Chapter 198 Reappearance of Nothing

Jinyang, suspended in the air, was fiercely ** a few times in his heart, majestically, whipping the power of the world, under the suppression, Wanshuixian Mountain, all people kneeled and were extremely frightened.

Beyond the Immortal Mountain, the ripples converge, cycle back and forth, isolating the peeping of all forces.

I silently felt the changes in my body, and my mind moved faster and faster. Is the ancient ancestor going to be resurrected? Why?...... Will there be too much? One question after another, none of them can answer, "It's not the time to think about these!"

Concentration to detect the body, the spiritual power burned, and the lack of mental power directly made Jin Yang have a headache and his eyes yellow.

On the narcissus mountain, a sectarian treasure gathered by a jump of immortal roots. Under the burning of the sun, there was a big hole, and a big hole came out. With a roar, the peak of the sky smashed to the ground, and a small mountain below was crushed and knocked into the ground.

Lying on the top of the fairy mountain, suffocating breath oppressed everyone. If it hadn't been for Jinyang's efforts to control the real fire of the sun, maybe the people who went up the mountain would have died clean.

"Can the blood power be controlled again?"

Just when Jin Yang was in doubt, the sun suddenly turned, and the fairy spirit began to burn. A wry smile appeared on Jin Yang's face. The ten alliances will not kill them all, will they?

The huge real fire rolled up, and there was no trace of fireworks, slowly flowing down.

The emperor's breath leaked, and between the circulation, hundreds of eyes, stared at the sky, reflecting red eyes, deeply hated that his body could not get into the mountain to avoid this terrible power.

"Ah..." When Jinyang tried to control his power, the universe mirror suddenly turned and a shadow came out. In an instant, Jinyang's heart was half cold, staring at the universe mirror, and everything seemed to be like a big dream.

The shadow is no longer the same battle, roaring, nor the strong man sitting high in the clouds. It is not a mountain in Jinyang's eyes, but a shadow standing quietly in front of Jinyang.

"What the hell are you?" Silently, Jinyang didn't know the strength and courage to hit there and made a sound.

The pupils gradually faded, and the moment of the underworld in his hand fell. Slipped!

Step out of the shadow of the universe mirror and stand quietly in front of Jinyang, as if there is only him in the world,... It can't be called a person, a faint shadow, which makes Jin Yang's mind lax.

"Three thousand disasters, the last moment has finally arrived." The faint shadow, the soul of war in the mouth of the drought, finally opened its mouth.

At the moment when he opened his mouth, the real fire of the sun surging in the sky seemed to be summoned and flowed back. The silent fairy mountain, the immortals whose hearts were about to explode, thumped and almost jumped out, and finally put it back again.

Jinyang, who was distracted, gradually fell into the eternal darkness, and his unturnable thinking became silent, and the master of the body seemed to be about to change.

A faint shadow stays in the air, like a wind through the hall, which can blow him away.

Jinyang's breath of life gradually became stronger and his breathing was calm. Only Jinyang, who was about to dissipate, knew that this was the consciousness of giving up and didn't know where the words came.

"I'm not reconciled yet." The shadow standing in front of Jinyang was silent for a moment, "Even if it is dead."

Just as he spoke, Jin Yang, who was sinking, seemed to be stabbed by a needle. His heart ached, and his stagnant mind turned a little again.

"Dead, you have to run out." With a weak sigh, a dark world stagnated in front of Jin Yang and did not move. Jin Yang knew that this was the dark nothingness that once gave him an immortal will.

But today, even the immortal will has dissipated.

Glancing at his eyes, his thoughts drooped weakly again, like an old man in the remnants of the wind and candle, and the next moment is death.

Dead and desolate.

I don't know how long it has been, like a century, like a moment.

Suddenly, the dark world, which could not be found at the edge, thrombled, a trace of fluctuation, came out silently. Like a remnant corpse, Jin Yang, who fell on an old tree, seemed to be summoned by mysterious power and moved.

The silent world suddenly banged like a big bell, ringing through the sky, and the ripples slowly fell on Jinyang's thoughts.

In the dark world, Jinyang once entered the world twice, lifting a trace of table cloth, revealing a trace of pattern, the eternal bronze color, lying there quietly. The only regrettable thing is that the gap raised is incomplete, let alone an entity!

The sinking Jinyang opened his eyes wide and his eyes were full of immortality.

In the depths of the source of the sea, there is a big clock, which makes Jin Yang even more unbelievable that this big clock is condensed by Yuanling!

"The breath of the emperor's blood can be dispersed! The sunken consciousness can be recovered! What the hell is going on?! Who can tell me! How much more I don't know?" The awakened thoughts were not happy at all. Until here, Jin Yang only felt that all the conspiracies in the world were unfolding around him and teased him fiercely.

At every moment of death, an unknown force dispels death and lets himself enter his trajectory!

"Is it my whole life, don't... Do you have to live in their shadow? ... Absolutely not! Absolutely not!" The flame of his eyes burned, and his firm belief burned again, "I must step flat and jump out of your control!"

Staring at the big clock in front of him, Jin Yang doesn't believe that he can take charge of his body again, but he has to make a final effort to control it and know how to master it!

The exposed corner of the dark world made Jinyang crazy, the cleansing bell, penetrating his thoughts, penetrating time and space, even the shadow in the outside world seemed to feel it.

So many words, in fact, there is no gap between Jinyang's sinking and awakening. The scattered blood beads, the blood of the golden emperor, filled Jin Yang's body, and endless possibilities filled his body.

Looking at Jin Yang's shadow silently, he suddenly raised his head and withdrew his eyes again in an instant.

Quiet, as if it hadn't happened. However, some huge, eternal breath flashed and disappeared into the sky. A big man withdrew his eyes. There is neither fear nor surprise, only calm.

"It's better to live..." For a long time, there has been no emotional shadow, moving and his eyes glanced at the universe mirror.

"If you want to live, surpass the emperor." The voice sounded again, and the blood surging body of Jinwu's ancestor could not stop his voice and penetrated into Jinyang's thoughts.

In the depths of the sea, Jinyang, who stared at the big bell, suddenly heard that beyond the emperor, a deep voice sounded in his ear. He was stunned and full of consternation. Even Jin Yang did not pay attention to the source of this sentence.

The legendary emperor, the ancestor of the Jinwu ancient clan, the legendary first emperor, surpassed the existence of gods and demons. Jinyang even doubted whether he had reached the end of the heavenly road, or even reached the end of the Tao.

"Is it... Is it the emperor who wants to give up me?"

The bold idea directly confused Jinyang.

The Jinwu ancient clan stands three thousand times without defeating the disaster. The two guardians of the Holy One and the Heavenly King are famous in the world. How can the first emperor take away their own small clan?

"Think too much... Where does this big bell come from? In the depths of my sea of knowledge, at the root of all my heart?! Staring at the trace of pattern, it is extremely puzzled. The vibrating clock seemed to have not heard Jin Yang's voice, always where it was, vibrating alone.

The restrained thoughts are deep in the sea of knowledge. At the root, they rotate endlessly. Jinyang's thoughts are released outside and touch the thoughts in the body little by little.

dongdong! Dong Dong! Dong!......

In an instant, he was endlessly unwilling, like a blind man. The tomahawk in his hand swept into the empty square and rushed straight to find his lifelong sworn enemy!

"This?"

A little puzzled and a little hesitant.

"Is this too peaceful? Or is it his hidden intention? Then why did you save me?"

A lot of puzzles, countless doubts and guesses, formed in Jinyang's heart one by one, and finally dissipated. However, the only certainty of Jinyang is that this is an invincible obsession that he can't shake.

Jin Yang, who was looking for a solution, knew that there was a sharp weapon in front of him, not a physical bronze bell, which shook up and would certainly be able to rescue himself and suppress the power of the peerless strong man back.

Jin Yang, who was preparing to make some action, suddenly settled down, "Do you have to rely on external forces?" Always with the help of external forces, always in the conspiracy?"

For a moment, he was silent, powerless, and a little confusion. He was dead and lifeless.

"Is it an external force again this time?" Jin Yang couldn't help asking himself.