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Tens of thousands of gods and demons prostrate themselves on the ground
Pious and respectful, including the God of Destiny
Yang Lingtian stood quietly alone, his silver-white hair flying freely in the desolate atmosphere
It¡¯s not that he wasn¡¯t shocked by the strange aura, but it was just a shock. He didn¡¯t worship God or kneel to the ground, and no one could make him kneel except his relatives and elders. He wouldn¡¯t kneel down because of that shock.
Moreover, at this moment, he still had a huge doubt in his mind as to why Meng would allow him to open this altar, and what the phrase "God King of Destiny is a traitor, leaving her useful" actually meant.
"Okay, Yang Lingtian, it's time for you to go to the altar."
After leading the gods to kneel down, the God of Destiny stood up and spoke to Yang Lingtian.
In an instant, all eyes were focused on the silver-haired young man
However, at this moment, a ray of light and shadow flashed by, and Meng Na's petite figure suddenly appeared on the altar first.
"Meng? What are you doing?" God King Tianming frowned, and suddenly there was an uneasy look in his heart.
"What are you doing? Haha, of course it's to start the inheritance." Meng smiled weirdly
"You want to seize the power of inheritance?" God King Tianming's expression changed: "But the Zhuanlun Sword is still in Yang Lingtian's hand. Without the Zhuanlun Sword as a carrier, you can't get the inheritance at all, and your physique can't inherit the power."
"Really? Don't forget how I was created. One of the purposes of my masters' creation was to obtain this power."
As if to disillusion the last vestiges of the God of Destiny, Meng continued to smile strangely.
But Yang Lingtian frowned
The God King of Destiny and others should really not want to gain power.
Since he started causing trouble in Kunwu Mountain, these gods and demons have not given him any help. Instead, he has been in trouble everywhere. He wishes he could return to heaven as soon as possible.
But now, looking at the appearance of the God of Destiny, he seems to be eager to get the inherited power.
His doubts were quickly verified
"Boy Yang, your inheritance is part of their plan. I will borrow your Zhuanlun Sword to destroy their plan later. Don't resist when the time comes. Don't worry, I won't harm you."
Meng¡¯s voice reached his ears again. Immediately afterwards, he took out a gray ball and threw it into the air, but the person knelt down and worshiped devoutly.
It's just that the ball of light is only the size of a fist and has no luster, and the surrounding colorful light is too strong. The gods in the distance can't see it at all. In the eyes of all the gods and demons, all they see is Meng's respectful expression to everyone. knelt down
"Are you begging for mercy?"
The eyes of the gods suddenly widened. They were so powerful just now. Why did they kneel down and beg for mercy before this happened? Acting?
Yang Lingtian frowned. The gods did not see the gray ball of light, but he could see it clearly. Moreover, at the moment Meng knelt down to worship, there was an inexplicable throbbing coming from the Zhuanlun Sword in his hand. The throbbing was very weak, and he could calm it down easily, but Meng had just said that he should not resist
Believe it unconditionally? Or block?
After pondering for a long time, Yang Lingtian finally chose to believe that at least Sikong Miao had no doubts about Meng at the beginning. This alone was enough for him to take a gamble.
The hand holding the sword was gently released, and the Zhuanlun sword instantly turned into a black lightning that cut through the sky.
"Bang"
A loud noise came out
The colorful light curtain on the altar was instantly pierced, and then endless black quickly enveloped the earth
No, it shouldn¡¯t be gray. To be precise, it¡¯s gray.
It's like the endless gray in the void space, but it's slightly different. This gray has a heavy atmosphere of chaos. It's as if this world has instantly returned to the chaotic world before the world opened. The lead-like heavy gray seems to It has powerful devouring ability, and can even devour human eyes. With the eyesight of Yang Lingtian and the gods, they can only see things within half a foot in front of them at most.
What they could clearly see was a colorful ball of light slowly descending from the gray sky
"The power of inheritance"
The exclamation came from nowhere
Although no one could be seen around, the strange aura clearly showed that tens of thousands of gods and demons had gone crazy. Many people had begun to circulate their true energy, preparing to run towards the ball of light. Even the Holy Book of Bai Ze of the Destiny God King also flashed. It emits a weak light, but the heavy pressure around it makes it impossible to move.
The colorful ball of light falls slowly
We finally got close to the ground, but what was illuminated was not Meng Na¡¯s furry body, but a woman named Bai Ling who looked like a Nine Heavens Immortal.
The ball of light fell irresistibly, slowly sinking from the top of the woman's head. Then, the light disappeared, and the world was once again dominated by dull gray.
On a high mountain thousands of miles away, a man in black and a woman in white stood facing the wind, quietly looking at the gray sky above the altar.
"Alas, it's finally turned on." The woman sighed softly and looked at the man sadly.
"Haha, fate has already started. Sooner or later, all this will come. Aren't we mentally prepared for this?"
The man smiled nonchalantly, but there was a slight look of confusion on his face
At this time, some black threads suddenly appeared in the sky above him for no reason, like the tentacles of an octopus, which kept extending. In the blink of an eye, they tightly wrapped around his whole body, and seemed to suck his blood, and embedded themselves deeply in him. in fair skin
However, the young man did not feel any pain. Instead, he seemed to feel very comfortable. He used his strength to free up a hand and gently stroked the black lines on his body. After a long time, he raised his gray eyes and looked at the woman in white next to him. His voice suddenly became cold and chilly, like a devil breaking out of hell.
"Both Zhuanlun Sword and my power are about to awaken, and there will inevitably be a battle between him and me. Will you help me or him then?"
"Of course I will help him." The woman was not affected by the cold tone at all and answered decisively.
But after finishing speaking, seeing the sad expression on the other party's face, it seemed that he couldn't bear it, and he sighed softly with some self-pity: "Well, after you awaken your power, with my little strength, even if you can help, I can't help you." What are you doing?" As she spoke, she also lowered her head resentfully.
"Alas" the man sighed softly, "Don't worry, his cultivation level should be higher than mine, and he should be the last one alive. Besides, won't it take some time for us to absorb these powers? At least you can't see us during this time. A life and death fight, but if I die then, I hope the girl can ask him to help me kill Xuanyuan Huang."
"Xuanyuan Huang will eventually be hostile to him"
The woman muttered softly
She knew that the man in front of her only lived to avenge his father.
Now, he is finally about to have the power to take revenge, but it is a pity that his battle with Yang Lingtian must come before this. And in this battle, he has no confidence.
Seeing the man's unwilling expression, she wanted to say, "You must avenge yourself." Unfortunately, she couldn't say this.
Because, if the man can take revenge on his own, it proves that Yang Lingtian has been defeated, and the only result of defeat is death.
If time passes, the hundred-mile radius around the Stellar Quicksand Altar has been closed by gray
But the gray area seems like an eternal chaotic world
Legend has it that the chaotic world is the most dangerous place in the universe, but it also breeds the most powerful beings
Perhaps the hazy pressure was too strong, and everyone inside it fell into a deep sleep, except for Meng who controlled the Zhuanlun Sword.
Perhaps due to intentional control, the sleeping patterns of Sun Ningyan, Chengtian, and the nine overseas tribes are slightly different from those of the ancient gods.
They have become one with the surrounding chaos, and the endless gray is working hard to nurture their bodies and souls, seeming to be preparing to shock the world when they open their eyes.
Of course, their changes are too weak compared to Bai Ling who received the colorful light ball. What is strange is that the first person among the sleeping crowd to become conscious is neither Sun Ningyan and others, nor Bai Ling who has received the inheritance, but the ancient one. Like all the gods, the silver-haired young man did not benefit at all from this chaotic world and just fell into an ordinary sleep.
Vaguely, as if he felt a familiar aura calling him, Yang Lingtian slowly opened his eyes.
Looking up, I don¡¯t know when a staring ball appeared in the gray sky
The ball was only half the size of the colorful ball of light on the altar that everyone saw. It had no luster, but it contained two auras that Yang Lingtian was very familiar with. One was the aura of Zhuanlun Sword, and the other was very strange. It seems to be very similar to my own true essence, but there is a huge difference
"Young boy Yang's inherited power is a great benefit to others, but it is a trap for you, so you can't take it."
Meng¡¯s voice came from the void, revealing endless exhaustion
"Why?" Yang Lingtian frowned, there were too many doubts in his heart
"Haha, don't worry." Meng smiled, as if he was pleased with Yang Lingtian's trust: "That was all the God Queen's conspiracy, but there is no time now. Inside this gray sphere is the power of the God-killing King. Of course, among them It is also mixed with the true essence that Lord Buddha, Demon Lord and others have tried their best to preserve for you. You can refine it.??Use it, and then completely repair the Zhuanlun Sword to restore it to its former glory."
"Completely repair Zhuanlun Sword? How to repair it?" Yang Lingtian frowned. He had already integrated the beads of the nine original powers of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, electricity, wind, Taiqing, and Xuanming. He felt that the Zhuanlun Sword was not perfect yet, but he couldn't tell what was wrong with the sword.
"Haha, the blade of Zhuanlun Sword is not bad anymore." Seemingly seeing Yang Lingtian's thoughts, Meng smiled again: "But now it has no sword soul."
"Sword soul?" Yang Lingtian was stunned.
Yes, the body of the Zhuanlun Sword is already very powerful, but it doesn't seem to have the aura of the Divine Sword at all. This is the source of the shortcomings he has always felt.
"Then where is its sword soul?"
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