Enslave the world?

Jing Yan felt more and more that this Mr. Zhong was very evil, and at the same time, he was also secretly anxious.

With Mr. Zhong's strength, if he wants to enslave this world, who will dare to resist? Who can resist?

When the time comes, the whole world will be prostrate at Mr. Zhong's feet.

"Mr. Zhong, although I don't know your identity, I guess you are in the divine realm, and you are also a big figure admired by all gods. You have come to this world, and you have already obtained the ancestor of the law you want, why don't you just leave? What's more, a low-level world shouldn't be nothing in your eyes, right?" Jing Yan tried to persuade.

"Little one, you have too little knowledge. Although you have obtained the inheritance of the old fellow in the Temple of Death, there may not be any detailed information about the divine realm and countless lower worlds in the inheritance. "Mr. Zhong is not in a hurry to kill Jing Yan.

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.

Such a good seedling, Mr. Zhong really wants to accept it. So now, he has been infiltrating Jing Yan's soul. During the conversation, the invisible infiltration affected Jing Yan's soul and Jing Yan's heart, making Jing Yan let go of the last resistance in his heart and give up the last line of defense.

Moreover, he did see the effect, and from Jing Yan's eyes, he saw that Jing Yan was making the last struggle.

"In the universe, the divine realm is the only one. However, there are countless low-level worlds like this. In these lower worlds, there are some special ones. This part of the lower world can give birth to the ancestor of the law. Mr. Chung continued.

"The ancestor of the law, not every world can be born?" Jing Yan raised his eyebrows.

"That's nature, if every world can give birth to the Law Ancestor, why should I bother so much effort? My doppelganger has traveled to many lower worlds in search of the traces of the Law Ancestor. Twenty thousand years ago, I came to this world and discovered the breath of the ancestor of the law, although it is only the breath of the rudiment, but I am willing to wait. ”

"I waited like this for 20,000 years. Mr. Zhong put his hands behind his back, "But it's nothing, and my doppelganger is not one." One of the clones stayed in this lower world and waited, and the other clones could continue to search for the lower worlds as well. ”

"Listen to what you mean, the lower worlds that can give birth to the ancestor of the law are different?" Jing Yan was curious.

"Of course it's different"

"The lower worlds that can give birth to the ancestors of the laws are perfect and without blemish. Little one, 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. Only those who have a perfect soul can become a ......" Mr. Zhong looked at Jing Yan and changed his words, "You don't need to know this now. ”

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

"Hmph, naturally I know ......" Mr. Zhong's black eyes flashed.

Jing Yan could feel that Mr. Zhong seemed to be very jealous 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 it, replace it with the old guy.

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. The Temple of Death, why is it called the Temple of Death?

The formation energy that covered the Temple of Death also contained the breath of death destruction.

"That damn old fellow, sooner or later, I'll trample him under my feet," Mr. Zhong had a sharp light hidden in his eyes.

"Master of the Temple of Death, you should be stronger than you, Mr. Zhong, right?, I have obtained the inheritance of the Temple of Death, if you kill me, won't you be afraid of being retaliated against by the Master of the Temple of Death?" Jing Yan said.

When he said this, he was tempting.

"Haha, boy, you want to threaten me? Although there are only a few low-level worlds that can give birth to Fazu, there are many of them in this endless universe. That old fellow, who has left the Temple of Death in many of these low-level worlds, has no idea how many of his inheritors there are. How could he care about one of the thousands of inheritors?"

"And even if he knows you exist, it doesn't matter. I'll kill you, what can he do to me if he knows?" Mr. Zhong's voice became sharp.

"Alright, don't waste time. Now, tell me your choice, are you willing to surrender 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 Jing Yan's soul.

If Jing Yan is unwilling, then kill it. As for letting the scenery go, that's impossible. From the beginning to the end, he never had such a thought.

Just because Jing Yan was the inheritor of the owner of the Temple of Death, it was enough for him to kill Jing Yan a hundred times.

At this time, Jing Yan's face was quite calm, but there were always two thoughts struggling in his heart.

In the end, one party will take over and obliterate the other.

Mr. Zhong is obviously evil, if he becomes Mr. Zhong's servant, maybe his future cultivation path will be smooth. However, Jing Yan's heart does not allow him to become an evil helper.

"I refuse," Jing Yan spat out a few words.

It is not very laborious to say these three words, and it can even be said to be easy.

conscience

Follow your heart, even if you die, you can't submit to it, you can't go against your heart.

"Haha"

"Okay, good, since you choose to die, then die. Mr. Zhong seemed to be very angry at Jing Yan's refusal, he did not kill Jing Yan like he killed Chen Long and the others, but released an endless breath of death, "In endless pain, die"

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

The irresistible death breath enveloped Jing Yan and ate Jing Yan's soul little by little.

Jing Yan's whole body trembled.

"No"

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

The sword intent is supernatural, and it has no effect.

There is no magic power, and it cannot be used.

The realm gap is too big.

"Are you going to die?"

"Just dying?" Jing Yan's consciousness had begun to blur, and he tried to stay awake, to persevere.

But the gap between him and Mr. Chung is too great.

Jing Yan looked at Mr. Zhong, and the cruel 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 his perception of everything around him.

"Disobey me, that's how you die, old fellow, another outstanding inheritor of yours died in my hands, what can you do?" ha......" This was the last sentence that Mr. Zhong said when Jing Yan heard.

At this moment, the Qiankun Ring suddenly released a faint energy fluctuation. This energy wrapped Jing Yan's body. The energy from Mr. Zhong that was still eroding Jing Yan's soul was quickly expelled