Rebirth in the Soul Street: Becoming a Demon King in Another World

Above the sky, in front of the Demon Subduing Tower.

Yun Chengshang, with her face covered by the wind, with her hands behind her back, she looked at the battlefield on the ground in surprise.

"That sword intent!..."

"It's the breath of immortals!"

Hong Sha and Bai Yuan also felt the ethereal sword intent.

“I didn’t expect that I could still feel the aura of a fairy!”

The immortals they are talking about are not the immortals of immortal martial arts spirits, nor the immortals of gods in mythology, but a kind of inheritance from the ancient times of the human world. It is also a name that represents the creatures in the human world who have cultivated to a high level - immortals!

However, in the history that Hongsha and the others knew, the immortal inheritance had been cut off in the battle between the Yuling Clan and the Jiling Clan, but now it seems that this is not the case.

The spirit-hosting tribe refers to humans, but the creatures in Hongsha's era are generally called spirit-hosting tribes.

"Immortal! He should be very powerful. Should we let him go?"

Although Bai Yuan had felt the breath of immortals in the past, he had never seen a real immortal. It is said that real immortals can be comparable to those powerful gods. If he kills a person, he wonders whether the immortal behind him will take action.

“No need to let him go. Since he has set foot on the land of my Yuling clan, what does it matter if he is an immortal?

Anyone who violates my underworld will be punished by the gods and immortals!"

Jing's tone was neither humble nor arrogant, and there was still no expression on his face.

"Okay, okay..."

Hong Sha spread her hands helplessly. Now she didn't even have a grasp of the power of herself and Bai Yuan. If an immortal really came, she and Bai Yuan would have to fight to the death.

However, she just sighed. Ever since they walked out of the bottom of the Demon-Suppressing Tower, their bodies and minds have found a home. They have survived a thousand years of loneliness, so why should they fear death?

"But the battle seems to have reached a stalemate!"

After Minghao withdrew from the battle, although the Ji Ling tribe resisted very hard, they still held on.

"Then add fuel to the fire!"

The evil spirit condensed, and a red sword appeared in Jing's hand.

Looking at the battlefield below, Jing found a suitable opportunity. He mobilized all the evil spirit he could, condensed it on the sword, and slashed it down with one blow.

A red sword light cut through the clouds and slashed straight down.

The spiritual energy fluctuation on the sword blade was not strong, only about the intensity of just entering the great scorching heat, but the evil spirit on it was thick enough to almost form substance.

"what!"

I felt a palpitation, and then I felt something falling from the top of my head, with a sharp feeling that seemed to cut my scalp.

Under the entanglement of Tu Buddha's Dharma Image, Xiao Mo had no time to dodge. He could only raise his hand to block the Thunder Dharma Image, but the Thunder Dharma Image was easily cut in half by the sword's light.

Xiao Mo turned around to avoid the sword, which just hit his chest. Under the huge force, the thunder image dissipated and Xiao Mo flew backwards dozens of meters.

After falling to the ground, Xiao Mo struggled to stand up. It was obvious that the wound was deeply penetrated into the bone, and the wound went straight to the heart. The materialized soul body kept spewing blood.

Although she is a soul, under the embodiment of magic and the rules of the world, she seems to have real flesh and blood, just like a real human being who has been slashed.

"Xiao Mo!"

Lancelot and Bedivere shouted.

They wanted to go forward to check, but Tu Fu held the two of them tightly, and his attacks became more fierce.

"Lei, Lei, hold on, hold on..."

From a hidden corner, Alai rushed out in panic, constructed a magic circle with trembling hands, and kept shouting.

"Hold on, hold on!"

Alai screamed. The flowers in the magic hall had not seen the blazing sun, but the first thing they saw was blood that was more dazzling than the sun...

She was terrified and trembling, but still persisted in casting magic.

Since she was born, she has been named the Dawn of Magic, and has been the focus of attention from those around her. Everyone respects and cares for her...

She stood among the crowd, supported and in the spotlight, but she was alone!

Loneliness in this world is not just about being alone, but also about standing in a crowd and still feeling alone!

Until an unruly knight appeared.

She claims to be her ancestor, but she is as naive as a child!

She is the guardian of the magic in fate, but she tells herself not to believe in fate!

She hated her female identity, but secretly asked me to call her sister!

……

Even though she was badly injured, she still had an unruly smile on her face!

Xiao Mo raised his hand and stroked Alai's cheek.

"It seems...it really seems..."

A strong evil spirit entered her body, and Xiao Mo's injuries were more serious than she showed.

"But you are not her... Alai, you are only ten years old. You shouldn't live with her fate on your shoulders. You should have your own life..."

"Don't say it, don't say it..."

Mordred is a magical android born from the blood of the Knight King under magic. She was created by the Knight King's sister, the Fairy Queen Morgan, and was given the fate of killing the Knight King by Morgan.

But unlike the legend, she did not rebel and kill the Knight King, but became the knight whom the Knight King truly protected throughout his life.

Roaring Knight Mordred, she also has another title, Rebel Knight!

But she was not rebelling against the Knight King, but her own destiny!

Likewise, she did not want herself and that man's descendants to become puppets of fate.

"You want to defy fate, right?"

As if it was a last burst of energy, Xiao Mo's voice suddenly became louder.

"Yeah!"

Alai answered loudly.

But Xiao Mo didn't seem to be talking to her.

"Is it right?……"

Is he really going to die? Xiao Mo saw that man again!

She whispered softly: "Father..."

"Right... huh?" Ale was stunned.

Father? ?

Alai seemed to have thought of something. She turned her head suddenly and a figure came into her sight. A smile appeared on her face again.

Behind Alai, a figure stood, and the magic power in his hands continued to flow into Xiao Mo's body.

It turns out that this is not a last gasp!

"Hahahahaha..."

Xiao Mo laughed wildly.

Under the dim sky, the tall figure stood behind Alai, and the faint shadow fell, covering Alai and Xiao Mo.

"Alai, feel her power. Now she is you and you are her. Let the glory of our king shine again!"

Relying on the power of the oath, he escaped from the dream. Even after sleeping for such a long time, his eyes still had no color.

Perhaps, that consciousness has long been worn away, and now all that remains is an empty shell of the soul.

The soul was able to materialize and transmit magic power to him. It should be that the soul sensed Alai's consciousness and appeared then.

However, enough!

"Remember, you are her and she is you!"

Looking at the figure's empty eyes, Xiao Mo spoke earnestly.

"I am she, and she is me..."

Alai repeated this sentence in her heart, and then her figure disappeared before her eyes, and the green pupils in the eyes of that figure suddenly became colorful.

As early as in the Magic Hall, Alai had rehearsed such scenes countless times in the dream world, and now, it has finally become a reality.

She became the legend and the legend became her!