The Immortal King has a farming system (Quick Transmigration)

Chapter 7: The End of the World

In the early morning of the next day, a strange force penetrated into Yun Mo's body.

His eyelashes moved, but he continued to meditate.

He could feel this strange power traveling through his body at an extremely fast speed.

His spiritual roots became more transparent.

Even the injuries to his soul showed signs of recovery.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and the power had disappeared.

His cold eyes sparkled with light, and there was a feeling that he was silently bewitching people.

He lowered his eyes, and the feeling immediately disappeared.

At first glance, he is still the same aloof immortal king.

But only he knew that the charm that he had sealed up layer by layer was gone.

His spine was now shining, transparent and white.

His brows furrowed, and at this moment he looked more like the clay sculpture on the platform, looking down at the countless living beings with cold and indifferent eyes.

Yun Mo: "The power of the world's origin?"

Yun Mo: "The power of the world's origin is the main force that keeps the world running."

Yun Mo: "How could it be so scattered?"

Yun Mo opened the window and he could clearly feel that the world was changing at a very fast speed.

The original power is protecting the creatures of this world.

But there is a hint of demonic energy in this drifting power.

But the evil spirit is corroding the creatures of this world.

They select the host that suits them best, then invade and transform it.

The abandoned ones have not changed and are about to become the weakest.

Yun Mo stood in front of the window, and the internal skills automatically entered into practice.

The evil spirit was expelled, and the origin of the world entered his body, repairing his injuries at an extremely fast speed.

Time passes by unconsciously.

After Yun Huan woke up, he endured the hunger in his stomach and knocked on Yun Mo's door.

Yun Huan: younger brother: "Brother"

Yun Huan: Brother: “Are you awake?”

Yun Mo opened his eyes and the door opened automatically.

When Yun Huan walked in, he saw his brother standing in front of the window with waist-length hair.

Yun Huan: Brother: "Brother"?

Yun Mo: "If you're hungry, go find something to eat."

Yun Mo: "After eating, go practice quickly." Yun Huan: Brother: "Huh?"

Yunmo: “The world is changing”

Yun Mo: "The power at this moment is the most volatile."

Yun Mo: "Cultivation is more effective now than ever before."

Yun Mo: "During this period of time"

Yun Mo: "Don't disturb me"

After Yun Mo finished explaining, he closed his eyes and immersed himself in cultivation again.

Yun Huan blinked, silently closed the door and returned to his room, then took out the fast food and ate it greedily, then sat cross-legged and started practicing.

His brother has worked so hard, what excuse does he have for not working hard?!

Time flies by and I don’t know how many days have passed.

One day, there was a sudden and violent banging on the door. Yun Huan, who was tucking into his lunch box, was startled.

He wanted to ignore it, but he was worried that if they continued to hit him like this, it would affect his brother's cultivation.

So he got up and opened the door.

The big man who was knocking on the door was stunned and tried to force his way in, but was kicked away by Yun Huan.

The group of people behind the big man watched the man weighing more than 180 pounds being kicked away in collective silence.

It looks a bit painful.

The man indeed howled in pain.

Yun Huan frowned and kicked him again. With the clear sound of broken bones, the man screamed like a slaughtered pig.

Yun Huan: Brother: "Shut up"

The man suddenly fell silent.

The group of people who followed were so frightened that they even tried to breathe as lightly as possible.

Yun Huan: Brother: "My brother doesn't like noise"

Yun Huan: Brother: "I heard someone making a noise at my door"

Yun Huan: Brother: "Don't blame me for being rude"

Everyone: You are so polite that you break people’s bones. What will happen if you are not polite?

But no one spoke out.

Yun Huan closed the door.

A middle-aged man in the crowd spoke cautiously.

Supporting Actor: "Xiao Chen just slipped in when he wasn't paying attention."

Supporting Actor: “What should I do?”

The air solidified again.

Everyone looked at each other, but before they could react, the door opened again and a young man with a bruised face was thrown out.

Everyone took a big step back.

The door was closed again.

The boy got up and turned to look at the door with an obsessed and determined look.