The System Granted Me Immortality, But I Just Want To Die

Under the sky!

Du Yu suppressed the demons alone.

The blood-colored raindrops have become smaller, but they are still falling.

The roar of the monster beasts echoed in the scarlet sky and earth, and in response came the wails of the cowardly people in the village.

The movement in the sky could no longer be concealed. The sky was about to overturn and the earth was trembling.

Du Yu looked up at the sky and murmured to himself.

"Brother Chen...?"

Another batch of monsters rushed towards them. They passed Du Yu, who was holding a broken sword, and rushed towards the village behind the young man holding the sword.

Their favorite flavor is there.

It's fear and helplessness.

Du Yu is not a real land god, he is just a monk who has transcended the tribulation realm.

Naturally, one person does not have the ability to block the invasion of thousands of monsters.

The village behind him had begun to fall, and the monks who had been able to resist the beast tide all rose into the sky.

The rest are old, weak, women and children, or people with weak hearts and minds, who are not worthy of much use!

Du Yu chopped apart the monsters with one sword, and flew to fend off the monsters that were charging towards other villages.

But with little power, everything is in vain.

The monsters have already begun to slaughter.

A Jindan realm monster bit off the head of a middle-aged man who was kneeling and crying in front of Du Yu.

Pillars of scarlet blood spurted out from the man's neck, which was still shocking even in the sky full of blood rain.

Du Yu's eyes were about to burst. He suddenly rushed out and cut off the head of the golden elixir realm monster with a sword with brilliant spiritual energy.

But when Du Yu sensed it, he found another girl hiding under the rubble wall praying desperately.

I hope no one finds her in this chaotic beast.

But the next moment, the monster like a mountain stepped down, carrying gravel and trampling the girl into powder together!

Blood mist splashes everywhere!

There were also countless monks who were slaughtered like animals because they had no spiritual power.

Du Yu was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him. He once again felt his powerlessness.

It seems that I have changed, but it seems that nothing has changed.

The blood-colored sky was still drizzled with light rain, which fell on the ground and dispersed in the air.

"Isn't this really hell?"

Du Yu's mouth was bleeding, his heart was buzzing, and he was overwhelmed.

"Why is everything so pathetic."

“I haven’t accomplished a single thing I wanted to accomplish.”

"I failed to protect Aunt Feng and Sister Ning, and I failed to fulfill Brother Hunjing's wish. Moreover, I killed so many people."

"Isn't this really my hell?"

"What is the meaning of my life..."

Du Yu's eyes gradually lost their luster.

The massacre at his feet seemed to be continuing, and the wails of countless people and the roars of wild beasts continued to stimulate Du Yu.

He seemed to be constantly mocking his incompetence.

Just when Du Yu's mood was about to completely collapse, the sky suddenly lit up with a light that pierced the sun!

A buzzing sound of swords exploded in the ears of Du Yu, who was about to lose consciousness!

Then a pale sword energy spanning ten thousand meters broke through the sky and slashed towards the bloody earth.

Wow!

Countless blood poured down from the cracks in the sky, and the sky was broken.

The stream flew down three thousand feet, but this was not the Milky Way, but a sea of ​​blood!

"Is this...? Why...is the sky broken?"

Du Yu stared blankly at the miracle in her eyes, forgetting her sadness for a moment.

But soon Du Yu realized something was wrong, a red-robed figure seemed to be under the pale sword aura.

And there seems to be a familiar figure in white standing above the sky!

Is it Brother Chen?

Just when Du Yugang had this idea, he noticed that there was some trance in the space around him.

The figure in white above the sky was gone.

Then he turned around and saw Chen Yun.

But seeing Chen Yun's current state, Du Yu didn't dare to speak for a while.

Because Chen Yun's aura at this moment was so different from usual, with dark eyes and an invisible long black sword in his hand.

His whole body exuded an aura that was very unfamiliar to Du Yu.

Chen Yun didn't care about Du Yu's thoughts and immediately said

"Live well, for the sake of those who died, there are more beautiful scenery outside!"

After finishing speaking, it turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

The appearance of Chen Yun interrupted Du Yu's thoughts and stopped his Taoist heart from breaking.

"Will you live well?"

Du Yu still murmured alone.

. . .

Under the broken sky!

The red-robed Taoist now had a deep sword mark in front of his body, but no blood flowed from it.

But what was seen through the wound was the deep starry sky inside the red-robed Taoist's body.

"Is this the body structure of you saint-level monks?"

"It's quite novel!"

Chen Yun's slightly questioning voice came over.

"Damn it! What kind of monster are you?"

The red-robed Taoist roared angrily. The red-robed Taoist was really angry and confused at the moment.

The vitality of the Mahayana monk in front of him had been completely cut off just now.

As a result, good guy, when he suddenly woke up during the third breath period, he opened his mouth directly in front of his own face.

Not only that, but it also directly cut the sky curtain open.

This is so incredible.

Chen Yun saw that the red-robed Taoist did not answer his question.

At that moment, he decided to do an autopsy and take a look, so he picked up his sword and killed again.

Seeing Chen Yun charging towards him again, the red-robed old man really didn't dare to be careless this time.

I saw the red-robed Taoist retreating in one step, putting a thousand feet away from Chen Yun. Then the divine light in his eyes lit up, and he pressed with one hand, pulling the sea of ​​blood that poured into the sky towards Chen Yun.

Chen Yun still refused to dodge, what stood out was that he didn't want to die!

But Chen Yun really doesn’t have to.

Therefore, Chen Yun's body continued to dissolve and float away under the bloody waves.

When he was about to die, Chen Yun suddenly burned all his blood and spiritual power, all condensing on the sword in his hand.

Then suddenly slashed out!

This time, what was struck was not the pale sword energy, but the dark blade with laws.

The sea of ​​blood boiled completely, and countless blood beads evaporated under the laws of the dark sword intent, returning to nothingness.

When the red-robed Taoist saw that Chen Yun was about to disappear under the erosion of his own Tao Yun, he originally looked overjoyed, but when this strange jet-black sword energy appeared in the sky, the red-robed Taoist's complexion changed drastically.

He could definitely feel the sharp aura of law on it.

That is the breath of law belonging to the fairy sword.

The red-robed Taoist had no time to think about Chen Yun's life or death. The most important thing at the moment was to completely resist the power of this sword.

Otherwise, if it hurts the foundation of one's own world, it will be a waste of money.

This time, the red-robed Taoist was not controlling the sea of ​​blood above the sky. He might have thought that such magical power was no longer enough to withstand this strange sword energy.

At that moment, the red-robed Taoist's robes moved automatically without any wind, instead of retreating, he advanced.

Then the image of the saint opened behind him, which was a huge blood-red headless Buddha body.

The Buddha has a headless body and eight sky-reaching arms spread out, like a spider with human hands.

Scarlet, weird, scary.

The dark sword energy cut through all obstacles along the way in the bloody sky with a devastating force, and killed the red-robed Taoist.

The cold aura of law on it has torn apart dark cracks in the world.

This also means that the path to enlightenment that the red-robed Taoist originally planned for six thousand years has a flaw, and it will be a stain on his path to sainthood.

The red-robed Taoist frowned. He really couldn't imagine that things would develop like this.