Summon the Mahayana Shadow Corps to establish the Shura Hall.

"You, good."

With a cry of appreciation, the pressure of death suddenly receded.

Next second.

All views are gone.

Only the existence of the high seated god has endured forever.

"Kid Jiang Yan, dare to ask the senior's name."

Jiang Yan hurriedly saluted, knowing that he had encountered an opportunity.

"Since the opening of the Pangu Great God, three thousand innate gods and demons have been born in Chaos.

The three thousand innate gods and demons each hold a congenital avenue, the avenue is not extinguished, and the gods and demons are immortal.

I wield the power of darkness and established the eternal kingdom of darkness, and the world called me the Black God.

Others call me the nameless God of a Thousand Faces, the One of All Things, the Source of Fear for All Living Beings, and the Watchman of Destruction. After

speaking.

The black god was silent for a moment.

During this moment, Jiang Yan trembled.

In the presence of this great being who opened the heavens and the earth, there is a great existence in the world.

The Jiang family is probably a speck of dust.

"So, why are you going to call me?"

Jiang Yan suppressed the horror in his heart, and saluted respectfully:

"Junior Jiang Yan, meet the black god!"

The fear, excitement, and excitement in his heart were rolling violently.

"Hmm."

The black god responded in a low voice, not knowing whether to be satisfied or dissatisfied.

The whole world went silent and did not move.

Jiang Yan endured the impatience in his heart and remained motionless like a sculpture.

He was afraid that if he made one move, he might anger the black god and bring disaster to himself.

"Why aren't you dead yet?"

Suddenly, the black god threw out a strange question.

Jiang Yan's face froze, not knowing why the black god senior said such things.

But the other party wants to kill him.

One thought is enough.

I'm afraid I mean something else.

Between the electric light and flint, Jiang Yan figured out something and shouted:

"Please have mercy on the supreme black god and save the life of the junior."

As if hearing something funny, the black god said,

"What does your life and death have to do with this god?"

Jiang Yan did not despair, he knelt down and kowtowed madly, and shouted at the same time:

"Please seniors save my life, the little ones are willing to be cows and horses to repay the seniors."

Even if it is bleeding on the forehead, the dizziness of the knock.

Jiang Yan did not give up, he gritted his teeth and insisted, determined to impress the black god senior with sincerity.

If seniors don't reach out.

He left the Jiang family, and it was also a dead end!

Horizontal vertical is death, and where it dies, what difference does it make.

"With a dead will, you can get me a roll of the Dao."

The black god suddenly said.

His words are like heavenly sounds.

Jiang Yan, who listened, was overwhelmed and continued to kowtow.

"The disciple meets the master."

The black god threw it casually, and countless darkness condensed into shape, turning into scriptures and pouring into Jiang Yan's brain.

The scriptures are like the incarnation of the avenue, and the words are beautiful.

Jiang Yan's eyes were confused, and he was intoxicated unconsciously.

The black god looked at Jiang Yan, his fingers gently tapped the handle, and silently thought.

"I ran to Tiannan to find the person of atmospheric luck, and I don't know what is special about this holy body."

That's right.

The person who laid down this bureau was Ye Tian, who came to find the person of atmospheric luck.

People in the rivers and lakes must wear vests!

A golden compass appeared in his palm.

'Name: Jiang Yan

' 'Physique: Reverse War Holy Body' Reverse War Holy Body.

This is again an unseen Eucharist.

"The Immeasurable Holy Land exercises Qi infinitely, the benevolent Holy Body is a family in the world, and what is special about the Reverse Battle Holy Body?"

Ye Tianshengnian swept and instantly saw Jiang Yan's body.

From the small cell veins, to the large bone organs, all of them are like the wrinkles in the palm, delicate.

"The first two people of atmospheric luck are both Eucharist.

In this way, non-Eucharist has no atmospheric luck.

In other words, those who are born in the atmosphere are born with the Eucharist.

Ye Tian looked at Jiang Yan thoughtfully.

He had some guesses about Jiang Yan's Reverse Battle Holy Body.

This Eucharist is probably a standard stream of waste materials.

What is a waste material stream?

It is not favored by anyone, and it is looked down upon everywhere you go.

Even a wild dog on the side of the road would not look up to Jiang Yan, who everyone thought.

But everyone will be shocked and shocked by this scrap material!

I was slapped in the face again and again, but I enjoyed it.

"One punch waste? Perhaps that's the answer. Ye

Tian knew Jiang Yan's nickname and thought it was funny.

I can't help but think of a certain bald head, and the corners of my mouth hook a curve.

In order to test his ideas, he gave a practice.

See if it is suitable for Jiang Yan.

If it is not suitable, you can change it at that time,

although Ye Tian has two volumes of the Emperor Sutra in his hand, there are countless spirit-level and saint-level exercises.

A few days passed.

Jiang Yan only got out of the state of enlightenment, woke up, and said gratefully:

"Disciple, thank the master for the Dharma."

Ye Tian said lightly: "

Since you have obtained the inheritance, let's leave."

Without waiting for Jiang Yan to speak, the darkness in front of him slowly faded.

A familiar face appeared in his retina.

"Uncle Hai, why are you here?"

Jiang Wenhai looked worried and said, "

You fainted while packing up your things, so I asked a doctor to treat you."

Fainted?

Jiang Yan subconsciously touched his face without touching the mask.

He hurriedly asked

, "Uncle Hai, have you seen a pure black mask."

Jiang Wenhai shook his head and said

, "No, have you missing something?"

Jiang Yan was about to ask, but suddenly his heart was relieved.

He could feel a voice inside him.

That's the call of the mask.

The mask did not disappear, but merged into his body!

Jiang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, did not dare to show any abnormalities on the surface, and said: "

Before I fainted, I was packing up my father's relics, it seems to be blind."

Jiang Wenhai had no doubt about him, nodded and said:

"Then you should rest well, and don't think about anything during this time."

Jiang Yan just needed time to digest the exercises and secretly accumulate strength, and he lay down honestly.

He closed his eyes and saw that words flowed in the sea, condensed into a single scripture.

"Dark Bible (Unabridged Version)"

"Haha, Jiang Yan's waste pretends to be dizzy, and he is not afraid of being laughed at."

"This punch waster has lived for eighteen years, and his skin is as thick as the city wall, so he doesn't care!"

One after another mocking words floated from outside the door.

Jiang Yan's body was sulking again.

This time things are a little different.

The sulk fell into the dantian, and it turned into black mana!

"This!"

Jiang Yan was stunned and thought of what the Bible said.

What is darkness.

Darkness is not just a color, it is seven emotions and six desires, it is intolerable by law, it is depraved and corrupt.

He is an abyss that embraces all negativity, and at the same time an inexhaustible holy pool.

"I feel that this exercise is particularly suitable for my physique and will help me a lot!"

Jiang Yan never expected that his expression was extremely complicated.

He never expected it.

What used to be harsh and ugly words now feel so good!

......

Only the dark kingdom of shadows.

Ye Tian's eyes reflected the scenery of Jiang Yan cultivating the Dark Bible.

He withdrew his gaze, took out the Asura Order, and said, "

The chess pieces have been laid, so next, the Asura Hall should open in the Middle Continent."