Poof.

Qiao Xingjun knelt down and sat down, holding the divine sword, looked at the old opponent walking in front of him, and said with a low smile: "Old Man Emperor, you and I are marionettes, toys of the true gods." Even if you try your best to stop us here? There are two groups of people from above, and we are only used to attract you, and there are other people who actually activate the celestial artifact. Yankang is destined to destroy ......"

Opposite him, the huge primordial god behind the village chief was blazing, like a god burning with light, but at this moment, this god was also in tatters and difficult to support.

His primordial spirit gradually dimmed, and it could be extinguished at any time, but suddenly the light flame was vigorous again, and he repeated it again and again, obviously trying his best to maintain his peak state with the last of his qi and blood.

"Qiao Xingjun, where is the other group of people?"

The village chief walked over, ignoring the other people in the battlefield, and his eyes fell on him tightly: "You and I are old enemies, people are about to die, and their words are good, do you really want to see the destruction of countless living beings in Yankang Kingdom?"

Suddenly, there was a cracking sound in Qiao Xingjun's body, and the handsome god's face turned to ashes, and he smiled: "What does it matter to me whether these low-level creatures are dead or not?"

He looked up at the sky and muttered, "The star that belongs to me is finally falling." ”

Click.

There was a slight cracking sound from his sword, followed by a soft click, and then it slowly intensified, the sound getting faster and faster, and the cracking sound coming from his body gradually intensified.

The primordial spirit behind the village chief gradually dimmed, and he encouraged his qi and blood to restore his primordial spirit to its peak again, but he couldn't ignite it.

Now, his body is like a leaking bellows, trying to rekindle his life, but he is too broken to ignite.

He was crippled and had no limbs, which had a great impact on his physical body and also had a great impact on his combat power. But more importantly, he's getting old.

He is so old that his longevity has come to an end, and he originally has more than a year of longevity left, if he is in peace and old, and cultivates honestly, maybe he will be able to repair the Shenqiao before he dies, enter another realm, and become a god.

However, this battle made him exhaust the last blood of his body.

Now he can't rekindle his life.

"Tell me, where did the other group go?"

The village chief said in a loud voice: "Qiao Xingjun, where are you from? Were you the same as these people in the past, all of them were the lowly and inferior species in your mouth?"

Qiao Xingjun was already closing his eyes and waiting for death, when his body suddenly trembled, and when he opened his eyes, his eyes were empty, without any life, and one sword wound after another appeared on his body.

The wounds of the sword were deepening, and it seemed as if an invisible sword was cutting through the flesh of his god little by little.

The village chief's last move cut off his vitality, his divine treasure is crumbling, his body is also torn apart, and he is already destined to die here.

"What's the use?"

Qiao Xingjun lowered his head and sneered: "Do you still have the ability to stop them?" You are also going to die, old friend, settle down, sit down, and go on the road with me." On Huangquan Road, let's walk together......"

The village chief said in a deep voice, "Tell me, which way did they go?"

Qiao Xingjun glanced up at him, Mu Mu's eyes moved slowly, looking at the ruins in the dark, and his breathing suddenly became a little short: "They should be there soon...... Ahem, if you still have the ability, then stop them. ”

His face changed drastically, and he grabbed the village chief's clothes violently, and said hoarsely: "I have seen the karmic fire, the karmic fire that countless living beings in Yankang have become after their deaths, and they are asking for my life! Stop them! Don't let the death of these Li people become my sin...... Don't come, don't come! It's none of my business, I'm doing what I'm told...... It's not me who wants to kill you!"

The village chief broke free from his hand and walked away.

Qiao Xingjun's eyes became more and more perforated, as if he saw something extremely terrifying, and shouted frantically: "It's none of my business, I'm also helpless, don't ask me for your life!"

"I saw countless paper boats, many paper boats, sailing from Yankang to the darkness...... Oh my God, what is that? Tuber's horn...... Hell! This is Hell!"

"Get me out! God, where is the true God above me? Come and save me! You promised me that you would not let Tuber take me and judge me...... Help me—"

......

After a while, Qiao Xingjun stopped breathing with endless fear on his face.

Syllable.

The divine sword in his hand suddenly turned into powder and shattered to the ground, Qiao Xingjun's breathless corpse fell forward, and the sword sores erupted, tearing his body apart.

The village chief rushed into the darkness of the ruins, running fast, his spirit sometimes bright and sometimes dim, trying to muster the last of his heart and soul to make his body immortal, to keep his will alive.

He could feel the call of death, his physical body had become more and more difficult to bind 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 Youdu World, it was the rules of heaven and earth in the Youdu that bound him and wanted to detain his soul.

As the physical body gradually died, this sense of restraint grew stronger, and the call from another dark world grew stronger.

The covenant of Tubo, everyone has signed this contract from the moment of birth, as long as the body dies, the soul belongs to Tubo, and he is silent in the secluded capital.

And the immortality of the physical body is the key to jumping out of the covenant of the earth, the gods will cultivate the physical body to the divine realm, and in the last god hide, there is a divine bridge hidden, and the primordial god crosses the divine bridge to become a god, and at that time the physical body becomes a god, and the primordial god is no longer bound by the covenant of Tubo.

The village chief originally had this possibility, but now Qiao Xingjun's blow before he died cut him off.

He could only hope that he could find another wave of gods and demons from the heavens in time to bring down the calamity, but even if he found them, he didn't know if he still had the strength to continue fighting.

"I'm really old......"

The village chief felt that the qi and blood were floating, and he couldn't restrain his Yuan Shen, and the Yuan Shen suddenly shook violently, and he wanted to leave his body, but he still didn't dare to stop, maybe he stopped and fell forever.

He frantically walked forward, countless monsters in the darkness, following him along the foothills, waiting for the moment of his death.

When he falls, the monsters will swarm him and tear him to pieces.

He ran slower and slower, feeling that his body without limbs was getting heavier and heavier, and the village chief suddenly felt some sadness, he showed a wry smile, and wanted to stop: "I'm probably really going to die......

At that moment he saw a great bird fluttering its wings in the darkness, and the great bird flew in front of him and landed on a hill, and the great bird flapped its wings, gathered its wings, and became a god with the head of a bird, and slowly and methodically groomed its feathers with its beak.

"It's time. "The big bird came out with a human voice.

The village chief continued to walk forward, slower and slower.

"Wait!"

He heard his own voice, as if it were coming from a hundred and eight thousand miles away, distant, hazy.

"Wait, I still have something to do!"

The bird-headed deity looked at him with a strange gaze and continued, "The time has come. ”

"Wait. ”

The village chief heard himself crying and said, "Wait a little longer." I don't want Yankang to become hell, I can fight again, after all, I am the emperor of this land, and I still have responsibilities and burdens......"

There was a sound of a owl in the darkness, like the bird-headed god laughing. The village chief was furious: "You dare to laugh at me? Although I am old, my ambition has not changed!"

The bird-headed god flew up with wings to dispel the demons in the darkness, hovering around him, and suddenly landed on a branch in front of him, and said with a smile: "I laugh at the twilight of the strong man, poor and sad with white hair, but without strength. ”

The village chief turned a deaf ear and staggered on, and after a while he saw the bird-headed deity stop in front of him, and cried out, "It's time to go." If you don't leave, Tubo's bad luck will come! There is still an old man waiting for you in the capital. ”

"I can still fight......"

The village chief saw that his face had turned black, and the death qi had spread to his skull, sending his brain into death.

His divine treasure began to crumble, but his primordial god was still standing on the magpie bridge, and under the magpie bridge was endless darkness, bottomless darkness.

This is his Shenqiao Shenzang, there shouldn't be anything from the outside world, but there are things from the outside world in the dark, it's another world, the world of the hidden capital.

His physical body is dead, and the world of the Netherworld invades from his gods.

In the endless darkness, a paper boat floated from the dark depths of his god's hide, approaching his primordial god.

It's time for him to go, if he doesn't, Tubo will take away his primordial spirit.

The village chief's Yuan Shen looked at the other side of the Queqiao Bridge, which was the Xuanyin Bridge where the Heavenly Court was located, but there was still some distance between the two bridges, and he had to cultivate to become a god in order to be able to cross this distance and enter another mythical realm.

However, his qi and blood had been completely depleted, and his vitality could no longer flow in the body of death, and it was almost impossible for him to urge the divine crossing technique.

"As the Emperor of People, I want to fight again!"

He let out a roar, but he could no longer hear his own voice, and then he saw a ship, a ship coming from the darkness.

The ship was like a three-legged toad composed of mountains, and the moonlight flowed from the hull all over the body, and on that ship, a giant picked up half of the waning moon and bombarded the body of a god and demon, and a blow almost crippled the god and demon!

The village chief was stunned and paused.

Moon ship.

He had seen this ship before, and when he went to look for Sanssouci Township, Qin Mu had steered this ship through the darkness to find his traces.

Unexpectedly, here he met the ship again.

It was the gods and demons from the heavens who were fighting against this ship, compared to Yan Jingjing, Qin Mu was too violent, he picked up the waning moon and smashed it, he didn't care about the consequences at all!

In addition to him, there was also a dragon qilin on that boat, and the dragon qilin also had a little fox and Si Yunxiang on his back, and a royal blue Jiaowang god flying around the big boat, fighting with another god of the heavens.

"Shepherd......

The village chief's eyes were full of tears, and his heart suddenly let go, and his heart slowly stopped beating.

The bird-headed deity looked sideways at him and said, "You can rest assured now, can you, come with me, Hades is still waiting for you." ”

The village chief's heart beat for the last time, and he smiled: "I don't accept old age. ”

His primordial spirit jumped up from the magpie bridge and rushed towards the heavenly court on the opposite bank.

"I was born to be the god of war!

His primordial spirit laughed, his sword qi slammed vertically and horizontally, and rushed towards the radiant heavenly court, this moment, it seemed like eternity.

However, his gray-haired body fell.

Qin Mu followed the sound and saw the village chief gradually solidify into a stone statue falling from the sky.

————Second Update!