Because Jule has always remembered his mother's dying words: study hard!

This sentence also lasted until Juraku closed his eyes.

At this time, the Extreme Realm turned into a red lightning bolt and left Rule's body.

The story of Rule is over, but Mo Xie's consciousness has not retreated from the silk thread of the Extreme Realm, and his consciousness body is soaked in the Extreme Realm, except for the head and heart, it has all turned into a blood-red Extreme Realm, fused with the thin thread.

At the same time, the body of the ink evil sitting in the black stone room also changed with the change of consciousness, and he began to move restlessly, and a tyrannical killing intent emanated from his body.

"Everyone's path is different, and the extreme realm will be different. ”

"The enormity of the heroes, the curiosity of the Confucians, their extreme realm is transformed with the road. ”

"So what's my path? Is it really killing? Is it really doing anything for the sake of killing?"

Ignoring the changes in his physical and conscious bodies, he fell into thinking as if he was obsessed, and after seeing the extreme realm of Xiao Luoxiong and Confucianism, he doubted his own path for the first time.

"Will killing really solve all problems and troubles?"

He looked straight at his hands that had been assimilated by the Extreme Realm, his eyes were full of confusion, and his firm Dao Heart shook and cracked at this moment.

"Fluttershy, what would you do if it were you?"

The scene of living with Zhou Die suddenly appeared in Mo Xie's mind.

Once, Mo Xie and Zhou Die carried out a task of killing the more powerful loose cultivators in Huofeng City, but Mo Xie was afraid that it would be seen that the two of them did it, so he decisively chose to destroy the door, and a family of more than 80 people, whether men, women, old or young, without exception, were all killed by Mo Xie himself.

The woman was lying on the ground crying in horror, the old man was hiding everywhere with the child, and the man was kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy, Zhou Die saw these scenes, but she did not accuse Mo Xie of indiscriminate killing of innocents, but supported his approach with silence.

"Even if I become everyone's enemy, I will stand firmly by your side, even if it is death, I have no regrets. ”

Mo Xie still remembers what Zhou Die's expression looked like when she said this.

Her persistence is like a child who does not distinguish between good and evil, as long as it is something he thinks is right, no matter whether it is good or evil, Zhou Die will insist on standing by his side.

The blood-red Extreme Realm had engulfed his skull at the moment, and the heart was still holding its ground.

The corners of Mo Xie's mouth slowly turned up, his bent waist gradually straightened, and the confusion in his eyes dissipated, revealing an astonishing confidence.

"My way is to kill, and I bear the sin of the killings I have done to resurrect Fluttershy. ”

"So!

"Kill!"

He spoke in a sonorous tone.

At this moment, Mo Xie's consciousness suddenly turned into a striking red, and a killing intent erupted in him.

And the extreme realm in the realm also began to tremble wildly, he turned into a bright ribbon wrapped around the body of the ink evil, and actively fused into his consciousness body, and since then the ink evil and the extreme realm have no barrier, the two have become one.

The Ink Evil has become a polar realm.

The Extreme Realm has become the Ink Evil.

At the same time, the ink evil in reality opened his eyes again, and a dazzling red light crossed his eyes, and then disappeared in an instant.

"Is this what it's like to master the Extreme?"

Mo Xie felt that his mind was in an unprecedented activity, his thoughts were clear, and the supernatural powers he possessed appeared in his mind one by one at this time, and the supernatural powers that had seemed to be perfect before, at this moment, he felt that it was full of loopholes.

Even if it was the Six Killing Blades he had been using before, Mo Xie felt that it was not perfect, and there was an extremely crucial thing missing from it, that is, killing.

Ink Evil sat cross-legged on the ground, and he fell into an epiphany by mastering the absolute calmness brought by the Extreme Realm, he wanted to fuse the killing into the Six Destruction Blades, and turn it into a magical power that could exert the killing to 200 percent.

"Whether it's swordsmanship or swordsmanship, it's all born for killing. ”

"What the Sword Destroyer Six lacks is killing, and the supernatural power that can't cause damage to the enemy is not considered a supernatural power. ”

"And the sword, the overlord of a hundred soldiers, is also born to kill soldiers. ”

Mo Evil's eyes were tightly closed, he stood up, and suddenly a ghostly flash in his hand, and the killing knife suddenly appeared in his hand, making a crisp knife sound, as if he was jumping.

"The first sword!

"Mountains are not all about tenacity, they are also full of murder. ”

Mo Xie unconsciously waved the killing knife in his hand, and the momentum of the previous self-standing and wind-blown momentum became, full of murderous cliffs, exuding strange killing machines everywhere, the same route as before, but it gave people a very dangerous feeling.

"The second knife, cutting the ground. ”

"Although it pulled out the earth demon of the earth killing machine, it only formed a knife in a crude way, but it did not fully exert the earth killing machine. ”

The blade was close to the ground, and streams of dark yellow earth demons were pulled out from the ground by the ink evil, and the entire earth suddenly became full of malice at this time.

The felling of the earth has changed greatly in the hands of the ink evil, he has changed from the original pure attack supernatural power, to a kind of luck supernatural power, as long as he is cut by the ink evil, the earth malice can lock it, and the inconspicuous stones on the side of the road, or even a small pit, may become a burial place for the enemy.

Unless he doesn't walk on the ground, he will have to endure the killing of the earth all the time in a short period of time.

"The third knife, against the sky. ”

As soon as the momentum of the ink evil changed, his hand holding the long knife suddenly changed a posture, the back of the knife was attached to his arm, and the gloomy and ubiquitous killing machine suddenly appeared in the black stone room, as if it was a peep from the Heavenly Dao, and there was nothing to hide.

At the same time, the killing knife is also constantly condensed with knife momentum, and if it is not out, it will be amazing.

This idea still originated from Chu He's Tibetan swordsmanship, the kind of supernatural power that constantly condenses the power of the sword.

And he also combined the characteristics of nothing to hide under the Heavenly Dao, so that the power of this knife was brought into full play, it was really a one-knife hit, either dead or disabled.

Because what he is not good at is fighting those killers hidden in the dark, the previous Lu Liang was obviously not as high as his cultivation, but he was able to force him out of the killing realm, which was enough to see how difficult this kind of monk was.

Therefore, Mo Xie felt that it was necessary for him to develop a magical power to deal with these killers for them.

"Fourth Sword, Soul Killing!"

When Mo Xie said this, he suddenly paused, only to feel that something slippery and greasy liquid suddenly appeared on his face, and when he reached out and touched it, he found that it was his own blood.

Immediately afterwards, a dark feeling suddenly swept over his mind, and his eyes went black and he fainted completely.

When he woke up again, it was the next morning.

"What am I doing?"

Mo Xie woke up slowly, his eyes subconsciously looked around him, and then he found a somewhat terrifying thing, only to see that his body had become withered, and the originally tight skin had become wrinkled, like an old man who was only over a hundred years old.

Then he hurriedly condensed a large water balloon with his extreme killing force, and through the reflection on it, he was horrified to find that his appearance had turned into a gray-haired old man at some point.

"What's going on? I burned my vitality from the previous battle, but I guess it only burned for three years. ”

"There's still plenty of life left, at least it won't make me look like I'm about to go into the ground. ”

Mo Xie subconsciously recalled the time when he burned his life, but no matter how he thought about it, he also came to a conclusion of three to five years, and the three or five years of life that disappeared could not make him look like this, at most he became a middle-aged person.

He kept turning his head and repeatedly confirmed that the old man in the water was himself.

"Is it because I forcibly modified the Sword Killing Six?"

At this time, he suddenly thought of the taboo of the epiphany.

Never try to change supernatural powers beyond your own realm.

Don't be too ambitious to have an epiphany that is beyond your own realm.

Never force an epiphany to prolong.

These three are all taboos in the epiphany that the predecessors warned the future generations, because in the epiphany, except for the consciousness, they are not under their own control, and once the epiphany is beyond the realm or supernatural power that they can bear, in order to make up for the shortcomings, their vitality will be burned.

Mo Xie thought about it and suddenly smiled bitterly, this conclusion should be right, he was too confident, thinking that he could, but as a result, he overestimated himself and became like this.

The old man in white who created the Six Swords of Extermination, although he didn't know his specific cultivation, but the ink evil could see from the order of the tombstones in the Myriad Souls Secret Realm that he must be a powerful person.

And he didn't do enough to modify the supernatural powers.

"I think I have two years left to live. ”

Mo Xie stood up and moved his body, and found that there was no change except that his skin was wrinkled a little and he looked a little older.

But he could feel the feeling of death in the dark, like a stopwatch counting down to his head.

It was as if as soon as the time came, he was going to die.

"It seems that I want to get Kuruo's approval as soon as possible, and go into the library to find a way to increase my lifespan. ”

Mo Xie suddenly had a sense of impatience in his heart, he didn't want to die such an aggrieved death.

Picking up the killing knife again, Mo Xie slowly walked out of the black stone house, the weather outside was still dim, even if it was daytime.

"Let's start with you. ”

Looking at the jade slip in his hand, Mo Xie instantly stared at one of the core disciples recorded on it.

Zhou Chong, a core disciple, was in the early stage of foundation building, and his master was an elder of the Foreign Affairs Hall.