Fantasy Realization System

"Guo Zuo, the demons have repeatedly committed vicious murders recently. Now we have basically determined that this was the work of the evil cultivator. Moreover, there are obvious signs of violence at the scene of the crime..."

A team member stood in Zhang Jianmu's office, reporting to him the various abnormalities that had occurred in the magic city during these times and the whereabouts of Ren Li.

"Okay, I know, you go down first."

Sitting on the office chair, Zhang Jianmu frowned at the situation and dossiers piled up on the table and waved to the team member who reported the situation.

"Yes, the seat."

This team member put away the documents in his hand, turned and walked out of the office.

"Oh, now the demons are disturbed by this evil cultivation, and they don't know when they will be the heads."

Zhang Jianmu rubbed his temples, feeling a headache.

He is now the director of the Occupational Security Bureau. In this situation, the pressure can be said to be very great.

If the above did not make a stop loss plan in time, then this pot, he is probably betrayed.

Zhang Jianmu is also very difficult. On the one hand, he has to follow instructions to cooperate with members of the headquarters. On the other hand, he has to block news and control public opinion.

Moreover, the whereabouts of the empty edges of one group at the headquarters is unknown, and only the second group of Yuemei escaped, which also showed the power of this evil cultivator from the side.

If you don't want to find a way to catch this evil cultivator, the demons will probably cause chaos in the world.

Zhang Jianmu tapped the table lightly, looking melancholy, thinking whether he wanted to organize manpower to protect the safety of the people, or wait for instructions from the Yanjing headquarters.

As a director, if he has remained indifferent in this branch office, it would be too inaction.

However, the power of the evil cultivator is frightening. Except for the cultivators in the Yanjing headquarters, their branches are all acquired or innate martial artists. The ancient martial artists can't fight the cultivators at all.

Turning over the files on the desktop, Zhang Jianmu picked up a folder, stood up, and walked out of the office...

Magic City, Mass Burial Garden.

"Hahaha!"

A frantic laughter reverberated in the depths of the mass grave. Under the gloomy sky, countless crows staying on the corrupt ruins flew towards the deserted and lonely suburbs.

"The security bureau is really generous, and it sent me such a gift."

Ren Li held a white skull in his hand, and the Hanmang Mountain shone in his eyes.

In front of him, stood a young man with godless eyes.

Kong Leng held a dagger, and said mechanically: "Master, what's your order."

"Bring back forty-nine Yuanyin virgins."

A stack of black talisman paper appeared in Ren Li's hand, he stuffed the talisman paper into Kong Ling's hand, and said slowly.

"Yes, master."

Kong Leng put away the black talisman paper, fisted at Ren Li, and rushed to the sky blankly.

Ren Li looked at the figure that was going away from Konglin, and turned his hand sullenly to gather the heavy resentful souls around him. Then he opened his mouth and swallowed it to energize the cold energy and spirit full of negative energy. Into the body.

"Even if I can't find the ninth-layer cultivator of Qi refining, the flesh and blood of these mortals is enough for me to advance and build the foundation."

As Ren Li said, he stepped on the white bones stacked on the ground, showing a sneer smile.

"I really have to thank you, the Security Bureau..."

Ren Li's hands were full of evil spirits, and the lonely souls around him twisted and excited, and danced in the mass grave with teeth and claws.

Kong Leng fought with Ren Li, and there was no suspense in the end. Faced with the evil cultivation of the ninth level of refining Qi, Kong Leng's cultivation base that was raised by the secret method was not enough.

With one move, Kong Leng was defeated and was captured by Ren Li.

Knowing that he was in danger, Kong Ling planned to explode his dantian, even if he could not defeat Ren Li, he could not let himself become a handle and tool in the hands of an evil cultivator.

It's a pity that Ren Li had seen through the intention of the hollow, he suppressed the hollow to prevent him from exploding.

There is a huge gap in strength cultivation, and the hollow heart is ashamed. He doesn't understand what he will encounter next, but he understands that his end will definitely be extremely miserable.

Ren Li did not kill Ren Li, but left a ghost mark in his soul.

This evil ghost seal is a compulsory master-servant contract. As long as the person who casts the spell has a cultivation level much higher than the monk he wants to control, he can plant the evil ghost seal in his soul and change it. As a ghost servant.

The ghost servant and his master had one mind, and after becoming Ren Li's ghost servant, Kong Leng completely became an evil cultivator. The mental methods and spells that Ren Li cultivated were all passed on and shared through this master and servant.

Even his cultivation level has become a solid Qi refining seventh level.

The consecutive murders that have occurred in the Demon Capital these days are actually done by nothing. In order to collect enough resentful souls to enhance his cultivation, Ren Li has long forgotten about it.

Now even if he had to face the state machine, he didn't care.

The evil spirits in his dantian are already overflowing, and the nine levels of Qi refining are complete, only one step away from the foundation.

Ren Li took a different approach, using the blood of seventy-nine forty-nine virgins as a fierce and fierce collection of evil spirits. Under a wave of impact, he could definitely break through the nine levels of foundation building and step into the road of foundation building in one fell swoop.

In fact, he didn't need to be so troublesome. If Huang Xiujuan was not dead, he would only need to wait a year or two to absorb the evil spirit furnace he cultivated, and he would be able to build the foundation perfectly.

However, Huang Xiujuan was killed by another powerful ninth-level Qi-refining monk, which caused him to plan a whole and twenty years of preparations to completely fail.

Thinking of this, Ren Li's hatred surged in his heart, and he secretly vowed that as long as he meets these nine-level qi refining bad things after he builds the foundation, he will kill them!

Ren Li used the mass graveyard as his base, and he had made two-handed preparations.

Putting Kong Leng out as his pioneer of adventure is his first-hand preparation. As long as Kong Leng is caught by people from the Security Bureau, he will be able to escape immediately and hide his whereabouts.

At the same time, he was also prepared for the security bureau and the entire Huaxia as the enemy. In this mass graveyard, he hides countless evil forces and murderous arrays. As long as those people are found, he will be ready. Send them all to hell. This is his second-hand preparation.

There is no national justice and national spirit in Ren Li's heart. He is a cult, and the most fundamental point is selfishness and self-interest.

In his opinion, things like national justice are an official method of brainwashing the people. As a monk, he does not believe in these political ideas at all. Now he is working against the country, so these so-called moral ideas use his The point of view to explain that is, all **** farting!

…………

"Shen Yue, have you contacted Xinran? She went out last night and said she was going home, but I haven't seen her reply to my WeChat message until now."

Before the dinner table, Xia Yan tapped her lips with chopsticks, her expression a little complicated.

"Don't worry, after the little girl returns home, she must meet her mother. Maybe, now they are both mother and son, now embracing each other deeply."

Zhou Ming clamped a chicken leg to himself, tore off a small piece of chicken leg and put it in his mouth, and said indifferently.

"Shen Yue, don't you have any appetite today? I think you usually eat well."

Xia Yan realized that Shen Yue's eating today did not resemble the gobbled pattern in the past, but became more gentle, so she couldn't help but be curious and asked.

"Have it?"

Zhou Ming smiled awkwardly. To be honest, he did eat a lot before, but now he has no sense of lack of energy in his body.

After the foundation was built, Zhou Ming only felt that his body's need for food energy has become much weaker. Since he recovered his memory and awakened the system, the system has also opened up the autonomous circulation of energy, so now he eats just to satisfy his appetite.

"Yes, I think you usually devour every meal, exactly the same as your brother Zhou Ming."

Xia Yan smiled, picked up a few grains of rice and put them into her mouth.

Zhou Ming looked at Xia Yan's graceful eating posture, and said speechlessly: "My brother is a foodie, don't put me and him in the same category, okay?"

"Really? I think your brother is quite good, his behavior is not artificial, his thoughts are restrained, and he is mature and stable."

Xia Yan held the food, recalled Zhou Ming's words and deeds, and summarized its advantages.

Zhou Ming listened to Xia Yan's praise of herself, and looked at the vegetables and stew on the table without a smile.

Sure enough, it is turnip greens, each has their own love. Xia Yan, a good girl, had only lived with the genuine one for two days, and she actually summed up so many advantages.

"cough."

Zhou Ming gave a fake cough, and suddenly asked Xia Yan, "Xia Yan, do you like my brother?"

His words, with temptations and gossip among girls, came out of "Shen Yue", which seemed so natural.

If Chu Xinran were here, she would definitely scold Zhou Ming for being brazen, and it would be shameless to spy on another girl's little secret in the name of a girl!

"what?"

When asked by Zhou Ming, Xia Yan was stunned. The chopsticks in her hand fell on the dinner table.

"You, what are you talking about? I only met him for less than two days..."

Xia Yan realized her gaffe, her face flushed, and she picked up the chopsticks that had fallen on the table, and her whole person became a little cramped.

Zhou Ming glanced at Xia Yan meaningfully, and said to Xia Yan in a heavy tone: "Xia Yan, I advise you to forget my brother as soon as possible. After all, we cultivators are different from ordinary people. People are born, old, sick, and die. unless……"

He didn't continue talking about the latter, because he found that the gaze in Xia Yan's eyes suddenly dimmed.

"I know."

Xia Yan raised her head, stared at Zhou Ming, and said, "I know that you are all excellent, and will even live like those gods, but I will not forget him, even if I understand that I cannot be with him, but this is a good time. , I never want to forget."

After speaking, a soft smile appeared on Xia Yan's face.

If you like the fantasy reality system, please collect it: (wuxiaspot.com) The literature update speed of the fantasy reality system is the fastest.