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

After hearing what the red-robed Taoist said, Chen Yun did not refute anything.

Maybe what he said was right, but Chen Yun didn't think there was anything wrong with it at all.

Chen Yun has never thought that he is a saint, and he has never thought about saving this group of monks who were imprisoned in a cage by the red-robed Taoist.

He just kept looking at what he wanted to see silently.

He just wanted to give these monks trapped in a cage the right to make their own choices.

As for the result after the choice, Chen Yun didn't care.

It was like a monk with ideals soared into the sky, and then was crushed into a bloody flower by a monster.

Or maybe those cowardly and incompetent villagers knelt down and begged for mercy, and ended up becoming the monster's food.

Their ending is actually not important to Chen Yun at all.

After all, this is all their own responsibility, and as for Chen Yun, he is just responsible for watching silently.

And get something useful out of it.

But now, Chen Yun saw it.

Seeing Chen Yun's lack of reply, the red-robed Taoist was too lazy to ridicule Chen Yun anymore and instead asked a question.

"Fellow Taoist, are you really not afraid of death?"

Chen Yun raised his head and looked at the face of the red-robed Taoist, shook his head and said

"I've long been used to it."

The red-robed Taoist did not expect such a strange answer at the moment, and asked again

"Actually, Lao Dao can help you survive. Are you interested? All I need is that you, Taoist friend, are willing to become an aboriginal person in this cave. I wonder if you are willing?"

After hearing this, Chen Yun shook his head and refused, replying

"No need, I won't die."

Chen Yun spoke calmly, still looking at the scene at his feet.

. . .

At this moment, under the sky!

Du Yu was already alone under the blood rain, holding a broken sword in his hand, fighting the beast tide.

Today's Du Yu is very different from a hundred years ago. In addition to the childishness on his face fading away, his strength has also entered the realm of overcoming tribulation.

He is considered to be the highest level monk in this world.

This is actually unbelievable, but it is reasonable.

Du Yu's state over the past hundred years is a perfect template for cheating.

First, in order to use him to plot against Chen Yun, the red-robed Taoist kept improving his cultivation level, not only giving him demon pills, but also giving him opportunities.

Later, in order to see the changes in the world's creatures after Du Yu preached, Chen Yun followed Du Yu and became his guardian.

This is the template of a destiny child.

But to put it bluntly, he is just a pathetic chess piece.

But apart from Du Yu being forced to become the pawn of the red-robed Taoist, he was still the original Du Yu.

He was still the little boy who liked to hold a wooden sword and clamored to protect the entire village.

It's just that he couldn't do it before, but now he... can.

The only difference is that this time he has to protect not only the people in the village.

But this...the whole world.

Roar!

Countless birds and beasts vented their anger.

The earth is trembling and the sky is mourning.

Everything filled with blood filled all the space, and Du Yu did not use his spiritual energy to block the blood rain in the sky.

At this moment, Du Yu became a bloody man with a cold look on his face.

The monster beasts saw the only human being in the world who dared to stand in front of them.

The little sense he had had was wiped away by the smell of blood in the air.

He immediately roared crazily and charged away.

They are birds of the sky and beasts of the earth.

There are many monsters, but Du Yu only has one person and one sword!

But enough is enough.

Tear it apart!

First, the first sword, the bright white sword energy, suddenly exploded in the bloody sky and earth.

Killed all the monsters that came.

Then there was another sword strike, which directly opened up an empty demon-free zone, turning all the demonic beasts below the Tribulation Realm into powder.

The monsters in the Tribulation Realm were also seriously injured and dying. The oppressive feeling of death gradually made their hazy consciousness clear, and they fled one after another.

Du Yu only used two swords, and the pressure of the Tribulation Realm pushed all the monsters aside.

Du Yu swung two swords, his aura increased instead of decreasing, his cold eyes became brighter, he whispered to himself

"So, are they also afraid of death?"

"It's really ridiculous."

Then Du Yu looked up at the sky and said to the rain of blood that was still falling.

"Go and see the scenery above the sky, and I will protect your obsession!"

. . .

Above the sky!

The old man in red robe looked at Du Yu at his feet with interest and said

"Ha! I found out why you like to get involved in these little things. It's really interesting."

Chen Yun shook his head and replied calmly.

"It's different. People like you are always different from me."

"Oh? Is that so? What do fellow Taoists think of it?"

The words of the red-robed Taoist became colder and colder, and the murderous intention in his body began to be released. After all, his sainthood was coming to an end, and Chen Yun was the biggest variable in it!

The old man in red robe felt that it was time for his more than six thousand years of planning to come to an end.

Chen Yun ignored the red-robed Taoist, but still looked at Du Yu, feeling the world's deeper and deeper connection with him, and continued to mutter to himself.

"Old guy, I want to say one more thing, I... won't die, huh! That's it, I never lie."

After hearing Chen Yun's words, Hong Pao frowned and felt it was really strange.

"What kind of words are these? They won't die. Do you have a backer or a trump card?"

The old man in red robe is no longer in a hurry to kill Chen Yun, after all, in his opinion.

It would be a great thing for Chen Yun to become an aborigine of his world.

But the old man in red robe really couldn't think of what kind of trump card Chen Yun had that could make him so confident.

There is no way to imagine what kind of background would allow him, a monk in the realm of enlightenment, to be so calm now.

The red-robed Taoist stood there, constantly thinking about how to deal with Chen Yun, and also constantly thinking about the meaning of Chen Yun's words "I will not die!"

But even if the red-robed Taoist grew eight heads, he would never realize that what Chen Yun just said was literally what he meant.

After all, this is really incredible.

But, this is Chen Yun!

He's always been like this.

. . .

The red-robed Taoist stopped thinking. After all, in his opinion, although the monk in front of him was extremely talented, he was too arrogant. Since he was unwilling to take his own steps, everything could be over.

The red-robed Taoist took a step forward, and the bloody Tao Yun on his body was released like a tsunami, completely sealing the space above the sky.

Then the old but rich voice of the red-robed Taoist sounded.

"In this case, my six-thousand-year path to enlightenment will end well with the bones of an outsider like you!"

. . .

PS: It’s so cold! Sent! Σ(ﾟ∀ﾟﾉ)ﾉ