Ying Zheng's vitality was almost exhausted at this time, and only a trace of the fire of life was still keeping him alive. Hearing the sudden sound, he was not angry, but looked around weakly. But except for the eternal darkness around him,
There is nothing else.
"Do you regret it?" Ying Zheng asked himself in his heart. He understood the meaning of the voice. It was because he was careless and entered the center of the storm that he suffered this disaster. But did he regret it? Ying Zheng did not feel any regret at all.
If you go against nature, are greedy for life, fear death, and are timid, how can you achieve enlightenment and reach the peak?
There was only endless reluctance in his heart, and the word regret had never existed since he could remember. He had to face responsibility for what he had done, whether it was good or bad, he had to face two opposite results.
"I never regret, who are you?" After Ying Zheng thought about it, he almost exhausted all his strength to say just a few words. At this moment, even a three-year-old child could easily kill himself.
Ying Zheng no longer fears anything.
And with the opponent's ability, not to mention that he is so weak that he can't even move his fingers. Even in his heyday, I'm afraid the opponent could crush him to death with one finger. At this time, fear has lost its meaning, and the worst outcome is
Just one death.
"Aren't you afraid of death?" The disembodied voice sounded again, still without the slightest emotion, as cold as a glacier that had not melted for millions of years.
"You won't die if you're afraid of death?" Ying Zheng said mockingly to himself, as if he was speaking to that mysterious voice, but also to himself.
"You don't have to die if you're afraid of death." A disembodied voice sounded, answering Ying Zheng's question directly.
Ying Zheng was slightly startled, but there was no excitement on his face. There is no unearned fruit in the world. Ying Zheng asked, "What are the conditions?"
Ying Zheng felt that he had regained a little strength. After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure it out. Maybe that mysterious figure gave him some life! Apart from this, he couldn't think of any other explanation. At this time, he no longer spoke so hard.
, but the vitality has still reached the critical point, and it may pass away at any time.
"Submit to me, and I can give you eternal life and the ultimate power to subvert the world. Everything in the world will belong to you, and you will become the sole master of all living things." A disembodied voice sounded, with endless lust,
seduced.
Ying Zheng was a little speechless. When he heard it, he couldn't help but feel extremely contemptuous. If he were an idiot, he might believe it. He never thought that he was the smartest person in the world, but he really couldn't be compared to an idiot. Such nonsense to deceive a three-year-old child,
If he believed it, he would be a ghost.
"You are always so powerful? What's the point of asking me to surrender to you?" Ying Zheng knew that the gap between him and the other party could not be described in terms of words. For the sake of his own fate, he could only ask tactfully.
Said. As for the contempt and complaints in your heart, of course you can't say it out loud. Your life is in the other person's hands.
After a long time, the voice didn't sound. It seemed that Ying Zheng's question had troubled him and he fell into silence.
"I'm not going to leave now? Then I'm dead?" Ying Zheng said silently in his heart, and he didn't say anything. Why did the other party just ignore him? Ying Zheng could only ask the sky in silence now.
"You question me?" The disembodied voice sounded again after a long time. There seemed to be some irritation in the voice, mixed with anger.
"My dear, you seem to be angry?" Ying Zheng secretly warned in his heart. In order not to be slapped to death by the other party, Ying Zheng could only flatter him tactfully; "Senior, you are naturally invincible in heaven and earth. How can I dare to question this? I'm just a junior."
My cultivation is low and I really have nothing to help you, senior. Please be kind and generous and let me go! This junior must be extremely grateful to me for my great kindness."
"Little guy, sweet words are useless. You have only two choices. Either surrender or die. It's your choice." The disembodied voice sounded again, leaving no room for Ying Zheng to refute.
Ying Zheng was also struggling in his heart. Although he didn't know how high the other party's cultivation level was, it was definitely beyond his imagination. But what he could be sure of was that the old guy's cultivation level was definitely not as powerful as the Emperor of Heaven. Otherwise, Jiu
It is no longer the Emperor of Heaven who rules the ninety thousand eras of chaos in the heavens and on the earth.
As for how many years there are in the Ninety Thousand Chaos Era, that is beyond Ying Zheng’s imagination. A Chaos Era is from the beginning of Chaos, the beginning of Hongmeng, when countless creatures were born. The energy of Hongmeng is the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, until countless practices
Those who have sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain have exhausted the energy of Hongmeng, that is, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. When all things cycle to destruction, chaos will be shattered, and all living beings in the world will be destroyed. Except for the top experts who can resist the catastrophe and survive, it is almost 100%.
Ninety-nine point nine living creatures will be destroyed.
And that old guy, the Emperor of Heaven, dominates the 90,000 chaotic eras in the sky and the earth. You can imagine how terrifying it is. If that old guy had a pain in the balls and went to fight with the sky, he would definitely not end up with his soul scattered and his body dead.
However, Ying Zheng still admires the old guy like the Emperor of Heaven. After all, he dares to give up the supreme power and glory and risk his life to fight against the heaven and the earth. He is worthy of being the Emperor of Heaven.
Although the Emperor of Heaven was unreliable and did not leave him any rare treasures or elixirs, he gave him a lifetime of memory experience. This is something that cannot be exchanged for any treasure. If you want to become a top powerhouse, you must have a strong heart.
The heart of the person.
If he surrenders to this mysterious figure, his heart as a strong man will inevitably be broken, and he will miss the chance to be a strong man for the rest of his life. But if he doesn't surrender, will he only die? Choosing between ideals and life, it is really difficult for Ying Zheng to choose.
If you want to become a strong man, you must first have a life? But if you are like a walking corpse and become an inferior warrior who can't help yourself? What's the point of living? Ying Zheng kept asking himself in his heart, and that mysterious figure seemed to know
Ying Zheng was struggling to make a choice and did not disturb him.
"Senior, your cultivation has reached the peak of heaven and earth. My cultivation is low, so why bother? What use does this junior have to my senior?" Ying Zheng hesitated, but still tried to save him again to see if the other party could show his favor. This is
The sadness of not having any strength, he is really eager to become stronger and gain powerful power.
"It's useless to say more. Surrender or die?" the disembodied voice said coldly, giving Ying Zheng no chance at all.
"What form of surrender?" Ying Zheng thought about it again and again, and finally asked. After all, there is really no hope after death, and if you just pay lip service to him as your master, even if there is a rift in your mood, there is still a way to do it.
It's a matter of slowly making up for it. As long as you become stronger and surpass the opponent in strength and kill him, you can still rebuild the heart of a strong person.
Although this idea is crazy and far-fetched, Ying Zheng has no way out. He must fight for a chance of survival, otherwise his death will be in vain. He still has many unfinished things, and Great Qin Huaxia is still waiting for him.
Exploring the universe and starry sky and peering into the mysteries of heaven and earth are not yet complete.
"Give your soul to me." The disembodied voice was a little excited, and seemed very impatient and eager.
"No, never, I would rather die." Ying Zheng almost yelled, giving up his soul? He would not choose it at all. If so, he would rather die. Without a soul, he would really be a walking zombie without any thoughts.