Chapter 939: Follow your heart

Slavery in the world?

Jing Yan felt that Mr. Zhong was very evil and anxious at the same time.

With Mr. Zhong's strength, who dares to enslave the world? Who can resist?

By that time, the whole world will be at the feet of Mr. Zhong.

"Mr. Zhong, although I do n’t know your identity, but you must be in the realm of God and a great person admired by all gods. You came to this world and have already obtained the ancestors of the desired rules, why not leave? Besides, a low When the world is in your eyes, shouldn't it be too much? "Jing Yan tried to persuade.

"Little guy, you have too little knowledge. Although you get the legacy of the old guy in the Temple of Death, there may not be detailed information about the divine realm and countless lower worlds in the inheritance." Mr. Zhong is not anxious to kill Jing Speak.

He is really bullish on the potential of Jingyan.

He said that if Jing Yan surrendered to him, he could become the main **** in the future.

Such a good seed, Mr. Zhong really wants to subdue. So now he has been infiltrating the soul of Jing Yan. In the conversation, the invisible infiltration affects Jing Yan's spirit and affects Jing Yan's original heart, allowing Jing Yan to let go of his last resistance and give up the last line of defense.

Moreover, he did see the effect. From Jing Yan's eyes, he saw that Jing Yan was doing his final struggle.

"In the universe, the divine realm is the only one. However, lower worlds like this are countless like stars. Some of these lower worlds are special. This lower world can be born. The ancestor of the rules. "Mr. Zhong continued.

"Isn't the ancestor of the law born in every world?" Jing Yan raised his eyebrows.

"That is nature. If every world can produce Fazu, why should I have spent so much effort? My avatar, traveling through many lower worlds, looking for traces of the ancestors of the law of discovery. 20,000 years ago, I When I came to this world, I found the breath of the ancestors of the law. Although it is just a fledgling breath, I am willing to wait. "

"It's been like this for 20,000 years." Mr. Zhong carried his hands on his back. "But it's nothing, my clone is not one. One of them stays in this lower world to wait, and the other clones can continue. Search the lower worlds. "

"Listen to what you mean, is the lower world where the ancestors of the Law can be born different?" Jing Yan was curious.

"Of course it's different"

"The lower world where the ancestors of the Law can be born 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 breed a perfect soul. Have Only the perfect soul can become ... "Mr. Zhong looked at Jing Yan, and his words turned," You don't need to know these now. "

"Master of the Temple of Death, do you know?" Jing Yan paused and continued to ask.

"Huh, naturally ..." Mr. Zhong's black eyes blinked.

Jing Yan could feel that Mr. Zhong seemed very frightened of the owner of the Temple of Death. Although he pretended not to care, he was still reluctant to mention the name of the owner of the temple of death. When it comes to talking, use the old guy instead.

Jing Yan also had a feeling that the master of the death temple, like Mr. Zhong, followed the path of the law of death. Why is the temple of death called the temple of death?

The formation energy covering the Temple of Death also contains the breath of death and destruction.

"That **** old guy, sooner or later, I will trample him under my feet," Mr. Zhong's eyes hide.

"Master of the Temple of Death, should be stronger than Mr. Zhong, are you? I have been passed down from the Temple of Death. If you kill me, will you not be afraid of revenge by the Master of the Temple of Death?" Jing Yan said.

What he said was tempting again.

"Haha, boy, do you want to threaten me? Don't bother to worry about it. Although the lower world that can give birth to Fazu is a small part, there are many in this endless universe. That old guy, in many such lower classes The world has left the Temple of Death, and you have no idea how many of his heirs. How could he care about one of the thousands of heirs? "

"Also, even if he knows your existence, that doesn't matter. I kill you, and he knows how he can help me?" Mr. Zhong's voice was sharp.

"Well, don't waste time. Now, tell me your choice, do you want to submit to me?" Mr. Zhong was obviously impatient.

Jing Yan was willing to surrender, so he let go of his soul and let him leave a spiritual imprint in the soul of Jing Yan.

If Jing Yan is not willing, then let it go. As for letting go, it is impossible. From the beginning to the end, he never thought about it.

Just because Jing Yan was the inheritor of the death temple master, it was enough for him to kill Jing Yan a hundred times.

Jing Yan's face was still calm at this time, but he always had two thoughts struggling.

In the end, one side occupied the top and obliterated the other.

Mr. Zhong is obviously evil. If he becomes Mr. Zhong's servant, perhaps the future practice path will be smooth. However, Jing Yan's original heart did not allow him to become an evil helper.

"I refuse" Jing Yan uttered a few words.

Speaking these three words is not very laborious, it can even be said easily.

Heart

Follow your heart, even if you die, you can't submit to it, nor can you violate it.

"Haha"

"Okay, good. Since you choose to die, let's die." Mr. Zhong seemed very angry at Jing Yan's rejection. Instead of killing Jing Yan like Chen Long and others, he released endless Breath of death, "Dying in endless suffering"

Mr. Zhong didn't want Jing Yan to die too easily, he wanted to torture Jing Yan, torture Jing Yan's spirit and soul.

The irresistible death envelops Jing Yan and eats away the soul of Jing Yan.

Jing Yan shuddered all over.

"Do not"

"No ..." Jing Yan's eyes were red, and he snarled hard, trying to break free.

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The realm is too big.

"Are you going to die?"

"Just die?" Jing Yan's consciousness had begun to blur, and he tried to stay awake and want to keep going.

But the gap between him and Mr. Zhong is too big.

Jing Yan looked at Mr. Zhong, and the smirk on Mr. Zhong's face became more and more blurred, and gradually integrated with the surrounding environment.

Finally, Jing Yan completely lost consciousness and lost perception of everything around him.

"Disobey me, that's the way to die, old guy. What about you, another great successor, died in my hands? Hahaha ..." This is what Mr. Zhong heard from Jing Yan said the last A word.

Just then, Qian Kunjie suddenly released a faint wave of energy. This energy wrapped Jing Yan's body. The energy from Mr. Zhong, which was still eroding Jingyan's soul, was expelled quickly.