I changed the world

As the outline gradually became clearer, what appeared in front of Zhang Jing was a scene that shocked him extremely.This is an extremely huge broken object, just floating in this dark world.

This floating broken object was so huge in size. The closer he got to it, the more Zhang Jing could feel it. It was like a broken starship floating in deep space, quietly suspended there, a kind of long-lasting feeling. The aura of antiquity hits your face, as if it has been washed away by tens of millions of years...

When he got closer, Zhang Jing finally began to see clearly what kind of huge broken starship it was, and it was clearly an extremely huge broken sword.

Compared with the size of this huge broken sword, Zhang Jing's height is like an insect standing in front of a skyscraper...

The posture of this broken sword at this time was that the tip of the sword was facing Zhang Jing. Zhang Jing could already clearly see the state of part of the sword body and part of the sword grid.

But I saw that only one-third of the blade of this extremely huge sword was left. The surface was mottled and uneven, and the blade was full of jagged gaps and cracks. On the sword body, there was a blazing white plasma. It flowed around, and since the first time he saw it, Zhang Jing felt something extremely depressing, tragic, cruel and even heavy...

In addition...ever since the first time I saw this sword, I could tell that it had some inexplicable connection with me...

Thinking of his current state, Zhang Jing suddenly had a guess in his mind...

His eyes instantly crossed the sword body and came to a position close to the sword grid. As his body sank further, after a while, his eyes could already see the position close to the sword grid. As expected, there were carved Two clear divination characters - "Tian Zhu".

This is indeed the Tianchu Sword!

However, this huge Heavenly Execution Sword at this time is not an enlarged version of his own Heavenly Execution Sword, but has many differences.

Just like the sword body, it is a dark red substance of unknown material, which looks like crystal and metal. Especially the broken parts of the sword body show a texture similar to the texture of a shell, which is not similar to Zhang Jing's. Any kind of material in the impression.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, but Zhang Jing never took his eyes off the huge broken sword. At this time, he was still sinking.

He looked beyond the sword grid and began to observe the position of the sword hilt. The sword hilt was black and seemed to be made of two giant pillars entangled and twisted.The surface of this giant pillar shows an obvious texture of connected joints. It is also neither gold nor wood. At first glance, it is unclear what kind of material it is made of.

Zhang Jing's eyes continued to move forward along the hilt of the sword. At this time, he was still sinking, and his eyes followed the two giant pillars that were tightly twisted and intertwined like giant pillars holding up the sky in myths. , and he didn’t know how long it took, but finally, he saw changes ahead...

At the end of the sword hilt, Zhang Jing saw a scene that shocked him!It was a head as huge as a mountain, connected to the tip of the sword at the end of the hilt. The top of its head had rugged bones and horns, and the dense long and short horns were like bright red thorns, as if it was wearing a crown.The two intertwined and twisted giant pillars that Zhang Jing saw just now that form the hilt of the sword turned out to be the largest and longest two pillars protruding from the top of this huge head.

What on earth is this head? !

The moment he saw the head, a strong sense of oppression that was several times greater than before followed, as if there was some kind of voice singing in a distant place:

"Glory to Leonis,

The tyrannical and greedy prince,

He is watching,

He watches in eternity,

Crowned with thorns and blood,

He is the Lord of all,

Carrying the scourge of majesty.

Ah, the prince of princes..."

Chapter 465: Heavenly Punishment II

This strong impact almost made Zhang Jing unable to think at that moment. However, just for a moment, the plasma originally flowing on this huge broken sword began to boil as if it was irritated. During the flash of lightning, Zhang Jing Jing's ears heard rolling thunder, like dark clouds rolling over the wasteland before a summer rainstorm...

Suddenly, all oppression and strange images were swept away. Zhang Jing immediately reacted. When he looked at the head again, he felt a little more wary.

Zhang Jing carefully looked at the huge head. The outline of the facial features could be vaguely seen on its face, but it was obviously very different from human facial features. At this time, its eyes were closed tightly, and on its forehead, there was an upright stripe. I don't know if the gap is the third closed eye.

I don’t know how many years this head has been cut off. It seems that it has been made into a part of this huge Heavenly Punishment Sword!

Or, to use a more accurate description, Zhang Jing suddenly realized that the Heavenly Punishment sword in front of him was actually made of the body of this huge existence as a material...

Who is this huge being that is used as a sword-making material? !

And who was the great master who forged it into this long sword? !

And why did this long sword become so broken now? !

One question after another flashed through Zhang Jing's mind like a barrage of bullets.

However, before he could think about it carefully, Zhang Jing noticed that his sinking trend had stopped. At this time, he stopped next to the huge head.

It seems that there is some kind of power in the dark that brings him here and allows him to see this giant sword with his own eyes. Zhang Jing vaguely guessed that maybe this is the real body of the Tianchu Sword, and the one in his hand , is the projection of the Tianchu Sword in the real world...

The first time he saw the scene in front of him, Zhang Jing guessed that this sword might not be able to truly come to the real world because of its high status.

However, such a huge weapon may not only be used by gods...

I seem to have discovered something remarkable...

But, what is the purpose of "destiny" bringing him here?I'm afraid it's not just for him to take a look at this giant sword... Zhang Jing still remembers the fact that he is about to face the "side effects" of the wish.

Therefore, he will never regard what he is currently encountering as a mere "coincidence"...

No matter what will happen soon, Zhang Jing has decided to "strike first" to ensure his own safety.So, he silently prayed the name of his teacher Zhang Taihe three times in a specific way in his heart...

Similar to Zhang Jing's current cultivation level, for some plans and discussions against him, if the incident is closely related to him, and the other party's cultivation level is not much higher than his, even if he is not in front of him, he has already Able to obtain vague induction in the dark, so as to confirm in advance through divination and other forms.

As for Zhang Taihe, who is a "saint", he has taken a step further in this regard. Although he is not yet able to achieve the legendary "response to all requests", if someone recites his name, it can already arouse him. of awareness.In other words, it is difficult for monks of this level to make calculations with ordinary so-called "conspiracies".

As for Zhang Jing, if necessary, he can use a specific spell to strengthen this mystical connection.In addition, he is a disciple of Zhang Taihe himself, and there is a "master-slave" relationship behind him. It can be said that he is the person who has the closest relationship with Zhang Taihe in the world today.

Therefore, Zhang Jing's silent prayer at this time is equivalent to providing a clear coordinate for Zhang Taihe to focus on...

Not long after Zhang Jing finished his silent prayer, suddenly and without any warning, on the huge broken sword, the white electric current that had just calmed down suddenly boiled again!And this time, it was even more turbulent than the previous one, with roaring thunder, violent plasma dancing like silver snakes, and the diffuse electric fire wrapping the entire broken sword, and even began to attract the surrounding calamity clouds to gather here. Coming...

To make an inappropriate metaphor, if the situation just now was like a few drops of water dripping into a boiling oil pan, then the current situation is like pouring a ladle of water directly into the boiling oil pan...

Large tributary clouds began to gather, and in the sea of ​​thunder bred in the tribulation clouds, vortices surged, and blazing white currents gathered into larger whirlpools, and began to converge towards the giant sword...

Just when Zhang Jing was watching in horror, wondering whether he should turn around, he saw the huge mountain-like head at the head of the broken sword suddenly moving, and the next moment, three eyes appeared in unison. It opened suddenly!

Flame, blood, and killing, those three eyes that seemed to be burning with endless crimson eyes all looked in the direction of Zhang Jing as soon as they opened.

At the same moment when the eyes opened, the surrounding thunder changed again, and the thunder formed into blazing white chains, like giant pythons winding towards the huge head in layers.The bursting thunder slurry poured directly into the head's facial features, like some kind of cruel punishment, and the head showed a look of pain on its face, wailing silently.

After being tortured like this for a while, the expression on the head gradually faded away, as if the last trace of anger had been wiped away.

He returned to the dull state with his three eyes closed.

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who am I?

where am i? !

In front of you is a blue planet, wide waters, and a continent covered with green vegetation. It looks prosperous, with countless creatures thriving on it...

I have a headache, well...it seems to be bothered by something. I always feel that there are some important things that I can't remember...

It's all really annoying...I don't like any of this...

As soon as he thought about it, on the surface of the planet, as he looked, the atmosphere began to rotate in a way that violated the normal laws under the constraints of some transcendent power. The ionization began to gather, and on the ground, somewhere on the ground, there was something that was focused on. On the mountain range, the crater that had been static for hundreds of years suddenly began to sell black smoke. The next moment, countless volcanic ash began to spray into the air...

The creatures in the surrounding area looked at the sky in panic, and instinctively began to run away into the distance. They screamed in terror, and some small creatures wearing simple clothes and standing on two feet also ran towards the distance. Some were kneeling on the ground, shouting something loudly...

Chapter 466 Old God One

The atmosphere of fear began to spread...

Hmm... It's starting to get interesting. This taste is much more interesting than before...

These tiny races seem to be a little different? !

As panic spreads, invisible links begin to form...

What's this?Well……

They seem to be in awe and worship me?Awe with fear...

These weak races, ha... are too fragile, they can't even bear my gaze...

Well...it doesn't matter, these weak races are not worth caring about...

But...it seems more interesting to try...

After a while, the volcano not far away began to erupt, and the thick volcanic ash dyed the sky pitch black, as if the night had come early...

Magma spreads on the ground, and those bipedal races support each other and start running towards the distance. From time to time, some run slowly and are overtaken by the magma behind them...

The breath of despair and fear, along with the resentment of the death of living beings, gathered in the air...

Hahaha, I feel happy now, it’s such an interesting scene...

I like this scene!

Death, killing, painful cries, weak creatures, please please me as much as possible...

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The familiar sound of drums, rhythmic beating, seemed to come from ancient times, accompanied by countless voices shouting and praying:

"Glory to Leonis,

The tyrannical and greedy prince,

He is watching,

He watches in eternity,

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Are they calling me?

Looking over, passing through the many obstacles, well... I felt the smell of blood, it was really a smell that made me happy...

It was a feeling of joy that came from the heart, as if it were some kind of refreshing fragrance.

Along with the joyful mood, his eyes began to penetrate the barriers...

Well... I saw it...

Under the gaze, there were some tiny beings in black robes. They slit the throats of the two-legged creatures who were kneeling on the ground. The blood dyed the ground red. Under the influence of some inexplicable power, a formation was formed. A mysterious and strange array...

This is...the sacrifice and me...

My servants, this is good...

The power of this diagram is echoing with his own, and the barrier in front of him is getting smaller, and it seems that... he can already penetrate it!

Hahahaha, I will get my sacrifice...

I will give you rewards...

There was a sudden chill in my chest, and then, there seemed to be the sound of something breaking in my ears...

But...no, something feels wrong...

The thought of coming to the sacrificial place has just arisen, but the slight changes just now seem to have activated some disturbing thoughts deep in my heart, and I always seem to feel that something is wrong...

At this moment, there seemed to be some kind of faint thunder rolling past his ears, and his heart moved, and some memories were suddenly recalled by him...

There was a sudden pain in my head...

"No...no...this is not me..."

"I am...I am not Leonis, I am Zhang Jing..."

With this thought, more memories emerged. However, at the same time, the drumming in my ears suddenly began to become more intense. There seemed to be endless light rising around me, and more voices of praise began to sing in my ears. As the edge rose, there seemed to be countless voices praising his greatness, humbly prostrate at his feet...

There is a voice telling him that as long as he is willing, he is the master of all this. The authority, glory, and strength will be taken over by himself, and he will become a great existence that transcends the world...

No...that kind of detachment is not what I want, that kind of greatness is not my greatness...

The last bit of clarity brought about some kind of enlightenment in my heart.

Once he surrenders, "Zhang Jing's" consciousness will be assimilated, and he will truly become "Leonis"...

In a sense, that voice was right, but the obsession in his heart told him that it was definitely not what he wanted...

While the thought of resistance arose, a huge pressure began to be generated invisibly. For a moment, it seemed as if the entire void began to vibrate with anger. The voice in the dark was angrily narrating his sins, and there were streaks of bloody light. Born from the void, illusory mysterious symbols, ornaments, and spiritual symbols spread out, suppressing them layer by layer, as if to seal away his remaining clarity...

"Give me... go back!"

"I...I will never give up..."

On one side is the huge pressure that tears his consciousness, and on the other side, there are countless voices singing and praising... In addition, the seemingly omnipotent power in his body is also tempting him at all times. As long as he is willing, this Great power belongs to him...