This look is hard to describe. It is a kind of heartache and intolerance, plus a trace of reluctance and determination.
He remembered that a man had told him that he knew his ultimate mission, his life, and needed to stay until that day.
A moment later, Xiao Ji said, "I still remember you said that you have your own final mission..."
Xiao Ji slightly closed his eyes and fell into the memory of that year.
He once asked Muyang, the powerful Lord, no one can compete with it, where to go in the future.
The man told him.
He has his own mission. From the first time he met that year, he has decided that in the future, no one can hurt her in this world.
Yes, he has his own mission to seal the triple seal of physical evolution with mortal body.
When the third seal is released, the blue sky will change color for him, all animals will cry for him, all the suffering in the world will make way for him, and the people who bully her will fall into infernal hell.
He will use his life to end all bad luck.
He hoped that this day would come and that it would never appear.
"Maybe it's time for you to fulfill your promise..."
Xiao Ji opened his eyes again: "I admit you. Let me see if your extreme power at the cost of life can make the world feel real pain."
"Yes... Who..."
Lin Yan's body trembled violently, and a touch of fear appeared in his eyes.
"Muyang." Xiao Ji looks at Lin Yan.
"Wang Jingyang... No, absolutely not!" Lin Yan's heart seemed to be pinched by an invisible giant palm: "let him run, no!"
"I think he has already made psychological preparations. This may be the time when he can compete with the sun best..."
"I! Say! No! OK!" Lin Yan has green veins on his forehead.
"This is his own choice... There is no choice. I hope you respect him." Xiaoji road.
Lin Yan was like a bolt from the blue and sat down on the ground for a moment.
……
Wang Jingyang looked at the clones all over the ground, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "master, long time no see."
The Holy Lord is dressed in old clothes. When he raises his hands and feet, he seems to have divine power, with an irresistible oppressive force, as if all things have become illusory in front of him. Only he exists forever.
"Muyang?" The Lord stared at Wang Jingyang for a long time. There was no expression on his face: "yes, you grow up and become stronger."
Wang Jingyang smiled: "if you want to kill Muyan, you have to step on my body first."
The Lord shook his head and said coldly, "you disappoint me."
From the face of the Holy Lord, we can see the vicissitudes of years, the right way in the world, and his anger can not be calmed.
"Neither Muyan nor these clonal evolutors should exist in this world." The Lord's way.
"Really." Wang Jingyang didn't think so.
"From the day you three step into the holy land, you should know what the holy land represents."
"Balance and justice." Wang Jingyang sneered: "but this balance and justice... Who stipulated it, is it you?"
"Needless to say, you are more and more like those disgusting clone evolutors. I won't kill you today. I hope you can take care of yourself." The Lord waved his hand.
The smile on Wang Jingyang's face did not diminish: "it is said that the Lord of the holy land is the strongest evolutionist in the world, comparable to the true God... It's my honor to fight with the strongest in the world."