this infinite world

Chapter 225 Miracle Reappears
Miracle.

This kind of power, which Yang Yun had never heard of before traveling, seems to come from emotion, heart and story.

Emotions are powerful, and extremely positive emotions like courage can often trigger people's stronger potential and make them break through their limits.And in some powerful worlds, emotions can be manifested into actual powerful forces and items.

Such as the lantern ring, the ultimate creation of emotions.

There is power in the soul, and the light of the soul is the best representative. This kind of light that exists deep in everyone's heart has various magical effects, and it goes without saying how effective it is.

Stories also have power, and Yang Yun knows this best... After all, he is now in the middle of a story called "Infinite Horror".

——I can resonate with the emotions of the past, hold the key to the soul, and know the stories of the past.For example, there was a mistake in what Xin Bi'an said just now. When Gong Yeyu sealed the hand of the gods, he did not use the thunder to strike the real dragon, but also borrowed the power of the fragments of the list of gods.

——Then why can't I, who have more accurate information and know the details of the story, be able to do better than Sim Bi'an and the others?

"Leader Xin, you said before, let me surpass it, right?"

When Xin Bi'an and Xin Ke were thinking about what Yang Yun said, Yang Yun suddenly laughed and said, "Then I feel now that I can not only surpass myself, but also surpass your past and what you have done matter."

The slightly arrogant but confident words made Xin Bi'an stunned for a moment, and then he laughed loudly: "Are you so confident, kid?"

"Because the future generations must do better than the predecessors. Otherwise, one generation is not as good as the next generation, and isn't civilization declining more and more?"

Yang Yun replied calmly, and a small electric arc also lit up from his body: "There has never been a principle of getting stronger with age... What's more, if the result of the battle is not as good as borrowing power, then I am really sorry for my predecessors, and I want to apologize to them."

"Your words have scolded the two of us who borrowed the power of our predecessors and have not won the final victory."

Sim Bi'an's laughter grew louder, and in an instant, this guy's smile stopped, and he said in a serious and serious tone: "...Are you confident? Ashiya Michimitsu is not such an easy opponent to deal with."

"If I don't have self-confidence, I won't come back here again." Yang Yun said calmly: "But with my current strength, the power to reproduce the miracle is still not enough. So I ask you two to use my strength Lend it to me and fight by my side."

"Then, we go to win."

Xin Bi'an looked at the figure in front of her with emotion, as if seeing herself more than 500 years ago, she tilted her head slightly, and asked as always: "What do you think?"

"Isn't the answer obvious?"

Xin Ke replied calmly: "We are dead people after all, and what remains here are only the residues of the past, and whether it is the fate of the world or the future salvation, it will always be in the hands of those who are still alive."

"That makes sense." Xin Bi'an turned his head and looked at Yang Yun: "Then, do what you want, don't worry about us, we will stick to the last moment and provide you with strength."

"Come on." Xin Ke also said concisely: "You can."

Then, the two turned into streamers at the same time, pouring into Yang Yun's body.

……

I can feel the power surging in my body.

Under the blessing of Nether's core, Yang Yun's thinking went further after the third-order gene lock was opened, so that Yang Yun could recall every detail of his previous life more clearly, as well as every scene in "The Beginning of Death" he had seen. A story, even every sentence.

Spanning thousands of years, trace back the older memories, and then trigger miracles from the memories.

There is fighting, there is pain, there is sadness, and there is emotion.

What is cut?
"I set up a great teaching, called "Jie", to intercept a ray of life between heaven and earth, not only for human beings, but also for all kind and hardworking creatures. I treat everyone equally, I am willing to bear all the suffering in the world, and I am willing to fight against the cruelty and ruthlessness of heaven , I am willing to fight for this for the rest of my life, I only wish that good and evil will be rewarded..."

Gong Yeyu is both lucky and unlucky, fortunately, he has an extremely strong power, which can make him carry out the power in his heart; but unfortunately, even he, who is the protagonist of the bright face of the era, is ultimately powerless to resist seven The siege of the hands of the gods, and finally degenerated into the No.8 hand of the gods, but fortunately his natural aura has not faded away, and finally gave the hope of the future to Pei Jiao...

That man has always been so courageous, without any confusion, protecting the weak behind him, and carrying the responsibility on his shoulders to move forward.

Then, go to fight.

Fight with ghosts, fight with corruption, fight with evil, fight with sin, fight with injustice in this world, fight with this unfair world...

Even, fight with the fallen self, the self that has been corroded by sin!

But fighting is not without reason. It is because of the fiery belief that we can go forward bravely in the battle.Not to destroy something, but to save something; not to destroy something, but to protect something!

"I swear, I will protect this land forever, and the people I love on this land!"

These are the words Gong Yeyu yelled when he faced the hands of the seven gods.Although his body was infected by sin, and even the light of his heart was temporarily obscured by the huge negative emotions like a deep sea, his faith was still firm, and in the end at the end of the world, he had fallen into the hand of God He swung that knife towards the sky, which temporarily stopped the "original sin", and it was also the knife that came from the dark Gaia...

——Yes, people always have some memories that people don’t want to forget even when they die. Whether it’s hatred, emotion, feelings or beliefs, those are things that cannot be forgotten or violated no matter what. Buried in the deepest part of the soul, that is the so-called light of the soul.

With emotion as salary, heart as fire, and stories as guidance, it will eventually lead to miracles.

"I think I should understand something."

Yang Yun murmured softly, the tiny lightning that danced on his body surface turned into purple, then flashed arcs, turned into plasma, and then turned into a clear and clear purple lightning.

It is not a miracle that Yang Yun and Zhang Jie returned to the Grudge.

Sim Bi'an and the Fourth Regiment's sacrifice of everything is also not a miracle.

Liuli's persistence for thousands of years is not a miracle.

But when many inevitabilities gather here, the light of miracles can bloom.

With a move of the right hand, the purple-black Hell Thunder Knife quietly fell into the palm of the hand as seen by the outside world before, and under the washing and washing of the clear and clear lavender current, the sinful and resentful aura on the knife began to gradually fade away, revealing Belong to the original appearance.

From a wild appearance to a little ordinary, from a sense of evil and darkness to restrained and thick, the Hell Thunder Knife eroded by sin turned into a wide and thick long knife in a short moment, The blade is pitch black, the hilt is dark purple, and there is a faint purple aura around the blade.

Even if it is still, the new Zilei Knife still exudes an unparalleled domineering and mysterious feeling, and it is completely unrecognizable from its previous appearance.But the star-pointed purple awns leaking from the inside, and the sense of destruction hidden in it, can prove that after washing away the lead, this is what the Zilei Sword should look like!
"it's time."

Breaking away from the world of inner consciousness, feeling the high-spirited fighting spirit deep in his heart, Yang Yun moved forward and gently slashed his knife.

The miracle reappeared, and the thunder was like a waterfall, engulfing the world.

(End of this chapter)