When Lei Luo firmly shouted the words "Qingluan is gone", Zhi Wu waved his hands lightly, and the thick dust and soil on the ground suddenly lost a layer, and the groove of a bow clearly appeared at Lei Luo's feet.

The grooves of the divine bow on the ground are naturally the same as those in Lei Luo's hands.

At this time, if you still have some doubts and have to say something, it will inevitably seem a bit pretentious. Lei Luo decisively put the "Qingluan Death" in his hand into the groove on the ground.

There was no imaginary light, no thrilling changes, just a figure standing up from the groove in the ground.

This figure seemed so familiar, Lei Luo looked at this figure attentively, and immediately remembered that he was a person in the Eight Clans Alliance when he was looking at the mural just now.

"If I'm not mistaken," said Thunderfall excitedly, "you're the Terran Xuanhuang. ”

The figure was noncommittal, with a faint smile on its face, and then flashed, turning into a trace of electricity and shooting into Lei Luo's brain.

Lei Luo trembled, and immediately sat down cross-legged, his brows furrowed, as if he was thinking very bitterly.

Seeing this scene, Zhiwu smiled slightly, and said happily: "I thought that I would not stand together, but I didn't expect it, but I sympathized with each other." Hahaha......"

Zhi Wu smiled enough, gradually became serious, his eyes flashed like a torch, and he said to Zhi Wu: "The mission that I should complete to stop Wu can finally be completed today, and I don't have much spiritual power left." Let's get down to business. ”

As he spoke, he stood up and glanced at Lei Luo, who was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, his expression changing extremely complicated. Zhiwu turned his head and walked towards the platform that was three or five meters square. Ascending the stone staircase and standing in the center of the platform, Zhiwu's expression became serious and solemn.

Zhi Wu took a deep breath, turned his head with infinite nostalgia and glanced at the "Four Treasures of the Zhi Family", "Qingluan Leaving the Dead", and "Imperial Power Punishment" on the wall, then turned around and said solemnly: "The heirs of the mantle of the Zhi family are worried and listen to the order." ”

I don't know if the atmosphere is too sacred, or if the little demon feels something, this girl who has never been serious, listened to Zhiwu's words, and actually knelt down as if receiving a holy decree.

"Stop worrying about reincarnation for a hundred generations, the wisdom root is immortal, the spiritual power is not reduced, and what is even more rare is that I stop the family bones, arrogance, righteousness, and sacrifice, you have completely inherited it, which is really my luck to stop the family, and it is really the blessing of the human race. Zhiwu paused, and his voice suddenly raised, "Now, as the ancestor of the Zhiwu family, I will pass on your 'Spirit of Zhiwu', and hope that you will assist the "Second Emperor of the Terran Race" and complete the revival of my Terran Race." Stop the Universal Conspiracy. ”

Regarding the word "Universal Conspiracy", there was no clear concept of the Stopping Worries and Thunder at that time, and it was not long before the two learned that this "Universal Conspiracy" was the root of everyone's fate.

As he spoke, with a wave of his hand, the little demon had just put into the recess on the wall appeared in his hand. At the same time, the white light on Zhiwu's chest appeared again, like a trickle, slowly flowing towards Zhiwu's ring......

In a moment, as if it had gained life, it began to turn uneasily, and the light was brilliant and warm, as if it could turn all darkness into nothingness.

As soon as the martial hand was raised again, the Stop Worry Ring cheered and jumped, like a spirit full of magic, running towards the Stop Worry. At that moment, Zhiwu seems to see Zhizhi coming to life, Zhiwu can see its excitement, can see its enthusiasm, it is by no means a worry to stop the eyes, that is definitely a person has feelings. The running precept of stopping worries is like a child who has learned a skill, is complacent, and wants to go home to report the good news.

The Anxiety Ring fell into the little demon's fingers, and it was like a child who had found his mother, and fell asleep quietly, no longer noisy.

Zhiwu smiled with relief and said, "Little girl, there are all the things you should have in this worry-free ring, I hope you cherish it." ”

Stop worrying three times and bow nine times, and said sincerely: "The ancestors of the Zhijia family can rest assured that they will not fail in their mission." ”

"Hehehe......" Zhi Wu smiled with relief, suddenly changed his tone, and said solemnly to Lei Luo, who was still closing his eyes and contemplating: "Listen to the Thunder Emperor, the heavy responsibility of the revival of the human race is borne by you." Stopping worries is your most powerful protector and your destined lover, I hope you treat her well. Otherwise, I won't let you go. ”

Zhiwu must have made a mistake in many things, and Lei Luo wanted to distinguish a few words, but he didn't have time to withdraw. Zhiwu didn't give Lei Luo a chance to speak. He then said loudly: "Today, I will pass on to you the purest 'Xuanhuang Power' left by Xuanhuang, the ancestor of the human race, and only you can be qualified to inherit this Xuanhuang power. I hope you will unlock the Xuanhuang Spectrum as soon as possible, open the Pure Land of Original Sin, and work with the descendants to stop the Universal Conspiracy...... The Human Emperor and the Thunder Emperor were mortal enemies, but I didn't expect that from now on, they would become the closest comrades-in-arms, hehehehe......"

As soon as the words fell, Zhi Wu waved his hands continuously, and saw that his entire body began to emit yellow light, and the yellow light became more and more abundant, turning into a dusk and heavy yellow light arrows, shooting towards the thunder. Lei Luo can feel that the arrows composed of those beams do not have a trace of danger, and Lei Luo can also feel that these beams of light that can't wait to rush towards him seem to have been waiting for this day for a long time, cheering, making noise, and drilling into Lei Luo's body, like a child who is in a hurry to go home.

The sharp arrows composed of those beams passed through every pore and entered Lei Luo's body, and Lei Luo immediately felt a sense of intimacy with these influx of power, as if these forces should belong to him, and he was a part of his body......

Looking at Zhiwu again, he turned into a skeleton of Bai Sensen - he felt that his physical body just now was actually transformed by this "Xuanhuang power".

The last ray of light entered Lei Luo's body, and Zhiwu laughed twice, took off the white robe on his body, waved it lightly towards the little demon, and said slowly: "From now on, there is only Zhiwu in the world, and there is no Zhiwu." Then he sat down slowly, motionless, but a gentle expression could be seen on his face.

At this moment, Lei Luo had already finished communicating with Xuanhuang's shadow, and he had completely absorbed the "Xuanhuang Power" from Zhiwu, stood up, and stood beside Zhiwu.

A sense of sadness suddenly surged into Lei Luo's heart, originally Lei Luo had nothing to do with this stop, but I don't know why, Lei Luo is very sad. This sadness seems to come from the soul.

There was still a faint white light on Zhiwu's chest, and at this time, the last bit of white light also disappeared, and Zhiwu sat so quietly, as if he had never moved since the thunderfall and Zhiwu came in.

Looking at the worries again, the corners of his eyes were already full of tears, dripping down drop by drop. Lei Luo was about to comfort a few words, but she took action, pinched the trick with both hands out of thin air, and said something in her mouth, and then saw the skeleton of Zhiwu, and began to slowly dissolve into the ground, dissolving so naturally, it seemed that the skeleton was a part of the earth.

The little demon turned his head to look at Lei Luo, there was no trace of expression on his face, and he said coldly to Lei Luo: "Lei Luo, you remember, from today onwards, call me to stop worrying, and you are not allowed to call me Xiao Demon again, the name of Xiao You, only one person is qualified to call it, and his name is Cho Yu." ”

The little demon knelt down, knelt down three times and bowed to the platform, and then said to Lei Luo, "It's your turn." ”

Regardless of whether what the old man said was right or wrong, he was always kind to Lei Luo, and Lei Luo learned from the little demon and knelt down.

"Thunderfall, you remember. The little demon stood behind Lei Luo, and while watching Lei Luo bow down, he said, "Although you and Cho Yu both shoulder a sacred mission, when you have a conflict, I will definitely help him or not." ”

After the little demon said this, he put the white robe thrown by Zhiwu on his body, and saw that the surrounding scenery was like a mist of water, and he couldn't see it really, and then he looked closely, where there was a stone tower, where there was still Zhiwu, Lei Luo and Zhi Wei were standing on the mountainside where Lei Luo first appeared, looking back, a misty mountain, the kind old man, the elder who knew all the secrets, just slept in this illusion that never seemed to exist.

"Kneel!" "Stop worrying, the voice was sad and almost desperate, "Thunderfall, I am the ancestor of the family, relying on a trace of spiritual power to support until now, just to pass on the power of Xuanhuang to you......"

"But, it's ......," Lei Luo distinguished, "the predecessors of Zhiwu did all this, not to pass on your mantle......"

"Shut up for me!" Zhi Wei actually howled and cried, "You conscienceless thing, you kneel down for me." ”

Seeing that Zhi Wu was crying so sadly, Lei Luo didn't dare to say anything more, and fell to his knees.

The mountain wind is blowing coldly, the floating clouds on the horizon are flowing back and forth, and the green mountains stand in front of me, not knowing that they have been tens of millions of years, time is changing, space is changing, and everything in the world is constantly changing. In the transformation of time and space, we will always lose too many things that we do not want to lose.

In that distant era, the era that was forgotten by time and buried in the flood of history, Zhiwu must have been a strong man, a strong man with great spirits. At that time, he may be admired by thousands of people, may dominate one side, may be considered to be worshiped as a god, or may dominate the life and death of thousands of living beings...... However, thousands of years later, he has also become a skeleton, sleeping in this unknown green mountain.

What is eternal? Is there eternal? Can there be eternity?

Zhizhi is still crying, but not howling like he did just now. Looking at the seemingly weak and uncontrollable worries, Lei Luo knew how powerful she was now. But despite this, it is inevitable that he will be saddened by the departure of his loved ones.

Can you be strong enough to bring people back to life? If you can, will there be sad things in this world?

Perhaps, crying to stop worrying is not only for the sake of martial arts, but also for yourself. A little woman like her, her life has just begun, and the flowers of love have just bloomed, but what kind of human righteousness and global conspiracy do she have to shoulder, is it too cruel?

In fact, isn't this the case with thunderfall?

Zhiwu relies on a trace of spiritual power to keep his wisdom immortal, just to inherit his mantle, and Lei Luo has really gained great benefits, people like Zhiwu, who have waited for thousands of years, must be very important. Such a person deserves respect.

Facing that mountain, Lei Luo once again pious three bows and nine knocks, for the deceased elders, for the ancient road warm intestines to stop the family bones.

The cry of Zhiwu gradually became smaller, and when Lei Luo knelt down and worshipped, Zhi Zhi turned around, hugged Lei Luo, leaned his head on Lei Luo's shoulder, and kept sobbing. Lei Luo was overwhelmed by this sudden move, and he didn't know what to do.

"Hold me. He sobbed and said, "I'm cold." ”

At this time, she seems to be so weak and pitiful. Lei Luo knew that she wouldn't be cold, so cold, I'm afraid it was heart. From today on, the fate of Zhiwu is afraid that it will be the same as that of "Huangquan Tongwei" Zhiyuan, forever lonely and lonely.