Lu Wu just turned around calmly, looked at Wang Ye and smiled calmly.
There was a sense of freedom and ease in this smile, but also a bit of calmness.
Wang Ye hammered the formation frantically, but the formation remained motionless. At the same time, the Arctic Emperor also caught up.
Looking at the formation, he frowned slightly, but soon his eyes fell on Wang Ye again.
"Let's go, change places."
"There's no point in staying here anymore."
"Do you think you can help this guy get out of trouble?"
The Arctic Emperor stood opposite Wang Ye with a sneer on his lips and said calmly.
Turn a blind eye to the traps of the five Buddhas.
The more serious the damage to Lingshan is, the better it is for Heaven.
Wang Ye turned around and stared at Beiji silently, with a hint of murderous intent gradually filling his eyes: "Beiji, I will kill you."
But Beiji suddenly smiled: "I'm looking forward to it."
"Let's change the battlefield."
"how?"
As he spoke, the Arctic Emperor pointed to the deserted land in the distance, then turned and left the next moment.
Wang Ye just carried the Ghost Sword and followed the Arctic Emperor expressionlessly. Before leaving, he took one last look at Lu Wu who looked like an alcoholic in the formation.
A few minutes later, a roar suddenly came from the wasteland a hundred miles away.
The astonishing energy even dispersed many clouds in the sky, forming a huge hole.
For a time, the sky was clear.
One person could vaguely be seen holding a knife and the other holding a gun, like two peerless gods of war, constantly fighting in the void.
So eye-catching.
But even so, it still cannot cover up the glory of God Burial City at this moment.
At this time, in this sky-reaching formation, the world changed rapidly, forming the image of Yao Chi again, but soon, it suddenly dissipated like broken glass.
As the Yaochi shattered, the skin of the five Buddhas in the formation suddenly began to dry and crack, and wisps of blood flowed down the wounds, and turned into energy and was absorbed by the formation.
At this moment, countless people in the wasteland were paying attention to the God Burial City.
Waiting for something quietly.
"This formation can bury gods!"
Lu Wu suddenly drank the last sip of wine and smiled wantonly, so wildly and happily.
As the sound falls...
The formation was once again plunged into darkness, but a city suddenly appeared out of thin air.
This city is nondescript, with random plaques hung around it and different styles, but the city is filled with a solemn atmosphere.
In this different kind of conflict, it seems even more weird.
When the city leaves, people die.
The pupils of the five Buddhas suddenly shrank, and their eyes bulged outwards, as if they had seen something and were full of fear.
Lines of blood emerged from the whites of his eyes.
Eventually, the eyeball bursts.
Immediately afterwards, the body was scattered piece by piece and fell from the void.
The virtual city in the formation was frantically absorbing the energy and blood of these five Buddhas, turning scarlet in color and filled with the smell of blood.
Under everyone's gaze, the city eventually shrank into a plaque.
The material required for the plaque turned out to be composed of the corpses of the five Buddhas compressed into flesh.
especially...
The three words on the plaque were as sharp as a blade. Just looking at them made me feel cold all over.
'God Burial City'
this...
It is the only plaque in the God Burial City that truly belongs to you.
It was also Lu Wu’s last gift to God Burial City.
The plaque escaped into the void and finally landed on the wall of the main entrance of the God Burial City. For a moment, the entire city seemed to be surrounded by a strong energy and blood.
Lu Wu in mid-air became older at a speed visible to the naked eye. His figure was thin and thin, as if a gust of wind could blow him down. He walked to the city wall step by step, sat down tremblingly, and looked at the sky in the distance. The sun, but he narrowed his eyes slightly because of the glare.
"Is this what aging feels like?"
"It seems good to be able to clearly feel the passage of life."
Lu Wu just sat on the top of the city, looking at his skin that was gradually drying up, and grinned.
His breathing became heavier and heavier, and eventually he could no longer sit still without support. He could only lean against the wall and let the breeze blow his long gray hair.
"Whose girl is among the flowers~"
"I picked flowers for whose husband~"
"Go~"
"Go and find out who stirs up... ahem... stirs up your heart..."
Lu Wu's voice became weaker and weaker. He looked at the horizon and murmured an unknown song with very simple lyrics. There was a trace of memories in his eyes, his pupils dilated, and his whole person was filled with the aura of twilight.
until...
After finishing the song, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"I saw it."
"Ayao, Da Zhuang, A Qiang..."
"wait..."
Before he finished speaking, Lu Wu slowly closed his eyes and stopped breathing completely.
And his body fell from the city wall and fell to the ground.
A ray of light flashed, and Ayao appeared out of thin air, hugged Lu Wu's body, carefully lowered it, and placed it on the ground.
She lowered her head, looking at Lu Wu's body with complicated eyes.
For some reason a tear fell from the corner of her eye.
"sorry..."
"I really can't remember...I'm sorry..."
She kept repeating, tears kept falling, her eyes were full of self-blame and guilt, and finally she hugged her head and squatted on the ground.
The moment she woke up, scenes seemed to appear in her mind.
In the picture, there is a girl and his story.
But she was like an outsider, and it was difficult for her to put herself into the girl's body and experience her emotions.
Although she knew everything that happened between the two of them, she was still like a spectator.
It was just instinctive, there seemed to be a voice repeating in my mind.
"You are Ayao..."
"You have to protect him..."
But for some reason, at this moment, her heart hurt, as if...like she had been pricked by a needle, and she was in pain.
Panting heavily and looking at the corpse on the ground, Ayao curled up in the corner like a helpless girl.
His god...
They all seemed to have collapsed.
…
Wasteland.
Lu Qing and Wang Ye had just walked out of a secret realm. Looking at the direction of the God Burial City in the distance, his fingers trembled slightly, his brows furrowed slightly, he took a deep breath, and soon regained his composure.
"Is it finally over?"
"The end..."
"That's fine."
"It's time to rest."
"Let's go to the next place."
Lu Qing said calmly, and 'Wang Ye' behind him silently followed Lu Qing and walked away again.
Under the sunlight, only two shadows were stretched very long...
