Chapter 1692: Promise

When Yang Ling saw the golden enamel, the golden skeleton turned his head and looked at Yang Ling. At the moment of confrontation, Yang Ling felt that the whole world seemed to press on his own soul. The whole Shenhai was quiet, and people could no longer make the slightest The movements, the huge roads above the cracks appear as a spider web, the Shenhai space also began to crack in the cracks, even the statue of the gods began to break.
"咔嚓~" Time and space are broken.
At the moment when the cockroach disappeared, a golden bone with a brilliant starlight came out from the center of the broken cockroach and pressed against Yangling's eyebrows.
Yang Ling couldn't move at all at this time. He could only watch the phalanx poke in front of him. At about the same time, a finger like a dry branch sticked out from Yang Ling's eyebrow and gently poked on the phalanx.
A glare of light blew in front of the eyes, as if two suns collided together, Yang Ling’s sea of ​​gods was splendid, and nothing could be seen when he was stunned. It was just a vagueness that seemed to come from the sky outside the voice:
Creation, the fate has long been doomed, you can't win this game, why bother to obsess?"
Yang Ling stayed in the woods, and the thundering sound continued to reverberate in his mind, resembling a curse, so that his spirit could not resist and refuse. Until a long time, the light in the sea of ​​God gradually disappeared, Yang Ling was slow. Slowly returning to God.
"Xiao Qing..."
On the waking moment, Yang Ling’s face changed greatly. His face paled and reached forward again. A golden cockroach spread out. Time lapsed. The previous situation of the Soul Eater Canyon began to look back again. Soon after a few minutes, Yang Ling saw it again. He was thrown into the gorge by the disciples of the three purple palaces, but this time he did not see the golden bones.
Yang Ling does not give up, and repeatedly settles time and space. As the slow-motion playback, all the details of Xiaoqing from falling to falling to the bottom of the valley are looked at countless times, and it takes more than an hour to pass until he feels the power of the soul. Can't support the time and space rules before giving up.
In this time's time, the golden bones were like never seen before, and they didn't see the slightest shadow from beginning to end.

Don't I just dream?

However, Yang Ling immediately put this idea behind his mind. At least at this time, Shenhai, which has not fully recovered, indicates that a terrible accident has just happened.
The skinny fingers appeared from their own bodies. Is the owner of the fingers the creation of the Holy Spirit?
Yang Ling’s face changed for a long time, and the statue of Yuanshen in the Shenhai suddenly came out of the Shenhai Sea, and then a fell on Yang Ling’s body. As the most accurate scanner, his body was from the outside to the inside. From the hair to the bones, each cell is broken down into a state of nothingness, carefully searching for anything that may be hidden in the body, even if the space of the sea of ​​God has not been let go, a colorful chain of chains burst into a rune flooding the entire sea of ​​God, Entangled with the soul, every inch of space is presented in the mind.
"You don't have to look for it!" A hoarse and low voice appeared in Yang Ling's consciousness, and the voice seemed familiar.
"You are the creation of the Holy Man? Sitting on the edge of the old man on the edge of the cliff?" Yang Ling immediately returned to ask.
"Not bad!" answered the old voice.
"Who was the big shelf? How can I get back the three souls of Xiaoqing?" Yang Ling then asked.
"The one just was the Promise of the Promise. If you want to find the three souls and seven scorpions of Xiaoqing, you must kill him!"
"How can I kill him?" Yang Ling asked, gnashing his teeth.
"Kill the chaotic behemoth!"
Yang Ling is silent for a long while, and turns around. His ultimate mission is to kill the monster that floats outside the heavens and the earth. Although the monster looks like dead, even if it is just a return to the light, it’s like a bullet. Millions of themselves will also be crushed into slag.
"The chaotic behemoth is the original consciousness of the Promise. Although I have suppressed countless eras, I am already out of order. This is the last chance. Only the chaos will die, the Promise will be destroyed, and the fate will be reversed if you want to To save Xiaoqing, you must finally control your destiny. Otherwise, even if you find her three souls and seven scorpions, the souls that have been touched by the power of the Promise of Chaos are not returned, because the power of reincarnation is born out of chaos. There is not much time, and there is not much time left for you. I left you an item in the town monument. After breaking the eight borders, the passage will appear. Dragons, don't let me down... ..."
The voice of the old man fluttered and disappeared quickly, and no matter how Yang Ling shouted, there was no semi-movement.
"Ah~~~~" Yang Ling Yang Tian sent out a sorrowful sorrowful sigh, and the sigh of breath was like the collapse of the Tianhe River, which instantly filled the entire nine days and ten places.
"Creation of the Holy Respect, if you dare to lie, don't blame Laozi when the first to deal with you ~ EbookFREE.me ~ and the Promise of the Holy Promise, Lao Tzu will find you if you dig through the world, if Xiaoqing can not Resurrection, you will wash your ass, I will do it to you if you are born to die~" Yang Ling holding a small, dry and thin body pointing at the vicious curse of the sky.
Yunhailong and Yan Ruyu walked out of the void and saw Yang Ling holding a body that could hardly see the human form, roaring in the sky, suddenly as if it was thundered, and the emotions collapsed instantly, and the two squatting squatting in front of Yang Ling: "Master, is a disciple incompetent, only to let Xiaoqing sister suffer so much!"
Yang Ling swayed his hand silently. After a long time, he sighed slightly, and the three volumes of Aura disappeared at the same time.
For Xiaoqing’s experience, Yang Ling’s grief is hard, but he also feels that this is not as simple as the creation of the saints. It reveals a strong conspiracy, because from beginning to end, all that he gets is just one side. And the miner system came to create a worldly saint, then his own words and deeds are almost under his control, even the town's monument is his stay, he will definitely count the Xiaoqing's soul will be the Promise Respecting, then there is only one explanation, that is, the creation of the world is constantly forcing itself to kill the chaotic behemoth, and even with the final killing of the Promise of the Promise, that is to say, this is a trap, but Yang Ling has to drill Go in, because there is a 90% credibility in the creation of a world, that is, you must control your destiny to resurrect Xiaoqing.
But what exactly is fate?
Among the system yards, above the square in front of the Lingxiao Palace.
Looking at the smashing Yuanyuan true water spring, Yang Ling gently put the clothes on the water and gently put it on the water, watching her slowly sink into the bottom of the water, then gently press the finger, a silver light spread out, small The clear body is frozen in it, and then disappears into time and space with a golden scorpion.