Chapter 186 Light

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The cold and majestic half-step god Wang Baiyuan has a trace of indifference in his eyes, and Jinyang, who is about to be torn apart, can't provoke him any interest. The heritable power of the Golden Protoss has reached its peak in his hands, called the "Golden God Collection". Behind it is like holding up a world, and time, space, yin and yang and other paths circulate in it, suppressing this world like the collapse of Dobone Nomi cards.

Jin Yang struggled to look at the milky-white mystery above his head, and the mysterious atmosphere flowed quietly through time and space and landed on the top of the hundred sources of the half-step god king. The great disaster of the King of God is also a great opportunity. When the blood flowed, Jinyang, who struggled to stand up, turned his head and looked at the sounding Bi Shuixianji. Her eyes were full of solemnity and looked at the unprecedented solemnity of the fog in the sky.

"Jinyang!" Tianyao, who was unbound, quickly flew to Jinyang and buried his head to check the injury on Jinyang's body. The next moment, his eyes held tears, picked up Jinyang, stared at the half-step god Wang Baiyuan, who was close to him, and couldn't wait to rush up and bite him.

A sne smile appeared from the corners of Baiyuan's mouth. Today, he did not intend to kill Jinyang easily. What Xi Qi left on him, he would put ten times, a hundred times and a thousand times on her son, and let him regret it for life!

Bishui Xianji glanced at Jinyang brought back by Tianyao, and there was also a speculation in her heart that Baiyuan, the half-step god king, actually had such a big resentment against Jinyang's father, Xi Qi, and even ignored the order of the so-called fourth demon saint. I can't help but turn my head slightly and look at Jin Yang again. There are no easy people behind him!

It's a pity that I'm going to die here today.

With a sigh, she ignored Tianyao's resentful eyes. When she fought, she couldn't protect herself, and she could still take care of him.

"No matter how hard I struggle, I will become my stepping stone!" I didn't dare to think what they thought. The hundred sources of the half-step god king, the great disaster and great opportunity of the god king above their heads - the breath of heaven came directly.

Transforming the multi-terminal air mass, the three thousand heavenly laws flow in it, and a trace of heavenly breath is dispersing, not manic, and the surrounding space is silent. In one corner of the universe, the heavenly breath, which has not appeared for dozens or millions of years, quietly hangs on the top of the head of Baiyuan.

"It is your honor to bathe in the demon blood and rebellious blood of your father's generation and step on the throne of the god king!" Baiyuan looked at the two quietly, and the split Jinyang especially valued it. The golden blood of Jinwu's ancestors was not as good as the human blood flowing in Jinyang's body in his eyes, just because it came from Siqi's body.

Extrem pride, arrogant, the golden god behind him hides his nobility!

Suffocation, the breath of the half-step god king Baiyuan enveloped hundreds of thousands of miles, like the ancient mountains, pressing on the heart of Jinyang, which is the most direct manifestation of Taoism at the spiritual level. Father?" Under the spiritual pressure of his half-step god king, the golden flame burned in his body and fiercely tempered his sea of knowledge, like hitting stubborn iron and quenching a little essence.

He shook his chest and tried his best to stand up straight and stared at Baiyuan. All the hundred sources of attention fell on the great disaster of the god king, and the golden god collection, which was passed down to the peak, and the golden breath flowed out one by one, becoming a golden magic soldier guarding him.

Focused Baiyuan, as soon as he heard Jin Yang's words, a trace of madness flashed in his indifferent eyes, his palms trembled slightly, and the golden god's spear turned to Jinyang, full of murderous spirit.

With a ssh, Baiyuan turned his head and stared at Jinyang fiercely. He, who wanted to step on the throne of the son of the Demon Emperor, was like a jealous guardian. "That rebellion deserves to die long ago!" Hearing his answer, Jinyang silently grabbed the moment of the god of the underworld and looked at his no more words. Baiyuan, the half-step god king, only had deep hatred, and it was useless to say more.

However, Jinyang didn't want to ask again. The Baiyuan God King seemed to think of a little secret and stared at Jinyang, even taking care of the great disaster that would fall at any time. Gradually, there was a trace of God King's indifference, and a trace of sadness suddenly flashed in his eyes. Then he stared at Jin Yang fiercely and shouted, "You wild bastard, that lowly and shameless guy actually did such a shameless thing--"

Baiyuan, who was out of control again, ignored even the rumbling disaster in the sky this time, and shouted loudly in Jin Yang's solemn and speculative eyes: "**, betray, really a rebel!" Before the words fell, the clouds circulating in the law of the Three Thousand Heavens were suppressed on him.

With a radius of 300,000 kilometers, there is a loud noise, and the golden gods are like a big world. Endless divine soldiers rush out, and sharp weapons are in turmoil in the three thousand laws. Jinyang, standing on the edge, was swinging all over. The spirit of the half-step god king Baiyuan always enveloped one side. Even the Bishui Xianji had to resist with difficulty. The two guards were a little difficult.

"I still can't do it!" Jinyang, whose blood has run out, as a longevity immortal, the sublimation of the essence of life leads to a result. As long as he does not die on the spot, he can repair the damage in a short time and enter the battlefield again.

The cautious Bishuixianji glanced at Jinyang. The great disaster of the god king. Almost anyone fell asleep and ascended to the throne of the god king. Which one of them was not a person who had all the distracting thoughts and had great perseverance and great wisdom. Now rush up, encounter at the peak, and hit the hundred sources of the God King. It's really looking for death!

Boom——

The breath of heaven stirred up, and the time and space flowed randomly on his body. His torso and limbs were in different time and space. At the same time, like the power of heavenly punishment directly attacked his body, and immediately the golden blood spread like fog, scattered and filled the golden god.

"Ah" wind and thunder, lightning and thunder in the divine body, three thousand laws are tempered. Between his arms, chaos and silence, return to the source, dozens of kilometers of waiting for his creation. In the crazy roar, three thousand laws came one by one, surpassing the brilliance of the starry sky and shining in the body of Baiyuan.

Jinyang and Bishui Xianji, who stood in the range of his spiritual pressure, did not move. They did not want to move, but did not dare to move. If they wanted to escape, they would encounter a thunder blow from hundreds of sources. Like him who practiced the body, no one was his enemy!

I don't know how long it has passed. A pair of cold eyes finally noticed them. Between the waves of their hands, the golden god was hidden in a little brokenness, and the fog shrouded several miles. In the narrow space, the stars disappeared and the yin and yang twisted countless times, but all of them made him survive. The dry golden god clan is full of war blood, a little golden, like bright stars.

"Let me step on the throne of God and bathe in the blood of Qi!" The roaring Baiyuan suffered great damage, dried up divine power, and had squeezed the clean potential. It was a dream to ascend the divine throne by himself. But with the inheritance blood of Jinyang and Bishui, the result will be rewritten!

"Jinyang!" Tianyao, not far from Jinyang, was about to crack her eyes and shouted hoarsely. Bishui Xianji pulled her back as she rushed out.

At this moment, the greedy eyes fell on Jinyang's body for less than a moment. The waved big hands, with the power of one by one, dragged Jinyang fiercely and fell into the disaster of the god king. Tear, the countless laws of heaven are hitting his body, and there is less than a thousandth of the breath. The golden sun falling in it, and the immortal body can't stop it at all. It really becomes a particle smaller than the molecule and rotates in the hands of Baiyuan.

"Is the rebellious bloodline really so magical?" Shaking the source of the Golden God Collection, he focused on the particles in front of him and the particles of Jinyang's body. His raised hand trembled slightly, as if it was extremely unexpected that Jinyang fell into his hand.

The center of the storm is always the calmest, and so is the hundred sources that hit the wall of the god king. Jinyang's brilliant belief crystallize and burn golden flames, which are neither dazzling nor strange, as if they were there at the beginning of the world.

The Golden God kept playing hundreds of magic weapons to resist the impact of three thousand laws. The roaring sound did not care at all. Instead, a pair of cold eyes looked at the crystallization of his belief.

"The son of Shiqi has crystallized his belief. He has strong potential and few peers, but today he will fall into my hands." Baiyuan, the half-step god king, seemed to say something irrelevant, but Jinyang, who was less than three feet away from him, sank to the bottom of the valley, silently calculating the distance and possibility of the two sides.

"The Protoss in the Middle Ages had to climb to the god king with the help of the blood and potential of a human race." Jin Yang said quietly, and he didn't seem to see anything to Baiyuan's constantly changing face. The roar of the divine realm still sounded, but Baiyuan's heart was no longer quiet, like the evil wolf, tiger and leopard, staring at Jinyang fiercely.

Heavy breathing, slightly raised fingers, a wisp of golden light flashed, as if he had made up his mind, and the light in his eyes did not fluctuate.

"In ancient times, he is really a world-class figure." Baiyuan said something pertinently against his will. Jin Yang was a little confused when he heard it. Has Fang Zixuan ever commented on his father, a peerless genius? But today, when I heard it on this occasion, despair filled my heart.

"But that can't be forgiven!" Baiyuan roared.

A wisp of golden light, lightning rushing to Jinyang is the crystallization of faith.

In an instant, in Jinyang's eyes, time has stopped, and the space is endlessly enlarged. A wisp of golden light running in the darkness is not a bright light illuminating the road ahead, but a terrible killer. The moment it falls, it is the time of destruction.

Full of despair, wandering in the abyss of death, even the law of fate cannot be changed!

Suddenly, on the suffocating God King disaster, the eyes that crushed half of the sky fell in the sky, and the fog-like God King disaster was like a thin layer of paper, penetrating and falling on the crystallization of faith that stopped rotating!