Bai Fan rolled in pain, and he felt like his mind was stabbed by a needle, and a terrible consciousness kept hitting his defense, as if he wanted to take over himself.

After ten years of life and death, Bai Fan naturally understood what was going on, but he did not expect that the enemy would be hidden in the baby's mind, nor did he expect that it would be brought by Heli. He had no time to give him room to think. He tried hard to resist, but everything seemed to be futile.

The huge demon shadow completely swallowed him. Bai Fan felt as if he had been trapped in an endless cage of darkness, and no matter how hard he struggled, he would be fruitless.

Finally, Bai Fan's consciousness fell into a coma. In a trance, he seemed to hear a terrible motto, "The demon star will kill the demon as a sword in the chaotic world, and the demon will kill hundreds of thousands of people, and they will be relieved of the crime of defiance of heaven!"

As Bai Fan's consciousness unconsciously became tremendously changed, black mist wrapped him, and strange black lines spread on his face, covering his entire face in a blink of an eye. The struggling body had returned to calm. He stood up and a pair of black wings grew behind him. His tightly closed eyes suddenly opened with the stretch of his forehead eyebrows. His terrible black eyes glanced at everything around him without any emotion.

"Only kill can you be saved!"

With the hoarse growl in his mouth, Bai Fan's body moved, and his target rushed to Zhuye City not far away.

The disaster happened without warning, without any room for resistance, and the lives of the people were constantly harvested.

"The devil is here!"

The screams of the people were rising and falling in the city, and the fleeing crowds ran around, but unfortunately they could not escape Bai Fan's deathly hands.

The black fog around her was like arrows passing through the crowds of people who were fleeing. The wailings and cryings could not make Bai Fan stop killing.

In just a quarter of an hour, most of the population in the city died at Bai Fan's hands.

The last crowd gathered in the city lord's mansion. They called their savior in horror, but unfortunately they didn't know that the killing demon in front of them was their former savior.

The final death is coming, and Li Lin'er and her daughter hid in the crowd and tried to avoid the disaster, but there seems to be no hope of escape.

One of the black smoke rushed to Shan'er beside her. Li Lin'er screamed in shock and wanted to block her daughter, but it seemed too late. She suddenly screamed, "Xiaobai, don't!"

With this scream, Bai Fan's killing black smoke suddenly stopped, but he paused for a while and continued to run. Li Lin'er was frightened. She screamed again, "Xiaobai stopped!"

Running, Li Lin'er blocked her daughter behind her, and the killing smoke stopped, but it pierced into Li Lin'er's chest, and blood spurted out. Shan'er cried, and some struggle appeared in Bai Fan's eyes.

In the dark cage, Bai Fan, who was unconscious, heard familiar calls, but could not wake up until a drop of cold blood and tears fell on his face.

"Who is it?"

Bai Fan glanced around in confusion and struggled forward in the direction calling for him.

Finally a light appeared in front of her, and a woman's face appeared. Her face was covered with tears and her mouth was spitting blood and calling for herself.

His heart was in pain, and Bai Fan couldn't help but wail. He remembered who the woman was. He didn't believe that the murderer ahead would be him.

A low roar sounded outside, Bai Fan screamed and retreated, holding his forehead with both hands, and kneeled on the ground with a thump.

"noob!"

With a hoarse voice of pain, Bai Fan's black gaze gradually recovered. He raised his head and looked over. Li Lin'er looked at Bai Fan and finally smiled at the corner of her mouth.

The frightened crowd saw Bai Fan retreating in fear. They couldn't figure out how the former guardian could become a murderous demon. Their initial confusion then became angry and insulted, but they did not dare to move forward.

Bai Fan looked around blankly, and the bleeding corpse on the ground made him understand what he had done after he was crazy. He smiled bitterly, but was speechless in the face of everyone's insults and questioning.

"How could this happen?" Bai Fan asked intently. He remembered the reason, but he didn't know what that consciousness was, and he couldn't even understand how Hei Li would bring such a disaster to him before leaving.

Hei Li deliberately made it for Bai Fan and didn't believe it. After all, how could the former brother of Life and Death frame him? So Hei Li wouldn't really understand who the baby's true identity is.

Everything Heli brought to himself was a mystery, but Bai Fan didn't have much time to think about it, because he could only sigh with regret in the face of thousands of blame and corpses all over the ground.

The killer is not an executioner. Although he kills people, he is not a bloodthirsty murder. Only dozens of people died in his hands for ten years, and most of them are not good people. Bai Fan thinks that he is guilty of killing, but today, about 4,000 dead souls died unjustly under his hands in just a quarter of an hour, which almost collapsed Bai Fan's heart.

Although it was not what he intended, the fact that he died made Bai Fan unable to shirk his own slightest point, especially the death of his childhood sweetheart in his own hands made Bai Fan unable to let go.

Li Lin'er's last smile of death made Bai Fan smile palely. Shan'er rushed over desperately because of her mother's death like an angry lion.

"You're going to give my mother my life back, you bad guy! Woo woo..."

Shan'er cried, and her pink fist hit Bai Fan with weak force, but it felt speechless pain.

The angry crowd around him approached step by step. Although Bai Fan could wipe them out with a wave of his hand, he was unable to raise the sword in his hand.

The wronged soul roared in his ears, and the cold will of the killer was wiped out little by little. Bai Fan couldn't think of a reason to survive.

It is better to go back than to live in such a painful life. Although self-destruction is not the best redemption, it will always give an explanation to the dead soul.

The thought of liberation flashed in my mind, but there was a magical sound constantly obstructing it.

"How could a killer die so stupidly under his sword? Shouldn't a killer kill? He is just some ignorant ants. How can a few thousand dead souls shake their will to kill?"

"Life and kill more people, because you are a killer, and you are not good, why force yourself to be hypocritical? This world will perish sooner or later. Killing them is just a premature relief!"

"Kill, kill all the people in the world, and kill the world will be overturned...haha..."

The demon sounds filled my mind. It was a pity that Bai Fan tried hard to expel him. On the contrary, the demon sounds became more and more powerful, and Bai Fan was disturbed instead.

The painful eyes suddenly turned bloody and murderous aura was raging all over his body. Everyone who was so scared that they were retreating. Shan'er was also frightened but still beat Bai Fan.

It was like the roar of a vicious wolf. Bai Fan's storm rose up, Shan'er flew backwards and fell into a coma not far away.

The nightmare of fear just now seemed to be about to happen again. Everyone fled in fear, and Shan'er was also picked up by her acquaintance.

"No……"

A shocking roar resounded throughout the sky, and Bai Fan drew out the sword of rebirth and stabbed it into his chest.

Puchi, the sharp sword of rebirth penetrated Bai Fan's chest without any obstacles.

The beating heart struggled to shrink but could not stop the arrival of the God of Death.

"Why?"

The huge demon shadow rushed out of Bai Fan's body and floated over Zhuye City. The fleeing crowd did not stop. Instead, some people with good cultivation around him watched, but they looked from afar and dared not approach him.

The appearance of the demon shadow shocked everyone, but it disappeared in a flash and soon disappeared into Bai Fan's body.

The storm that was raging around had stopped. Bai Fan knelt on the ground, lowered his head, and had a sword in his chest. There was no movement, as if he had died.

There are many bold people who are good at it. They want to find out if they retreat in fear as soon as they entered the city.

Under the dim starry sky, a man wearing a golden robe sat calmly. Bai Fan's figure lay calmly in front of him and woke up soon after.

"Am I dead, or am I not dead?"

Bai Fan opened his eyes and was a little strange to see that there was no sword wound on his chest.

"Did I come to hell?"

Although he does not believe in the existence of hell, his own state makes Bai Fan a little strange.

"Um?"

The golden figure in front of him was a little dazzling. He covered it up but couldn't see the other person's face clearly. Only he knew that the other person was a man in a yellow robe.

"Who are you, am I dead?"

Bai Fan asked strangely, but the other party did not respond for a long time.

"Who are you?"

Even though Bai Fan's killer's instinct was still there. Although the other party did not emit a terrifying aura, Bai Fan felt the other party's fatal threat.

Finally, the other party spoke, and the voice sounded a little illusory, as if it was coming from all directions.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is why you are seeking death?"

"Looking for death, haha, am I not dead..." Bai Fan smiled self-deprecatingly.

"If you die, you can say that you are not dead. It depends on how you choose?"

"Select, do I have a choice? Four thousand dead souls died unjustly in my hands. What courage do I have to live?" Bai Fan sighed dejectedly.

"Is that so? It's just 4,000 people, why bother to be obsessed with it? Have you forgotten that you are the killer?" The man in the yellow robe suddenly spoke in a cold voice.

"Is it you?" Bai Fan suddenly frightened, "It's you, you, you, the demon, and Is my hands covered with innocent blood?

Bai Fan roared in surprise and then roared angrily, but the man in the yellow robe suddenly made him stop his voice.

"It doesn't matter if I am. What matters is only 4,000 people. How do you think it compares to 400,000, 4 million, or even the billions of people in China?"

"I'm afraid it's not worth it?"

"What do you mean?" Bai Fan was a little confused by the other party's question.

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky is in trouble. If you can save hundreds of millions of people alive, why care about these 4,000 people? What's more, do you really think that you can save yourself if you die? On the contrary, if you die, the demon will still control your body to rage. At that time, there may be more dead people. So I will give you a chance to live again. You have to think clearly whether to save yourself or die. Come and see me again after you have a decision!"

Without giving Bai Fan any chance to ask, Yi Hei opened his eyes again, Bai Fan strangely found that he was not dead, but on the contrary, the sword of rebirth was still in his hands.
Chapter completed!