This look is hard to describe, it is a kind of heartache and unbearable, and there is also a trace of reluctance and determination.
He remembered that a certain man once told him that he already knew his ultimate mission, his life, and needed to save it until that day came.
After a while, Xiao Ji said: "I still remember you said that you have your own final mission..."
Xiao Ji closed his eyes slightly, and fell into the memories of that year.
He once asked Mu Yang that the Holy Lord is so powerful that no one can compete with him, and what to do in the future.
The man told him.
He has his own mission. Since the first meeting that year, he has decided that in the future, no one will be able to hurt her in this world.
Yes, he has his own mission to seal the triple seal of physical evolution with a mortal body.
When the third seal is released, the blue sky will change color for him, all the beasts will mourn for him, all the suffering in this world will eventually make way for him, and those who bully her will fall into endless hell.
He will use his own life to end all bad luck.
He hopes that this day will come, and he also hopes that this day will never appear.
"Perhaps, it's really time for you to fulfill your promise..."
Xiao Ji opened his eyes again: "I admit you, let me see if your ultimate power at the price of your life can make this world feel real pain."
"Is... who is..."
Lin Yan's body trembled violently, and fear appeared in his eyes.
"Mu Yang." Xiao Ji looked at Lin Yan.
"Wang Jingyang... No, absolutely not!" Lin Yan's heart seemed to be pinched tightly by an invisible giant palm: "Tell him to run, no!"
"I think he's already mentally prepared. This may be the time when he can rival the Suns..."
"I! Say! No! Yes!" Lin Yan's forehead showed blue veins.
"This is his own choice... and he has no choice. I hope you will respect him." Xiao Ji said.
Lin Yan was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and he sat paralyzed on the ground for a moment.
…
Wang Jingyang looked at the clones all over the floor, the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Master, long time no see."
The Holy Lord is dressed in old clothes, and his gestures seem to have divine power, with a kind of oppressive force that all living beings cannot resist, as if everything has become illusory in front of him, only him, the existence of eternity.
"Mu Yang." The Holy Master stared at Wang Jingyang for a long time, without any expression on his face: "Yes, you have grown up and become stronger."
Wang Jingyang smiled: "If you want to kill Muyan, you have to step over my corpse first."
The Lord shook his head and said indifferently: "You let me down so much."
From the face of this Holy Master, one can see the vicissitudes of time, one can see the righteous way in the world, and one can also see that his anger cannot be appeased.
"Whether it's Mu Yan or these cloning evolutionaries, they shouldn't exist in this world." The Lord said.
"Really." Wang Jingyang didn't care.
"From the day the three of you stepped into the Holy Land, you should know what the Holy Land represents."
"Balance and justice." Wang Jingyang sneered: "But this kind of balance and justice... who stipulated it, is it you?"
"Needless to say, you are becoming more and more like those disgusting cloning evolutionists. I won't kill you today, but I hope you can do it yourself." The Holy Master waved his hand.
The smile on Wang Jingyang's face continued: "It is said that the Lord of the Holy Land is the strongest evolutionary in the world, comparable to a true god... It is my honor to fight against the strongest in the world."