smashed fifteen god-destroying thunders.

At this time, Lu Chuan's face was already covered with cracks, as if it would break apart in the next moment.

However, the thunder calamity in the sky has no intention of subsideing at all, and is even increasing in power.

"Ahem... I can't accept it anymore!"

Lu Chuan coughed up a mouthful of blood and laughed to himself.

"boom!"

Another red brontosaurus smashed down.

Lu Chuan gently snapped his fingers, and a monstrous water column left below came to life.

The black sword energy enveloped the water column and transformed into a black dragon.

The black water dragon roared and rushed forward, colliding with the red thunder dragon.

Water and thunder, two attributes collided together, creating brilliant sparks.

The entire sky was illuminated at this moment.

Like the blooming fireworks, extremely gorgeous.

Every time he crushed a thunder dragon, Lu Chuan let the waves lift him up a little.

By the time the last water column was used up, Lu Chuan was already very close to the red vortex.

At this time, the God-Destroying Thunder struck eighty times.

Lu Chuan's situation was not optimistic. His old body could not withstand this kind of force and had begun to collapse.

The skin on his face also began to fall off piece by piece, like a broken mirror.

However, Lu Chuan laughed indifferently.

Perhaps, he has always been like this, nothing matters.

The center of the vortex of the bloody thundercloud roared crazily, and countless scarlet thunder and lightning flickered in and out of it.

Lu Chuan knew that this should be the last God-Destroying Thunder.

It is also the strongest one.

Subconsciously I touched my waist, but it was empty.

Lu Chuan smiled and tapped his forehead. His memory was getting worse. He didn't have a sword on him.

At this time, the center of the thundercloud's vortex was already rioting.

The last giant red dragon is being generated at an extremely fast rate.

Perhaps because the red color is too strong, this last Brontosaurus has turned black.

Lu Chuan gently opened his palm, and blood poured out.

He pointed it into a sword and waved it in front of his face.

The blood gathered together and became a bloody sword.

Lu Chuan took a deep breath and gently held the hilt of the sword.

"Today, use blood as a sword to cut through the sky."

"Eleven of Swords: Great Destruction."

"die!"

There is no gorgeous sword light, no gorgeous colors.

Lu Chuan used this bloody sword and swung it out fiercely.

A black sword energy was pulled out in front of him.

The black sword energy leaped up and went straight to the center of the whirlpool.

The sword energy rises in the wind, ten meters, one hundred meters, one thousand meters...

Until the end, this black sword energy stretched across the sky.

The sword energy that tore through the sky struck the red thundercloud whirlpool.

A cold black light flashed across the sky.

There was no fierce collision, no gorgeous fireworks.

Everything was so quiet.

The sharp sword energy just cut through the center of the whirlpool without causing any ripples.

Time stops at this moment.

The black thunder dragon stopped.

The red vortex also stopped spinning.

"boom!"

The thundercloud vortex shattered into pieces in the next moment.

The entire sky became as clean as if it had been washed by a clear spring.

Others' catastrophes were used to overcome them, but only Lu Chuan's catastrophes were used to kill them.

"I have a sword that can cut down the might of heaven."

…

"Ahem..."

Lu Chuan coughed violently.

The excessive blood loss and excessive physical load made Lu Chuan feel dizzy, and he managed to hold on without falling into the sea.

"My uncle is awesome, my uncle is invincible in the world."

At this time, Ah Fu appeared next to Lu Chuan, carrying him towards the archipelago that had been slaughtered long ago.

Ah Fu's head was stretched out for some unknown reason.

This makes it look even more like a fool.

"Hey hey hey..."

Ah Fu landed, as happy as a fool.

"Uncle, it worked. I matched the information about this world."

"This world is really unexpected. There is too much information and it is too explosive. I need some time to sort it out."

Lu Chuan's whole body hurt so much that he was not in the mood to pay attention to this guy, so he rolled his eyes.

"Hurry up and collect the heads for me and go back to Mingyue Pavilion. I'm so annoyed every day."

"Okay, you sit down, and the little one will go to work." The donkey nodded with a low eyebrow.

He was so respectful that he just had to find a place for Lu Chuan and offer him up.

Lu Chuan leaned against the stone, because he was so tired that he didn't know when he fell asleep.

"Uncle, uncle, what's wrong with you? You can't die. How can I live if you die!"

The donkey howled loudly, waking up Lu Guichuan.

When I opened my eyes, it was already dawn.

The sky is very blue and clean, the breeze is not dry, and the sunshine is just right.

Lu Chuan slapped Ah Fu on the donkey's face and said viciously, "You're riding a horse and howling in mourning. Are you done?"

After being slapped, Ah Fu became happy.

It’s still the familiar formula, and it’s still the familiar big fight.

"Hey, when we're done, the total number of heads is 12,318."

Ah Fu turned his head proudly and looked at the huge net bag behind him.

It was filled with human heads, and the blood soaked the ground under the net bag, making it look like a hell on earth.

"By the way, Fengling seems to have run away. Damn it, if I meet him again, I'll beat the crap out of him."

Lu Chuan waved his hand, "Pull him down. Let him be a novice. Go back to Mingyue Pavilion quickly. If you can't regain your youth again, this body will really collapse."

"Oh, come on, sit tight." Ah Fu dragged Lu Chuan up into the sky, dragging his net bag.

A donkey, dragging tens of thousands of heads, ran across the sky.

There was an old man sitting on his back, with some skin peeling off and full of cracks.

This terrifying scene, if someone who is less courageous saw it, would probably be so scared that they would pee on the spot.

…

Hongye Zhenren stretched out his slender white neck and looked at the sea all night long.

The movement in the sky has long since fallen, but until now, Lu Chuan has not returned.

Hongye Zhenren's mood has hit rock bottom.

Without Lu Chuan's protection, how long can this stability last?

"what is that?"

Suddenly someone shouted, pointing to the sky in the distance.

Soon everyone on the ferry noticed a black spot on the horizon in the distance.

As the distance got closer, everyone's heads began to shut down.