"Crack!"

The cracking sound suddenly sounded in the thick fog.

The Young Master, who was still full of expectations, suddenly looked stiff, and then looked at the open space in front of him with a little unbelievable expression in his expression.

There, Liu Zhengyang's body that should have been shattered is still intact as before!

The most important thing is that the ice crystals on Liu Zhengyang's body have disappeared!

The young master's body suddenly shook, and then he met Liu Zhengyang's eyes.

What kind of look is that!

Young Master had never seen such a look, purely as if he was staring at the starry sky, without any mood swings.

And this situation also made him a little bit afraid.

This feeling... actually made him feel like he was meeting God!

It was obvious that Liu Zhengyang had not given him such a unique feeling, but it was different now. Seeing Liu Zhengyang who had become a little strange and extremely powerful before him, the young master's expression was a little tranced.

"Speaking of which, I would like to thank you too! If it weren't for you, I might not have felt how powerful this force is!"

Liu Zhengyang suddenly said.

Looking at the faint smile on his face.

The Young Master's complexion began to become uncertain, and finally glanced at Liu Zhengyang coldly, and took a deep breath: "As the Young Master of Apocalypse, I will not succumb!"

"You don't even know the power of Apocalypse! As a member of the referee team, I now declare that you are guilty!"

After speaking, he tore open his shirt, revealing a one-eyed tattoo on his body.

Although which eye was tattooed on him was tightly closed, it gave Liu Zhengyang a feeling of vitality, which made Liu Zhengyang frowned slightly.

"Great Lord, benevolent father, please lower your mighty power and punish this guilty person in front of you! Let him know how powerful and unstoppable your power is!"

The young master said something, and a mysterious power gathered above his head.

This makes Liu Zhengyang feel a little weird.

The first is the way the young master prays, he disagrees very much.

As a monk, the biggest goal is to complete self-transcendence. In the eyes of a monk, there is only one real enemy, and that is himself!

And what about the young master in front of him?

Even the power needs prayer to be able to obtain, is such power still your own power?

This is the first time that Liu Zhengyang has officially played against a foreign power.

Perhaps because of cultural differences, the monks' understanding of power has been greatly deviated.

But Liu Zhengyang still firmly believes that power is better under his control.

The power of this kind of prayer is only an external force after all! On the contrary, it is a bit like the scene of ancient sacrifices.

The object of the young master’s prayer is the **** in his mouth, and the object of the ancient sacrificial prayer is not the same as the god?

When the mysterious power condensed to its extreme state, the one-eyed tattoo on the young master's chest suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes were vicissitudes and profound, as if to devour human souls.

If the power of the soul is slightly weaker, it is very likely that this look alone will lose the will to resist! But this level of soul attack was nothing to Liu Zhengyang.

Although Liu Zhengyang was also shocked, it was only shocked, and his eyes were still clear.

Looking at the vertical eyes, he smiled and asked, "Are you the so-called god?"