The world stood still for a moment.

Ling Jun had only disappeared for a moment before the silver light suddenly emitted an angry sound, and after a flickering spherical shape, it also disappeared in place.

"What the hell do you want to do!"

When it appeared from another place, it had already transformed into a pale-faced old man. Before he could completely stop, he roared nervously at Ling Jun, who was standing not far in front of him, and at the same time made a gesture that he was about to make a move.

It's a low volcano that seems to have been dead for years. The mountain, like this withered and rotting closed world, has no active life.

If there are no accidents, everything here will soon be reduced to nothingness. Or maybe it's not a bad ending for a world that has been dead for a long time but is still struggling.

"I can bring it to life,"

Ling Jun didn't directly respond to the Spirit King's roar, his weak and transparent hand waved lightly, pointing at the volcano at random, and then pointed to the sky and the earth, and said aloud indifferently and confidently,

"I have a way to bring this sky, this earth, everything here to life. ”

The Spirit King's eyes were slightly condensed, and he was about to speak.

Ling Jun seemed to know what he meant, and said bluntly:

"I know what worries you, but I don't have a way to destroy this place. Otherwise, He would have known that I would not have done such useless work in vain. ”

The Spirit King was still silent, his face did not reveal any expression, and he didn't know what kind of attitude he had.

But the old man did not refuse directly, but when he was wary of the other party's movements, he also carefully considered the authenticity of Ling Jun's remarks.

The ravines and wrinkles on its pale face are like the rings of an old tree, which are more and more profound. The roots are white and bearded, floating without wind, and the blue robe also sways rhythmically.

Its ethereal posture can be called the state of an immortal, if you ignore its transparent body.

Although he didn't want to pay attention to this guy who had once refined himself into a machine spirit, it was because of this that he escaped the terrifying catastrophe where all living beings quietly disappeared in an instant.

Although the old man did not face him, he had also felt how terrifying and invincible he was. Therefore, he still has a residual trust and expectation for Ling Jun.

Otherwise, he would have used his deep and thorough understanding and control of this world for thousands of years to invite this Ling Jun, who had served as the master of this world, to send out, and he was confident that he could at least do this.

No matter how powerful and invincible the other party was in his lifetime, this uncle was always just a wisp of remnant soul from nowhere.

"What are the conditions?"

The Spirit King finally made up his mind, and then gave the other party a little more trust, and talked about the conditions directly, he would not believe that the other party knew how to sacrifice himself and selfless dedication.

Although the Spirit King's words were cold and indifferent, Ling Ye still chuckled heartily and said:

"It's not difficult, I just want you to promise to do your best to protect my son for a hundred years. ”

When the Spirit King first heard this, he squinted his eyes slightly, and suddenly stared into a round shape, which matched the old face, and his funny state appeared. But he didn't care about his gaffe, but looked at the person in front of him carefully.

He had a feeling that he didn't know this person at the moment, and even faintly raised suspicions that this person was a fake. But between thoughts, the old man dispelled these complicated doubts. Because he was sure that even if the person in front of him turned to ashes, he would never admit his mistake.

Ling Jun was calm, standing quietly at the foot of this mountain, and even began to look around at this small world that had been lost for a long time and was very different, and had become a desert so far. He made a gesture of not caring, as he had for thousands of years, but even now, the hands in his sleeves still had some illusory heat.

After a period of silence, the Spirit King finally got rid of the strange feeling in his heart and said indifferently:

"I don't care why you are now concerned about your descendants, or what other plans you have. But one thing to be clear, I will never help that little imp face them. ”

After a pause of half a second, the old man said again, "I need you to make another vow." ”

"Hehe, don't you still admit that you fulfilled your last vow with me. ”

When Ling Jun heard this, he turned his head, chuckled at the Spirit King, and said proudly, "I am Ling Junlang who never breaks his promise. ”

The Spirit King sneered angrily, and tried his best to suppress the idea of wanting to tear his face and do it. He didn't say anything anymore, just looked at Ling Jun coldly.

Ling Jun was still calm at first, as if he was proud of his statement.

After that, he could no longer resist the disdain gradually revealed by the person in front of him, he felt slightly embarrassed, and hurriedly said:

"Ahem, well, if that kid really has the ability to provoke them in the future, I guess I won't need your protection at that time. Let's hurry, I won't be able to last long. ”

I saw Ling Jun's face straightened, and he sang solemnly and solemnly,

"Wu Lingjun,

Hereby make an unchanging vow:

May the man in front of me protect my son for a hundred years,

and they will bring this world back to life,

and help it replenish the lost primordial spirit.

This oath,

Meaningless to heaven and earth,

Nor in the ears of gods and demons,

Only devout in the heart,

Silent chant. ”

The Spirit King felt a lot of emotion in his heart, but he also whispered: "My King Spirit... May it be repaired... It will help its bloodline... Silent chant. ”

"Hehe, thank you, thank you, there is nothing to repay, it seems that there is only a promise in person. ”

After Ling Jun fulfilled his wish, he didn't care about his increasingly dull and transparent self, and laughed and said with a refreshing and relaxed expression.

"Hmph! I'll keep that little ghost for a hundred years, and I can even teach him a lesson when I'm free. But it's time to pay for it now. ”

The Spirit King looked at this person's dim figure, thinking that he had been teased again after a long absence. His face became more and more gloomy, and he said angrily, "Do you do it yourself, or do I come?"

Ling Jun didn't listen to his words anymore, but just resolutely turned around and floated towards the crater.

"Qingqing Zijin, relax my heart. But for the sake of the king, I have been chanting so far, and I would like to share my head with you. It's just that this providence is always unpredictable, and numerology is not at all human...... The past is like a sea of smoke, and my life has been ruined, so that today, after all, there is nothing to be done......"

Looking around at Yamaguchi, his eyes were darker than his figure. With a light jump, he threw himself into the volcano, and his soft voice floated in the air, and finally it all turned into a sentence:

"Qing'er, you're okay. ”

The Spirit King's expression became more complicated and embarrassed, but it was not at this time that he thought about this person who was finally dead. He didn't have the slightest sympathy for Ling Jun, who was feeding the volcano with his soul body, after all, he was thrown into it by that bastard alive in the first place......

Coupled with the fact that this bastard even has the face to mention that person, how can this old man not be angry!

"Qing'er, Qing'er! You can still remember her when you are dying, hehe. I shouldn't have known you in the first place, let alone agreed to the two of you......"

After the old man paused and squeezed out a few words of sneering and scorn, even the volcano, which had a faint sense of vitality, did not bother to glance at it, and disappeared without a trace.