Chapter 4438: Trouble Again

After listening to Jin Zhaoyang's words, Mingya frowned and said with heavy eyes: "So, there is another best way to stop their conspiracy."

"Kill me!" Mingya said without hesitation.

"Kill me, the fate of the witch god will be completely dissipated, and they will not reunite for at least tens of millions of years, and their conspiracy will not succeed."

Chen Jie was shocked by Mingya's words.

And Jin Zhaoyang looked at Mingya with complicated eyes.

After a moment, Jin Zhaoyang said: "To be honest, the task given to me by the academy is to kill the son of the witch god."

Hearing this, Chen Jie quickly stopped in front of Mingya.

He said: "Lord Su wants to save her life, you can't kill her!"

Jin Zhaoyang picked up the wine pot and drank by himself, retracted his gaze, and said casually: "The task given to me by the academy is indeed like this, but the general is outside and does not obey military orders."

Mingya and Chen Jie were both a little stunned.

Jin Zhaoyang took a big sip of wine and said, "I had already made a decision before I came here."

"If the battle of the fate of the witch god is won by another person, I will naturally kill him easily."

"But since it is you who won, I will spare your life, but whether you can survive in the end depends on your master."

"Master..."

"But their conspiracy is too shocking. I don't want countless people to die because of me. They are also innocent..." Mingya said in a low mood.

Jin Zhaoyang said: "Your master has made a lot of efforts to keep you alive. Do you want all his efforts to go to waste?"

"Don't worry, I just said that whether you can survive in the end depends on how hard your master can work."

"If the situation is not optimistic, I will kill you and will not let you bear those sins."

Hearing this, Mingya looked at Jin Zhaoyang gratefully, and then clasped his fists and said: "Thank you, sir!"

Jin Zhaoyang laughed, "Living towards death is the way for you and me."

"Your chance of winning the battle with another son of the witch god is less than 10%, but you will win in the end."

"So, you must also believe that you will still be the one who survives in the end."

Jin Zhaoyang's words did give her a lot of inspiration.

It was indeed a miracle that she could defeat Di Zhou.

In the beginning of her battle with Di Zhou, she did lose.

But her will to survive was not extinguished. Even if she was swallowed by Di Zhou, she still had a will that was as strong as a fire.

It was that will that made her immortal even after death. When Emperor Zhou entered the transcendental and holy realm, and was the most hesitant and careless, she took action to regain the fate of the witch god and reversed the victory.

It was possible at that time, and it will be possible in the future.

Chen Jie suddenly said: "By the way, we also found a lot of altars..."

Before Chen Jie finished speaking, Jin Zhaoyang suddenly put down the wine pot in his hand, and his face changed.

"You hide in my divine world!"

He quickly received Chen Jie and Ming Ya into his own divine world.

At this moment, he had left the earth and sky, and was in the endless dark and deep chaotic universe.

And at this moment, in several directions around him.

There was a stream of light gathering and attracting, and the sound of the void breaking continued to sound, followed by a strong breath.

Jin Zhaoyang stood with a sword on his back, and his breath began to rise.

In front of him, a large group of black silk threads ran from the chaotic universe, and finally gathered into a blood-stained figure.

On both sides, a white-bone figure and a strange-looking beast appeared.

Jin Zhaoyang only recognized the figure in front of him.

"Gengmo." Jin Zhaoyang called out the name of the person in front of him.

The blood-stained figure was exactly Gengmo.

Hearing this, Gengmo's mouth curled.

"Jin Zhaoyang, hehe, a disciple of Tianze Academy, why did you come to this remote and desolate place?" Gengmo said.

Jin Zhaoyang spat, "Old thing, don't test me here, don't think I don't know what you are here for."

Being called an old thing, Gengmo didn't show any annoyance, but just smiled lightly: "Since you know our intention, it will be even simpler, hand over the son of the witch god!"

"You and I have never had any grudges, and there is no need to fight for the son of a witch god, right?"

Jin Zhaoyang sneered.

"You said it so nicely. Even if I die in battle today, I will not give you the chance to take the son of the witch god away."

Jin Zhaoyang was ready for a big fight.

Gengmo only had the fourth level of combat power, so he was not to be feared.

But what really made Jin Zhaoyang afraid were the two figures on both sides.

The white-bone man and the strange-looking beast had unfathomable auras.

Gengmo stood with his hands behind his back and sneered, "Don't you want to drink toasts? Then I'll give you a few glasses of punishment!"

"It just so happens that I have been unhappy with you for a long time!" The voice of the God of Questioning sounded, but it sounded from the white-bone man.

Jin Zhaoyang was slightly stunned and looked at the white-bone man.

"Are you surprised?" The white-bone man chuckled.

"I have taken over the body of this white-bone holy spirit, and now I have the sixth level of combat power. Jin Zhaoyang, you have bullied me many times, and it's time to pay your debt!"

After the voice fell, the God of Questioning, who had taken over the body of the white-bone holy spirit, took action directly.

The sixth level of combat power was instantly displayed.

The God of Questioning had long wanted to avenge his previous humiliation, and now that he had obtained such a powerful fighting power, he naturally wanted to show it fiercely in front of Jin Zhaoyang.

The other fierce beast also attacked at the same time, and the fighting power it showed was at the fifth level, but its fierce beast body was stronger than the average fifth level, close to the sixth level!

Jin Zhaoyang looked solemn and took out the golden giant sword.

"How much power can you control by taking over the body? Lord Wen, prepare to die!"

Jin Zhaoyang killed him.

Lord Wen and the fierce beast surrounded him from both sides, and a shocking battle between gods and gods unfolded in the chaotic starry sky.

It easily affected the starry sky of trillions of miles.

Genmo stood in the distance, did not make a move, and held an ancient book in his hand.

On the ancient book, there was a strange-looking yin-yang fish.

Genmo's eyes were locked on Jin Zhaoyang, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"It's so hateful that the plan was almost ruined!"

As he said, Jin Zhaoyang turned the ancient book to another page. On this page, there were several names, including Chen Jie's son.

Genmo crossed out the word Chen Jie with a hook of his finger.

And these two words immediately burned.

At the same time, Chen Jie, who was in the Jin Zhaoyang Divine Realm, instantly showed a look of extreme pain. He felt as if there were countless blades cutting every corner of his body. The pain was unspeakable!

He was in so much pain that he rolled around in the Jin Zhaoyang Divine Realm.

Mingya was shocked by this scene, "What's wrong with you?"

Chen Jie gritted his teeth and said, "It's... it's a curse... a curse..."

"They..."

Chen Jie realized that his identity was exposed and the power of the curse was triggered!