five minutes ago.
Wu Bei was hit by the oncoming bullet, his footsteps paused, and then the bullet flew from his forehead and landed on the ground.
"Wh... Who..." The self-defense soldier who shot the other side stepped back with a look of fear on his face: "What kind of monster are you?!..."
Wu Bei slid past the two tantric disciples who rushed towards him, twisted his neck, and threw the corpse behind him. Immediately after he came to the self-defense team member who had been frightened, he slammed his chest, and the opponent flew out like a cannonball three or four feet away, and fell to the ground motionless.
"Team leader!" The second group of barbers grabbed the car, stopped in front of him, and stuck his head out of the car window: "Vice Yu went to the magic dragon! What should I do?!"
Wu Bei looked around and saw that the self-defense team members had almost been dealt with, the rest fled for their lives, and even the tantric disciples fell to the ground. In the far night, Zhou Hui should be dealing with his son. In the other direction, the demon dragon was enveloped in green fire and let out a deafening roar.
"Boss Zhou, don't worry about us, go to support Yu Fu." Wu Bei opened the car door and was about to get in, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the direction of the magic dragon out of the corner of his eye, and two golden meteors suddenly rose.
Wu Bei turned his head.
Meteor streaks across the sky, reflected in his slightly trembling pupils.
"Get down..."
Wu Bei suddenly burst into a loud roar: "All of the second group! Get down!!"
-boom! !
The first wave of explosions formed a shock wave, which was swept away from all directions, and the ground rippled with countless circles of curved ripples.
Zhou Hui and Maha's swords clashed and looked back at the same time.
"Zhou Hui!" Chu He was almost pushed by the gust of wind, grabbed Zhou Hui's arm and said, "Peace Talisman! Your peace talisman exploded, two!!"
Zhou Hui was stunned for a moment, but the next second, the shock wave hit his head, like a diamond hammer, sending him flying 100 meters away.
With a bang, Zhou Hui fell to the ground, and after staggering several steps, he grabbed the ground and stood firm, holding Chu He tightly with one hand: "Are you alright?!"
Chu He ate a lot of dust and coughed while shaking his head.
Not far away, the mound broke off the ground, like a pot of chocolate sauce from a frying pan, completely flying into the air. Farther away, a second explosion was glowing amid the clods, illuminating half the sky.
"Don't worry, it's not two positive talismans!" Zhou Hui said loudly next to Chu He's ear: "I gave him two positive and negative talismans.
Chu He finally spit out the dust that he was caught off guard, raised his hand and pointed not far away, and said hoarsely: "Wu Bei, what should they do?!"
In the open space in the distance, everyone was lying on the ground. In the light of the explosion, you could see that those people were covered with thick dust, and it was impossible to tell whether they were alive or dead.
Even if Wu Bei was invulnerable, it would be difficult for him to withstand this kind of explosion two or three times. Besides him, there were also several members of the second group, who were all flesh and blood. If the shock wave swept over with a large piece of rock, the Tantric Sect and the Self-Defense Force would be fine, the brothers of the second group would be too wrong.
"Wait, help me open a time-space gate!" Zhou Hui's mind flashed, and he quickly said, "I'll bring the source of the explosion, let's go to the sea of blood!"
Chu He was stunned for a moment, but then he realized that it was indeed a good idea.
Although the principle is complicated, the operation is very simple, just rush over to grab the source of the explosion, go into the sea of blood along the time-space gate, and just throw it in there. But this requires the timing to be well-coordinated, and there can be no mistakes in the slightest, otherwise, if it blows up in Zhou Hui's hands, it will be very troublesome.
Without further ado, Zhou Hui rushed in the direction of the dragon like lightning. Chu He instantly turned into a phoenix, grabbed Zhou Hui a second before the second explosion swept in front of him, volleyed across the battlefield, and charged straight ahead. Countless trees and rocks in the sky landed in front of the dragon.
"Where's Yu Fu and Younger Yan!" Phoenix turned into a human body, and let out a roar that he couldn't even hear in the loud noise.
I saw the surrounding area, a large area of snow, and the mound turned into a giant pit. It was vaguely seen that two figures were pinned to the center of the bottom of the pit, Yu Fu and Yan Lanyu.
As soon as Phoenix finished speaking, he saw a translucent figure standing up slowly in the void in front of him.
- It was a young man, the muscles of his chest, arms and thighs were gouged out alive, revealing gray-white rotten bones, which looked extremely terrifying at first glance.
But on his pale face, his expression was very calm, his eyes were looking straight ahead, and he was holding an irregular round bronze mirror in his hand.
In the snow light, the bronze mirror suddenly turned into a light shield, like an indomitable protector, Yu Fu and Yan Lanyu were protected inside!
Zhou Hui's eyes reflected the magnificent light of the five-pointed star, and said stunned: "This is... Yang Shihun?"
"Yangshihun sacrifices to the Eight Tatar Mirrors!" Chu He shouted loudly, "Hurry up! I have opened the Human World Monument!"
Except for a few great Buddhas in the colorless sky, it is the privilege of the Great Asura King to travel freely among the six realms. But this does not mean that no one can travel through the six realms. Ancient mythical beasts such as Phoenix, Xuanwu, and Baihu can distort space and travel back and forth in the three realms of humans, gods, and demons for a short period of time. Not stable.
Zhou Hui raised his head and stretched out his hand towards the air.
In the light, two golden meteors came against the sky, intertwined with each other, and flew back to his hands. Immediately afterwards, the space in front of Chu He vibrated violently, as if the air had been split open by a ferocious crack, and the phoenix roaring followed the ancient wind, sounding from all directions.
The scene of the Human Boundary Monument flashed in the void, and the body of the Tongtian Monument slammed open.
Zhou Hui grabbed the two meteors, turned around and rushed towards the space-time rift!
At the same time, the sea of blood in hell.
The red smoke transpiring sky traverses the crack, like the fangs of a beast shattered inch by inch, and collapsed with a bang.
Immediately after Fang Fang, Zhang Kong opened the huge dark mouth, and Zhou Hui's figure plunged straight down from the deepest throat of the huge mouth, throwing two rapidly beating Venus into the sea of blood!
call-
boom!
Venus made a sharp whistle when it fell, and then it exploded.
At this moment, a scream of anger suddenly sounded in the space-time black cavity above Zhou Hui's head, and then King Peacock Daming rushed forward, with the Tiancong Cloud Sword wrapped in countless electric lights in his hand.
Zhou Hui looked back and was stunned for a moment, then reacted.
The Maha demonic nature is deep, and he likes to live in the sea of blood, and the surrounding tens of thousands of miles of territory has been designated as his own territory by him. After the death of the Great Asura King, the Asura tribe was hit hard. Almost no one in the Four Evil Realms could stop King Peacock Ming, and hell almost became his territory.
And the two peace talismans that were comparable to the atomic bomb just now were thrown into the sea of blood by him.
"You die for me!"
Tiancong Yunjian slashed at the head, Zhou Hui blocked it with a fist, and a hurricane suddenly erupted in the sky!
If it is said that Phoenix's combat effectiveness has been at a low point for hundreds of years due to divine scourge and nirvana, then his eldest son, King Peacock Ming, is now at the peak of his state.
These mythical beasts with lifespans of billions of years are like this. They will only reach their peak after being born for thousands of years. Compared with Maha, even Garuda has not fully entered the best state. Zhou Hui had been dominating the Six Paths for many years, and he was very rich in both fighting awareness and experience. When he fought with Maha, it immediately caused an earth-shattering earthquake and tsunami.
Zhou Hui bit his ring finger, summoned the magic ban, and instantly sealed the rolling thunder: "Da Mao! It's really Baba's fault to ruin your family, or I'll give you the inheritance of the real estate on Buzhou Mountain, okay!"
Maha said coldly: "No, I'd better keep it as a morgue by myself."
"This is your fault, Da Mao! You are a real king, why do you disrespect your parents so much?!"
Mo He stabbed with a sword, Zhou Hui avoided it like lightning, the blade of the sword rubbed his cheek, and the scorching fire instantly evaporated the surrounding seawater.
"You are also my father?" Mohe mocked, "Didn't you always want me to die?"
Unexpectedly, Zhou Hui didn't make a fuss, and he didn't show his usual condescending and mocking expression.
His eyes darkened, but it was only for a moment.
"...No," he said lightly, "not all the time."
With a sneer, Maha sneered, the blade of the sword flipped, and the whole person stabbed Zhou Hui from a very tricky angle.
At this moment, the wind is overwhelming, the sea water and the sky are blending together, and the world is rolling up and down like beans in a sieve. Zhou Hui raised his eyes, and moved his gaze to Maha's face along the blade of the sword that was stabbing at him, and clenched the handle of the sword in his hand.
At this moment, the wind stopped suddenly, and the tsunami was quiet—
Maha's blade stopped in midair.
Peacock narrowed his eyes and looked back along the sting-like cold and powerful energy in the back of his head.
Not far behind, a whirlwind whipped Chu He's collar and hair, and the pure blue arrow on the bow in his hand was pointing at Maha's back.
Ise Shrine, in the ruined mountains and forests, Yu Fuda took half a step back while holding Yan Lanyu.
"You are the Mr. Agent who was let go by Xiao Lanyu back then." The head looked at Yu Jingzhong with great interest: "Xiao Lanyu has been waiting for more than two years, you are very rude."
Yu Jingzhong's cheek muscles tightened, and his eyes couldn't help but swept into his arms.
Yan Lanyu was in a coma, her body temperature was cold, and blood was constantly pouring from the corners of her mouth. The situation was already very bad.
He must leave here as soon as possible, otherwise Yan Lanyu will not be able to insist on the time when Phoenix comes back to save him.
"Introduce myself, I'm a dark-hearted, ill-intentioned predecessor who always waits for opportunities in the dark to get in, and the villain you must defeat on the way to customs clearance."
The Sect Master blinked, looked at Yu Jingzhong's instantly ugly face, and finally laughed: "Hey, I'm joking, don't be so nervous, sit down and chat like a man."
Yu Fu didn't move, just stood there staring at him.
In the dark night, Yu Jingzhong's eyes were like a lone wolf, and he might not have noticed it himself, but no matter how deep the darkness was at the moment, it couldn't hide the terrifying light in his eyes.
The head turned a blind eye, leaned leisurely against a half-folded dead tree, and touched his pocket: "Aiya, there's no more smoke... There are also downsides to being in a demon."
"What are you trying to say?" Yu Jingzhong asked in a deep voice.
"It's nothing special. Do you want to know what happened after you left the Tantric Sect?"
"… "
"Xiao Lanyu waited for you all night, he thought no one knew. He sat on the promenade late at night every day, the moon rose from one side of the sky and set on the other side... He waited for many repetitions without moving. night. Sometimes I even feel that if he doesn’t wait any longer, he might slowly die in that position he’s been holding every night.”
The headmaster made a regretful gesture.
His tone was actually a little frivolous, even like he was joking, but for some reason, a huge sourness suddenly surged in Yu Jingzhong's heart, as if his heart was suddenly grabbed by sharp claws, and his throat even spasmed. into a group.
He could guess so, but guessing is one thing, hearing it with his own ears is another.
"I'd love to see how long he'll last and when he'll break down. I've been curious about this for a long time, but unfortunately it didn't end up..."
"...You pervert..." Yu Jingzhong gritted his teeth and said hoarsely.
"Hey, it's too much to say that, I'm just curious." The head smiled and said, "Curiosity is common to everyone, and it is right to have a respectful attitude towards the villain's curiosity. It is often the end of the protagonist in the story. The key to defeating the villain."
Yu Jingzhong's Adam's apple slid up and down, as if using this action to forcibly cover up a certain emotion.
He held Yan Lanyu in one hand, while the other hand reached into his lower back in the dark.
The head rubbed his chin and said doubtfully, "Actually, I've wanted to know since then, um..."
"-what?"
"I want to know what special skills do you have, Mr. Secret Service, to make Xiao Lanyu in our family fascinated, and if without you, he would have a better life if he and I were enchanted?"
Yu Jingzhong said coldly, "Do you think it's good to become a monster that kills people without thinking?"
"You who have no pursuit of power must not understand, that's why I want to know. Have you never thought about whether the direction of the story will change the ending if something doesn't happen? All cause and effect in this world are one and the same. Links are linked, and the slightest change in the beginning can make a big difference.”
Yu Jingzhong held the cold handle of the gun at his waist, and his hawk-like gaze was fixed on the Sect Master's face.
The Sect Master didn't seem to notice, he held his chin and looked at the sky thoughtfully.
"Sometimes I think about such complex propositions. For example, if one day nineteen years ago, I didn't go out with that boy Aida... Or if I didn't get bored and went out to drink every day..."
"Even if you honestly go to the celebration on New Year's Eve, it may be much better than the bleak situation now."
The headmaster sighed with amusement.
At that moment, Yu Jingzhong drew his gun and pulled the trigger without any warning!
—Bah!
The bullet covered with the red talisman rotates and exits the chamber. If it is decomposed in slow motion, it can be seen that at the moment when the bullet is shot out, a golden light is condensed around the bullet that rushes in all directions.
Immediately afterwards, the bullet passed through the head's throat, and the loud noise was heard far away in the night!
Did it work
Yu Jingzhong stood on the spot, and the next moment, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he covered his neck like lightning!
Chapter 88 The soul has a distant place where the soul should go
Yu Jingzhong suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, his knees softened, and he was half kneeling on the ground, only to feel the pain in his throat as if he had been pierced, and he couldn't even make a sound.
Not far away, the head swayed his body, and then touched his neck slightly uncomfortable.
"How is this going… "
"Mirror reflection." The Sect Master smiled slightly, with a playful light flashing in his eyes, "It is an inevitable phenomenon when using the Yata Mirror to attack its owner."
He didn't say it, but there was a clear expression on his face, "You shouldn't be so naive, thinking that you can defeat the villain boss easily".
reflection of mirror? Can all the attacks bounce back on me? What the hell is going on here? !
Yu Jingzhong was shocked, his first reaction was whether he was going to die with this person today, but after thinking about it, he realized that Tian Erqizhi, who was already enchanted, must be more durable than himself.
At that moment, Yu Jingzhong remembered that he used to insist on being a normal human being. Zhou Hui always half-jokingly and half-seriously told him to eat some elixir, but he never took it seriously, and suddenly his bowels were full of regrets.
Oh shit!
What should we do now? !
The Sect Master put his hands on his sleeves, and without any scruples, revealed his neck with a hole in it, and walked in a very leisurely pace.
Yu Jingzhong reluctantly stood in front of Yan Lanyu, pointing the gun at the head's left chest, hesitating for a moment, his fingers trembled slightly.
Are you going to shoot? He doesn't believe that someone can stand up with a hole in the heart.
But what if the other party really doesn't care about the physical damage, and he himself gets knocked down first? !
There was a look that seemed to be very interesting in the head's eyes, and he walked step by step, and he was about to approach. Yu Jingzhong didn't have time to hesitate any longer, he gritted his teeth and raised his hand, hitting the head's heart!
With a loud bang, the head staggered back a few steps, and Yu Jingzhong fell to the ground!
Yu Fu may have never experienced such severe pain in his life, and in an instant, there was only one thought left in his mind, that is, "My heart hurts to death" in Qiong Yao's drama back then. It turns out that dying is the feeling.
In a trance, he saw the chief pull Yan Lanyu up from the ground, coughing violently and laughing: "It's really shooting. I can't see that you are quite kind..."
I don't know where the strength came from, Yu Jingzhong suddenly stood up and rushed towards the sect master, using his weight to push the opponent down on the rock, and punched him down!
At this time, he was actually in a daze, and even every nerve was shaking like an electric shock, and the muscles of his arms and thighs spasmed violently. The reason why he can still hold this breath in his throat is not so much because of his physical strength, but because of his willpower.
He didn't even know where his fist was hitting, and he was sure to hit the stone a few times, and the blood spilled out along his fingers. What is even more frightening is that every punch that hits the Sect Master returns to him with the same force, the pain numbs him, his consciousness falls into a strange trance state, and the retina is chaotic golden light due to intense congestion.
His phalanx was almost shattered, he let out a hoarse roar, and hit the ground with a fist rubbing the face that the Sect Master had suddenly avoided!
The surface of the rock instantly left cracked fine lines, bang! With a bang, the head kicked Yu Jingzhong over.
"Hu... Hu..." Every time Yu Jingzhong took a breath, his nostrils were filled with the smell of rust, and he staggered up from the ground. I saw that the head was leaning against the dead tree, wiped the blood from his mouth, and said with a smile, "It's really worthy of being Yata Mirror Heart..."
Yu Jingzhong's ears were filled with blood, but he couldn't actually hear what he was talking about. It took a while for his stray eyes to focus, and he looked quite embarrassed when he saw Tianer Qizhi bleeding from the corners of his eyes and nose.
Yu Jingzhong felt strange in a trance.
How can a person who doesn't even bleed a drop of blood when his heart is pierced by a bullet, how can he become like this after a few punches
His thoughts were affected by the severe pain, and after a few seconds he looked dull at his right hand.
—The hand was covered with mud, the joints were cracked, and the white phalanx was faintly visible. The fingernails pinched the palm of the hand to the point where it looked like a human hand.
However, the pentagram in the palm of the hand is still very clear, and there are countless fine incantations around it, and even a shimmer of light shines through the broken flesh and blood.
… is it the reason
Yu Jingzhong has studied the Yata Mirror, and knows that the symbol representing it is not like this. The pentagram is actually the totem of the onmyoji warlock. Each Onmyoji has its own unique pentagram. Although it looks exactly the same, it actually presents thousands of subtle differences due to the difference in individual mana.
So this pentagram is actually Yan Lanyu
Is it the soul that Yan Lanyu used to wrap the mirror's heart
Yu Jingzhong gasped heavily, and a huge sadness and anger suddenly poured out of his heart. The emotion was so strong and rapid that it swept through his consciousness like a hurricane, completely overshadowing the pain in multiple muscles and bones.
He was trying his best to protect me until the last moment, but I couldn't save him.
I can't even take him home.
Yu Jingzhong's throat was congested, he let out a hoarse breath, and clenched his posterior molars tightly.
Tian Erqizhi stood up and stepped forward. Although his demon body had been completely destroyed and he looked a little embarrassed, he was still much better than the scarred Yu Jingzhong. However, just as he was walking towards Yan Lanyu, there was another gunshot in his ear, and then his knees softened and he fell to the ground.
Boom!
I saw Yu Jingzhong slammed the gun on the ground heavily, and threw himself at him. The action was almost a life-threatening action, and he pushed the Sect Master and rolled down the mound!
In the chaos, the head grabbed Yu Jingzhong with a backhand. During the process of rolling down, the two evenly shared the burning of sharp dead branches, gravel, and the scalding land in the explosion, and then fell heavily into the stone nest with a loud bang.
Yu Jingzhong spat out a mouthful of blood, and Tian Erqizhi grabbed his neck with his backhand!
The silent struggle for a few seconds was like a tragic pantomime. In the darkness, blood flowed across Yu Jingzhong's hand, veins burst out, and it was difficult to lift inch by inch, stuck on Tian Erqizhi's throat.
It's just a matter of life and death, but every millisecond is stretched infinitely, never ending in suffocation.
Yu Jingzhong has never felt so clearly and truly as he is now, that all this is about to end today. His life is about to end here, turning into bones, turning into mud, and disappearing forever in this exotic land.
Die or die, he thought calmly.
Even if she doesn't die, Yan Lanyu won't be able to hold on, so I'll just go with him. I heard that Huangquan Road is not easy to walk, so I will be a companion with him, maybe we can reincarnate together in the next life.
His fingers were still gripping Tianer Qizhi's throat like iron tongs, but his mind had fallen into darkness in the chaos caused by the lack of oxygen. His eardrums roared with blood, sounding like ocean tides.
It was like the sea he dreamed of on the last night he was with Yan Lanyu.
The flames were burning on the sea, and countless pale arms were waving like the forests of the demon world. On the cross-like stake not far away, the grown-up young Yan Lanyu broke free from the rope, stepped barefoot on the sea, and walked in front of Yu Jingzhong.
Yu Jingzhong was sinking and floating in the waves and looked up at him.
I saw Yan Lanyu's body was mutilated as if it had been cut by a knife, the muscles were rotten, and the bones were exposed. His face was a strange grayish white, without the slightest bit of anger, like a cloudy sky.
His pupils were cloudy, and he no longer belonged to a living person. However, Yu Jingzhong could feel that those eyes were looking at him.
Very sad, missed, and looked at him tenderly.
“… Lan Yu…”
why do you get hurt
Who made you like this
Yu Jingzhong opened his mouth in vain, but no sound came out.
A sad smile flashed across Yan Lanyu's face, she pointed to herself, and said a word silently. He couldn't hear his voice at all in the stormy sea, but the mouth shape was very familiar, as if saying: I am...
what is it
Yu Jingzhong's mind became more and more chaotic, and he had reached the end of the shot.
Really, the last moment.
Yan Lanyu squatted down, and Yu Jingzhong pressed a kiss on the corner of his lips. Although he knew that it was only his soul, the touch of his lips touching it was so real that even the breath of cold despair came to his face through his nose.
Yu Jingzhong suddenly realized something, and then saw Yan Lanyu reaching out and grabbing him, pulling him out of the sea abruptly!
wow-
The sound of water splashed, Yu Jingzhong's eyes flashed, and the scene changed in an uproar!
I saw that he had returned to reality from the illusion, the ground was hard and hot, his hands were still choking Tian Erqizhi's throat, and what really sounded around was not the sound of water, but blood!
—It was the voice of the blood splashing out of Tianer Qizhi’s chest!
Yu Jingzhong's pupils shrunk, and the next second the pressure on his neck loosened, and fresh air poured into his lungs, causing his whole body to convulse and cough!
"Cough cough cough!!..." Yu Jingzhong rolled over and knelt on the ground, clutching his neck and coughing out black blood, trembling violently for a long while and looking up, he was stunned by the sight in front of him.
I saw Tian Erqizhi collapsed in the place where he was fighting for life and death just now, his chest was pierced by a sharp weapon, and a large stream of blood kept pouring out. And standing in front of him is the young Yan Lanyu in the illusion just now!
Yan Lanyu looked twenty-seven or eighty-years-old, but her face didn't change much, but she looked extremely gray because she was lifeless. In contrast, his expression was very calm, and he stared at Tian Erqizhi with his eyes lowered slightly. The fingers of his slightly drooping right hand were put together, and the blood flowed vertically and horizontally, and the fingers converged on the ground.
At the critical moment, it was he who pierced Tianer Qizhi's heart!
"...Finally...Finally I've forced you out," Tian Erqizhi said, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, but his expression seemed to be very happy: "Hey, it's really embarrassing that you haven't looked like this for so many years. What do you miss... You can't play stupid now, can you?"
Yan Lanyu stared at him quietly.
The wind blowing from the other side of the Yellow Spring passed through the mountains and forests, brushed over the mounds, and swept away to the boundless night in the distance.
"I don't know what you are talking about," Yan Lanyu said lightly after a long time.
His voice was very hoarse, as if his vocal cords were damaged, and it sounded a little weird.
However, the indifference and alienation among them has not changed despite the yin and yang and the long years.
"Still sticking to the role of 'Stranger'? It's your iconic line." Tian Erqizhi laughed, covered his mouth and let out a muffled cough, a sound that seemed to vibrate from his chest.
He was seriously injured, and Yan Lanyu pierced his heart directly, which was fatal.
"But forget it, I just want to know what you are like now - the wrong beginning of the story has been corrected, and the ending should have changed to another direction? I'm just a little curious... That's all."
Tian Erqizhi turned his head to look at Yu Jingzhong, and laughed a little teasingly: "I reminded you earlier, Mr. Agent, that the villain died of curiosity."
Yu Jingzhong was half-kneeling on the ground panting, unable to say a word.
"Curiosity is common to all people, and it is necessary to respect the curiosity of the villain."
"It's often the key to the protagonist defeating the villain at the end of the story."
…
Could it be that he hinted at such a trend from the beginning, what is going on in people's minds after falling into the devil? !
"It's been a long time since you were enchanted, and you won't really die, but this is not the place you and I should stay." Yan Lanyu paused, the final sound dissipating in the air, like a distant and silent sigh.
"Come on, Tian Er-kun. The soul has a far place where the soul should go."
He stretched out his hand, and Yu Jingzhong suddenly had an ominous premonition, and suddenly shouted: "No! - Yan Lanyu!"
However, the latter just raised his head and smiled at him. There was bitterness, nostalgia, and helplessness in that expression, but there was something deeper hidden in it, as if it was a relief.
It's like a pedestrian who sees the end point after a long journey, or a pilgrim who finally packs his bags and sets off towards a distant mountain.
At the same time, he stretched out his hand and pressed the heart of Tian Er Qizhi, and a golden pentagram with intricate incantations suddenly floated up on the back of his hand!
Yu Jingzhong looked at his hand in amazement, and sure enough, the five-pointed star had disappeared. Immediately afterwards, the space-time gap in mid-air collapsed, as if the black curtain was slowly opened, behind the curtain was an endless abyss of hell, and countless entangled ghosts burst into tears!
The gloomy and cold air flow formed a hurricane, and Yu Jingzhong fell to the ground in the chaos, only to see Yan Lanyu and Tian Er Qizhi swallowed both at the same time by the gate leading to hell.
"Yan Lanyu..." Yu Jingzhong roared: "Yan Lanyu!!"
He almost rushed over on the rock, saying it was too late, and in a thousandth of a second, he touched Yan Lanyu's fingertip!
- But then, the hands of the two people crossed each other, Yan Lanyu fell into the abyss, and waved at him with a smile.
That was the last scene Yu Jingzhong saw before the gates of hell closed.
"Yan Lanyu! Come back!!"
The void vibrated suddenly, and the air closed silently. The illusion completely disappeared in the wind, and within a few seconds even the last shadow was completely gone, leaving only the devastated and scorched rocks in the mountains and forests, and the bloodstains left after the battle.
Yu Jingzhong's blood was cold all over his body, his hands and feet were weak, and he couldn't stand up after shaking several times.
No, it's not possible...
It must not be so...
He grabbed the clods with all his hands, almost rolling and crawling, and rushed back to the mound just now, quickly and embarrassingly. He couldn't feel the pain of being cut and scratched by the gravel, and he couldn't even hear any sound. Only the blood hit the top of his head and eardrums, and his heart seemed to be tightly squeezed by several iron wires into pieces of meat that could burst at any time.
With a bang, he turned over the mound and fell to the ground. He didn't even bother to get up, so he raised his head and looked forward.
—Yan Lanyu lay there quietly.
It was as if he had been left alone on the ground, his chest was motionless, as if he didn't even have the slightest ups and downs of breathing, and he was completely melted into the cold, deep night in the distance.