Chapter 120 Disappearance

lost his memory and lost his soul. Even if the anti-sky body still exists in the world, Jun Lintian is no longer there. The memory of the past is disappearing little by little, and the consciousness of the king's presence also begins to blur, and then it is swallowed up.

Darkness seems to have always been the main style of the world. When the dark breath in the void is strong, the souls of everyone also feel an unimaginable palpitation. They seem to forget some of their past memories more or less, which is the power of darkness. It is unexplainable, or the power of my imagination.

However, this mysterious and strange power is just the existence that gradually awakens in the dark, which escapes when it devours the consciousness of the king.

The Holy Lord and others have realized the horror of waking up little by little, and their experience over the years has also made them make the most accurate answer. The mysterious and extremely powerful existence came to the world with the body of the king as a bridge. As long as the king's land is completely destroyed, it is hidden in the darkness. The existence of terror in it will be solved, at least there will be no problems in a short time, and the Yantian Holy Land can also recover the Dragon Vein of the First Week, the Dragon Vein of Destiny without any obstacles.

The prohibition handed down from the ancient times contains shocking secrets, but after such a long time, even if there is a living fossil-like existence in the holy land of Yantian, it is impossible to remember the ancestral teachings of the holy land. After such a long period of time, only a scattered half of the points are still circulating in the holy land of Yantian. .

"Only the twelve-week Tianlong vein can solve the catastrophe of the world..."

And another sentence is that many people know, "God said that we will all die, just to wait for the day of rebirth..."

The ancient and mysterious words can't be understood by ordinary people at all, and the predecessors of the Yantian Holy Land warn the descendants that no matter what the price is, they will imprison the twelve-week dragon vein.

Maybe the era mentioned by the ancestors has come.

Inexplicably, in the heart of the elder, such an emotion suddenly echoed in his mind, and at this time, his figure had rushed to the huge shadow covering the sky and the sun, which was the projection of the demon in the abyss of the king's.

The power of terror burst out on the elder Taishang. When the elder completely released his breath, the long white hair turned into dark black hair in an instant. The black hair flew in the violent power flow. The Taishang elder seemed to be much younger in an instant, and he was also rumbling. Build strong muscles one by one.

The old look swept away from the past.

At this moment, the Holy Lord has once again come into contact with the huge figure that covers the sky and the sun. With the collision of the two forces, the power of destroying the earth has completely filled the void. The distant stars trembled under this great power, and the bright light seems to have lost its color, and the stars seem to be about to fall. It's so-so.

But even so, the huge body standing between heaven and earth is still motionless. Its towering body is like a barrier blocking the front of the world, and no one can pass half a step.

At this moment, the people of the holy land have concentrated all their strength on the dark shadow. When the full blow of several sky-level strong men falls on the huge dark figure, this is enough to destroy several worlds, as if immersed Like in the mud, it only stirred up a trace of ripples and did not make much waves.

The shock has filled the eyes of the strong, and their eyes looking at the dark figure are full of fear.

The dark shadow is condensed little by little, while the consciousness of the king's death in the dark is gradually turning into a light spot and completely disappearing between heaven and earth, and all traces of him in this world will completely disappear and no longer exist.

Jun Lintian's consciousness is struggling. He has his own care and emotions that he can't let go. However, no matter how unwilling Jun Lintian's heart is, that helpless feeling deeply drowns Jun Lintian. He can't help asking who in the world is willing to abandon his heart. Concerned?

Jun Lintian's consciousness was swallowed up little by little and disappeared little by little, instead of disappearing with Jun Lintian's consciousness. The sky and the sun covered the huge dark shadow in everyone's vision. It became more and more solid, and at the same time, the dim light around it became deeper and deeper.

The void seems to have solidified, and the people of the Yantian Holy Land have no choice but to take the dark figure. As the dark figure becomes more and more solid, even as the demigod Holy Lord, they feel a sense of powerlessness from the bottom of their hearts at this moment.

In this era when there is no longer a god, who else in the world can do things that Yantian and holy places can't do?

A terrible dark atmosphere permeated, which seemed to be the endless darkness in the underground abyss. The roar from the abys shocked everyone's minds. Even the river of fate that had been floating in the void and flowed throughout time and space was constantly shaking in this horrible roar.

And in this low roar belonging to the 'demon', two lines of turbid tears dripped from the corners of Jun Lintian's eyes. The shining tears contained the emotions that could not be let go of Jun Lintian's short life.

"There is no time, use the power of the twelve-week Tianlong vein..."

"But Lord, the power of the twelve-week dragon vein is very unstable, and the prohibition has not been completed. If it is used rashly, it is likely to cause irreparable consequences!"

"If this dark figure is completely condensed, it will be truly irreparable at that time." In the cold eyes of the Holy Lord, there is a huge figure covering the sky and the sun. In the depths of the red pupils, there is a faint color of fear. "Immediately use the power of the Dragon Vein of the Twelve Weeks. Even if all the black robe sacrifices die, I will stop its concentration. This is an order!"

The unquestionable voice of the Holy Lord echoes between heaven and earth, and at this moment, the last trace of consciousness, like a sporadic firelight in endless darkness, but in the dark and cold world, the only sporadic fire light burning with light and heat is crumbling and may be completely extinguished at any time.

"Lintian, this is our child..." In a trance, the gentle voice echoed in Jun Lintian's mind, and the light struggling in endless darkness was completely extinguished after a slight beating.