Zhan Shen: I am the spokesperson of the Black King, starting time is zero

At this moment, a roar resounded through the sky, and the world suddenly went dark.

In the distance, a huge black dragon suddenly appeared. The dragon's shadow covered the sky and the terrifying aura was raging. Even the golden light spots were temporarily suppressed.

Whether intentional or not, the mortal world's divine realm was briefly extended due to his pressure.

"This is Nidhogg?"

Everyone looked up at the sky, stunned.

They had seen this dragon shadow before, so they naturally recognized it.

But when I saw it before, it wasn’t as huge as it is now, almost supporting the entire sky.

Although they were several miles apart, they could clearly feel the terrifying pressure.

They didn't know what had happened, but Lin Xuan was Nidhogg's agent after all. Nidhogg's appearance must be related to Lin Xuan.

Chen Muye felt relieved. As expected, Nidhogg would not ignore his agent.

A smile appeared on Chen Muye's lips.

Then, he saw the dragon shadow looking into his eyes from a long distance, with a red-gold light flashing in its pupils.

Other people on the street also saw the dragon shadow. They were surprised to find that after the dragon shadow appeared, their disappearance speed had slowed down a lot.

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In a low house.

My aunt thought Yang Jin was scared by the thunder, so she also took him back and comforted him softly.

"Ajin, it's okay, don't be afraid."

Yang Jin pursed his lips tightly, and after a while, he slowly spoke.

"Well, you've raised me and my brother for over ten years, and you're so tired every day. Don't you regret it?"

"What are you talking about, kid?"

My aunt tapped Yang Jin's forehead lightly and scolded him with a smile.

"You two are both so sensible. I'm so happy that I don't even feel tired!"

My aunt was suddenly stunned.

She discovered that her fingertips began to emit golden light.

She was stunned for a moment, and the look in her eyes gradually became complicated.

She remembered everything.

The woman squatted down, held Yang Jin in her arms, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, just like she did when they were children.

"Don't cry, Jin, I'm fine. I'm already content to be able to accompany you and your brother for this long."

"Mom, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!"

Yang Jin hugged his mother tightly, tears instantly welling up in his eyes.

Ten years ago, these gods of Daxia were still in reincarnation and were unable to prevent this tragedy.

This is a failure on their part.

"Child, you..."

The aunt was suddenly stunned. She saw beautiful lines appearing in her son's eyes.

At this moment, she suddenly understood what this was.

This is a divine pattern.

Her child turned out to be the reincarnation of a god!

PS: Um, ahem, this, that...

(Rub hands together)

(Looking expectantly)

(//?//)

Chapter 106 Variables

Yang Jin released his arms from hugging his mother and took three steps back.

boom.

He knelt before his mother and bowed down.

"I, Yang Jian, apologize on behalf of all the gods of Daxia!"

"I'm sorry, we're... late."

My aunt hurried forward and helped Yang Jin up.

"My child, I don't know what gods are or aren't. I just hope you're well and can take care of yourself even when I'm gone."

She doesn't know what it means to apologize or not, she doesn't even care about her child's identity. As a mother, she just hopes that her child can be well and happy every day.

She is a selfish mother.

"mom···"

Yang Jin pursed his lips and was about to say something when he suddenly heard a dragon roar from outside.

He was surprised to find that after the dragon's roar, his mother's soul became stable.

Although the flesh was still dissipating, the speed began to slow down.

Yang Jin turned his head and looked out the window, with an inexplicable look in his eyes.

That black dragon should be related to my brother's friend.

He had never even met the other person, but he had already owed the other person several favors.

A gray cloth bag appeared in his hand and he held it high.

"Mom, this is the Celestial Lord's soul bag. It can gather the souls of all the victims in the city and protect them properly.

When the Heavenly Lord reshapes your body one day, you will be able to be resurrected."

Yang Jin said.

With the help of the black dragon phantom, the souls of all the victims in this city were stabilized and would not dissipate easily.

It was a great help.

These are millions of souls. Even if they are all ordinary people, it would be a huge cost to stabilize them all.

I think the other party has also put in a lot of effort.

He turned to look at his mother and bowed deeply again.

"Mom, please wait for me."

"Good boy, mom will wait for you, no matter how long it takes."

Aunt smiled and rubbed Yang Jin's head, and the wrinkles on her face bloomed like brilliant flowers.

"A Jin, please take good care of yourself and your brother. Your brother is a stubborn person. If he knew that mom was dead, I'm afraid..."

"Mom, don't worry, my brother will be fine."

Yang Jin came to the window and raised the gray cloth bag in his hand.

"——Soul is back!"

Above Cangnan City, countless souls seemed to have received guidance and rushed straight towards the soul bag, like rivers flowing into the sea.

Only one soul was drawn and rushed in another direction.

Yang Jin sensed something was wrong and subconsciously wanted to stop it, but when he realized the identity of the person who attacked him, he stopped.

It’s the black dragon shadow.

Noticing Yang Jin's gaze, the dragon shadow nodded at him imperceptibly.

Yang Jin then let it go.

He murmured in a low voice that only he could hear.

"When Zhao Kongcheng died, his soul was not found either. It seems that it was also taken away."

Yang Jin put away the cloth bag. He looked up at the black dragon shadow, his eyes became firm, as if he had made some kind of decision, and turned to walk out.

When he walked to the door, there was a six or seven-year-old child wearing a red sweatshirt blocking the door, licking a lollipop and waiting for him.

"Yang Jian, if you go alone, you'll just die. Take me with you."

The child spoke, his voice serious.

Among these Great Xia gods, only Yang Jian recovered quickly, but even so, it was difficult for him to kill a fully-powered foreign god.

Not to mention, there is more than one Outer God in Cangnan City now.

"No, you won't be able to do that. Going there before your strength has recovered will only lead to your death."

Yang Jian just shook his head and turned to look at the dark dragon shadow in the distance.

"Nezha, you don't have to stop me.

If the foreign gods dare to invade, we must announce our return in the most fierce way and tell them that there are gods in Daxia!

Although I haven't fully recovered, I still have my godhood and the power to reincarnate for a hundred years!"

He took a step forward, put his fingers in his mouth, and whistled.

The next moment, a black vicious dog rushed over from a distance, with blood flowing from the corner of its mouth.

It was the blood of the two Klein Realm behemoths.

Yang Jin took another step forward.

The vast divine power surged throughout his body. In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and divine thunder rolled!

Yang Jin is here, becoming a god!

"Today, kill the god!"

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Lin Qiye stared blankly at the scene before him. The entire city turned into ruins in an instant, with only vast golden light floating above the city.

The moment this scene entered Lin Qiye's mind, the first thing that came to his mind was denial.

This must be a trick of Loki's!

But the next moment, a sea of ​​golden light rushed towards him and poured into his body.

There seemed to be a golden furnace burning fiercely in Lin Qiye's eyes.

He felt that there seemed to be something more in his mortal world divine realm. No, it should be said that now it was the complete mortal world divine realm.

In a trance, Lin Qiye saw the angel again.

The six-winged angel opened his eyes, and the golden light in his pupils almost obscured the brilliance of the sun behind him.

He looked at Lin Qiye.

"You came."

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boom----

The earth collapsed and blood spilled into the sky.

Yang Jin held Indra's head in one hand, his eyes as cold as ice.

The thunderclouds dissipated in an instant, and the light of the setting sun shone on him, outlining his figure in golden color.

Yang Jin threw the head aside and rushed towards Loki.

A Taoist monk in plain clothes suddenly stopped him.