"Who is the most important person in the world?

It's me!

It's you.

No! It's me!

Let me put it another way, it's you Wang Yan.

No! It's me!

Let me put it another way, it is the name Wang Yan, who is the reincarnation of the ancient gods, with internal strength and true dragon blood, and cultivates to be a martial artist in the early stage of the C-level stage.

No! It's me! (I don't know if you can understand this paragraph, Chic has tried his best to explain, and if you can't see the innocence, you can selectively ignore it!) ）

Wang Yan took that step, and his own true spirit was finally completely integrated into his body.

From this moment on, Wang Yan was no longer afraid of any earth soul attack, and he had lost the weapon of telekinesis. Whether he gained more land or lost more is difficult to explain, but Wang Yan is indeed different.

He has a unique power in his earth, his flesh and blood, and even in every cell, a kind of power that he has become will.

Ten thousand laws are not violated, unstoppable, the power of heaven and earth cannot be broken, and the C-level late-stage gods cannot be stopped!

Any bit of power in the mind can be transformed into oneself, and there is no distinction between priority and subordination, because each one is himself.

And the flesh and strength of his body have been transformed again, Wang Yan has everything in his heart, and any slight change is under control.

And the strange long knife that I encountered in the Lutai Hall not long ago also knew the secret of it very clearly.

That long knife is the embodiment of the will of a certain strong man, and the power of the earth that can compete with the internal force just by compressing the aura is the power of will.

At this time, the cultivation of the Earth King Yan was still in the early stage of the late C-rank, and he could break it with even one look at the long knife again.

I don't know which strong person made the long knife into the will, although it is very powerful, it is also very unstable. It's like a rootless duckweed, and it contains too many mixed things. If nothing else, that force of will is either a joint effort of many people, or it is schizophrenic!

…………

Sitting on the stone bench on the ground of the pavilion, Wang Yan looked at the regular chessboard in front of him, and his brows had already been relaxed.

"What is the Tao?"

The "god" pressed his finger on the "cannon", which was still the classic head cannon.

"Ten Thousand Laws of Nature!"

After the first cannon, it is natural to jump the horse. Wang Yan's face was full of joy and sorrow.

"What is the Tao?"

The "god" gets out of the rook and moves the chess pieces to their positions.

"Heaven and earth are useless!"

Wang Yan replied in his mouth, and the little pawn had already been dispatched.

"What is the Tao?"

The "god" fingers change, the protection disappears, and the "will" and "handsome" face each other again.

"All beings are self-serving!"

Stretching out his hand, the chessboard on the stone table disappeared out of thin air, Wang Yan raised his head and looked at the "god", his eyes were like a thousand deep pools, and he couldn't see the depth.

"What a sentient being! What a sentient being! ”

Hearing Wang Yandi's words, "God" suddenly burst out laughing, and the face that was exactly the same as Wang Yan was full of arrogance and wantonness, where was there still a little tenacity and indifference before.

"Cultivators of my generation should have the heart to look down on the world! You are very good, as long as you don't die, you will become a strong party! ”

"God" looked at Wang Yandi, his eyes were full of relief, it felt like a pig that had been raised for many years would finally be able to arch cabbage.

"You are my past life. I just don't know which of my past lives you are. ”

Wang Yan looked at the self-proclaimed "god" guy in front of him and asked lightly.

"Except for Jiang Ziya's escape using a secret method, none of the six of us and the other people have survived any of the turbulent situations. And even if he escaped, Jiang Ziya finally died at the hands of those people. ”

"God" sighed, and then continued: "I am the embodiment of the will of the remnants of your seven previous lives, and it is their unwillingness and anger when they die! ”

"Who killed you? Haotian God. ”

Hearing the words of this previous life aggregate, Wang Yan asked with some confusion.

"The battle between Haotian and Taihao is even more tragic than imagined, after killing Taihao, he hid, and he didn't have time to escape, where did he have the strength to trouble us! Moreover, although the cultivation of the six of us is not as good as Taihao, there are many other means. Even if he is Haotian, if he wants to kill us, he has to be prepared to be killed! ”

"God" snorted coldly, and it didn't seem to be afraid of Haotian God. However, as soon as he said this, his face suddenly became solemn again.

"Who the hell killed you? Why do you make even Haotian God disdain you so afraid. ”

Wang Yan frowned and asked at the "god".

"Other names...... Can't say ......"

"God" shook his head and did not answer Wang Yandi's question directly.

"Can't say. Why can't it be said. ”

"He fell into a deep slumber after the Great War of the Ancients, and when we mention his name, he senses it and awakens him from his slumber. You should be able to imagine what will happen to him once he wakes up! It's not time to ...... yet."

"When you mention his name, you get sensed. Thus waking up from a deep sleep. ”

The words of "God" made Wang Yan stunned, if you want to say that the art of divination is powerful, as long as you are willing to talk about it, it is not impossible for people to say bad things about themselves. But just mentioning his name will be perceived, which is probably impossible for even a saint to do!

"The power of his earth is not something you and I can imagine, it is an existence that even saints fear!"

At this point, the "God" suddenly sneered.

"Do you know why those saints were able to survive the Great War of the Ancient Times? It's because he was so seriously injured that he had to sleep! If those saints had the courage to fight hard, then his injuries would definitely be much worse than they are now, and even if there were millions of years, he would not be able to recover to the current level! ”

"Seriously injured. Who exactly hurt him. And why would he attack you with serious injuries? ”

Wang Yan's face was full of doubts, such a powerhouse who was more terrifying than Haotian God would be beaten to the ground and had to sleep!

"Wound him...... It is the C-level late emperor of the Lingxiao Heavenly Palace and the earth god lord of the Barbarian God Temple! As for why he killed the seven of us, it was because he accidentally said his name and woke him up from his slumber! ”

"You seem to be a little miserable......"

Wang Yan sighed, and found that the expression of the "god" seemed to be abnormally painful.

"Back then, I was also young and vigorous, and after knowing the existence of 'he', I thought that I was not even afraid of saints, not to mention that 'he' was beaten by the Immortal Emperor and the gods and had to be seriously injured and sleep. Results......"

"What the result. Three hundred rounds of battle. It was still easily seconds. ”

Wang Yan asked out loud.