"What? Are you disappointed that I didn't die?"

Yuan Junyan asked rhetorically, struggling to pull the black cross out of his chest, and the long sword that was supposed to be used to end the Millennial Son was covered with black "mud", as if it had just been pulled out of the swamp.

That was Yuan Junyan's Yin Spirit.

And his chest had now lost its camouflage: a regular circular cavity appeared where it should have belonged to the heart, and the power of the Yin Dynasty filled it like mud - where the Black Cross had struck.

Seeing the gradual loss of borrowed power, Yuan Junyan, who knew that he was not Ling Xian's opponent, took a risky move - he was gambling, betting that he was strong enough in his life from another world, and that he could temporarily survive without losing his heart!

He, the bet wins!

Yuan Junyan used the power of the yang to unknowingly dig a hole in his chest, and then filled it with the yin line, disguised as a normal appearance, and deliberately exposed the flaws to trick the immortal into "stabbing" himself.

Lingxian thought that she had stabbed Yuan Junyan, but in fact, she had only stabbed a piece of Yin Spirit. So now, the sword used to end the Millennial Son has fallen into the hands of the Millennial Son.

The black energy chest surged, and fresh flesh grew out at a rapid pace...... A brand new heart took shape in his chest, and Yuan Junyan's pale face gradually regained its bloody color.

"It's so dangerous! I almost can't hold on! Sure enough, losing my heart is still too reluctant......

Dizziness and chest tightness, pain all over the body, Yuan Junyan's body couldn't stop trembling. Emptying his chest and losing his heart is too crazy, even for Yuan Junyan, it is equivalent to walking before the ghost gate closes.

Although the physical recovery power has reached an inhuman level, he is not immortal after all. Thankfully, it's all worth it. Looking at the black cross he held in his right hand, Yuan Junyan, who had taken away this "ritual weapon", felt that he had won the victory.

Having been robbed of the Black Cross, the key ritual weapon to open a new reincarnation, what kind of expression would the immortal have? Is it regret, chagrin, anger, panic, or remorse?

Looking at Ling Xian, Yuan Junyan wanted to appreciate the desperate expression of the loser with the attitude of a victor.

But there was none, and the expressions of the defeated dogs that Yuan Junyan expected, there was none on Lingxian's face. At this moment, Ling Xian looked at Yuan Junyan's eyes with only pity.

It's like a pastor presiding over a stranger's funeral, with that kind of high-minded, non-caring pity on his face.

him a mercy!

Yuan Junyan was enraged all of a sudden, and with a stroke of his left hand, the blood-colored cross sword was also summoned into his hand.

With a blood cross in his left hand and a black cross in his right hand, the "God-binding armament" had already faded, and Yuan Junyan ignited the last bit of God-binding power that was left.

"What's that look on your face? Are you pitying me? Get out! I don't need your pity, get out!"

Yuan Junyan roared angrily, holding his twin swords and killing Ling Xian. The spiritual energy of the Earth Binding God burned like a flame in his body, blooming with its last rays.

On the other hand, Lingxian did not dodge or dodge, turning a blind eye to Yuan Junyan's attack, as if what he was facing was not an enemy to kill, but a child who wanted to throw himself into his arms.

In the corners of his eyes, tears were left.

"Kid, I'm sorry......"

Lingxian muttered in a low voice, closed her eyes and couldn't bear to look at it, but she made a verdict:

"In the name of Lingxian, reincarnation turns!"

Yuan Junyan couldn't hear Lingxian's whispering, but he keenly sensed that she was "grieving" and closed her eyes—even though this grief made Yuan Junyan feel sick.

It's so abnormal to close your eyes when you're attacked. Before Yuan Junyan could doubt, he felt that his right hand was empty, and his chest was in sharp pain at the same time.

Looking down, Yuan Junyan was surprised to find that the black cross in his hand was gone, and the sword was steadily piercing through the heart and inserting it into his chest.

"It's ...... What's going on......" Yuan Junyan was puzzled.

It hurts! It hurts! Every beat of his heart hurts! Yuan Junyan's killing momentum was instantly disintegrated, and he fell from mid-air clutching his chest.

"What's going on? Why did the Black Cross stab me? I didn't get stabbed by the Black Cross before......

Yuan Junyan can't understand, not at all. Since he didn't know the trigger mechanism of the black cross, Yuan Junyan had been careful to watch out for this sword in the previous battle with Lingxian, and he had never been hit by the black cross, and he didn't even get scratched.

At that time, my chest was empty, hollowed out by myself, how could it be considered a black cross?

Yuan Junyan racked his brains, but he couldn't find the reason. But soon he had no time to think about it, for the Black Cross was like a whirlpool, devouring his power and consciousness.

Soon, Yuan Junyan felt weak and drowsy.

No, this sword must be drawn!

Yuan Junyan gritted his teeth in pain, dragged his already weak arm to hold the black cross with difficulty, and used all his strength to pull the sword out of his chest.

"Ah......h

Yuan Junyan roared, cold sweat broke out on his head, and his muscles flared up. Finally, the long sword brought out a lot of blood, and the black cross was still his face out.

Staring at the Ling Immortal walking in front of him, the ring on Yuan Junyan's right hand quickly opened a spatial door and threw the black cross inside.

"Whew...... It's not over yet......"

Putting down the cruel words, Yuan Junyan leaned on the blood cross and trembled and tried to stand up. But before he could get up, there was another pain in his chest. At the time of the sting, Yuan Junyan seemed to see Ling Xian shaking his head.

It's still that position, it's still the same black crosssword. Yuan Junyan fell down with a thud under the severe pain, clutching his chest in disbelief.

"How...... How can it be...... I obviously threw it into the Supreme Fantasy Realm, how could this sword escape from that Illusion Realm!"

Yuan Junyan finally became frightened, he used the ring to send the black cross into the Supreme Illusion Realm, this sword could actually descend to Tianyuan with his own strength, and then accurately stab himself in the chest!

It's a Lingxian! It must be a ghost made by a Lingxian! Yuan Junyan has only seen two people who have the ability to open the Supreme Illusion Realm, one is himself, and the other is the Lingxian in front of him!

"You did it, didn't you, did you want to kill me like that?"

Yuan Junyan didn't dare to pull out the Black Cross again, because this sword seemed to have the ability to ignore distance and defend against stabbing him, so he could only let the Black Cross devour his power little by little, making him weaker and weaker.

He stood up, but his legs were limp and half on his knees, just like the last "millennial child" who was crucified by a blood cross.

Is this reincarnation? A thought suddenly broke into Yuan Junyan's mind.

"No, it's not me. Lingxian shook her head again and explained:

"I also have to use the 'key' in your hand to have the ability to open the Supreme Fantasy Realm. It is you yourself who underestimate the 'authority' of the Black Cross. Once you've been stabbed by the Black Cross – even if it's a pretended one, it's all about to be doomed. ”

"Once the 'Hit the Millennial Child' condition is met, even I can no longer control the Black Cross. Now, no matter what you do, you can't change the fact that the Black Cross has hit the Millennial Child. ”

Because, this fact has been recognized by the law of cause and effect. ”

Yuan Junyan instantly understood Ling Xian's words. It's useless to pull out the Black Cross, it's useless to destroy it, it's useless to transfer it to the Ultimate Realm or even other worlds. No matter what he does, the sword will revert to its state of "having stabbed the Millennial Child".

The weapon of the law of cause and effect is a weapon "fictionalized" by the original absolute king, the ancestor of the secret rites. It is said that the ancestor of the secret rites once wanted to create a bow and arrow, and it became an unchangeable fact that he wanted to "hit the target" at the same time as the arrow was fired.

The Ancestor of the Mystic Rite referred to this weapon as a "weapon of cause and effect". When the "cause" is planted, the "effect" will come true.

However, the Ancestor of the Mystic Rite failed in the end. In the failures again and again, he realized that the level of the Tian Yuan World was not enough, and the level of the absolute king was not enough. Only at a higher level can it be possible to use this kind of god-like power.

It was impossible for Yuan Junyan to have the power that even the Ancestor of the Secret Rite asserted that the Absolute King Heaven could not touch...... Obviously, the Blood Cross is very ordinary, just an ordinary artifact.

"No...... I don't believe it!"

Yuan Junyan was getting weaker and weaker, and his consciousness began to blur. Although he had long since lost the strength to move his body, he still raised his head high.

"The Law of Cause and Effect weapon is a power that even the Absolute King cannot touch, I don't believe that Black Cross can have this ability! Don't try to lie to me!"

"The Black Cross doesn't have that kind of power, so it has to stab you to take effect. ”

Facing this boy who was about to end this life, Ling Xian patiently answered Yuan Junyan's doubts, leaned down and gently hugged him.

"Promise me, don't fall again in the next life, grow up obediently, learn step by step, gain strength, and lead Tian Yuan to victory, okay?"

Lingxian whispered in the boy's ear. Yuan Junyan was gradually unable to open his eyes, and his consciousness could leave this body at any time.

"No, I refuse!"

Yuan Junyan, who was already dazed, but he didn't know where another force burst out, and he actually pushed Ling Xian away and broke free from the latter's embrace.

"I refuse! I, Yuan Junyan is not your puppet, and I will not be at your mercy!"

"If I don't even have the power to control my own destiny, what can I do to change the fate of the Tian Yuan World!"

"So, I, refuse!"

In Ling Xian's surprised gaze, Yuan Junyan actually had the strength to open a spatial passage under his feet and fall into it.

It was the power of the Earth Binding God, the last gift from the Dragon.

This is almost self-defeating. The spiritual nature of a spiritual person, like his soul, is unique. Even if it is to transmit power, it is to use psionic energy that has not been transformed as much as possible. But then you can't rashly accept other people's spiritual qualities, and the conflict of power will be regressive, or at worst, you will explode on the spot and die.

Yuan Junyan is a child who has been conceived in the body of the "dragon" for thousands of years, and has a high degree of compatibility with the power of the earthbound god-dragon. But even so, it was still an extremely painful thing to bear the power of the Earthbound God.