Lu Yebao is in the final battle with fate, as long as he admits defeat, life will stop at this point

In life, either you are against fate, or you are played by fate. There's nothing you don't need to fight again, and there's nothing you simply get, you won't cherish at all.

Lu Yebao's wounds kept reminding him of the feeling of being alive, as long as he closed his eyes, he would be able to calm down, forever, but he couldn't, couldn't!!

"My life may not be what God wants, I may be betraying the world if I live, but I must live to show Heaven and Earth! Live to show the world!" Lu Yebao screamed wildly, and the furnishings in the house couldn't help but shake under the influence of his superpowers.

Although his will was strong, his body's fear of death grew stronger, and his soul trembled. Lu Yebao's confrontation with the wound reached its peak, and the mental method in his body began to surge, and the majestic aura searched around the town for the life energy that could be used.

Surrounded by fire, the old prophet was surrounded by harmless flames, and he came to the shore of the Red Sea to face Egypt across the sea.

“Red_sea!“ The Prophet looked at the surging surface of the Red Sea and felt a great deal of emotion, and his chest swelled. It was here thousands of years ago that he opened the Red Sea with a wooden stick. The old prophet closed his eyes and threw his hands apart. Driven the faith in my heart, in an instant, the wind and clouds steamed, and the scorching wind!

Flocks of birds are singing, countless holy ibises, falcons and Egyptian geese, speckled like a huge army, rushing over the sea to Egypt on the other side of the sea.

Looking at the torn flesh of the walking corpses left on the sand, the Blood Soul lowered the binoculars. "Who is she, ...... Ghost"

"I don't know, I've been with my master for so long, and I've never seen such a perfect work of art. Ghost said

"A work of art?" Bloodsoul laughed, "yes, she's perfect as a zombie!"

In the wind and sand, a shadow ran without hesitation, she was panting and sweating. With a thud, she fell to the ground. But she looked up into the distance, struggling to get up again, "Yebao, you wait for me......"

"Wen Xi! Wen Xi!" came the sound of Zhang Pengfei and the rich girl chasing behind her, and she didn't care about it at all. She listened to her breath and climbed up the second floor. An Ping just glanced at her briefly and pointed to the house.

Lu Yebao's wounds had been simply bandaged, and the blood on his body turned the sheets red, and at this time he was sweating like rain, his muscles were bruised, and his expression was painful, which made people unbearable to look at directly. He was in the final battle against death, but the power of gathering was clearly outworn, and his breath was disordered.

"Yebao!" Wen Ximing's eyes looked at Lu Yebao's pale face, as well as the wounds on his body. She quickly grabbed Lu Yebao's arm, "You promise me, promise me that nothing will happen!" she prayed, a tear coming out of her eyes.

Lu Yebao couldn't answer, he kept kicking his thighs, rubbing the back of his feet, his heads were weak, but he clenched his fists, struggled, struggled, and refused to give in!

In Birkash, people are still bustling and haggling in the camel market. The camels are still a mountain and a sea, which is dizzying. Suddenly, the excitement was broken, and the sky flew this dense crowd of birds, their chaotic calls, and hurried figures left a deep impression.

The birds rushed towards the mosque in Birkash, and the imam of the mosque was alarmed by the birdsong, and he walked out of the mosque. But seeing countless birds flying separately, they angrily hit the wall of the mosque without slowing down, red blood flowed down the wall, and the birds fell to the ground one after another, dying.

"no!no!" the imam shouted, waving his arms to meet the situation, to stop the tragedy in front of him! His eyes watered with tears." Allah Allah!...... Why is that?"

Bird corpses fell in the mosque temple, and countless vitality that originally belonged to them were quantified into the breath of the Daodao, passing through the rays of light, rushing into an inconspicuous hut and converging into Lu Yebao's body.

Lu Yebao unconsciously gained more strength, and his body floated into the air.

"For the sake of mankind, God has finally given up the beloved birds and creatures he created in exchange for an opportunity," said the prophet on the seashore, "Can the sacrifice of nature be exchanged for the awakening of man!, or will mankind finally meet the final judgment of the gods and the sigh of the end times!"

As soon as the Prophet stepped on the sea, the clear sky began to turn cloudy, and lightning and thunder roared. In the midst of the storm, the prophet stepped across the sea and headed for Egypt.

The more power was gathered, the more light came out of Lu Yebao's body. "Ah——!" The house began to shake, and the furnishings in the house were broken by the force, and debris flew everywhere. An Ping in the corridor was shocked by a powerful force and couldn't open his eyes, "This kind of power," she dodged the air currents that suffocated her, "it was full of sighs!"

At this time, Anping saw a back figure in the corridor. "You're leaving, you're leaving him?"

Wen Xi turned her face sideways, and the wind caressed her long hair. "Yes......"

"Can't you wait for him to wake up?"

"You don't understand?" Wen Xi turned his head to look at An Ping, his eyes were red, and tears burst out, "I'm afraid, I'm afraid that after he wakes up, I won't be willing to leave......"