Chapter 72: Kneeling before the Devil

The scene is tragic, bloody and looks like a hell on earth.

Lu Fan sat upright in a wheelchair, brows furrowed, watching the scene a hundred miles away.

He saw Xiang Shaoyun, holding an axe and a shield, his body covered with wounds, blood puddles under his feet, and his burly body somewhat hunched.

Behind him, there was a beautiful woman with a pale face, looking at Xiang Shaoyun tenderly.

"It turns out that he was 'turned into a demon because of love'. Even as strong as the Overlord Xiang Shaoyun, who refused to kneel before the gods and Buddhas, it turns out that he has a soft spot deep in his heart, and was willing to become a demon for her."

Lu Fan looked at the screen with deep eyes and understood what had happened.

Xiang Shaoyun was ambushed.

Apparently, the news of his return was leaked, causing the county governor to send troops to surround and kill him.

Five to six thousand soldiers, plus master warriors and first- and second-rate generals.

This is a completely desperate situation where death is inevitable.

Lu Fan tapped his fingers lightly on the wheelchair armrests.

If Xiang Shaoyun was the only one in dire straits, perhaps the conditions for becoming a demon would not have been triggered. After all, how could the Overlord of West County be afraid of death?

However, because of the beauty behind him, he must fight his way out and block all attacks for her.

"A love-struck species is also a demon species..."

Lu Fan shook his head.

He seemed to be thinking about something.

In the Wuhuang Continent, there is no concept of "demon", unlike the novels he had read in his previous life, where there were always forces like the Demon Sect.

There are only various schools of thought here, but there is no distinction between righteous and evil among them.

The devil becomes a devil because of his obsession.

"This... is possible."

"Magic, it's a new profession."

Lu Fan laughed with interest.

"Choose... to create the 'magic path'!"

Lu Fan's mind moved.

Made a choice.

The moment he made the choice, suddenly, a huge pulling force caused Lu Fan's mind to cross a range of a hundred miles.

It condensed into substance and descended in front of Xiang Shaoyun.

…

There was total silence between heaven and earth.

Only Xiang Shaoyun's low roar was left, and he didn't even have the strength to wield the Gan Qi.

He killed nearly two thousand people and felt a little exhausted. His spiritual energy was exhausted and his body staggered.

However, he did not retreat or fall down.

He was like a demon, killing all the soldiers surrounding Luo Mingsang. He pulled her behind him and used his burly body to block her.

Luo Mingsang's face turned pale and the sword in his hand fell to the ground.

She stared at Xiang Shaoyun's burly back in fascination.

With blood-stained hands, he cautiously took out a piccolo from his sleeve.

Luo Mingsang was an excellent musician, and Xiang Shaoyun really liked listening to her play.

But today, there was no piano, so she played a tune with her flute instead.

This may be the last song she played for Xiang Shaoyun.

With his bloodstained red lips lightly touching the mouth of the flute, Luo Mingsang looked at Xiang Shaoyun, took a breath, and slowly entered the flute. The sound of the flute gradually rose, lingering between the mountains where blood was flowing.

Xiang Shaoyun's hair was soaked with blood. He was leaning on a long axe and killing those soldiers in fear.

Hearing the sound of the flute behind him, his stiff face softened and a smile appeared.

Pingyang County Prefect Liu He looked at this scene with a slight smile on his face.

"Even the Overlord will grow old, and the woman will play the flute before going to the underworld... How touching."

He knew that Xiang Shaoyun was dying.

In fact, if the Overlord wants to leave, even thousands of people may not be able to stop him.

But the Overlord was ultimately trapped by love.

And this became their only chance to get rid of the Overlord.

Liu He's face suddenly turned cold. The Overlord's power frightened him, so he had to completely wipe out Xiang Shaoyun... and dismember him. Only in this way could he feel at ease!

"kill!"

"Whoever takes the Overlord's head will be rewarded with 100,000 taels!"

Liu He roared.

After hearing this roar, the hesitant and fearful soldiers and generals suddenly turned red-eyed, waved their weapons, and rushed out madly.

Xiang Shaoyun coughed up blood. The price he paid for reversing the "Spirit Movement Technique" made him feel like his body was collapsing.

But even though he was coughing up blood, he was still laughing.

Waving the Ganqi, dragging his exhausted body, he fought against a hundred with one!

Suddenly.

Xiang Shaoyun's eyes narrowed.

A majestic force enveloped him.

He found that everything around him had disappeared, and even the sound of the flute could no longer be heard.

The darkness devours everything.

But between the sky and the earth, there was a bloody appearance, and a figure slowly appeared as if walking on the bloody sunset.

Xiang Shaoyun stared at him intently.

"What is the devil? A single thought of attachment is the devil."

"Now that the immortal has been born, how can the devil sleep forever?"

"Your obsession awakened the devil. Is it to seek the devil?"

In the void, a blood-colored figure spoke slowly, and his words echoed between heaven and earth.

Xiang Shaoyun staggered and stared at the bloody figure.

Devil has always been synonymous with evil.

"If I become a demon, can I let Ming Sang live?"

Xiang Shaoyun asked.

The bloody figure in the void smiled faintly: "Yes."

"Then I wish to become a demon!"

Xiang Shaoyun looked up, his eyes as sharp as torches.

However……

The bloody figure smiled.

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"My Lord, why should I help you become a demon?"

under.

Xiang Shaoyun took a deep breath.

Suddenly, he knelt on his knees and kowtowed three times to the figure walking on the bloody dawn.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Every sound echoes between heaven and earth.

In the void, Lu Fan, who had transformed into a demon, had slightly complicated emotions.

The overlord who refused to kneel before the immortals and Buddhas, in order to save the life of his beloved, was willing to kowtow before the devil without the slightest hesitation.

I have kowtowed before the devil for three thousand years, and now I look back to this mortal world and no longer wish to be an immortal.

"If you become a demon for her, she will become your biggest weakness. Are you willing to do that?"

The devil asked.

"I do."

Xiang Shaoyun kowtowed.

"Since you are asking the devil for help, are you willing to take your soul?"

The devil asked again.

"I do."

Xiang Shaoyun kowtowed again.

The devil laughed loudly, and the bloody dawn grew stronger, suddenly enveloping Xiang Shaoyun's body.

A stream of blood-colored air descended, making Xiang Shaoyun feel as if his soul was torn apart.

Buzz...

Xiang Shaoyun opened his eyes, the sound of the flute was still in his ears, and the shouting and killing were still there in the distance.

However, his body, which had been exhausted and on the verge of collapse, recovered, and powerful strength continuously spread from his dantian to his limbs and bones.

"The power of the devil..."

Xiang Shaoyun's eyes were complicated.

He felt a whirlpool in his dantian, bursting with huge suction force, like a seed, absorbing the blood between the mountains.

The blood on the ground began to climb up Xiang Shaoyun's body like little snakes. His skin began to turn red, and black lines covered his entire body.

The heat evaporated the blood, turning it into black mist.

He held Xiang Shaoyun hostage, and acted evil and treacherous.

Luo Mingsang's flute music stopped abruptly, her beautiful eyes filled with astonishment as she looked at Xiang Shaoyun in the distance.

Xiang Shaoyun regained his strength, he brandished his Gan Qi and charged out surrounded by black mist.

Wherever it passes, it is like a giant beast crushing the earth.

The soldiers were swept away by the long axes and flew away in an instant.

Three master warriors and seven or eight first-rate warriors came to kill him. Xiang Shaoyun's eyes were red, and he roared at these warriors, causing them to bleed from their mouths and noses. Then he swept his axe over, separating their heads from their bodies.

Everyone was stunned.

Liu He's body, wrapped in silver armor, was shaking violently.

“This…this…”

Why is it that Xiang Shaoyun, who is clearly at the end of his rope, is still so strong? !

“Go!”

Liu He's adviser spoke in horror.

However.

They were just about to leave, but as they took a step, they found the ground was covered with blood.

The blood gradually climbed up, as if it had turned into arms, grabbing their bodies, and as the blood flowed, it pulled them towards Xiang Shaoyun.

Liu He threw away his armor and weapons, his face full of fear.

"No……"

Then he felt someone grabbing his neck and lifting him up.

The blood mist dissipated, revealing Xiang Shaoyun's terrifying, devil-like, cold and ruthless face.

…

Beiluo, an island in the middle of the lake.

Lu Fan regained his composure and slowly exhaled.

A system prompt popped up in front of him.

A quick glance.

"Congratulations to the host for successfully 'creating the magic path' and cultivating the first magic practitioner. You will gain 10 points of disposable attributes and the transformation reward [Immortal Demon Body (Beginner)]..."

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