God of Killing

"How long?"

After Shi Yan woke up, he immediately asked him about the most relevant topic, "How long has it been since I was addicted to it?"

"It won't take long, only eleven years." The weirdo grinned, "The boy has a good talent, and he can actually understand the profound meanings. This will have a great impact on your understanding of the true meaning of power. The benefit is that it allows you to understand the origin and origin of power.”

Shi Yan's eyes dimmed and he suddenly fell silent.

Eleven years. Compared with those old monsters who have lived for tens of millions of years, eleven years is indeed extremely short, but to him, it is very long.

The dust should have settled on Gulan Star, right?

He had a bitter look on his face and sighed silently, feeling extremely helpless in his heart.

During this period of time, he fell into a magical realm, constantly groping about space, stars, and the mysteries of life and death. This groping was not an application of power, so it could not significantly improve his realm.

This is an exploration of the nature, origin and ultimate of power, which will allow him to have his own insights and unique understanding of the deepest level of power, and to know the truth of the mystery.

For him, it was still a little early to gain insight into the deeper truth.

However, the sooner he understands these things, the more he will not go astray in the future when exploring the mysteries of power, he will always have a clear direction, and he will not cultivate to the point where he becomes obsessed and eventually the soul altar collapses.

He knew what he had gained, and that kind of benefit was difficult to describe in words. Unless someone actually touched it, no matter how outsiders explained it, they would be confused and unable to grasp the essence.

"Almost there?" After waking up from deep thought, his eyes gradually brightened, and he muttered to himself: "It's finally here..."

"This trip is a little early." The weird man murmured in a low voice. The condensed face was real and no longer blurry. His eyes were complicated and unpredictable, as if he was recalling the past. He sighed quietly and looked deeply. Shi Yan said calmly: "Many years ago, I... still had a divine body, and the soul altar was not shattered, but now... hey, I hope I can succeed this time."

As soon as he said this, Shi Yan's face suddenly became serious, and he suddenly realized the danger.

This person has survived for thousands of years in the cracks of space. Very early on, he also had a divine body, perhaps the same as himself, but what happened?

What caused his divine body to perish and the soul altar to collapse?

In the cracks of space, although there is space flow erosion, it is a desperate situation for warriors, but as long as the existence reaches a certain level of strength, as long as the four-layer soul altar is condensed, the altar will not be shattered without encountering terrifying dangers.

This person is caught in the gap and the altar is shattered. He must have encountered an unstoppable disaster!

What will it be?

Will he end up like him?

His mood became increasingly heavy.

As far as the eye can see, there are tens of thousands of bubbles, large and small, all floating and moving, slowly speeding towards the front.

This was just the limit of what he could see. He didn't know how many similar bubbles there were in the area he couldn't see. He didn't know what these bubbles were, nor how many there were in total, nor where they would lead.

However, he keenly noticed that the floating speed of those bubbles seemed to be gradually accelerating.

It seems that the closer you are to the end, the stronger the attraction will be, and the speed will naturally be faster.

There must be some kind of force at the end of the bubbles, quietly affecting everything, pulling those countless bubbles into one point.

While he was thinking quietly, the weirdo suddenly frowned, with a hint of boredom in his eyes, and cursed in a low voice, "He's not dead yet!"

"You can survive, why should I die?" Suddenly, a sudden and cold voice sounded from a very far away place.

Shi Yan's face changed slightly.

This was the second sound he heard in the gap. The sound was as cold as ice, with a bone-chilling coldness, like frost rubbing against each other, making people feel uncomfortable all over.

Immediately, he saw a beam of cold light, which dragged a huge blue bubble and flew towards the direction where he was.

That cold light is a ball of extremely cold breath, and it is also a soul form, but it has not been condensed into an image, it is just a condensation of cold air. In the blue bubble where the cold light is, there is a woman... an ice tribe. woman!

Shi Yan just glanced at it and immediately recognized that the woman was the Ice Clan in the Maya Star Region. Each one practiced the secrets of frost, and their physiques were cold and cold. They were not much different from the appearance of the human race, but they were astonishingly white, as if they were white. Ice and snow build bones, extremely beautiful and cold.

The woman looked to be only in her twenties, wearing a snow-white armor, a phoenix crown on her head, her skin was like snow, her face was delicate and graceful, her legs were long and her chest was straight, and the cold air lingered on her two snow-white arms.

Hanguang and the woman were not one person, but two people.

Just like him and the weirdo, a soul carries a physical being.

The Ice Tribe woman who stood proudly in the blue bubble had a much higher realm than him. She was in the realm of the First Heaven of the Void God, her face was as cold as ice, and her eyes were as sharp as ice.

She frowned deeply and glanced at this area from a distance, her face becoming even colder.

"Are you unlucky? Why did you only find a boy at the second level of Origin God? Can he bear it?" From the cold light, a cold and stern laugh came, "It seems that you will have to do this this time." There will be nothing left to gain.”

The weirdo who was close to Shi Yan had a gloomy face and couldn't help but snorted. He didn't refute. He seemed to feel that it was a bit embarrassing to take Shi Yan with him.

He had his own difficulties. He was severely injured on the last trip and didn't have much energy to choose. If Shi Yan hadn't captured the space gate he was constructing, he might not even be able to find helpers. He was originally planning to The one who gave up just happened to sense that Shi Yan was making trouble, and it was within the range of his ability to feel, so he pulled Shi Yan over.

After getting Shi Yan over, he was helpless because Shi Yan's level was too low and he felt there was little hope.

But he has to give it a try... He doesn't have the energy to continue selecting helpers, so Shi Yan, a "defective product", can only make do with it. As for whether he can succeed, it can only depend on God's will.

"You actually found someone from the same clan?" The weirdo was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, looked at the Ice Tribe woman, frowned and said, "Does she... know what will happen?"

The cold light was silent.

Inside the blue bubble, the woman from the Ice Tribe had cold eyes and a cold voice: "It has nothing to do with you!"

The weirdo laughed, shook his head, and said, "Poor kid."

"What about you?" The cold light seemed to fight back, "When you find someone, do you know what will happen? Hehe, you wouldn't know it even if you think about it. Many years ago, we were the same, and were dragged into this place with the same ignorance. Then we lost our divine body, collapsed the soul altar, and turned into such a sad state." Han Guang seemed to be laughing at himself, "After so many years, it seems like reincarnation, we have become the leaders and those who are plotting evil, hey , it’s really a disaster.”

Shi Yan's eyes suddenly turned cold, he glared at the weird man fiercely, and said, "Listening to what you said, I don't seem to have a good ending, right?"

"A good ending?" The weirdo Jiejie smiled strangely, "After entering this place, if you can't succeed, who will have a good ending? Boy, don't hate me, I just provide you with an opportunity. As for whether you can grasp it, or It depends on the individual, at least you came in and had a chance."

"What kind of opportunity?" Shi Yan didn't appreciate it and sarcastically asked: "An opportunity where both body and soul are destroyed?"

"It may not be that both body and soul are destroyed, but the best state is just like us, losing the body, shattering the altar, and leaving only a wisp of soul." The cold light said faintly.

Shi Yan felt a chill in his heart, like falling into an ice cave, and his whole body became cold.

He suddenly understood that nothing good would happen this time. The weird man pulled him here definitely to fulfill himself, just to get something.

As for his own life and death, the other party may not care at all.

Han Guang and the weird man fell silent immediately, neither saying anything more, as if they were waiting for something silently.

The blue bubbles were still floating in one direction. After a while, a huge blue bubble appeared in front.

There is a dragon among them! An evil dragon!

The evil dragon is nearly two thousand meters long. The head and tail of the dragon are almost filled with huge bubbles. It is restrained hard in it, as if it is afraid of letting the air bubbles appear on its limbs. There is a dark green mass on the top of the evil dragon's head, which is Another soul.

The strange man's face suddenly changed, and the cold light seemed to shake. They all looked at the dark green light group on the evil dragon with some fear.

Nielong is a demon clan, and it is the most physically powerful and indestructible race among the demon clan. When they were in Gulan Star, Na Xin and others got a Nielong skull and were ecstatic. They once explained to him the appearance of Nielong in detail. , and the strength of the physical body.

Therefore, just by looking at it, he knew it was an evil dragon.

After paying close attention for a while, he was sure that this evil dragon was at least level 12, comparable to the False God Realm, and its physical strength was much more powerful than that of the False God.

The evil dragon's soul seemed to be imprisoned, bound by the dark green soul above its head, so that it could not even release the soul fluctuations. It seemed to have been struggling. Unfortunately, it could not escape the confinement of its soul.

"You actually captured an evil dragon. Aren't you afraid of the evil dragon clan's revenge?" The weirdo stared at it for a while and suddenly screamed.

"The Nielong clan wants to take revenge on me, but they also need to be able to enter this place? If I can escape, why should I fear the anger of the Nielong clan?" From the dark green light group, an arrogant laughter came, "In order to capture this person alive? I have put a lot of effort into finding the lost evil dragon, and I am bound to win this trip!"

As soon as he said this, the weird man's face suddenly became heavy. He glanced at Shi Yan and sighed helplessly, as if he felt that his hope was slim.

Beings with physical bodies seems to be a guarantee for their success. The stronger the body, the greater the hope for them. The Ice Tribe has an extremely powerful body because of its special physique. Not to mention the Evil Dragon of the Monster Tribe, It is a powerful existence that is famous in all major star regions.

From that weirdo's point of view, compared to the Ice Tribe woman Nie Long, Shi Yan seems to be nothing to mention.

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(To be continued)