The purple light gradually shrank, and a tall figure gradually appeared.

Looking at this suddenly appearing figure, Wang Ye felt a little uneasy inexplicably.

His eyes were closed, his face was majestic, and a silver scar in the center of his forehead made him look even more mysterious.

"Yang Jian......"

Wang Ye looked at this tall and majestic figure and muttered to himself.

After the purple mang contracted, Yang Jian's closed eyes slowly opened. Wang Ye looked at those eyes and the whole person was stunned, the look in those eyes was high, indifferent, ruthless, and contemptuous of everything in the world.

Wang Ye still clearly remembers that when he first saw Yang Jian, his eyes were definitely not such a look of indifference to everything.

"Looks like you're doing well!"

The tone of contempt for everything came into Wang Ye's ears coldly.

"Whew, you, who are you?"

Wang Ye suddenly lost his confidence under Yang Jian's gaze, he couldn't believe or dare to believe that the kind immortal in his memory would be so strange to meet again.

"Who am I? Didn't you know? My name is Yang Jian! ”

Daoyin Miao Miao hit Wang Ye's heart directly, almost making him collapse and break out in a cold sweat. Wang Ye looked at Yang Jian with a look of disbelief.

"Heh, the void has a strong power, you don't have the heart to compare with it, you are really stupid!"

Saying that, Yang Jian paced back and forth as if he were walking on the ground in the high sky.

"Interesting, the black lightning that makes up this sphere is even higher than the level of Zixiao Divine Thunder, it's interesting!"

Yang Jian came to the edge of the black sphere with a diameter of 100 meters formed by the black lightning, and looked at the dense lightning and said.

Wang Ye looked solemnly at Yang Jian in the distance and asked:

"What do you want? It was you who brought me here in the first place, and you said that your spirit completely disappeared and now why did you reappear? ”

Wang Ye waited for me to question without arousing Yang Jian's interest at all, and he still had that indifferent demeanor.

"Disappear? How can it disappear so easily, it's just a trick to deceive children, you actually believe it. As for how it brought you here, well, it can be said that it was because of a magic weapon or a magical power, a one-time consumable, and at that time, I happened to bump into you and died, so I chose you. ”

Yang Jian seemed to be recalling something not worth mentioning, and thought for a long time before slowly speaking.

"Boy, you should be glad that Benjun chose you, you are proud to be my container!"

"Containers? What containers? ”

"Of course, it's the soul container, the body of this monarch is destroyed, and the soul is kept immortal by relying on the one-time magic weapon given by the ancestor, and it just so happens that you died at that time, so I chose you."

"But your body is too weak, too weak to withstand the seizure of this king's soul, otherwise it will all collapse, you are the only one who can fit my soul, so I will not allow you to make any mistakes."

Yang Jian said it easily, everything was taken for granted, but Wang Ye was terrified when he listened, did it turn out that all this was a conspiracy that had been planned a long time ago? He is a pawn.

"You must know that I gave you the Heavenly Eye, the three-pointed two-edged knife, and the Nine Turns Xuangong, but I didn't tell you everything about the divine soul, nor did I leave you a powerful supernatural power, everything is for the present, for you to completely fuse the Heavenly Eye to awaken my divine soul sleeping in the Heavenly Eye."

The more Yang Jian spoke, the more excited he became, his face was crazy and hideous at this time, he had long lost the previous nobility and sacredness above all things, and now he was like a madman.

"Why, why is this happening?"

Wang Ye whispered in disbelief, everything Yang Jian said was too heavy for him, he had always regarded Yang Jian as a master-like existence, and now the change of role suddenly subverted everything he knew, and his heart was buried with endless loss.

"Why? Well, I'll tell you why. I spent my whole life in pursuit of the supreme Heavenly Dao, but in the end I had nothing, and you can't understand the powerlessness of when you find out that your lifelong faith is actually just a deception in the end, when the heavens and all the worlds were reduced to ashes and lost in chaos, and all the gods and Buddhas of the heavens fell, like a beast in a slaughterhouse, the hatred of being slaughtered.

If it weren't for the last moment, I relied on that magic weapon to escape with my soul, and wandered in the endless chaos for endless years, that kind of loneliness, as far as the eye can see, is full of gray despair, you can't feel it either. ”

Yang Jian roared and said to the confused Wang Ye that now he had long lost the dignity of the gods, and all that was left was boundless madness.

"So, you wanted to take my body in the first place, and you laid the groundwork for it?"

"That's right, I've prepared everything from the beginning, the Nine Turns Xuangong is higher than the ** Xuangong, I won't be someone else's pawn this time, I want to be the only person in this universe who plays chess."

Wang Ye looked at the crazy Yang Jian indifferently at this time, looking at each other inexplicably complicated in his eyes.

At this time, things have already developed beyond his expectations, and some of his previous ideas have been verified one by one.

"It seems that there is no good ending, either you die or I die."

Wang Ye looked at Yang Jian and said indifferently, now it's really time to fight for life and death. Wang Ye doesn't want to die, he has too many things to worry about me, Yan, Rena, and those friends have a lot of worries in this universe unconsciously.

Wang Ye is not sure to defeat Yang Jian, and he can't say that he is not sure, it should be said that he is completely unsure.

The other party's name was killed by his own sword, and countless years of cultivation have given him endless heritage, but what about himself? Manda is less than thirty years old, and he is lucky to have his current cultivation, but it is still not enough to see in front of the other party, not to mention that this will be a battle at the level of the divine soul.

"Don't worry, when I take over your body, everything you have will be mine."

"Wait, there's another question, if you want to say that you've been cultivating for countless years, what made you become what you are now."

Wang Ye suddenly remembered those mysterious immortal corpses waiting for me in the Kunlun Secret Realm, perhaps there were inextricable links between them.

"Heh, I don't know what it is, I only know but with the cultivation of my Da Luo Jin Immortal at the peak, I was suppressed by it casually, and I didn't even see the other party's face, and the gods and Buddhas in the sky turned into ashes in an instant."

A look of reminiscence appeared in Yang Jian's eyes, but in an instant, he was buried by deep fear.

Wang Ye really didn't dare to imagine the changes in Yang Jian, what kind of changes made a generation of Tianjiao become like this, there was a big horror in it, but he couldn't explore it.