Chapter 1: Ten Steps to Kill a Man

"Roaring ......"

The morning sun shone on the ground, and the town, which was supposed to be quiet, was startled by a beast-like roar, and a panicked scream drifted through the air.

"Have you started?!"

Sitting on a small bed in a twenty-square-meter rental house, Ji Letian held a shiny long sword, and the index and middle fingers of his right hand slowly slashed across the smooth sword body, and finally paused on the word 'Longquan' at the junction of the hilt of the sword.

Longquan sword, Kangcheng Fangshan tourist souvenirs, Longquan factory, not open, one hundred and fifty-one, cheap and good, worthy of your own.

"Ding..."

With a flick of his index finger, a pleasant soft sound echoed in the room, and Ji Letian felt the energy in his body that was about to move, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This era, I'm coming.

After putting the compressed biscuits he bought earlier into his backpack until he couldn't stuff them, Ji Lotian looked at a large box of food and sighed the pain of not having storage equipment.

Flicking the backpack on his back and holding the Longquan sword, Ji Lotian slowly opened the door.

"Roar, roar......"

"Help, ahh......h

"Zziz...."

"Monsters, monsters......"

"Roaring ......"

A beast roar and the sound of scratching the door echoed in the corridor, and Ji Letian frowned slightly.

He didn't expect that he would disturb everyone's dreams in the early hours of the morning, and there were still people in this building turned into zombies, he was really sorry for his magnetic voice.

According to the records of the Immortal Cultivation Catalogue, in this night of ten thousand immortals, the probability that a person who is not asleep cannot absorb immortal qi is only one percent, and the probability of success in absorbing immortal qi for a sleeping person is only three or four tenths.

It seems that the people in this building are not very lucky, at least a dozen zombies that have failed to evolve have appeared.

However, thanks to the tight security of this building, most of the zombies are blocked in their own security doors, and only their families are affected, and the zombies who have not yet begun the second evolution have no wisdom to unlock the lock.

Without the consciousness of eliminating zombies and protecting the public, Ji Letian, who has been mixed in the last days for hundreds of years, has long lost the most basic kindness.

Time is a terrible thing, and anything will be wiped clean.

Including kindness, justice, shame.

People are good and are deceived by others, and in the last days, any superfluous feelings will cost people their lives.

When he walked into the elevator, Ji Lotian looked at the watch hand in his hand, and it was only six o'clock.

At this time, most of the people are asleep, and when everyone wakes up, they will find that the world has changed dramatically, and the panicked people will find it difficult to adapt for a while, and the number of casualties will rise in a short period of time, and the prelude to the end of the world will slowly begin.

The door of cultivating immortals will also open in front of everyone's eyes, and it depends on whether everyone has the chance to enter that gate.

"Ah, help......"

At the moment when the elevator door was about to close, a scream faintly sounded in the corridor, Ji Letian's face was extremely calm, watching the numbers displayed on the elevator screen slowly become smaller.

Even though he knew that someone running out of the room would become a zombie wandering outside, threatening the safety of the people around him, he didn't go back.

The more time he delayed, the more dangerous he himself became.

He is not a saint who saves the common people in mythology, but just an ordinary person who wants to earn a glimmer of life in this new immortal calendar.

In other words, it is an immortal cultivator.

In the middle of the lobby on the first floor, a man in a security uniform was chewing on something, occasionally raising his head, revealing a pair of blood-red eyes, and his bruised and slightly distorted face was matched with a circle of bright red blood and minced flesh around his mouth, which looked extremely hideous and terrifying.

At his feet lay a woman in a uniform and a short skirt, but this pretty-looking woman was pale, with a large hole in her chest, and her heart, which was supposed to be beating, was gone, and the ground around her was stained red with a strong smell of blood.

"Ding."

The sound of the elevator opening sounded, and the security guard, who had just finished breakfast, turned his head to look, his body suddenly moved, and he fell on all fours, rushing towards the elevator door like a cheetah, and from time to time there was a beastly roar in his throat.

Before he stepped out of the elevator, he saw a figure rushing like a hound, and the habit he had developed in the hundreds of years in the last days made Ji Lotian reflexively move his left thumb, and the sword that popped out instantly appeared in his right hand.

"Click."

A flash of light flashed, and the sound of the sword being unsheathed sounded, and Ji Lotian strolled out of the elevator without looking at the figure.

"Boom."

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground echoed in the empty hall, and the blood red in the eyes of the security guards lying on the ground quickly faded, and a trace of red to blackened blood flowed from their foreheads.

is as fast as lightning, a sword strikes the heart, and the movements are extremely chic and natural, but unfortunately there is no audience to appreciate it, which makes Ji Lotian a little melancholy.

This security guard also deserved it, and he fell asleep in the middle of the night because he was not faithful to his duties.

can only blame fate for not being good.

"This guy must have been lazy to sleep at night, but it's a pity that this beautiful woman has to get up so early."

Yu Guang swept over the security guard on the ground, and then looked at the delicate body not far away, Ji Lotian sighed with emotion, and walked to the door of the building.

Soon after he left, the professional girl who was lying on the ground trembled a few times, and slowly stood up, her eyes red, and wisps of bright red blood showing from her wide open mouth.

"Help, little brother, run, the monster is coming."

As soon as he stepped out of the building, Ji Lotian saw an old man in his sixties running towards him, walking like a fly, not the slightest old age, but a figure chasing behind made his appearance look extremely embarrassed.

"Ten steps to kill one person......"

The old man, who was about to make the young man run quickly, saw a phantus flicker in front of him, and he didn't hear what the other party was saying clearly, and then found that the beast roar from behind him disappeared.

Subconsciously turning his head, the old man saw a red sports car with a roar in the distance, and the monster chasing him before was lying on the ground, with a red trickle flowing from his forehead.

If you look closely, the bruised tendons on the monster's body have faded, and it is a living person.

"Ah......h

Rao has experienced most of his life, and the old man couldn't help but exclaim, and a few shadows of crawling forward slowly appeared on the street corner not far away.

"That's not right, the note doesn't say that the first level of ten steps to kill one person can take the other party's life within ten meters, but it was only about eight meters in the flash, and I have to make up for it. Could it be ......?"

Ignoring the few zombies attracted by the roar of the car behind him, Ji Lotian thought about the previous situation in a distracted manner, and the accelerator under his feet was stepped on to the end, rushing through the traffic lights one by one, and rushing towards his hometown in the suburbs.

When passing by a small gas station in the countryside, Ji Lotian kicked and smashed the anti-theft glass, took out a gas card from the table, and filled up the Lamborghini's fuel tank by himself, and found a large oil drum from the gas station to fill up.

It took five or six minutes before and after, Ji Letian stuffed the oil drum into the passenger seat, and walked away under the dumbfounded gaze of a passing pedestrian.

For this pedestrian in danger, Ji Lotian did not remind the other party of his consciousness at all.

This is the opening day of the end times, and it is also a world of great controversy for cultivating immortals.

Everyone can be a competitor, everyone can be an opponent, everyone can be an enemy.

"Z..."

The screeching sound of brakes sounded, and Ji Letian, who was addicted to sports cars, curled the corners of his mouth with satisfaction, and it was not in vain that he spent three thousand oceans to rent.

Unfortunately, this means of transportation will not last long.

The mad end times begin, and gasoline, a modern resource, will become a scarce commodity and a dispensable antique.

"Ah, little heaven, run. Xiao Tian, those people are crazy, like monsters. Run, run......"

Before getting out of the car, Ji Lotian found a figure rushing towards him, he subconsciously prepared to swing his sword to stab, and after seeing the comer, he hurriedly put the sword back into its sheath, and then a soft delicate body threw himself into his arms.

"Sister Li"