The young man of the brocade-robed spirit clan was stared at by him, and a chill suddenly rose in his heart, and he couldn't help but turn his head away, avoiding his gaze, and asked at the same time, "Third uncle, the ancestor called us here, why did you do it?"

The black-robed middle-aged man was about to speak, but Zhao Ting took the lead and suppressed his voice.

"Your ancestor is dead! Now, I am your new ancestor. ”

With a "clang", he threw the Falling Star Sword to the ground.

The crowd changed color.

"Impossible! The ancestor has only been refining his skills recently, and there is no opponent in the world, who can kill him?"

"Who are you?

Before the words fell, two people had already shot angrily, brandishing weapons and attacking Zhao Ting.

Zhao Ting waved his hand casually, causing the two of them to evaporate instantly.

It is completely disappeared from this world.

"Who else is not convinced?"

The rest of the crowd was suddenly silent.

Among the two who just made a move, one of them was the fourth generation of the Zhou family, and his cultivation had reached the early stage of the God Refining Realm, and he was the highest cultivation among the remaining juniors of the Zhou family.

But Rao is such a cultivator, and he also says that he will die when he dies, who else dares to be this bird?

The skeleton man in front of him had a hideous appearance, and his eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty demonic red light, and he knew at a glance that he was not a good person.

At this time, even if he is loyal to his family, he will not jump out and die, this is the truth that he is stronger than others.

Seeing that everyone was quiet, Zhao Ting smiled with satisfaction, the blood in his eyes dissipated, and he sat down again.

"I want to eat your ......"

The face was calm, but the words he said made everyone creepy, and some timid women even sat down on the ground and wept.

"No, you have to hold back. ”

Zhao Ting's face was cloudy, and there seemed to be two villains fighting in his heart.

One let him swallow these people in front of him alive, and the other told him that he must keep the bottom line of being a man and not kill indiscriminately.

He knew it was the result of too many memories in his head, too much confusion. Especially the true spirits that devoured the old ghost of the fog shadow and the ancestor of the Zhou family one after another.

Neither of them knew how many years they had lived, and the memories in their minds were so large that they were almost terrifying, difficult to sort out, and even indirectly affected his character, making his whole person violent and twisted, and his actions were full of a sense of desperate madness.

If these chaotic memories are allowed to merge with each other, I am afraid that it will not be long before a new personality will form in his sea of consciousness.

He is him, and he is not him.

"When you build a new body, you will get rid of the excess memories. ”

Zhao Tingqiang held back the crazy desire in his heart, raised his head and looked at the people in front of him.

A ghostly light flashed in his palm, and a long-necked jade-colored white bottle appeared out of thin air in his hand.

Then his eyes fixed on the young man of the brocade-robed spirit clan, and said casually, "Have you ever killed someone?"

Seeing his gentle attitude and implicit expectation, the young man of the brocade robe spirit clan nodded again and again, and said, "Killed, killed, killed every month." ”

"Oh. ”

Zhao Ting glanced at him meaningfully, and then asked, "Why did you kill people?"

The young man of the brocade-robed spirit clan said respectfully, "Because my demon pet needs to be fed by the human race. ”

As he spoke, he secretly looked at Zhao Ting and asked, "My lord, I also want to eat people?" There is just some storage in the next, if the adult does not dislike it, he is willing to serve it with both hands. ”

Zhao Ting shook his head and said, "No need, you, stand on the right." ”

"Yes," the young man of the Brocade Robe Spirit Clan heard this, and stood to the right with an excited face, "Thank you for not killing." ”

Zhao Ting ignored him and looked at the next one.

"Have you ever killed someone?"

"I've killed, I've killed every day. ”

"Why kill people?"

The man scratched his ears and cheeks and thought about it for a long time, and finally came up with a different reason from the previous one: "Because you don't have to pay for killing someone, killing 'ominous' or other spirit clans will cause trouble." ”

"Okay," Zhao Ting nodded, "You stand to the right." ”

......

"Have you ever killed someone?"

This time, I was asked a child of a few years old, with clear eyes.

"Kill...... Kill it. ”

Zhao Ting stared at his immature cheeks for a long time, and suddenly said, "You are dishonest." ”

"How can a child lie? Stand on the left. ”

Hearing this, the child suddenly cried out, crying and saying, "I said I didn't kill, I have to let me say I killed, woo woo woo......"

Zhao Ting stopped his crying impatiently and said, "Next." ”

"What about you, have you ever killed someone?"

This time it's still a child, older than the previous one, a girl.

The girl was not as afraid of him as the others, and replied, "I have not killed him." ”

Zhao Ting looked at her expressionlessly, and said coldly: "You are not honest either." ”

"Not only have you killed people, but you also like to cook for fun, and you stand on the right. ”

The girl didn't move, staring at him with black jewel-like eyes and said, "I don't go to the right, I know that everyone on the right will die, I'm still young, I don't want to die." ”

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar.

A mood called "panic" spread among the crowd on the right, and everyone turned their eyes to Zhao Ting, waiting for his answer.

Zhao Ting was also interested, and asked with a smile: "How do you know that the person on the right will die?"

The girl replied fluently: "Because when the adults just spoke to my younger brother, the tone was a pity, but it was a pity that a piece of meat to the mouth flew." And when I looked at the uncles and uncles on the right, I was looking at the eyes of the dead, and it was clear that they were dying. ”

"Well," Zhao Ting nodded, "You are very smart, much smarter than these stupid elders of your Zhou family. ”

"It's a pity that you have killed countless people at such a young age, and your sins are too great, otherwise I would really want to spare your life. ”

The girl's expression was still calm, and she said, "But I think it's too arbitrary for adults to judge whether we deserve to die by whether we have killed or not." ”

"I don't know why adults have such a standard, but I do know that we should put ourselves in our shoes in our shoes, and people are to us what ants are to people. Are adults going to kill a mischievous child because he drowned tens of thousands of ants with water?"

"Not to mention the despicable blood of the human race, just relying on the powerful ability to reproduce to survive in the world, what if my spirit race is in case? ”

Zhao Ting was speechless for a long time, slowly got up, came to the girl's side, stroked her head, and smiled: "Good analogy, but the person you put yourself in the wrong place." ”

"Because I am the ant in your mouth, a strong ant. ”

Bang!

Before anyone could react, Zhao Ting's palm pressed down with a thousand powers, and slapped the girl's head into the chest, turning it into a headless corpse.

"You killed the ants, you're right. Ants kill you, and ants are right. We're all wrong, it's the world that's wrong. ”

A ghostly light came out of his palm, and the spiritual blood in the girl's body was slowly sucked out by an invisible suction, and finally poured into the jade bottle in his hand.

The girl's body quickly dried up, and the death was horrific and eerie, like a headless corpse.

This sudden change made all the spirit clans on the field begin to endanger themselves.

Zhao Ting thought they were noisy, and the "Demon Domain" unfolded, enveloping them in it, and soon, everyone was speechless, unable to move, and couldn't even blink an eye.

Only when Zhao Ting asks who can he open his mouth to answer the question.

In this way, the efficiency has improved a lot, and in less than a quarter of an hour, all the spirit clans present have asked all the questions.

What surprised Zhao Ting was that among these people, except for the boy before, there were actually three who had never killed the human race.

In addition, there was also a young man who was targeted by a group of thieves because of his rich and noble clothes when he was traveling in the world, and angrily killed all thirteen of the thieves.

Regarding this person's situation, Zhao Ting thought about it and asked him to stand on the left.

After figuring out everyone's life and events, Zhao Ting no longer hesitated, and directly popped out a little cold light, extinguishing the consciousness of the brocade-robed man who was the first to target, leaving only a skin.

Then with a suck of palm power, all the people standing on the right were in the "Demon Domain", and they could only watch in horror as the spiritual blood in their bodies turned into a torrent and flew out of their bodies, and finally all of them got into the jade bottle in Zhao Ting's hands.

After the spiritual blood was separated from the body, everyone suddenly seemed to be dozens of years old, wrinkles appeared on their faces at a speed visible to the naked eye, and their bodies aged rapidly.

Zhao Ting ignored them, he flipped the mouth of the bottle over, condensing a huge pool of blood in the air, and the blood shimmered with a faint gold.

The corpse of the brocade-robed man was stretched out by him and lay in the pool of blood formed by the gathering of spiritual blood.

The mortal blood in the corpse was sucked out by Zhao Ting little by little, so that the corpse always maintained a faint activity, and the spiritual blood in the blood pool slowly poured into the meridians and veins of the brocade-robed man, making the concentration of spiritual blood in his body higher and higher.

Gradually, his corpse underwent all kinds of incredible changes, and his already clear face became more handsome, full of masculinity, and perfect, like a god.

Behind him, there are two wing bones that are slightly protruding, as if they are about to grow wings.

Zhao Ting stared at the subtle changes on the corpse with a solemn expression, his eyes did not blink, he wanted to witness the evolution of this spirit body, what would it look like?

It's a pity that the spiritual blood in the blood pool has been exhausted after a small section of the supporting wing bone grows, and it is unable to continue, so Zhao Ting can only stop this transformation.

He turned his head to look at the four people on his left, and there was pity in his eyes.

Heaven and man fought again for a moment in his heart before he said, "You guys, hurry up, don't let me see you again." ”

The oldest young man among the four had an incredible look on his face, and said in a trembling voice, "You...... You're not going to kill us?"

Zhao Ting waved his hand irritably: "You don't meet my standards for killing, hurry up, don't wait for me to change my mind." ”

The boy still had tears on his face, looked at Zhao Ting and said timidly, "But this is my home." ”

“......”

Angered even more by his cry, Zhao Ting turned around suddenly, his eyes were filled with blood, and he roared fiercely: "You don't want to go, right?"

"Okay, then I'll go. ”

After dropping a sentence, Zhao Ting rolled up the Falling Star Sword on the ground and the spirit corpse suspended in the air, stepped out, and disappeared.

......

......

Shenxing Mountain.

A cave halfway up the mountain.

After fusing the spirit corpse and cleaning up the complicated memories in his mind, Zhao Ting's expression was inexplicably a little trance-like.

From the memory of the old ghost of the fog shadow, Zhao Ting finally solved many doubts.

The old ghost is a demon clan, and like the Ghost Emperor, he comes from a different world called "Hades".

The abyss of this world is the entrance to the "underworld" and the connection point between the two worlds.

In the underworld, in addition to the two clans of Shemo and Hades, there are many more powerful demons and demons, who are constantly fighting, fighting for blood and faith, and they are almost scattered.

In addition to the "Underworld", there is also a secret realm called "Astral Boundary", which seems to be the abode of the gods in the memory of the old ghost of Mistshadow.

It is said that he is a god, but in fact he is not omnipotent, and he often fights with the great demons of the "underworld" in order to compete for the belonging of a realm of faith, and no one can help anyone.

From the memories of the old ghost of the fog shadow, Zhao Ting clearly felt that the "faith" that could not be seen or touched was actually the most important thing for those high gods and demons.

For the sake of faith, they even did not hesitate to start a war to subvert a realm, and the ruthlessness of their methods made people feel terrible.

But what is faith? Zhao Ting didn't have a number in his heart at this time, because the old ghost of the fog shadow was not practicing the way of faith, and the demon sacrifice with his kind of cultivation was not qualified to enjoy the power of faith.

It seems that only the nobles among the gods and demons have the capital to practice the path of faith.

If these news proved the long-standing speculation about "gods and demons" in Zhao Ting's heart, then the other news completely shocked Zhao Ting.

In the memory of the old ghost, whether it was a great demon or a god, it turned out to be the aborigines of the world in which Zhao Ting lived.

And the human race seems to be the real extraterrestrial visitor.

The Spirit Race and the "Ominous" Clan are the footprints left by the gods and demons in this realm.

Spiritual blood is essentially divine blood that has been diluted many times over, and the killing crystals in the bodies of the "ominous" people are evolved from the demons in the bodies of the demons over thousands of years.

As for why those gods and demons fled to the other world, the answer is that they were driven out of this world by the Terrans.

It was the most humiliating history in the history books of gods and demons, but it was the most glorious and shining years of the human race.

It is recorded in the history books of the demon race that tens of thousands of years ago, the ancestor of the human race came across the starry sky in a huge metal flying boat and landed in this world.

This is the beginning of the nightmare of the gods and demons.

These ancestors didn't have sharp teeth and didn't know any divine channel methods, but they were more powerful than they thought.

Huge iron balls flew in the sky, their tails spewing blazing flames, as fast as the gods.

The ugly metal suit can not only fly to the sky, but also isolate the influence of all Dao laws.

Holding a white weapon with a strange appearance, it shoots out a blue arc of light, and as long as it touches it, even the divine body will decompose and disappear into cosmic dust.

The infinitely tracked machine bird can track you wherever you hide, and the power of the explosion can make a radius of thousands of miles without a single grass for a hundred years.

What's even more terrifying is that the black long tube on their huge metal flying boat will destroy even the stars with a single blow, and the speed is so fast that even the Holy Demon can't dodge.

For the first time in history, the gods and demons joined forces to fight the enemy, but they were still defeated by the weak human race, and they had to withdraw from this world in humiliation and anger.

The Protoss reopened their dwelling in the starry sky, while the demons took refuge in the bitter cold of Hell that no one wanted to live in.

The two races of them did not want to return to this realm all the time, but they were afraid of the peak of the Spring and Autumn Period of the human race, and did not dare to make the slightest substantive move.

It's just that later, for some reason, thousands of years ago, there was a sudden fault in human civilization, and the flame passed down from generation to generation was extinguished.

The surviving humans lost their omnipotent magical means and returned to primitive times.

It was also at this time that the Spirit Race and the "Unknown" races that had some of the blood of gods and demons were able to rise and trample the Terrans under their feet.

And the gods and demons who have lived in a foreign land for a long time, after learning the news, have also been gearing up to return to the ancestral realm.

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