poof.
Qiao Xingjun sat down on his knees, leaning on the Excalibur, looked at the old enemy coming in front of him, and said with a low smile: "Old Emperor, you and I are both puppets, toys of the real god. So what if you block us here with all your might?" ? There are two groups of people from the sky. We are only used to attract you. There are other people who actually activate the celestial artifact. Yankang is destined to be destroyed... "
Opposite him, the huge Primordial Spirit behind the village head was extremely blazing, like a god burning with flames, but at this moment, this god was also in tatters and could not support it.
His primordial spirit gradually dimmed and might go out at any time, but suddenly it became brighter again, repeatedly, obviously exhausting his last energy and blood to maintain his peak state.
"Qiao Xingjun, where is the other group?"
The village chief came over, ignored the others in the battlefield, and fixed his eyes on him: "You and I are old enemies, and people who are about to die have good words, don't you really want to see them?" The destruction of countless souls in Yankang?"
Suddenly, the sound of cracking came from Qiao Xingjun's body, and the handsome god's face was completely ashamed. He laughed and said, "What does it matter to me whether these lowly creatures die or not?"
He looked up at the sky and murmured: "The star that belongs to me is finally about to fall."
click.
His sword made a slight cracking sound, followed by another light cracking sound, and then gradually became denser, the sound became faster and faster, and the cracking sound from his body gradually became denser.
The primordial spirit behind the village chief gradually dimmed. He pumped his blood to restore his primordial spirit to its peak again, but he couldn't ignite it no matter what.
Right now, his physical body is like a broken bellows with air leaking everywhere. He wants to rekindle his life, but he is too broken to ignite.
He is crippled and has no limbs, which has a great impact on his physical body and has a great impact on his combat power. But more importantly, he is old.
He is so old that his lifespan has come to an end. He originally had more than one year of lifespan left. If he retires peacefully and practices honestly, he might be able to repair the Shenqiao before he dies. , enter another realm and become a god.
However, this battle made him exhaust the last vitality of his physical body.
Now he has been unable to rekindle his life.
"Tell me, where did the other group go?"
The village chief said loudly: "Qiao Xingjun, where did you come from? Were you the same as these people in the past, were you a humble and lowly species?"
Qiao Xingjun was already closing his eyes and waiting to die, when suddenly his body trembled, and when he opened his eyes, his eyes were empty, lifeless, and sword wounds appeared one after another on his body.
The sword wound was getting deeper and deeper, as if an invisible sharp sword was cutting through the flesh of his god bit by bit.
The last move of the village chief cut off his vitality. His divine treasure was collapsing and his body was being torn apart. He was destined to die here.
"What is the use?"
Qiao Xingjun lowered his head and sneered: "Do you still have the ability to stop them? You are going to die too, old friend, calm down, sit down, and go on the road with me. On Huangquan Road, we will walk together..."
The village chief said in a deep voice, "Tell me, which way did they go?"
Qiao Xingjun looked up at him, Mumu's eyes moved slowly, looking at Daxu in the darkness, his breathing suddenly became short of breath: "They should be arriving soon... Cough cough cough, if you still have the ability, go and stop them. "
His face changed drastically, he grabbed the village chief's clothes, and said hoarsely: "I saw the karma, the karma that Yankang countless souls turned into after death, they are asking for my life! Stop them! Don't let these Li people Your death has become my crime... Don't come here, don't come here! It's none of my business, I'm also following orders... I'm not the one who wants to kill you!"
The village chief broke free from his hand and left through the air.
Qiao Xingjun's eyes became more and more holey, as if seeing something extremely terrifying, he yelled frantically: "It's none of my business, I'm helpless too, don't ask me for your life!"
"I saw countless paper boats, many paper boats, sailing from Yankang to the darkness... My God, what is that? Tubo's horn... Hell! This is hell!"
"Get me out! True God, where is the true God above me? Come and save me! You promised me that you will not let Tu Bo take me away to judge me... save me—"
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After a while, Qiao Xingjun stopped breathing with endless fear on his face.
Snapped.
The divine sword in his hand suddenly turned into powder and shattered to the ground. Qiao Xingjun's lifeless body fell forward, and the sword sore broke out, tearing his body apart.
The village chief rushed into the darkness of Daxu, running at high speed, his soul was bright and sometimes dim, and he was trying his best to make his body immortal and his will not die.
He could feel the call of death, his physical body had become more and more difficult to restrain his soul, and death was getting closer and closer to him.
He felt that something was chasing him. In fact, he had often felt this way in recent years. It should be the call of the world of Youdu.
As the physical body gradually died, this sense of restraint became stronger and stronger, and the call from another dark world became stronger and stronger.
Tubo's covenant, everyone has signed this contract from the moment of birth, as long as the body dies, the soul will belong to Tubo, and it will be silent in the secluded city.
The immortality of the physical body is the key to jumping out of the Tubo covenant. The gods cultivated the physical body to the divine realm. In the last sacred treasure, there is a divine bridge hidden. The primordial spirit crosses the divine bridge to become a god. No longer bound by the Covenant of Tubo.
The village head originally had this possibility, but now Qiao Xingjun's blow before his death cut his way.
Now he can only hope that he will find another wave of gods and demons from heaven to bring disaster in time, but even if he finds them, he doesn't know if he still has the strength to continue fighting.
"I'm really old..."
The village chief felt that the energy and blood were floating, and he couldn't restrain his soul. The soul suddenly shook violently and wanted to leave his body. He still didn't dare to stop. Maybe he stopped and fell down forever.
He moved forward crazily, and in the darkness, countless monsters were just about to move, following him along the foothills, waiting for the moment of his death.
When he fell, these monsters would rush up and tear him to pieces.
He ran slower and slower, feeling that his body without limbs was getting heavier and heavier, the village chief suddenly felt a little sad, he smiled wryly, and wanted to stop: "I'm probably really going to die..."
At this moment, he saw a big bird flapping its wings and flying by in the darkness. The big bird flew in front of him and landed on a hilltop. The big bird flapped its wings, folded its wings, and turned into a human body The god, using the beak to trim his feathers slowly.
"It's time." The big bird said in a human voice.
The village head continued to walk forward, at a slower and slower pace.
"hold on!"
He heard his own voice, as if it came from a thousand miles away, distant and hazy.
"Wait a minute, I still have work to do!"
The deity with the head of a bird and the body of a human looked at him with a strange look, and continued: "The time is up."
"Hold on."
The village chief heard himself crying: "Wait a little longer. I don't want Yankang to become a hell. I can fight again. After all, I am the emperor of this land, and I still have responsibilities and burdens..."
There was the sound of an owl in the darkness, as if the bird-headed god was laughing. The village chief was furious: "How dare you laugh at me? Although I am old, my ambition has not changed!"
The god with bird head and human body fluttered its wings and flew up to disperse the monsters in the darkness, circling around him, and suddenly landed on the branch in front of him, and said with a smile: "I laugh at the old man, poor and grey-haired, but has no strength. "
The village head turned a deaf ear and continued to stagger forward. After a while, he saw the bird-headed deity stop in front of him again, and shouted: "It's time to go. If you don't go, Tu Bo's evil messenger is coming! There are still people in Fengdu An old friend of yours is waiting for you."
"I can still fight..."
The village chief saw that his face had turned black, and the death energy had spread to his head, causing his brain to enter death.
His divine treasure began to collapse, but his primordial spirit was still standing on the magpie bridge, but under the magpie bridge was endless darkness, bottomless darkness.
This is his Shenqiao Shenzang. There shouldn't be any outside things, but there are outside things invading in the darkness. It is another world, the world of Youdu.
His physical body stepped into death, and the Youdu world invaded from his divine treasure.
In the endless darkness, a paper boat floated from the dark depths of his divine treasure, approaching his primordial spirit.
It's time for him to leave, if he doesn't leave, Tubo will take away his primordial spirit.
The Yuanshen of the village chief looked at the other side of the Magpie Bridge. There was the Xuanyin Bridge where the Heavenly Court was located, but there was still a distance between the two bridges. The realm of myth.
However, his qi and blood have been completely exhausted, and his vitality can no longer flow in the dead body. It is almost impossible for him to activate the Shendu Jue.
"As the emperor, I want to fight again!"
He let out a roar, but he could no longer hear his own voice, when he saw a ship, a ship coming out of the darkness.
The boat was like a three-legged toad made of mountains, with streams of moonlight flowing from the hull all over the body, and on that boat, a giant swung half of the waning moon and blasted it on the body of a god and demon, almost killing the statue with one blow. The gods and demons are disabled!
The village chief paused in a daze.
moon ship.
He had seen this ship before. When he was looking for Wuyou Township, Qin Mu had driven this ship through the darkness to find his trace.
Unexpectedly, he encountered this ship again here.
What is fighting with this ship is a god from heaven. Compared with Yan Jingjing, Qin Mu is too violent.
Besides him, Long Qilin was also on that boat, and on Long Qilin's back was a little fox, Si Yunxiang, and a sapphire blue dragon king flying around the big boat, fighting with another god from above.
"Mu'er..."
Tears welled up in the village head's eyes, and his heart suddenly let go, and the heart stopped beating slowly.
The bird-headed deity looked sideways at him and said, "Can you rest assured now? Come with me, the King of Hades is still waiting for you."
The village chief's heart beat for the last time, and he smiled and said, "I don't accept old age."
His primordial spirit leaped from the magpie bridge and rushed to the heaven on the other side.
"I was born to be the god of war! I will never obey the old age!"
His primordial spirit laughed loudly, his sword qi swayed horizontally, and rushed towards the radiant heaven. This moment seemed like an eternity.
However, his white-haired flesh fell down.
Qin Mu followed the sound and saw the village chief gradually solidified into a stone statue falling from the sky.
——Second update!