Transcendent into a demon! If I were a demon now, I don't dare to think about what would happen to the people around me. Because I already knew the answer, although I tried to control myself not to kill before, but just seeing Long Aotian's back, I didn't have a sense of betrayal anger for no reason, and at this moment I seemed to want to kill him directly.

What am I going to do? Maybe the answer lies in reincarnation, so I turned around and re-entered the ghost gate. If there is an answer, maybe only one person knows, the old man in cloth, and why the old man in cloth refines himself into reincarnation I still can't figure it out. It is said that he is fearless, and this ghost believes that because he is a cultivator, he is selfish and has only the Tao in his heart, and he works hard to pursue the great road in his heart. Everything else is puffy clouds. Even if it's me, it's only my family.

I suddenly felt a layer of cold sweat on my back, go back, do I really just want to find them, or are they my only fetters, and I will only be truly silent if I kill them.

"Kill!" The moment this thought just came to mind, it seemed that from the deepest part of the soul, a roar burst to the extreme, full of killing intent.

I felt a trance, and in an instant I lost myself. Even if it was only for a moment, it was definitely not a good sign, and it seemed to mean that the monsters hidden in the depths of my body were about to break out of their cocoons.

I frowned, and my mind began to drift into a trance, as if only the last of my sanity allowed me to step towards the ghost mansion.

At the head of the bridge, Jing'er was lying on the handrail of the bridge. His eyes stared intently at the river rolling below.

I didn't interrupt him, but walked over and stood behind him.

"You're here, I knew you were coming, but I didn't expect you to come so late." The mirror opened her mouth leisurely.

"You already knew?" I asked, and a killing intent instantly spread in my heart.

"I know I'm coming, so I know why you're coming. Do you want to kill me, but in fact, I also kill myself like myself. If you can really kill me, it's a relief. Jing'er said leisurely.

I stood behind him, so excited that I wanted to raise my hand and grab him by the neck of the migratory and break him, while I was struggling inwardly. In the end, I held back and didn't make a move, because I didn't want to, I didn't want to become a machine that only knew how to kill.

I struggled like you at the beginning, and in the end I became what I am now. You must be very strange, in fact, I am the old man in cloth, the ancestor of the human race. Jing'er said leisurely.

I stood there in amazement, Jing'er was an old man in cloth! Is this possible? Isn't Jing'er a machine spirit? How can you become an old man in cloth! Suddenly, a terrible thought flashed through me. I asked with some trembling, "You inherited the mantle for resurrection?" ”

"Hahahaha!" Jing'er laughed, out of breath, as if she had heard the most ridiculous thing.

After a long time, Jing'er continued: "I am indeed like a resurrection, but the resurrection has no meaning for me. If you look at the ghost mansion, do you know how this is transformed? This is the other space, that is, your nebula space. Didn't you say that Heaven treats all things as dogs? Now you represent the Heavenly Dao, but the Heavenly Dao does not exist. They don't have feelings, they just rules. All things under the Heavenly Dao always complain about the Heavenly Dao, but they don't know that the Heavenly Dao is dead. ”

To be honest, I didn't understand what the old man meant, so I continued to stand silently behind him and waited for him to continue.

"Back then, I was the first in this world to reach the realm of transcendence, and opened up my own alien space, what is the feeling of being able to control all things, is high. I thought I had reached the end, but I didn't think that this was the beginning, the beginning of destruction. Detached? Transcendence of heaven and the yearning of all gods, but they do not know that after transcendence, they are truly demons. This reincarnation world, which is indeed dead, ended myself with my own hands, because I suddenly found that my life seemed to have become boring. ”

I squinted my eyes and suddenly said, "But you're still alive." ”

"I'm a machine spirit, not alive, but this samsara is alive because he's my deity. In the end, I personally destroyed the alien space and turned him into a ghost mansion, and I, guarding the entrance of the ghost mansion, turned into a machine spirit of the Nai He Bridge. But I can't help it, but I can't help it. Jing'er's tone suddenly aged a lot. The body also slowly grew old with a long sigh, and in a moment, he turned out to be a white-haired old Ou.

Meng Po! I asked differently.

"Meng Po, it's been a long time since no one called me that. Brother Ni, I really want to see how you will choose, detach yourself into a demon and kill everyone around you, or choose to kill yourself like me. Aren't you still thinking about finding your family? If you're still thinking about it, I can send you back. Meng Po lifted her old face and looked at me with a smile.

"You're a madman." I took a step back, desperately resisting the urge to kill him.

In the past, I never felt the slightest worry about my sand rate, because I felt that I was killing to protect more people, but until now, I have to control my killing intent. Because I found that my killing intent was gradually taking control of my mind.

"You can't escape, this is reincarnation, every transcendent person is born to exist for destruction. Until the way of heaven, why can't you see clearly? Because there is no Heavenly Dao at all, the Heavenly Dao is dead. Only the Heavenly Dao without life emotions can have life, and you can't escape reincarnation. Meng Po was a little crazy, her eyes flashed with cold light, and she looked very excited.

I turned away, this is a madman! When I thought of the mirror in Qiankun looking for the dragon gold, my heart was for no reason. A wave of killing intent burst out in an instant.

I flew up, through the group of the Terran ancestral land, and went straight to the vast universe, at this time, I didn't know where I was going, and my heart was full of killing intent. I want to kill, indiscriminately kill. Only then may I have a moment of peace.

"Dancing among the flowers!" A familiar voice suddenly appeared in front of him, followed by countless butterflies flying in all directions. A long sword glittering with cold light appeared leisurely and approached my forehead.

A smile tufts into Fluttershy's mouth. It's finally a good idea, and it's wise to wait here for the right one.

Not long ago, Na Mei Yutian escaped with serious injuries. Fluttershy watched him leave without making a move, as he waited, waiting for better prey, and everything was going according to his expectations. As long as you kill this human race, then the world will return to its original trajectory,

Seeing that the silver blade was approaching, I instinctively flipped with one hand and grabbed the blade directly in my hand, and the black qi on my body rose up like a speechless cover, and at this moment, my eyes instantly turned red, the color of blood. Everything in the universe turned red, and I felt the difference that I didn't kill Fluttershy, because I saw that Fluttershy's eyes were also red, and the butterflies that were flying all over the sky before turned black at this moment, and each one was like a demon with a steel fork fluttering and laughing.

I suddenly have a sense of intimacy as I look at Fluttershy. Fluttershy's eyes flashed with confusion, and she slowly fell to her knees.

Transcendent into a demon, there is no slow killing between demons and demons, I have to say that this is the most ridiculous and incredible thing in the world.

A heart-rending pain came from the depths of my soul, as if there was a long-lost existence in it struggling, and my eyes instantly recovered, but I didn't dare to delay any longer, and let go of Fluttershy's long sword and turned away, fleeing into the distance. It's not fear, it's fear, even though at first, I dreamed of killing Fluttershy, but now I know that if I do, I'm going to be in real trouble.

Fluttershy's eyes turn even redder, and the space around her burns like magma, and everything around her quickly condenses into a black cloud, and there seem to be countless skeletons in the mist, quacking and rattling.

"If you can't leave, kill you, I am the king of this world." The Skull Nebula scurries away with Fluttershy's grim voice.

I'm moving forward, and my eyes aren't blood-red. After a while there was a return to clarity. I want to kill, I want to give up control of my body completely. But I know that if I do this, it seems that I will die and be terrible, and at this moment, I don't have any emotions for Hua Xiaodie behind me, I can't talk about anger, I can't talk about hatred, but I have more and more hatred for the old man in cloth.

Everything seems to be a game, and oneself is the chosen pawn that can be sacrificed. I don't know what Meng Po is doing this for, but he knows that everything still guides me to detachment, why?

No one knows what the end of the universe is, and no one knows how big this starry sky is. I don't know where I'm going, my only goal is to leave the depths of the universe far away from the triangle and all the areas where life has a trajectory, or only then will I have some peace of mind when I can't control myself.

What I don't know is that behind Fluttershy, another figure is also moving rapidly, but it always keeps a certain distance from us, like a clever hunter. If I could stop, then I'd recognize this person, Nami Yunten.

Nami Yuntian is different from us, his eyes are pitch black, but the aura he exudes is a blood-red faint in the space.

Or this is the best choice for this starry sky, buy three demons that are enough to destroy everything, if Tiandao really has wisdom, maybe he is now thinking about how to completely wipe us out in this starry sky, or let us leave forever.