Chapter 1674: Promise

Chains... He just saw a chain, is this the chain of people that I saw last time?

And just that horrible breath, Yang Ling can clearly feel that it is mental power, so that he feels like a small ant facing a human being is not resistant.

Is the chain in order to trap the behemoth that is about to rot completely?

What is the purpose?

Yang Ling feels that he seems to have caught something? But it was a little bit worse. After thinking for a few minutes, Yang Ling’s post-figure virtual shadow appeared and disappeared.

Two months later, Yang Ling appeared again in the cave.

Three hundred years after the compass space, Yang Ling was not only damaged by the spiritual force released by the behemoth, but also the spirit of the body was more powerful. The most important thing was that he spent two hundred years and finally climbed the test. The eighth layer of the canyon has grown a lot in both consciousness and mental strength.

In fact, according to Yang Ling’s own judgment, if you want to completely resist the impact of the spiritual power released by the behemoth, you should at least reach the real realm of the Holy Spirit Master, that is, at least climb the ninth canyon, but unfortunately I tried it and found that if I had to climb up, according to his current level, I would not be able to climb for tens of thousands of years.

Opening the communication light curtain, Yang Ling summoned a group of miners from the border to let them guard the World of Warcraft star, and then the power of the spirit poured into the altar again. Soon after half a month, Yang Ling looked again in the mind. Got the figure of the behemoth.

This behemoth may be the key to unlocking the secret of the chain. Yang Ling wants to find out what the guardian is doing. Only by figuring this out, perhaps knowing the purpose of the reaper, perhaps the method of cracking the ultimate fate is hidden in this monster.

The power of the soul is constantly slamming into the void, and a slow chain is revealed in the dark and innocent void. Half of it hangs in the darkness, emitting a little bit of light, like a blazing fireworks burning.

Yang Ling’s knowledge grows up the chain and penetrates the layer of layers like a mire. It is closer and closer to the huge World of Warcraft, and is presented in Yangling’s mind, and a vast and infinite continent is getting closer. At the end of the chain, a huge vortex disappeared, and Yang Ling’s knowledge fell on the vortex.

"Boom" emptiness volatility, a violent suction burst out of the vortex, Yang Ling feels that the sea of ​​the sea is shaking with madness, the tree of the genus begins to wither at a speed almost visible to the naked eye, and the vitality of the majestic is like the water of the bank. Generally, they roll out and all of them flow into the vortex.

Worse~

Yang Ling is pale in an instant. At this time, the connection that wants to cut off the knowledge of God can not be done. Whether it is vitality or the power of the soul or even the aura of the whole body, it is like a dam that can't be controlled by the dam, so soon the knowledge becomes more and more Blurring, like falling into the endless dark abyss, can not feel the existence of the body, even the consciousness began to disappear.

"When ~"

In the endless sinking, suddenly a loud mountain sounds in the consciousness, Yang Ling suddenly wakes up, suddenly opened his eyes and found himself still good, but not in the cave of the World of Warcraft, but standing on a cliff Above, a huge lock link penetrates from the endless void and falls into the bottomless abyss below the cliff.

A mist of unclear color is tumbling in the abyss, releasing the breath that makes Yang Ling tremble with fear. It seems that these mists will be completely annihilated as long as they are touched.

Sitting on the edge of the cliff, an old man, his body was thin, his eyebrows were dragged to the ground like thatch, and he was covered with a ruined animal skin. There was a rusty knife in the rock next to him. If Yang Ling did not see it with his own eyes, he would have thought that this old man would not exist at all.

"Predecessors, what is this place?" Yang Ling returned to God and respectfully bowed to the old man.

I can come here, if it is not the ghost of this old man, he will not believe it if he kills him.

The old man slowly opened his eyes, through the messy hair and eyebrows, and the moment of contact with these eyes, Yang Ling felt that he completely lost control. He saw only a huge light door floating in the endless void. The light shimmers and shines, reflecting the whole world.

"This is the endless land, outside the rules!" A low, hoarse voice was introduced into Yang Ling's ears.

"The Promise of the Earth... Isn't it here in the heavens and the earth?" After half a mile, Yang Ling finally broke away from the old man's eyes and exclaimed.

"Not bad!" The old man nodded. "You can see through the innocent wells and come to the Promise, indicating that you have carried the mission of unlocking the ultimate destiny. There is not much time, and the Reaper is about to wake up this chaotic behemoth. Once the behemoth wakes up, we will have no power to bind it, and the heavens and the earth will return to the Promise, and there will be no chance ever!"

"What do I have to do? What should I do?" Yang Ling asked quickly.

"Kill all the reapers, destroy the plan of the Reaper camp to resurrect the chaotic behemoth, and stop the giant beast to wake up!" said the old man hoarsely.

"Is the reaper just a genre?" Yang Ling asked ~EbookFREE.me~The genus is only an accomplice, the reaper camp has 84,000 sacred incarnations, and the source of the world is constantly feeding the behemoth, you must break Reincarnation, break the cause and effect, end the Nether, let the vain return to Taiji, control the time and space, realize the life and death, and use the power of the Promise to completely kill the chaotic behemoth.


Yang Ling: ...

The old man’s words are a bit like a bucket of cold water, pouring Yang Ling into a cool heart. Not to mention such a big behemoth, it’s just eight kinds of ultimate rules. All the comprehension still needs countless hours, not to mention the highs of Pluto. The guys are just accomplices, and the Reaper camp has 84,000 true gods.

The true Yang Ling has never seen it, but he said in the projection that Mo Yuan had heard of Pluto. Associating, the true God should at least be a level of existence with the saint.

When I thought that there were still 84,000 saints as enemies, Yang Ling was instantly stunned. The archery of the chrysanthemums was cold and said: "Predecessors, I am sorry, the younger generation just went wrong, telling me how to go back?"

"You can't escape, this is fate. As long as the fate is not over, you can't escape for a day. This is your mission and your mission!" said the old man with no expression.

"I rely on ~" Yang Ling jumped up, blushing his neck and rolling his eyes, and said, "I don't do anything, I don't want to do anything. I don't want to die. Anyway, the robbery is coming, the death is not me." When it comes to Yang Ling’s eyes, he smiles and says:
Predecessors, or give me 100,000 saints, I promise to complete the task.
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