Jing Yan felt more and more that Mr. Zhong was very evil! At the same time, he was also secretly anxious.
With Mr. Zhong’s strength, if he wants to enslave the world, who dares to resist? Who can resist?
By then, the whole world will be crawling at the feet of Mr. Zhong.
"Mr. Zhong, although I don't know your identity, I guess you are also a great figure respected by all the gods in the divine world. You came to this world and got the ancestor of the laws you wanted, why don't you just leave? What's more, a lowly person
The world shouldn't be nothing in your eyes, right?" Jing Yan tried to persuade.
"Little guy, you have too little knowledge. Although you have received the inheritance from the old guy in the Temple of Death, the inheritance may not have detailed information about the divine world and countless lower worlds." Mr. Zhong is not in a hurry to kill Jing.
Word.
He is indeed optimistic about Jing Yan's potential.
He said that if Jing Yan surrendered to him, he would become the main god in the future, which was not without purpose.
Mr. Zhong really wants to conquer such a good prospect. So now, he has been penetrating Jing Yan's soul. During the conversation, the invisible penetration affects Jing Yan's soul, affects Jing Yan's original intention, and makes Jing Yan let go.
The last resistance in the heart, giving up the last line of defense.
Moreover, he did see the effect. From Jing Yan's eyes, he saw Jing Yan making his final struggle.
"The God Realm is the only one in the universe. However, there are as countless lower worlds as this one. Among these lower worlds, some are relatively special. These lower worlds can be born
The ancestor of laws." Mr. Zhong continued.
"Can't the ancestor of laws be born in every world?" Jing Yan raised his eyebrows.
"That's natural. If every world can give birth to the ancestor of the law, why would I have to expend so much effort? My clone travels through many lower worlds, looking for traces of the ancestor of the law. Twenty thousand years ago, I
When I came to this world, I discovered the breath of the ancestor of the law. Although it is only the prototype of the breath, I am willing to wait."
"I have been waiting like this for 20,000 years." Mr. Zhong put his hands behind his back, "But this is nothing, my clones are not the same. One of the clones stays in this lower world and waits, and the other clones can continue as well.
Searching the lower worlds."
"What do you mean, the lower world where the ancestor of the law can be born is different?" Jing Yan was curious.
"Of course it's different!"
"The lower world that can give birth to the ancestor of laws is perfect and flawless. Little guy, why do you think that old guy left a temple of death in this world? Only a perfect world can give birth to a perfect soul. With
Only a person with a perfect soul can become..." Mr. Zhong looked at Jing Yan and changed the subject, "You don't need to know this now."
"Do you know the master of the Temple of Death?" Jing Yan paused and continued to ask.
"Humph, of course we know..." Mr. Zhong's black eyes flashed.
Jing Yan could feel that Mr. Zhong seemed to be very afraid of the owner of the Temple of Death. Although he pretended not to care, he was never willing to mention the name of the owner of the Temple of Death. When he mentioned it, he used the word "old guy"
' instead.
And Jing Yan also has a feeling that the owner of the Temple of Death, like Mr. Zhong, seems to follow the path of the law of death. Why is the Temple of Death called the Temple of Death?
The energy of the formation covering the Temple of Death also contains the aura of death and destruction.
"That damn old guy, sooner or later, I will trample him under my feet!" Mr. Zhong had a stern look in his eyes.
"Master of the Temple of Death, you should be stronger than you, Mr. Zhong, right? I have the inheritance of the Temple of Death. If you kill me, aren't you afraid of being retaliated by the master of the Temple of Death?" Jing Yan said.
What he said was another temptation.
"Haha, kid, you want to threaten me? Don't waste your efforts. Although there are only a small number of low-level worlds that can give birth to Fazu, there are also a lot of them in this endless universe. That old guy, in many such low-level worlds
There are temples of death left in the world, and you have no idea how many of his inheritors there are. How could he care about just one of the thousands of inheritors?"
"Also, even if he knows your existence, it doesn't matter. If I kill you, what can he do to me if he knows?" Mr. Zhong's voice became sharp.
"Okay, don't waste time. Now, tell me your choice, are you willing to surrender to me?" Mr. Zhong obviously has no patience anymore.
If Jing Yan is willing to surrender, he will let go of his soul and let him leave a spiritual imprint on Jing Yan's soul.
If Jing Yan didn't want to, then just kill him. As for letting Jing Yan go, that was impossible. From the beginning to the end, he never had such an idea.
Just because Jing Yan is the successor of the master of the Temple of Death is enough to kill Jing Yan a hundred times.
At this time, Jing Yan's face was relatively calm, but there were two thoughts that were struggling in his heart.
In the end, one party occupies the top and obliterates the other idea.
Mr. Zhong is obviously evil. If he becomes Mr. Zhong's servant, his future cultivation path may be smooth. However, Jing Yan's true intention does not allow him to become the helper of evil.
"I refuse!" Jing Yan spat out a few words.
Saying these three words does not take much effort, it can even be said to be very easy.
True heart!
If you follow your true heart, even if you die, you cannot succumb to it or violate your true heart.
"Ha ha!"
"Okay, very good! Since you chose death, then die." Mr. Zhong seemed to be very angry at Jing Yan's rejection. He did not kill Jing Yan like he killed Chen Long and others, but released endless energy.
The breath of death, "die in endless pain!"
Mr. Zhong didn't want Jing Yan to die too easily. He wanted to torture Jing Yan, his soul and heart.
The irresistible death energy enveloped Jing Yan, eating away at Jing Yan's soul bit by bit.
Jing Yan's whole body trembled.
"No!"
"No..." Jing Yan's eyes were filled with red, and he screamed with all his strength, trying to break free.
The magical power of the sword has no effect.
Even the magical power of nothingness cannot be exerted.
The level difference is too big.
"Are you going to die?"
"Die like this?" Jing Yan's consciousness had begun to become blurry. He tried hard to stay awake and persevere.
But the gap between him and Mr. Zhong is too big.
Jing Yan looked at Mr. Zhong. The ferocious smile on Mr. Zhong's face became more and more blurred, gradually blending into the surrounding environment.
Finally, Jing Yan completely lost consciousness and lost all perception of everything around him.
"This is the fate of disobeying me! Die! Old guy, another of your outstanding inheritors died in my hands, what can you do? Hahaha..." This is what Jing Yan heard Mr. Zhong say.
The last word.
At this moment, the Qiankun Ring suddenly released a faint wave of energy. This energy enveloped Jing Yan's body. The energy from Mr. Zhong that was still eroding Jing Yan's soul was quickly driven away.