Next to Naihe Bridge, on the bank of Wangchuan River.
"I said you are too fast!"
A figure in the distance rushed to Wang Bugui's side in an instant, panting.
"Brock?! Why are you in Huangquan?" Wang Bugui was shocked and confused.
Logically speaking, the God of Death manages life and death in the West, and since there is a underworld in the East, it must be the God of the East who manages it. Why is Bullock here
"Can't I come to Huangquan? Let me tell you, they and I are all traveling together and are here to visit!" Bullock grinned.
"You transformed into a clone and came here. Aren't you afraid of being chased away by me?"
At this moment, Po Meng walked forward.
Bullock covered his mouth and smiled when he saw this, and said: "Don't worry, I'm here to discuss his matter with you."
"When a dead person comes to Huangquan, he will be under the control of Huangquan. What does it have to do with you?" Po Meng said slowly.
"It's like seeing a foreigner like this. At least we met thousands of years ago." Bullock actually communicated with her in fluent Chinese.
"I just do what I have to do, and you can tell me what you have to say." Mrs. Meng showed no emotion at all.
When Bullock faced her, he seemed to have no choice but to get straight to the point and said, "I'm here to take this person away. As for the reason, look at what's around his neck."
After saying this, he pointed at Wang Bugui's neck, took off the small pendant, and gave it to Po Meng.
"This is!"
Po Meng recognized what it was at a glance. Her beautiful eyes, which had not been moved for thousands of years, were now shocked, and she turned her gaze to the young man next to her.
"What's wrong?" Wang Bugui frowned.
He knew that this small pendant had great origins, but he never thought that even Po Meng could recognize it.
But Mrs. Meng ignored him, only turned to look at Bullock, frowned and said: "Is he really the chosen one?"
"Are you even more clueless than me? After this thing appeared, I stayed with him for a long time and helped him a lot. Anyway, I'm sure it's him." Bullock smiled.
"Why would someone chosen by this thing commit suicide?" Po Meng asked again.
"Don't you also know? He died for love. The detailed process was that the person he loved was threatened. If he didn't commit suicide, the person he loved would die." Bullock spread his hands and answered.
"But his cultivation is completely ruined. Even if he is taken away by you, will he still be able to complete his mission?" Po Meng asked again.
Bullock shook his head when he heard this and chuckled: "Don't you still know what kind of monster you are, the person being circulated by this thing?"
"No matter what, I believe Wang Bugui can take on this important task. Just trust my intuition."
Mrs. Meng was silent when she heard the words. She just looked up and down at the people around her, as if she wanted to see some clues. She was trying to find something in her sea of consciousness.
After a moment, she finally remembered and exclaimed in shock: "It turns out to be you! The person who reincarnated here thousands of years ago!"
"You know my past life?!" Wang Bugui was also shocked.
He already knew that he had a previous life, but now that Po Meng has seen him, perhaps he can solve the mystery of his previous life.
"It turns out that you were reincarnated so late, so it seems that you and her should have met again. Is this a destined fate or an inescapable fate?" Po Meng exclaimed.
Her eyes were wandering, and she thought about the pendant again, making it even more difficult to calm down her turbulent heart.
"Senior, do you know my past life? Please tell this junior!" Wang Bugui asked with his fists clasped.
"No, the past and present lives must not be messed up. If you want to know your past life, you need to rely on yourself. I cannot force interference. This is God's will that cannot be violated."
Mrs. Meng was resolute and refused to reveal any information.
"This" Wang Bugui put down his hand.
He has personally learned how strong the will of heaven is. The higher the realm, the more worried people are. If they violate it, they will suffer disaster. Although I desperately wanted to know, I couldn't harm others.
"Okay, don't waste time here. I can't hold on for too long. Resurrection and go back with me." Bullock appeared between the two of them and forcibly interrupted the conversation.
"But how do you plan to resurrect him? This person is not on your death list, and with that pendant, it is even less likely that he will be on the book of life and death." Po Meng asked.
Bullock raised his lips slightly and said: "It's just the pendant. If I remember correctly, it contains a supreme magic. It should be able to be used once more by now."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand to check the pendant. After a moment, he said with a smile: "You're lucky, kid. Although you don't have enough spiritual power, the Taoism still exists and will soon disappear."
"Ameng, your interpretation is faster than mine. You cast the spell, and I will convert the magic power into spiritual power to help you!"
"Don't call me Amon!"
Po Meng looked disgusted, but she still took the pendant in her hand, and then quickly started to check how to cast the spell. Within a few breaths, she began to cast spells.
Ancient and mysterious spells continued to be heard, and Bullock injected spiritual power behind him, and even borrowed some of his own magic power, causing him to be devastated by the catastrophe in the outside world.
With the implementation of Taoism, various wills of the Taoism began to appear, and the situation in the world changed. Countless petals from the other side were carried up by the strong wind, but in an instant these wills disappeared together.
The strong wind suddenly stopped and rain fell all over the sky. It can be clearly seen that those great wills turned into pure energy and poured into Wang Bugui's body crazily.
"Buzz!"
After a while, all movement calmed down. Wang Bugui's whole body glowed with bright light, and his injuries were completely healed the moment the light possessed him.
Then, he felt a breath coming from his body. It was its appearance that gave Wang Bugui a sense of life again. This was the breath of life.
And his soul gradually emitted golden light, which was the unique light of the soul.
"It's done, it's amazing!"
Bullock couldn't help but sigh, even he was moved by this kind of magic. Wang Bugui died so much that his soul was about to disappear, but he was able to restore his soul to its original state.
"The power of my soul." Wang Bugui said to himself.
He felt that his soul had become much stronger, and all the lost soul power had returned, and it was even a little stronger.
"Very good, let's go quickly and return to the outside world. I can't hold it anymore." Bullock urged.
Then he cast a spell to teleport Wang Bugui to the outside world, turned around and said goodbye to Po Meng, saying: "Thank you for your help, but can you reveal his identity to me?"
"He does not belong to this world. To be precise, he does not belong to this plane. His background is not small. After all, he alarmed many people when he came to me."
"He once drank the water of forgetfulness and asked us to resurrect the woman's soul, saying that he would find her in the next life. Is it destined by God that he really wanted to beat her up again?"
Po Meng looked at the place where Wang Bugui disappeared and couldn't help but shake her head and sigh.
"So that's how it is. Why did it actually travel from other planes?" Brock said to himself, holding his chin.
But without thinking too much, he said goodbye to Po Meng for the last time and left Huangquan.
"call!"
Outside, the terrifying thunderstorm in the sky finally receded. Bullock had been hacked to pieces and was covered in blood, but after seeing the thunderclouds dissipate in the sky, he let out a sigh of relief.
Zhan Yan sighed: "His! It's really scary. It's so painful. I will never do such a thing to change my fate next time."
"Uh-huh, what on earth, what happened?"
Jonathan's face was pale and his eyes were bloodshot. He squatted on the ground holding his head and did not dare to get up. Beside him, Adolf was not much better. He knelt down on the ground and did not dare to move.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, a golden light appeared out of thin air and penetrated directly into Wang Bugui's body. Let his whole body shine with bright golden light, like a god descending to earth.
"boom!"
Then the golden light surged, illuminating the dark world.
"Ka-ka!"
Then there seemed to be the sound of glass breaking in this space, and cracks continued to appear in the space where Wang Bugui was. Within a moment, cracks were spread 10 meters around him.
"Crack!"
In the end, the place he was in was as shattered as a mirror. Countless space lenses fell, but the space where they were was not shattered.
Instead, a figure stood up. He shook hands gently, still a little unbelievable that he was really alive. But the air here, the spiritual power here.
And the various senses of the human body told him that this was true, he was resurrected!
"What?!" Adolf's eyes almost fell to the ground.
"No, it's impossible!! He's dead. I've personally confirmed that he can't be resurrected!" Jonathan roared.
It was as if he had gone crazy. He actually saw a dead person resurrected, and the pressure of death was still there. As well as being hypnotized by magic, his spirit began to collapse.
"Oh my God, we were so carefully prepared, but we still didn't kill him!" Adolf looked up to the sky and cried.
He thought that his calculation was very good and almost flawless, but in the end he was completely defeated by these uncertain factors.
"Haha, I said I wouldn't do it myself. Now, it's his turn."
Bullock sneered, and then took the forbidden book away from Adolf. Then another spell was fired, completely shattering Jonathan's Longinus.
"Uh-huh!"
The two lost their defenses, and the pain from the previous injuries doubled again. They kept retreating, trying to run but unable to do so. They could only see Wang Bugui approaching step by step.
"Die!"
I saw Wang Bugui yell angrily, use his physical strength to rush over instantly, and hit him hard with a punch of 100,000 kilograms. He had already opened his mouth, wanting to say spare his life.
But he didn't have time to speak out yet. He was hit in the head with a punch, and then the divine fist rushed down, turning him into a puddle of flesh on the broken earth.
Then Wang Bugui glared at Jonathan and said: "As for the way you die, it only depends on your crime!"