Reincarnation: Begins with the life of a black-energy immortal boy

Chapter 128 The Transformed Black Light Ball and the Sacrifice of the Entire Valley

"My king, why do you want to kill me?"

A figure emerged from the black air, wearing thin clothes. An illusory hand rushed out and tightly grabbed King Xian's clothes.

"Your Majesty, my family has never resisted you, and we have paid all taxes in full. Why are you killing me?" The originally normal black shadow twisted and rushed towards King Xian with its head like a devil.

"How dare you! A lowly person like you touch my hand." Gray-white flames burned on King Xian's body, and more resentment burst out, burning and shattering the black shadow.

But more dark shadows appeared. You know, there are nearly one million innocent souls in those three rivers.

"Your Majesty, my family has served you for three generations. Why are you killing them?"

"Your Majesty, I worked the hardest when I was serving as a laborer. My grandfather died on the construction site while building a palace for you. Why don't you let me go?"

"My lord, why don't you let me go..."

One after another, dark shadows, including farmers, workers, and officials, flocked towards King Xian.

These dark shadows severely restrained King Xian, preventing him from fully unleashing his true power after becoming an immortal.

"You are a bunch of damned untouchables. Your money belongs to me, your land belongs to me, and your lives also belong to me. If I tell you to die, you must die!" King Xian erupted with an even stronger grey flame, burning these black shadows.

When the black shadow was burned, a pure black aura was left behind and floated back to the Super Dark Killer.

The Super Dark Killer kept punching with his fists, smashing a large number of ghost limbs.

"Boom boom boom!"

The powerful force made King Xian act like a drill, smashing and burning more rocks, and continuously rushing towards the ground.

Finally, the light emerged.

"boom!"

A big hole appeared on the black ground, and endless black air gushed out like a fountain.

King Xian was rushed into the air, and black air from all directions tightly wrapped him.

The Super Dark Killer took one side of the black fountain, looked at the black fountain that was constantly burning and replenishing, and looked at the black earth below.

Three dark killers appeared nearby, slowly melting into air currents and merging into the super dark killer's body.

The earth is surging, and the corpse king of Xiangxi emerges.

Silently, the Corpse King disintegrated into pure black and gray essence and flew towards the Super Dark Killer.

The moment of integration, the Super Dark Killer took control of the land. The energy of the netherworld land was extracted and integrated into the Super Dark Killer bit by bit.

More than a hundred years of accumulation will soon be used as a sacrifice to allow the Super Dark Killer to complete his transformation.

Wrapped in a ball of pure black light, it quietly floated in the air.

Now King Xian was entangled by hundreds of thousands of wronged souls and had no way to escape. Seeing this scene, he became even more angry.

"Damn thief, who is it, who set up such a trap?" King Xian was not a fool. After seeing this scene, he knew that someone was plotting against him.

But at this moment, he was completely helpless.

On the contrary, the more he smashed and burned these wronged souls, the more he contributed pure power, making the transformation of the Super Dark Killer faster and stronger.

Of course not. If you do that, you will always be entangled and might even be strangled by a bigger trap set by others.

We can only speed up the burning of these untouchables.

King Xian had a good idea, there was indeed a bigger plan.

The ball of light deep underground has connected the energy of the entire valley.

Silently, the vitality and energy of the entire valley, even the essence of heaven and earth, were being madly devoured.

In the nearest gourd cave, the undead worm lay in the water, feeling the pure vitality in its body constantly draining away, without moving.

Even my innate ability can create a greater supply of vitality, but in the entire world, where the essence is being devoured, I do have my limits.

Even this ability, including the origin of the immortal worm, is a sacrifice. Under the lake in the first cave, only the trunk of the Dan tree remained. With a mournful cry, the embryo inside was completely shattered.

All the divine power of creation was swallowed up.

Outside the mountain temple, the buried blue jade toad has grown to the size of a washbasin due to the special offerings over the years.

Now it is also being swallowed up and shrinking.

The statue of the King of Medicine was gradually cracked by the passing of warm light.

The monkeys surrounding them, lying on the ground frightened by the black shadow in the sky, also felt their lives slipping away.

An impatient roar sounded, but he did not dare to escape because the two dark shadows in the sky were even more dangerous.

The white ape looked anxious. Even if its blood and energy became several times stronger than that of its fully developed body, it would be of no avail.

A lot of animals are dying here.

Outside the three bridges underground, the Frenchman Kim Carroll knelt on the ground, prodding the ground with his one-handed sword, panting with sweat all over his forehead.

The three holy objects exude power, but one can clearly see the traces of its passing.

Wrinkles gradually appeared on his face, his body shrank bit by bit, and finally he turned into a corpse and fell to the ground.

"Ding!"

Shields and weapons smashed to the ground with crisp crackling sounds, and these powerful holy objects shattered like decayed things.

On the black land, Chen Wen and Huang Ping ran towards the forest with fear on their faces.

"Damn immortal! This is clearly the devil's way!" Chen Wen felt the loss of blood and energy, and roared with difficulty suppressing the fear in his heart.

Huang Ping felt his strength weakening, and he ran with all his might. Just now, his men turned into dry bones in an instant, losing all life.

As the forest in front of them got closer and closer, their speed became slower and slower, and despair clearly appeared on their faces.

"Bang!" Huang Ping fell to the ground, opened his palms and grasped forward weakly, but eventually his palms turned into dry bones and lost all life.

Chen Wen was a little stronger and held on a little longer, but his energy and blood continued to flow out and he eventually fell to his knees.

The moisture in my eyes disappeared, my vision blurred, and above the forest in the distance, five huge balls of light seemed to light up.

"Bang!" A slight sound was heard, and another corpse was found.

Above the forest in the distance, bright lights of five colors slowly connected, and the five elements of poisonous insects were among them.

The six-winged centipede was in the largest ball of light. It didn't struggle at all and curled up calmly.

The body gradually turned into the origin, the essence of the origin of gold, the information of the divine nature was integrated into it, with all the magical features of the six-winged centipede.

The most powerful six-winged centipede turned into the essence of the origin, and the same was true for the other four.

The five kinds of light continue to surround, the magical information remains unchanged, but the intensity of the origin gradually balances.

Eventually, it transformed into a colorful halo, centered around five phantoms of varying sizes.

It fell quickly, passed through the soil, came above the ball of light, and then stopped.

It keeps rotating, and the essence of the five elements is integrated into this process.

The undead worm was completely sacrificed. He was the last one to persist and the one who provided the highest quality and largest quantity of vitality.

The Cup of Life received this power and burned everything in a self-destructive manner, nurturing the ball of light to achieve ultimate completeness.

In the valley, the black air currents in the sky gradually decreased, and hundreds of thousands of dead souls were ultimately unable to defeat the immortal King Xian.

"Little thief, your time of death has come." King Xian's voice sounded, this time there was no anger in his voice, just a terrifying calmness.

　Huanzhu Louzhu's Legend of the Shu Mountain was released in Tianjin in 1932, so the use of the word "magic path" should not be inappropriate!

　　
　
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