Torture?

Fang Yang couldn't help but question in his heart as he listened to the name that came out of Gong Shan's mouth.

Judging by the almost silent roar, and the extreme unwillingness to feel, this should be a name, and the name of the prison master.

Otherwise, the Silence would not have shouted out so angrily.

It seems that this should be the real name of the prison master, but the real name of the prison master is neither any cornerstone rune nor any star field, which is a little different from the silence.

Silence belongs to the founder of this cosmic era, and although it is no longer in the list of the seventeen creation god kings, there is a rune cornerstone named after him, which shows his strength.

And the seventeen Creation God Kings, those cornerstone runes and star fields are all named after them.

But this in no way meant that the Prison Master lacked that ability, in Fang Yang's opinion, even if the Prison Master was compared to the seventeen Creation God Kings, he should belong to the best of the best.

Otherwise, he can't suppress the silence to death, and let any of his magical means be useless, and he can only be unwilling to be incompetent and furious.

It's just that such a powerhouse didn't leave a name in the interstellar history, which surprised Fang Yang very much.

Moreover, judging from the grievances and entanglements between Gongsheng and the prison master, it seems that these two people are not only involved themselves, but there seem to be other strong people, but Fang Yang has never heard of such a legend of the deeds of the god king.

Could it be that there is another history of interstellar martial arts?

"Sneer......"

As the last giant dragon's scale claws were cut off and turned into clouds and dust, the means of silence were completely defeated, and the sword rays that were like the light of dawn suddenly turned sharp, aiming at the monstrous dragon on the long river of time, and the chill that seeped out couldn't help but make the long river of years stagnate.

The prison master came out of the dust in white clothes, standing on a time node, the whole person's momentum was unpretentious, and he said indifferently: "Gongjing, this time you lost again." ”

After a long time, there was another roar from the long river of years.

"Xingtan, don't be too happy!"

Gong Jing finally regained his senses, and did not continue to struggle, doing those useless work.

He knew that by this time, everything had already settled and he had lost.

Once again, he lost at the hands of the prison master, just as he did tens of thousands of years ago, starting with the stunning young warrior, and this time, his object became younger, a teenager.

However, reincarnation remains the same, and the co-silence is still constantly struggling in endless reincarnation and suffering.

Although he is a supreme god emperor, the pain in it, the heartache of one cosmic era after another, no one can understand and understand the pain.

Standing proudly on the river of time, with unparalleled eyes, penetrating the past and the present and the future, until the node is millions of years later.

"You can't stop me every time! just let me succeed once, and I can get out of the darkness!"

"When the time comes, the entire star field will fall into the endless abyss night, I see who you can save!"

Gong Silent said indifferently, and there was no longer the unwilling anger and anger in his tone, but there was only endless coldness.

Yao's whole face changed suddenly, and he suddenly turned pale as if he had lost all his blood.

This man is subordinate to the King of Darkness!

"Fuchiya?"

Fang Yang couldn't help but frown when he heard this word, he still remembered that the word Yuan Ye had appeared in the forbidden legend, and it belonged to one of the ominous.

Could it be that asympathy is one of the unknown sources of the universe?

Is this possible? A supreme god king, no matter how he falls, he can't degenerate into an ominous source.

Fang Yang couldn't help but glance at it, thinking that Yao could explain it to himself, but it didn't matter if he looked at it, Yao's face was uglier than his.

The whole person looked like a paper man, without a trace of blood, and that expression was as if he had heard the most shocking truth of this time.

"As long as I have a breath of air, you will never want to get out of the darkness again. ”

The prison master said in a sonorous voice, although there is no trace of domineering, but the feeling of landing and sounding continues to echo on the long river of millions of years, spreading to the upper reaches of the years, and cleansing to the end of the years......

"You are already a rootless Ping, the origin has begun to dissipate in the universe era, every time you appear, your imprint on the long river of time is weaker, one day, you will completely dissipate!"

Gong Shi said word by word, and every word poked at the pain of the prison master.

Fang Yang's heart sank, a strong person like the prison master had actually fallen, and like Yao, he was also in a state of remnant souls!

It's just that Yao exists in the Heavenly Eye, and the prison master exists in the long river of time.

And listening to the meaning of the silence, the prison master has no source that can restore the soul, and the remnant soul can only continue to dissipate in the passage of time, becoming a rootless ping.

Just like what Gong Silence said, every time the prison master makes a move, his imprint in this universe will be weakened, it may be the next shot, or again, there will be a time, the remnant soul of the prison master will still have the traces left on the long river of time, and it will completely dissipate, and when the time comes, the prison master will no longer exist.

At this moment, Fang Yang finally understood why there was no legend of the prison master in the history of the martial arts of the Cosmic Era.

Even if the prison master does not belong to the people of this cosmic era, he is already strong enough to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and it is impossible for him to be nameless after all.

It turned out that all this was because the prison master had already fallen and died.

Such an amazing god king, the admirable giant sage is actually a remnant soul, which is really a sigh.

Fang Yang could imagine how powerful and invincible the prison master should have been in his heyday!

It's a pity that in the powerful giants, it can't withstand the ruthless power of the years, and all this will eventually disappear.

The prison master sighed lightly, with indescribable sorrow and sentimentality, "Why bother? All this is already reincarnation, even if you don't stop me, you will not escape defeat after all, and the two of us are never from this era of the universe." ”

The wind and waves on the long river of years were calm, and there were no bigger waves.

After a long silence, there was no sound from the long river of years, as if the flag had died down.

Everything fell silent, and once again the wind calmed down.

"Hoo ......"

Fang Yang couldn't help but sweat and gasped for breath for the rest of his life.

Although he didn't know where the silence had gone, the dragon that had been on the river of time was constantly dissipating, and he knew that the silence had ended.

This existence like a god emperor actually stopped!

He actually blocked the obliteration of the God Emperor, I'm afraid no one will believe it.

Yao also sat down weakly, as if he had lost his strength.

The battle just now can be said to have exhausted all his strength, and he is still in a state of remnant soul, so he will need to recover his cultivation in the future.

Only the prison master was silent, and his face was not as beautiful as everyone imagined.

He knew that Gongshan had not given up, he was just hibernating, waiting for the next shot, and next time, whether he was still alive or not was unknown.

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