Ye Mo was still observing Li Zhuang.

He has been completely different since he had the experience of a lifetime.

In terms of talent, he has the talent of will, and there is killing in his character.

That Ye Tianren was not his opponent at all, he was directly disabled, and Li Zhuang, who was only ten years old, was favored by a sect and entered the Baiyun Sect, which was the will to cultivate.

"Awesome, I didn't expect that after only eighteen years, the talent is completely different, I'm afraid that Kurosawa also saw me this way." Ye Mo was a little speechless, feeling that his life had been spied on by that stupid bird.

"Although his will talent is strong, it is far inferior to Qingyi, but his killing talent is the best I have ever seen."

"Obsessed with killing."

Li Zhuang was completely immersed in killing, because the experience of the previous life told him that if he was soft-hearted, he would not end well.

His cultivation is getting higher and higher, and only thirty years have passed, and he has entered the stage of a third-order wizard, and the martial artist level has even entered the fourth-order martial artist.

This is already a very young age for a cultivator.

He became the protector of the Baiyun Sect, glorifying his ancestors, and also married his first girlfriend in his previous life.

It can be said that in this life, his incomparable scenery and life have improved tremendously.

However, his killing character is also getting deeper and deeper, and many times, he starts killing people when he doesn't agree with him.

"Indulging in killing, it's easy to become like this, and fortunately, after eighteen years in the illusion, his heart is extremely firm, and he has the belief of protecting his family in his heart, so he didn't fall into the devil's path immediately."

It's not easy to kill, because the later you go, the easier it is to become a demon.

"It's going so well in this life, and I should give some setbacks."

"Qingyi disciple, you come to the White Cloud Sect and do what I say."

Ye Mo said with a smile, although the White Cloud Sect is huge, it is too small and small compared to the Desolate Family, and the top powerhouses of the White Cloud Sect are only red-robed witches.

The desolation arrived, the pomp was huge, very high-profile, a large number of strange beasts opened the way, and the purple-robed witches were in groups, overlooking the Baiyun Sect like this.

"I have taken a fancy to your Baiyun Sect's territory, and now I will dissolve the Baiyun Sect immediately, otherwise, I will destroy your whole family." Huang Qingyi sneered, but he was puzzled in his heart, and he couldn't guess Ye Mo's thoughts.

Desolate and elegant, he has reached the strength of the red-robed witch, and his momentum is overwhelming, pressing down on the Baiyun Sect, and everyone falls to the ground.

"Why! In my life, it is rare to be peaceful, step by step, my parents and wives have settled in Baiyun Sect, this is my home! ”

Li Zhuang gritted his teeth, his face was hideous, his muscles were bulging, and his knees were pressed and fell to the ground.

"Why?"

Huang Qingyi seemed to hear his words and looked at Li Zhuang, "Because I'm stronger than you." ”

"Better than me......" Li Zhuang's eyes were red.

This is the place he wants to protect, but now, any strong person can occupy it.

"You're too weak." Huang Qingyi waved one hand, and suddenly Li Zhuang's parents, wife and children were all arrested.

"What are you going to do?!" Li Zhuang's eyes were bloodshot, and his son, who was only five or six years old, was crying.

"I want to play a game, give you ten years, after ten years, you can challenge me, if you can beat me, I don't care, if you lose, then I will kill your whole family."

"Let's go!"

……

"See what changes you'll make." Ye Mo looked at it with a smile, although he felt that what he did was a little unauthentic, but the cause and effect made him faintly look forward to it.

For the first year, Li Zhuang was in a state of depression.

In the second year, Li Zhuang began to wake up, killing frantically, killing on a large scale.

Ye Mo frowned: "It's not good to kill like this again, although they all condense the killing heart, they will also follow the old path of killing all the same." ”

In the fourth year, Li Zhuang's reputation was already very bad.

He was wanted by the major cities, so he could only change his appearance and keep wandering among the major cities.

This continued until the ninth year.

"No, no, no, it's not right, it's not right!" Li Zhuang went crazy, wept bitterly, and hugged his head.

"It's not me, it's not me at all!"

He, it's too painful.

Guided by the heart of killing, it is like falling into hell.

"Crowd out?!" Ye Mo was stunned, "He's crowding out and killing!" ”

At this time, Li Zhuang was constantly resisting.

"Resistance ......" Ye Mo's eyes are getting brighter and brighter, "Before, in order not to be invaded by killing, I have always kept my heart empty, but now it seems that I have entered some misunderstandings. ”

"Li Zhuang, from not killing, to being obsessed with killing, enjoying killing, then to madness, and now to exclusion."

"He never thought of directing the killing, and I kept directing it."

"Resist, crowd out ......"

"In the world of life, for food, killing is all the time."

"Even if you are a vegetarian, in the eyes of the mighty, plants also belong to living beings and have wisdom."

"Killing is the norm."

"Not killing is abnormal."

"There is no need to guide, there is no need to integrate, to squeeze out the killing, you are the killing yourself."

"I didn't expect that I would realize it here."

On Ye Mo's body, the killing origin came, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and his aura also increased inadvertently.

"The Eighth Origin, the Way of Killing!"

At the same time, Li Zhuang's expression gradually calmed down, and the strength of his martial artist even broke through to the Martial Saint.

"I'll give you a little favor." Ye Mo smiled, and then his body disappeared.

……

"It's been a long time since I've been back."

Li Zhuang came to his original school, watching his younger brothers and sisters go in and out, youthful and high-spirited.

He looked young, but he was in his forties.

"One last look, there is still a year left, and I will die with that female devil."

He was a little angry.

"I remember that there was an old man here who was poor and insisted on selling pancakes."

"Huh?"

Li Zhuang looked in that direction, but was shocked to find that there was still a stall there, and an old man was skillfully rolling noodles.

"Impossible!"

"Thirty years have passed, this old man is an ordinary person, he was already over eighty years old back then, how can he still be alive now."

The life expectancy of ordinary people is only about 80 years old, and the average poor person can live to be 70 years old, which is considered very good.

"Long time no see, young man." Ye Mo greeted, his mind moving.

Li Zhuang knew a lot of things in an instant.

Illusion, his parents, his wife, and even the identity of the person in front of him.

He was dumbfounded.

Ye Mo turned into a prototype and said with a smile: "You and I are destined, I just help you easily, and your senior sister will come over to take you to see your family later." ”

"Your family is in the desert, and you are better off than you."

"Master!" Li Zhuang knelt on the ground, and he also understood that there was no previous life at all, everything was done by the young man in front of him.

"Thank you Master for saving your life." He kowtowed again and again, Li Zhuang knew that if Ye Mo didn't appear, then his life would be like in a fantasy, at the age of eighteen, it would end tragically.

"Huh?"

"Today's luck is really good, the desert world is going to be successfully integrated."

After Ye Mo arrived in the wilderness, he left here and appeared directly by the side of Tiankun Great Witch.

"Success, almost success!" Tiankun Dawu was excited.

"Boom!"

An explosion that was inaudible to outsiders resounded in Ye Mo's divine realm.

The second secret pattern vortex on the six stones was completely formed.

Whoa!

Ye Mo's divine body was constantly strengthened, fusing with the desert world, and in an instant, it evolved to an extremely terrifying point.

"Heavenly Dao World ......"

He felt something.

"Humane World, Lava Hell, Heavenly World......"

"Thunder of Heavenly Punishment!"

There was a message that was transmitted to Ye Mo's mind.

"The power of heavenly thunder?"

"Whoa!"

Around his body, one rule after another power condensed, and immediately after, the power of the Heavenly Thunder Origin appeared.

"I didn't plan to choose Heavenly Thunder as the Ninth Dao Origin, but I didn't expect to be forced to choose."

Ye Mo was a little helpless, but more excited.

His heavenly thunder was forcibly walked to the extreme when the desert world fused.

Nine Origins!