Storm of Kings

Ouyang Jinlin is sixteen years old this year. In his early years, in order to avoid enemies from being pursued and killed, he joined Hengtianya with his father.

But these years, father and son have not been happy.

Since Mojun came to Hengtian Cliff, it has brought many changes to their lives.

Hentianya was promoted all the way to the Great Thousand Demon Realm, and the father and son were promoted when the demon energy was abundant.

It’s just that the good times didn’t last long. After the Tian Chan clan launched a war against the Great Thousand Demon Realm, the consumption of devil energy was astounding. Before everyone knew it, the abundant devil energy had been exhausted, indicating that most of the demon cultivation could not be helped. Speed ​​up the practice.

You must know that cultivation is like sailing against the current.

Due to lack of resources, the bunker implemented a rationing system.

If you are a mediocre person and cannot contribute to the magic palace, then you can only become mediocre and work hard for that little reward every day.

If you have expertise, it is easier to handle and you can enjoy much better treatment than others.

This mechanism encourages everyone to develop their expertise and strive for excellence in their areas of expertise.It's just that the competition is too fierce, and it's getting harder and harder to get ahead.

Ouyang Jinlin's father dreamed of seeing his son embarking on the path of being strong. If one day he could return to his hometown to avenge the whole family for more than a hundred people, he would be able to smile under Jiuquan even if he died!

But his son's aptitude is not as good as him, and he was severely injured when he escaped the pursuit in his early years. If he hadn't absorbed the devil energy to demonize his body, he would have broken the road to promotion, and he would not be able to hold on to this day.

A month ago, Ouyang Jinlin's father made a major decision.

He blocked his son's veins at the time and placed it in the room and said, "Golden Lin! You have to keep improving. I have injuries. Although I have barely improved a level recently, hidden dangers still exist."

"Oh! For my father, I feel that my life is not much longer, and I am destined to not be able to accompany you further! Today, I just met the opportunity and needed 30,000 people who dare to die, so I signed up for myself."

"My father died on the battlefield today, and his name will always be engraved on the monument of the Devil's Palace! No matter when it comes, I will be able to protect you in the future."

"Son, don't get excited, we all have our own way to go. This is the path chosen for the father. If our Great Thousand Devil Realm survives this disaster, I will win you a chance to meet the devil."

"Hahaha, many people say that being a father is crazy, and they don't take it with a generous compassion. They just go for such an opportunity. Do you still want the devil to accept you as a disciple?"

"They look down on your qualifications, but I believe that our Jinlin is not a scumbag, and we will seize this opportunity to become stronger! Don't be too attached to the family's blood feud. Sometimes letting go is more important than picking up."

"Son, father is gone! You have to learn to look after yourself. Demon Lord Zhou Lie is a wizard of magic and Dao. When you see him, you only need to express your determination to become stronger. Don't have too much psychological burden when you meet such a strong person. Don't feel that you are humble. You have to have confidence in yourself and believe that one day you can stand among the strongest in the demon world. Come on!"

My father was gone, and he didn't even leave any bones. There was only a name inscribed on the stone tablet, making Ouyang Jinlin dazed and wondering how he had survived these days.

It wasn't until a voice appeared to inform him to go to the Demon Palace to meet the Demon Lord, and Ouyang Jinlin returned to his senses.

Perhaps it was his father's hope that came into effect. He didn't have any cowardice, his eyes became firmer and firmer, and he walked towards the magic palace under the guidance!

Ever since, Zhou Lie received this little guest in his busy schedule.

Sixteen years old, possessed by seventh rank, the ancestor spirit was an alchemist who lived in the Qin Dynasty. He knew a little bit of ornithology, and liked to cheat people into some money when he was alive.

This kind of ancestor spirit is not good at force, not good at resourcefulness, and has no mental powers. You have to learn everything from scratch, so it's no wonder that others despise Ouyang Jinlin's qualifications, that is really bad at home.

The ancestral spirit not only fails to form a boost, but also becomes a drag, which is naturally incomparable with the existence of heaven and humans such as Shao Yongna.

In everyone’s perception, so many monks have failed to embark on the path of being strong with the help of a famous ancestor spirit, and it is even more unlikely that they will have a bright future with the help of a third-rate alchemist, including Ouyang Jinlin’s father. Yes, so use his life to pave the way for his son.

"My Lord Demon!" Ouyang Jinlin bowed.

"I heard your heart, do you want to become stronger?" Zhou Lie looked at the other person and said, "It's a pity that your ancestor spirit is not powerful, and sometimes it interferes with your thoughts, so you want to become stronger. It is four times harder than your peers! The problem is that even four times the effort may not achieve the desired results. In short, you need to pay more, for example..."

"Like what?" Ouyang Jinlin asked hurriedly.

"For example, your eyes, I found that your pupil power is pretty good! So I decided to open a door for you, and now I dug out my eyes for me. If you hesitate, forget it, because I can only provide this kind of help."

"Is that so? Dig out your eyes!" Ouyang Jinlin poked his fingers into his eye sockets, and pulled out his eyes abruptly.

"Okay!" Zhou Lie waved his robe sleeves, and said from a distance: "Go back! Enter the Rashomon bunker trial in three days, and give you five days for a hundred days outside. Take the opportunity, I can only I helped you so much."

Before Ouyang Jinlin could speak, he had already returned to his room.

The eye sockets became horribly hollow and invisible. He didn't know how a blind man would survive when he entered Rashomon?

"The devil said to open a door for me, does it mean Rashomon?" Ouyang Jinlin was lost, his eyes were gone. He must not be able to afford the medicine that can regenerate organs, and he will enter in three days. The very dangerous Rashomon trial.

"No, I won't give up. I have to be ready to meet the challenge. Perhaps losing these eyes will make my perception stronger." Ouyang Jinlin fumbled slowly, taking out the father and son and finally saving it. A bottle of pure magic energy, raised his head and swallowed it.

"boom……"

Spiritually widened, Ouyang Jinlin felt that he was a little different among the electric light and flint, but he did not know the reason for the difference.

At the same time, Shao Yong was counting on Zhou Lie: "You are doing a loss-making business. These eyes can barely be exchanged for 15% of the blackness and vision, but you have added a thousandth of the magic energy to him. Utilization rate, this is a bit too much. You have to know that it is one-thousandth of yours and you are not receiving any payment. This is not in compliance with the rules."

"The ancestor is not annoyed, the rules are dead, and people are alive. Let's think hard about how to get Feng Yi's pair of boots left in the Baliba Temple! With these boots, I can be as powerful as a tiger. ."

"I know that the topic will be changed. Let's not take it as an example. If you come a few more times, you won't have a chance to break through!" Shao Yong said, leaving the matter behind for the time being, but he did not expect that he would create a magical giant!