Chapter 939 Follow Your Heart

Enslave the world?

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

With Mr. Zhong's strength, who would dare to resist if he wanted to enslave the world? Who can resist?

At that time, the whole world will crawl under Mr. Zhong's feet.

"Mr. Zhong, although I don't know your identity, you must be in the God Realm, and you are also a great figure admired by all gods. You came to this world and already got the ancestor of the law you want. Why don't you just leave? Besides, a low-level Waiting for the world to be in your eyes shouldn't be a big deal, right?" Jing Yan tried to persuade.

"Little guy, your knowledge is too little. Although you have got the inheritance from the old guy in the Death Temple, there may not be detailed information about the God Realm and countless lower worlds in the inheritance." Mr. Zhong is not in a hurry to kill Jing Word.

He was really optimistic about Jing Yan's potential.

He said that if Jing Yan surrendered to him, he would be able to become the main god in the future. This is not aimless.

Such a good seedling, Mr. Zhong really wants to subdue him. So now, he has been infiltrating Jing Yan's soul. During the conversation, the invisible infiltration affected Jing Yan's spirit, affected Jing Yan's original heart, and made 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. From Jing Yan's eyes, he saw that Jing Yan was making the last struggle.

"In the universe, the God Realm is the only one. However, there are as many low-level worlds as there are stars. Among these low-level worlds, some are quite special. These low-level worlds can be born The ancestor of the law." Mr. Zhong continued.

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

"That's natural. If every world can give birth to the ancestor of the law, why do I have to expend so much effort? My avatar wanders through many lower worlds, looking for traces of the ancestor of the law. Twenty thousand years ago, I When I came to this world, I discovered the breath of the ancestor of the law, although it is only the breath of the prototype, but I am willing to wait."

"I've been waiting like this for 20,000 years." Mr. Zhong put his hands behind his back, "But it's nothing, my avatar is not one. One of the avatars stays in this lower world to wait, and the other avatars can continue to wait. Search the lower worlds one by one."

"From what you mean, the lower world where the ancestor of laws can be born is different?" Jing Yan was curious.

"Of course different"

"The lower world that can give birth to the ancestor of the law is perfect and flawless. Little guy, why do you think that old guy left a death temple in this world? Only a perfect world,

Only then can a perfect soul be born. A person with a perfect soul can become..." Mr. Zhong looked at Jing Yan, and changed the topic, "You don't need to know this now. "

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

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

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

And Jing Yan also has a feeling that the master of the Death Temple, 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 covering the death temple also contains the breath of death and destruction.

"That damned old guy, one day, sooner or later, I will trample him under my feet." Mr. Zhong had a stern light hidden in his eyes.

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

His words were probing again.

"Haha, boy, you want to threaten me? Don't waste your time. Although there are only a few low-level worlds that can give birth to Fazu, there are many in this endless universe. That old guy, in many such low-level worlds The world has left death temples, and you have no idea how many of his inheritors are there. How could he care about one of the thousands of inheritors?"

"Also, even if he knows your existence, it doesn't matter. If I kill you, what can he do to me if he knows?" Mr. Zhong's voice became sharp.

"Okay, don't waste time. Now, tell me the choice, are you willing to surrender to me?" Mr. Zhong obviously has no patience.

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

If Jing Yan is unwilling, then kill him. As for saying goodbye, that's impossible. From the beginning to the end, he never thought of such a thought.

Just because Jing Yan is the inheritor of the master of the Death Temple, it is enough to kill Jing Yan a hundred times.

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

In the end, after all, one side occupies the top and obliterates the other idea.

Mr. Zhong is obviously evil. If you become Mr. Zhong's servant, maybe your 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 didn't take much effort to say these three words, and it could even be said to be very easy.

true heart

Follow your heart, even if you die, you can't give in, and you can't go against your heart.

"Ha ha"

"Okay, very good, since you choose to die, then die." Mr. Zhong seemed to be very angry at Jing Yan's rejection. He did not kill Jing Yan like he killed Chen Long and others, but released 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 energy wrapped Jing Yan inside, eating away at Jing Yan's soul.

Jing Yan trembled all over his body.

"Do not"

"No..." Jing Yan's eyes were red, and he roared with all his strength, trying to break free.

Sword intent supernatural powers have no effect.

The nihilistic supernatural power cannot be displayed.

The boundary gap is too great.

"Are you going to die?"

"Just die like this?" Jing Yan's consciousness had begun to become blurred, and he tried hard to stay awake and persevere.

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

Jing Yan looked at Mr. Zhong, and the sinister 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 all perception of everything around him.

"Disobeying me, that's the end. Die, old guy. Another outstanding inheritor of yours died in my hands. What can you do? Hahaha..." This is the last thing Jing Yan heard from Mr. Zhong In a word.

At this moment, Qiankun Ring suddenly released a faint energy fluctuation. This energy enveloped Jing Yan's body. The energy from Mr. Zhong that was still eroding Jing Yan's spirit was quickly driven away