Yang Yun's figure shook, and just as he was about to fall, Du Ziren in the distance grabbed him in his arms, soared into the sky, and headed straight for the next city.
This time Du Ziren was very fast and even started to push his own potential.
This is a very harmful way to the body.
But Du Ziren had no scruples.
The road was very slow before, but this time, it was very fast, and even Cui Jue didn't catch up immediately.
Landed.
Yang Yun clenched the spear again.
Nine minutes.
Just right.
Without daring to say any more nonsense, Du Du Ziren immediately mobilized the black room and imprisoned the Buddha in place.
And Yang Yun took out his gun again.
However, just halfway through the thrust of the spear, Yang Yun's breath disappeared crazily.
With unwillingness, Yang Yun let out an angry roar, his eyes blood red.
The skin keeps festering.
But Yang Yun's eyes were so focused, as if he had combined his whole life, from the hard training as a child, to the passion when he was with the people in the underworld as an adult, and later...
He looked at the despair of his old brothers who had fought for many years and fell in front of him one by one.
This life was like a slideshow, constantly reflected in his mind.
until...
A wisp of flame seemed to rise from the tip of the gun.
This fire is so bright, eye-catching, and dazzling.
"Let me... open it!"
This time, Yang Yun's voice was very low, like a whisper, and all his spiritual power and energy were poured into the tip of the spear, and eventually it sank into the Buddha's chest.
"become.."
"It's done."
As if he was discouraged, Yang Yun fell straight to the ground, looking at the gloomy sky with somewhat chaotic eyes, and his pupils gradually expanded.
The Buddha didn't even realize what happened, and fell to the ground in confusion.
Du Ziren suddenly rushed to Yang Yun and squatted down.
"I...I saw it."
"A-Nian, Lao Zhang, and... they are all waiting for me."
"It's just... so dark."
Yang Yun's voice became hoarse, and he stretched out a trembling hand towards the turbid sky, and finally fell to the ground weakly.
The moment Yang Yun lost his breath, the corpse continued to fester at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Including bones.
In just a few seconds, there was only a pool of blood on the ground.
Du Ziren didn't speak the whole time, just looked at the scene blankly, and finally let out a roar. At this time, Cui Jue had just arrived.
Take a deep breath.
Du Ziren grabbed a handful of blood-stained soil from the ground, placed it in a porcelain vase, and then carefully placed it in a very simple cloth bag.
When the underworld was first built, it was very poor.
The storage containers that are so poor that everyone has them are just cloth bags, which are the most common in Lingshan.
Du Ziren still keeps this bag.
Inside are porcelain bottles, arranged neatly, with names written on them.
And the word Yang Yun was clearly engraved on the porcelain bottle that had just been put in.
In the corner, there is a porcelain vase with 'Du Ziren' written on it, placed alone and out of place.
"The underworld... will be passed down."
"I'm still here."
Du Ziren looked at the blood on the ground and spoke slowly.
At this moment, he, who had always been cynical, had a different kind of tenacity in his eyes.
"Let's go to God Burial City."
When Du Ziren raised his head again, the lazy smile had returned to his face, he looked at Cui Jue and said.
But Cui Jue shook his head.
"Not yet."
"Lingshan is empty, only one Buddha is there."
"Go to Lingshan now, the benefits will be even greater."
"Zhong Kui and the others have already gone ahead."
After listening to Cui Jue's words, Du Ziren, who was still smiling, gradually solidified and shrank slowly, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.
"Let me do this..."
"Is it Li Changgeng?"
Cui Jue nodded slightly.
Du Ziren's body shook slightly: "Is it Li Changgeng who asked Lao Yang to do this?"
Cui Jue hesitated for a moment and nodded gently again.
For a moment, Du Ziren's face turned pale and he smiled mockingly: "Sure enough, in the hands of these people, we are just chess pieces."
"Using our faith and blood to make us willing to sacrifice?"
"Li Changgeng..."
"If one day, the war ends and you are still alive without me, I will kill you."
"Let's go to Lingshan!"
Du Ziren's voice was cold, but he still rushed towards Lingshan without hesitation the next moment.
Cui Jue also sighed and followed closely.
As for the City God who was traveling very slowly, after arriving at the first city, he had already been carried by the monkeys to Lingshan Mountain.
…
Day group.
Go to Beijing.
Zhao Hai sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the conference room, somewhat lost in thought.
The phone rings.
Zhao Hai picked up the phone expressionlessly, listened carefully for a moment, and then hung up.
Return to your desk.
There is a small chessboard placed on it.
Looking at the messy chess pieces above, Zhao Hai gently picked up a black piece and held it in his palm.
"well..."
"It's over."
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Hai quickly took away a few more white stones.
The seemingly messy chessboard suddenly became much clearer at this moment.
The chess game that originally seemed to be surrounding the black piece, along with Zhao Hai's swing, turned out to be a counterattack, as if it was about to kill the white dragon.
The only difficulty at this time is not far away...
Another dilemma.
One of the sunspots was heavily surrounded.
If the black stone is captured, the entire chess game is still a dead end for black.
But if Black breaks...
White will have no chance of comeback.
"Wang, it's up to you whether you can kill Lingshan first before the ancestor revives."
As if talking to himself, Zhao Hai set his sights on the helpless Heizi.
For a while, the atmosphere in the office was a little solemn.
…
God Burial City.
Lu Wu's face was a little red at this time, his body smelled of alcohol, and he looked in front of him with cloudy eyes.
Veins one after another continue to emerge and fall into the void.
A small world can be vaguely seen, but at this time, the world is full of cracks and is on the verge of collapse.
Another hour passed.
With a crisp sound, five Buddhas appeared out of thin air in front of Lu Wu.
It's just that their aura is not very stable. Obviously, attacking Lu Wu's last formation will cause a lot of damage to them.
But at this time, Dharmakaya Buddha was sneering.
"Lu Wu, I broke your formation!"
"Are we still going to have a trapped beast fight?"
As he spoke, the golden eyes in the Dharma image behind him looked directly at Lu Wu.
Under the terrifying pressure of the five statues standing tall on the sky and the earth, Lu Wu seemed so weak and helpless at this time.
Like a small boat in the roaring waves.
You will face the end of being shattered into pieces at any time.
(Brothers, there is a book circle peak battle event recently. If you have nothing to do, you can go to the book circle to hang out, like, comment, and post.)
