Now...
Just the last one.
Wang Ye murmured, and when he reappeared, he was already at the post office.
The white-skinned monkey was standing in the center of the post office, but now he was no longer playful, nor was he as flattering as before. He just stared at Wang Ye calmly.
"You came?"
"I am coming."
One question and one answer.
In any case, since 'Wang Ye' is Lu Qing, the only thing that cannot be explained is where the black-robed boy went.
His soul has revived, and according to Po Meng, he will not kill.
There is a reasonable explanation for the sudden appearance of the white-skinned monkey.
He knows everything and plays with the world.
The two of them quietly went up to the second floor of the post office. No one knew what they talked about. When Wang Ye came down again, there was already a thoughtful look on his face.
When Wang Ye left, the white-skinned monkey looked at his leaving back and suddenly smiled.
"A new generation replaces the old."
"Perhaps, compared to him, I am the most incompetent person."
"There is no place for me in this world."
"Puppy, come with me?"
The white-skinned monkey looked at the shadow in mid-air and said.
Xuying lay on the ground, choking a little.
After a long time, he raised his head, looked at the white-skinned monkey and nodded gently.
…
Outside the post office, Wang Ye raised his head silently.
"No more delay, just today."
"What do you two think?"
Wang Ye murmured, looked at somewhere in the sky, and spoke lightly.
"Can."
In the void, Buddha's voice suddenly came.
Then, a crack suddenly appeared in mid-air, and then Wang Zu stepped out in one step.
But obviously at this time, there are still four months left before the two-year period.
"really."
"If nothing else happens, you must have released the three Six Imperial Guards as well."
"In other words, this seal has never sealed you from the beginning to the end."
Wang Ye's expression remained unchanged, he silently flew into the air, looked at the two people and said.
In fact, from the moment Liu Yu was unblocked in advance, Wang Ye felt a little confused as to why this was the case.
Did Lu Qing's calculations go wrong?
But how could he have problems with this?
And if she used her mental power and ghost energy to seal Wang Zu, how could she leave so much energy for herself?
unless...
The seal was fake from the beginning.
Only Liuyu is true.
But why did Wang Zu cooperate with her?
Until I met the white-skinned monkey and chatted for a long time...
Perhaps, at the level of king and ancestor, all the forces and younger brothers may be as worthless as ants.
If you think about it, if you just waste more than a hundred years, there will be a second heaven and a second spiritual mountain.
And the role that the human race's energy and blood can play for their level is infinitely close to zero.
So it’s better to just go with the flow.
When the world collapses and spiritual energy is reorganized, they can also wait, waiting for the new era to breed more geniuses and more masters.
Organize another big battle and sacrifice...
Sacrifice the six emperors, sacrifice the Buddha realm, sacrifice those star kings, Arhats...
Their blood and souls are the greatest supplements to the king and ancestors.
During the war in the outside world, they just stayed in the space indifferently, absorbing the purest energy of the lives that were constantly passing away.
Lu Qing may know this earlier than Wang Ye.
so...
The Seal King, Ancestor, has been a deal from the beginning.
You go absorb the energy and blood, and Wang Ye absorbs the ghost energy.
In the end, success or failure depends on yourself.
The king and his ancestors readily accepted this.
This is also why the timing of Liu Yu's recovery is so clever, as it coincides with the moment of Wang Ye's recovery.
"last question."
"Why..."
"If you don't kill me at the beginning, wouldn't this be a sure win?"
Wang Ye frowned.
Wang and Zu looked at each other and smiled indifferently, but the words they said were as cold as Jiuyou.
"because..."
"We still need to..."
"All the energy and blood of a legendary person, including the soul."
Buddha said with a smile, and as usual, he looked kind and kind, making people feel good about him.
It can be said that when you reach the realm of king and ancestor, layout is already the simplest thing.
Even if you want to achieve your own goals, you only need to gently push the boat along to achieve the desired results.
Strength is the prerequisite for everything.
"So, pick a battlefield?"
It's still the same ghost knife, but this knife is much thinner. If you look carefully, it even looks like a fishing rod.
It was Buddha who still spoke: "No, no, no, I think..."
"It would be good if the battlefield is in the upper capital."
"Besides fighting, you can kill millions of humans. No matter how small the mosquitoes are, they are still meat."
...
Wang Ye was silent, but his eyes were colder: "Okay."
Surprisingly, Wang Ye agreed.
"Since you haven't been sealed, why didn't you stop Po Meng?"
"Isn't he your sacrifice?"
Wang Ye suddenly stopped, glanced at Wang, and said.
But Wang just stared at Wang Ye coldly, not even interested in talking.
Only Buddha still smiled and said: "It's not important, it's not important anymore."
"Let's go."
"In order to break through to the next level, we have been preparing for almost two thousand years."
"I really can't wait."
In words, Wang Ye was already regarded as a lamb to be slaughtered.
Getting closer and closer to the capital city.
A wheelchair suddenly appeared in the wasteland.
Zhao Hai sat drowsily in the wheelchair, raised his head with difficulty, and could only vaguely see Wang Zu's figure in his eyes.
"king..."
"haven't seen you for a long time."
Saying that, Zhao Hai grinned and smiled.
"Once upon a time, on the first day...the first day I entered heaven, you told me..."
"What is heaven...what is surrender."
"Today, I...I just want to tell you..."
"for what..."
"Li Changgeng."
At this moment, Zhao Hai's cloudy eyes gradually became brighter, and his skin became rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the sky, dark clouds surged.
The wind was blowing hard.
Zhao Hai slowly stepped down from the wheelchair, but after taking three steps forward, he regained his youthful appearance.
The sound of swords seemed to resound between the heaven and the earth.
Only the sound is heard, but the sword is not seen.
Wang Zu's expression rarely became a little more cautious, he frowned slightly and waited quietly for the next step.
"This is the moment when sword-raising skills explode..."
"What effect does it produce?"
"I finally know why Zhang Ziliang was able to say that."
"Maybe in two years, I can be invincible."
Whispering, Zhao Hai's figure slowly rose into the sky. At this moment, he was still the proud, confident man who dared to use the world as a chess piece...
A peerless thinker!
