The strength of the reincarnation itself is piled up by countless surnames. And the more powerful the reincarnation, the more difficult and terrifying the task will be.

Each task may have unforeseen consequences, like perceiving a temporary remedy—after the mandatory task is no longer difficult for Bai Shuo, a prepared plan is implemented.

The difficulty of the task is measured not by simple numerical values, but by the percentage obtained by substituting the strength of the reincarnation warrior itself after precise calculation.

For example, when a target destined to die after a bitter battle in an assassination mission is no longer a threat to Samsara, the main god will interfere with various external conditions - such as bad weather, time limits, or some unforeseen effects.

For example, the demons that block the path of Baishuo eat people, and the hundred ghosts walk at night.

And there are many choices in front of Bai Shuo: in order to complete the task and preserve his strength, he will take a long detour to reach his destination before the end of the seventy-two-hour time limit.

Or to save time, simply run through the center of the chaos, crush all the demons and demons that stand in your way, pull out an unobstructed path in the chaos, and then face an enemy of unknown strength.

Originally, the choice in Bai Shuo's heart was the first. However, this choice quietly changed when he picked up the desperate head from outside the village.

He couldn't let those demons turn his people into food in front of him, and he couldn't make himself walk away indifferently when the hundred ghosts walked at night and slaughtered the village.

The death of so many lives should not have been. Without its own influence, this chaotic spectacle that has left thousands of people desperate would not have existed at all.

Since it began because of me, let it end because of me.

Since it is because of my mission that I have caused such a great turmoil, then it is up to me to cut it all down! Exhaust! Kill! Break off!

And so the frenzied battles began, each of which was a killing without any scruples, and all the aliens who appeared in the human settlements were killed.

The heart of the mirror penetrates all inhuman breaths, and the flowers and slashing waves continue to appear on the earth, turning all the monsters that dare to devour the living into minced meat from obvious or remote corners.

Every time he passed through a village, blood would be spilled, and even the countdown to the constant diminishing could not stop Bai Shuo's almost crazy behavior.

As a single person, face countless crazy aliens.

This is Bai Shuo's compassion.

The cause of my sowing will be borne by me, and all the karmic consequences will be borne by me, and all these demons who have deviated from the path of my heart will all have to die.

It's as simple as that.

After each killing, he would pierce the corpse that had lost all its breath of life in the most conspicuous places in the local area - the city gate, the top of the mountain, and the entrance of the village, the hideous and abnormal shape was enough to stop the child's cry, and Bai Shuo's body was also covered with blood and wounds in the rapid and short frequent battles. But his eyes were getting brighter and brighter, like a mirror that gradually brushed away the dust.

This is the most extreme and the most difficult way to preach - in the midst of the killing, the faith in the heart is constantly strengthened, and all distractions and dust are destroyed, leaving only the glass heart, clear and thorough, almost about to release the light.

Of course, there is also the great 'help' of the main god, in just thirteen hours, Bai Shuo encountered nine scenes of demons and evils, under Bai Shuo's seemingly dull behavior, the main god is also constantly adjusting the difficulty of the task, exerting influence on the entire mission.

Overnight, the corpse forest of sixteen demon corpses piled up towered over the land of Dongsheng Shenzhou, and Bai Shuo was still stepping on the blood of the aliens.

All the demons and aliens you see, try your best to kill!

It was as if a large pen full of demon blood pulled out a cruel trace as straight as a knife on Dongsheng Shenzhou, piercing through any obstruction that dared to appear in front of it, pointing straight at Huaguo Mountain!

―――――――――――――――――――――――――――――― the battle at Chentangguan is almost over.

The revenge battle of the dragon clan is also the catastrophe of Chentang Pass. It was like pouring out the water of the East China Sea and swallowing the entire Chentang Pass into it, and the overwhelming black wave rose from the ground and fell from the sky, with a howling wind pressure and a chilling loud noise to fall and crush.

Just when the city wall was about to be pierced like tissue paper, a red silk flew from a great distance like a swimming fish, blocking between Chentang Pass and the waves, swimming rapidly.

The red silk, which was only three feet long, expanded as if it had no limit, until it finally turned into a curtain large enough to cover the sky, dancing in the wind like a burning flame.

Under Nezha's control, the weak red silk turned into a copper wall that far exceeded the hardness of gold and iron, and stubbornly withstood the tsunami and huge waves that came from the impact, enveloping the entire Chentang Pass, while he himself flew out of the city wall with the Qiankun circle in his hand, and faced the thirteen black dragons alone.

The entire cloudy sky was filled with the constant sound of crashes and dragon roars, and all mortals were pale and shaky under the roar of vibration, looking hopefully at the occasional red glow in the sky.

There, the hope of all of them is pinned on him, and if he fails, then the entire Chentang Pass will be destroyed, and even the 300,000 innocent civilians will be killed in an instant, and they will be killed in the wrath of the dragons.

This is the sorrow of this age—the ruthless immortals in the sky, the bloodthirsty demons in the wilderness, and the moody, violent dragons in the sea.

Even the prosperity of all nations will be wiped out in the wrath of these creatures, and all people's lives are fragile and pitiful, and they can only bow down in fear and pray sincerely for good weather.

Although in the history books or in the eyes of most people, this era is full of wonders, wonders, miracles and blood-boiling wars.

But all the foundations are built on the bones of countless people.

At the bottom of the pyramid are always poor mortals who can't grasp their names. It didn't even take a serious natural disaster, just a trace of the aftermath between battles was enough to destroy the fruits of their lives, even their own lives.

Chaos, blood, darkness, this is the true face of this era.

The struggle between blood and fire never stops, resistance and struggle, not everyone will be satisfied with simple living under cruel oppression, there are always some people who want to pursue more beauty and light, protect their hopes and love, even if it is at the cost of their own lives.

Awaken and transform in the midst of pain, be strong in the midst of setbacks and trials, burn your body and soul to the ground, and illuminate the darkness.

Whether it is lost to the population or not, or it leaves a legend. Such a person is already enough to be called a hero.

From a child who is ignorant of everything, to being able to control his own power correctly, and finally becoming a hero.

Nezha is walking on this path, whether he was stubborn or Ren in the past, but after carrying the life of 300,000 surnames in the entire Chentangguan, as well as his father's tears, he has begun to be strong.

Do everything you can to defeat this group of brutes.

They are absolutely not allowed to touch their father, and they are never allowed to touch Chen Tangguan, which their father has guarded all his life.

This is Nezha's determination, and it is also the new force that supports him to fight in the dark clouds.

Endless tides rose to the sky in the dragon's roar, as if freed from the shackles of the earth, and filled the entire sky. The flickering light of the fire emitted an astonishing heat, and in just a moment, the flames that burned the river and boiled the sea vaporized the incoming sea water into a thick mist and fell from the sky.

In the dim light, black clouds like steel pressed down from the sky, making people breathless. In that dim mist, the eyes of dozens of black dragons seemed to bring red lanterns of death, cruising and impacting rapidly in the sky, pulling out rays of light, making people feel fear and panic from the bottom of their hearts.

"Looks terrible, get ready, Ottoria." Chen silently put down the binoculars, sighed, and looked down at the eyes of the people in the street full of fear and pleading.

"I'm afraid Chen Tangguan will be out of order." She slowly took out the puppet that Bai Shuo had prepared for herself from the space, then picked up the cat, took out the Righteous Soul Pill from its mouth, and carefully filled it into the specially prepared groove in the puppet's mouth. So the delicate puppet came to life again, opened its eyes, and observed the world with pure eyes.

"Doesn't Nezha still have an advantage?" Ottoria looked carefully at the flame in the black clouds: "That kid has worked very hard. ”

"Hard work is not synonymous with strength, and now the dragons are clearly playing scoundrels." Chen Jingmo pointed to the red silk that wrapped the entire Chen Tangguan in it helplessly.

"How much strength do you think is needed under the near-deep sea pressure to support a space the size of Chentangguan?" Chen Jingmo shook his head: "Despite having such terrifying props, Nezha's own strength still plays a vital role. It can already be said that it is a miracle to remain undefeated under the attack of the six black dragons, and it is necessary to allocate half of the strength and mind to protect Chen Tangguan. Although it looks majestic, it is obvious that the dragon clan is wearing down his strength, as long as his strength begins to decline, then the fate of Chen Tangguan will be completely finalized. ”

"I know you're worried about that kid, but he's not a weak man who needs to be protected, he's a strong man who wants to be a hero or even a god. This is a catastrophe that he can't avoid, and it's also a metamorphosis. Chen Jingmo grabbed Ottoria's palm: "Originally, Li Jing's nest ghost was able to be so imposing, and it was already a big change, and it was already the limit for the plot to change to this extent. The rest, we can't do anything about it. ”

(To be continued)