Perfect World: Devil Slayer

Chapter 4 Black hair turns to white hair

“Boom!” “Whoosh~”

The wind and rain were raging, thunder and lightning were raging, and the world seemed to be in endless chaos and fear. The strong winds raised huge waves, and the heavy rain shot towards the earth like countless sharp arrows.

Ling Feng was kneeling in the rainy night, holding a cold corpse tightly in his muddy hands, not moving at all, his expression numb and empty.

After a night, the wind and rain stopped suddenly, the sky brightened slightly, and a ray of sunlight shone from the horizon onto the vast earth. A young man was gently wiping the dust off his sister's face, revealing a pale face.

"Sister, I'm back. I'm here to take you away this time. We'll never be apart again. Wake up!"

"Don't you always want to be with me? Hurry up, I will take you with me wherever I go from now on."

"Xiao Lan, stop making trouble. Wake up quickly and don't scare your brother. I brought you a lot of delicious food, all of which you like!"

"Brother, please open your eyes and look at me!"

"..."

Ling Feng kept talking and shouting to his sister in his arms, who could never be kept warm. He took out the gifts he had prepared long ago, including beautiful clothes, treasures, precious medicines, and various cakes, but still did not get any response.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and the sun, moon and stars shine alternately. It is unknown how much time has passed before Ling Feng finally accepts that his sister and tribesmen are all dead. Tears of blood flow from the corners of his eyes, and his black hair is no longer there, leaving only a head full of white hair hanging down.

At this time, Ling Feng stood up, his appearance no longer so peaceful, but full of coldness and murderous intent. He placed Xiao Lan'er's body on the edge of the open space, and then dug out the buried bodies of the tribesmen one by one, including the old patriarch Ling Qingdi. The remains of some people were even incomplete.

Ling Feng dug pits and buried all their bodies, and personally erected tombstones for everyone. Hundreds of tombs were built, and a name was written on the tombstone in front of each grave, including Ling Qingdi, Ling Yong, Ling Fengzhi, etc.

Finally, Ling Feng stopped in front of his sister Xiaolan'er, carefully placed her in the sarcophagus, took out the bronze ring Xiaolan'er gave him from his arms and put it on. Although the ring was crude, it was shining with light, which was the smoothness brought by long-term caressing.

"Grandpa clan leader, everyone, Xiaolan, wait for me. I will avenge you. The Devil's Garden and that unknown god, you deserve to die!" Ling Feng swore at the graves of his clansmen. His eyes turned blood red, and a cold murderous aura emanated from his whole body.

In his hand, he was holding a piece of precious bone as white as jade. He found it on the body of the old patriarch Ling Qingdi when he was tidying up his appearance. The bone emitted a faint white light under the light. Ling Feng had already read the content on it. It was a magic skill, but it was not complete, only the upper half.

"I guess this is what they are looking for!"

Ling Feng carefully read the contents above, consuming a huge amount of his mind. The scriptures above seemed to have a demonic nature that made him unable to extricate himself. He sat there for several days without moving. The pictures above were especially shocking. There was an unparalleled evil demon devouring everything, a surging sea of ​​blood, and endless killing.

This is not a magic technique, but a real magic skill that can make countless people excited. It can make a person with mediocre talent become as powerful as the first generation. It relies on devouring living beings to accelerate practice. The more it kills, the stronger it becomes, and the heavier the murderous aura on its body becomes. It can also form a solid murderous aura to protect the body and form a field.

Anyone who has an insufficient will and a trace of weakness in his heart will be in a murderous area. At best, he will lose the will to fight, and at worst, he will become mentally ill and turn into a madman.

Ling Feng was obsessed with holding the bone in his hand, and was extremely addicted. He was trying to comprehend the contents on it every moment. Under normal circumstances, he would definitely not learn this magic skill, but now it was the only thing that could make him become stronger quickly and take revenge. Even if he only knew half of it, it was enough.

Ten days later, Ling Feng, who had just completed his training, left here. He was surrounded by a faint demonic aura, and his eyes were cold and ruthless, full of murderous intent, like a peerless demon that had just emerged from the mountains, thirsting for blood. "If you dare to work for the Devil's Sunflower Garden, I'll start with you!"

Ling Feng stared at the saber-toothed black tiger, red-scaled python, fire bull demon, four-armed demon ape and other beasts who were searching for treasures for the Devil's Aloe Garden nearby. There were two beasts in the Inscription Realm and four beasts in the Spirit Transformation Realm. They were all beings that had already developed intelligence and were able to transform.

"Hey!"

Runes glowing like galaxies appeared on Ling Feng's body. His arms were crystal clear and his fists were shining with yellow electric light. He moved as fast as lightning, stomped his feet on the ground, and rushed towards a fire bull demon with the inscription Jingli with a very fast speed. His momentum was fierce and astonishing.

"boom!"

The sudden attack caused the Fire Bull Demon, who was as tall as a hill, to fly dozens of meters away, smashing a mountain and sinking into the mountain. Several bones in his body were broken, he vomited blood, and even one of the flaming horns on his head was broken.

"Ow..."

The Lihuo Bull Demon screamed in pain, and at the same time it called for help from its nearby companions, emitting red light, blasting away the huge rock that was pressing on it, and then stood up tremblingly.

"Crack!"

The sound of flesh being pierced was heard, and Ling Feng, holding a silver spear, pierced through the body of the Lihuo Bull Demon as fast as lightning, and red blood flowed down the silver spear.

"you……"

A Fire Bull Demon with Inscription Mirror was killed before it could say anything. It had no idea why this human killed it until its death. Other ferocious beasts nearby who heard the noise also rushed over immediately, and a saber-toothed black tiger, which was also an Inscription Mirror, was about to arrive.

"Awooo...human, you are so brave!" The saber-toothed black tiger roared angrily when it saw its companions being killed. The huge black palm covering the mountain revealed its sharp claws and slapped towards Ling Feng. Even the earth was shaking, and a loud bang was heard in the void.

Facing the huge palm, Ling Feng did not retreat but advanced instead. His body was very strong and his eyes were extremely sharp. He was like a lightning phoenix flying across the sky, indestructible. His whole body was covered with yellow electric light and his body was like jade, emitting precious light. He rushed forward with a silver spear in his hand, piercing through the sky.

"boom!"

His movements were too much. He rushed forward recklessly, striking the Nine Heavens above and the Nine Netherworlds below. Before the giant black palm had completely fallen, it was pierced through by Ling Fan, almost shattering the entire sky barrel.

"what……!"

The saber-toothed black tiger painfully retracted its pierced giant paw, blood splattered all over the sky. The tiger's face was full of surprise. The strength of this human was extraordinary and he had to be careful in dealing with him. He ordered the several ferocious beasts that had come to surround him.

But Ling Feng was not afraid. If it was two Inscription Realm beasts that besieged him, it would have caused him some trouble. But there was only one Inscription Realm black tiger and four Spiritualization Realm beasts left, which could not bring him any pressure at all.

Although Ling Feng is not a first-generation, he has been tempered to the extreme in each realm. In the Blood Moving Realm, he could swing one hundred thousand pounds with one arm, and his body was comparable to that of a young ancient ferocious beast. He has the Ten Cave Heavens and the perfection of the Spirit Transformation Realm. He has all the standard features of a first-rate genius. His strength is also superior to those of the same realm in the Tianxian Academy, and he is not afraid of being surrounded and beaten by these ferocious beasts.

(End of this chapter)