At the same time, Zhang Yang "heard" a voice, a very immature and sad voice:

"I forgot...... I forgot...... I can't remember...... Why can't I remember......"

It was a half-childlike voice, sad, helpless, and full of despair.

Although it was very weird, Zhang Yang couldn't help but ask:

"What did you forget?"

Zhang Yang's words were not settled, but he noticed that a consciousness rushed to his hand, and it seemed to feel the breath of the blood secret technique on Zhang Yang's body, so after being cautious at the beginning, he immediately showed his intimacy with Zhang Yang.

"A name, it's a name, I should remember it, but I forgot, I forgot, woo woo, do you remember that name, you must remember it, right?"

Zhang Yang smiled bitterly:

"I don't know, I don't know, do you remember whose name it was?"

This consciousness was silent for a while, and during the silence, this consciousness revolved around Zhang Yang's hand many times, and then suddenly said:

“...... It was a very powerful man, and his name was also very powerful, I should have remembered, how could I have forgotten, I should not have forgotten......"

This consciousness is getting more and more urgent, which makes Zhang Yang very worried that this consciousness will suddenly fall out of control.

If it's okay outside, it's okay if something gets out of control, Zhang Yang turns around and runs. But not here, this space is sealed, and even if he can get out, it is definitely not something that Zhang Yang can get out of in a short time.

If this consciousness gets out of control at this time, it will cost people's lives.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang immediately spoke out to reassure:

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay if you forget, it's all over, the bad things are over. ”

Zhang Yang comforted weakly.

"No, it's not over, it's not over, the bad thing is still there, you have to write it, you have to write it, you have to write it, otherwise there will be no hope at all, you must write it......"

The voice of this consciousness gradually fell into madness, and it kept repeating this sentence, but as its consciousness and voice went crazy, the "living" breath in the blood pool was rapidly fading.

It's a bit like a rush to the heart, and it's like the blood pool is making some kind of last-ditch effort, and if it fails, it's completely over.

"Don't get excited, calm down, calm down, I know a person, I know a name, he's powerful, he's powerful, he understands blood well, he studies blood...... He can get great power from his own blood, he can protect the entire universe......" Zhang Yang didn't care about anything in a hurry, the most important thing now is to stabilize this consciousness, and it must not get out of control.

Then, the consciousness that was almost crazy suddenly calmed down, it returned to Zhang Yang's hand, and reached out a part of its energy to "hold" Zhang Yang's index finger.

"Do you really remember? Write it, write it quickly!" This consciousness began to urge Zhang Yang, but Zhang Yang was a little afraid to do it.

Because the name that this consciousness wants to write is real, but what Zhang Yang wants is not a real person at all. Out of caution and to probe the wind, Zhang Yang decided to reveal a little bit of real information.

"You listen to me first, I'm not from your universe, the people I know, and I don't belong to your world, is this okay?"

"You know the name, the name of the powerful Rao, you can, you can!"

Zhang Yang hesitated for a while:

"But he didn't study blood from the beginning, he first became stronger and then encountered accidents, and only started to study blood when he was cultivating from scratch......"

"Write it down, write it down, there's hope!"

"But very few people know about him, not even me...... I can't be sure if he really existed ......."

"You're going to write his name, you're going to live, you're going to leave his name, you're going to live......"

This consciousness has a tendency to be chaotic again, and Zhang Yang immediately jumped in front of the stone tablet.

"Okay, then I'll give you a name!" Zhang Yang finished finishing and immediately clasped his hands together, closed his eyes again and began to pray:

"My Emperor Ye, I don't ask for too much, as long as I can temporarily appease this consciousness, God Chendong blesses ......"

Zhang Yang muttered helplessly, and then flew to a suitable height.

After that, Zhang Yang held the edge of the stele with one hand and made a knife with the other hand. The energy in the dantian quickly condensed on his fingers, and then Zhang Yang thrust his hand into the stone tablet.

Boom!

After a muffled sound, Zhang Yang's fingers were successfully inserted into the stele, and at the same time, Zhang Yang discovered that the material of the stele itself was not too hard, but the stele contained a strange energy.

After that, Zhang Yang's right arm kept waving, and his body slowly descended at an appropriate speed.

High in the air, the force that was in a state of excitement before suddenly realized the changes that had taken place here, so it immediately rushed back, and when it was only a dozen meters away from Zhang Yang, it condensed into a huge ghost claw visible to the naked eye.

"Get out!" Zhang Yang exhaled and burst into flames.

The power of this inverted flame was limited, but it was clear that the force had never seen much of a fight, so it hesitated.

Taking advantage of this time, Zhang Yang quickly wrote:

"I am the emperor, and I should suppress all nitrogen in the world-Ye Fan. ”

While writing, Zhang Yang was still reading these words at the same time, and after that, he fell below, and the blood in the blood pool also rushed up and rushed up along Zhang Yang's feet and instantly rushed to Zhang Yang's arm.

Zhang Yangfu put his hand on the name "Ye Fan" in his heart, and at that moment, the blood in the blood pool instantly poured into these two words, and quickly spread to other words along the two words Ye Fan.

At the same time, Zhang Yang, who didn't know what he should do, also began to tell the story of Emperor Ye simply according to the cleanliness in his memory.

In the middle, the force in the sky kept trying to rush over to stop their movements, but just when Zhang Yang wanted to block it with his spell again, a layer of crystal energy barrier burst out on the stone tablet, which completely blocked that power from the outside, and at the same time, a figure was vaguely reflected.

When he first saw the figure, Zhang Yang thought it was a reflection of himself, but soon found that it was the image of Ye Fan in his memory cognition.

At first, the reason why this figure was blurry was because Zhang Yang's attention was not on it at all, and he had been cautiously watching outside, and it was not until Zhang Yang realized this that he began to seriously construct Ye Fan's image.

As a result, the figure in the energy barrier quickly became clear, and a real "Ye Fan" was gradually condensed.

However, this figure does not show much agility, in the end it is just a "model" shaped by energy.

"It seems to really work...... It can't really be that there is an emperor like Ye Fan......" Zhang Yang smiled bitterly, and then he was no longer entangled.

Anyway, the secret realm of Montenegro was stabilized by the tripod that he pinched out with Doudou, and it was not bad to have another protagonist to suppress the secret realm......

It's all the same anyway...... Disturb.