When Wang Luo chose to gallop to the outskirts of the city, he didn't expect to meet Huanglong again.

When the old general gave him the cloak, he was like a lonely. And the situation at that time did seem like the last meeting between the two.

Wang Luozhi returned to the Molin camp, but he felt that even if Longtai Dingshan became an ownerless thing, the power of the magic weapon itself would not be reduced...... In fact, this is the only way to find all over the city without being restricted by the governor's edict.

It's just that I didn't expect to see him in the end, and I didn't expect that meeting again would just be able to say goodbye to him before he left.

Although the old general did not turn the famine, he obviously paid an extremely heavy price in order to avoid the famine, and at this time he was running out of oil and running out. In the hollow of the chest, life is passing at an alarming rate. And the true yuan and divine thoughts also failed together.

For the vast majority of infant-level monks, the physical body is still their foundation. Even if a cultivator in this realm can already make the Yuan Shen show a variety of supernatural changes, such as being released from the body and traveling in the daytime. But once the body is mortally wounded, the primordial spirit has no place to return and can only collapse in the end.

The reincarnation of the military is basically the privilege of the gods, with the exception of a very small number of Yuanying-level, all of which have extremely harsh requirements for the surrounding conditions, and obviously at this time, the suburbs of Rongcheng City, the Molin camp, cannot meet those requirements.

If the heart is shattered, there is only one way to die.

What's more, the old general's powerful punch just now overdrew the few remaining parts of his vitality, and after spitting out a mouthful of black blood, he fainted on his back to the sky......

Several pairs of arms supported him at the same time.

"Old General!"

"General Huang!"

Liao Fan, Lu Tianqing, and ...... General Step?!

Seeing the familiar scarface, Wang Luo was taken aback.

Although I hadn't seen it before...... But when he took up his cloak and flew towards the Governor's Palace, because of the connection between the magic weapons of Mo Lin, he seemed to be far away, and he could also sense that this infantry general was blown out of the head by Huang Long.

So, is it a delusion?

General Bu seemed to see Wang Luo's doubts, and said in a low voice: "I am the seventh, and the one who died is the sixth, but please keep this matter secret." ”

“？？”

Wang Luo really didn't understand at this time, but obviously the atmosphere at this time was not suitable to delve into these details and trivial matters, he and several Molin soldiers supported Huang Long, and placed the old general in a dark red flickering magic circle on the ground. As soon as he stepped into the magic circle, Wang Luo felt a wave of heat rushing towards him.

"What is this circle?"

"Cremation array."

It was Huang Long's own voice that answered him. This voice did not come from the body that was dying of life, but after Huang Long woke up after a short period of coma, he directly released Yuan Ying and had a final conversation with Wang Luo with his divine thoughts.

"The Molin people have never paid attention to burials, and the front-line soldiers burned wherever they died, and the comrades-in-arms brought the military badges back to the temple, and their souls and heroic spirits would be glorious and immortal with the Ning Yuan Tu...... What's more, although the old man barely kept the innocence of Yuan Ying just now, his body was indeed polluted, so he still burned it clean. However, the old man was originally going to refine himself into Yuan Dan here, which can be regarded as a glorious commemoration. As a result, before he could light the fire, he felt a burst of desolate poisonous aura coming towards him, forcing the old man to blow up his body on the spot. ”

“……”

"When I woke up, I saw that it was you who flew in with a muddy desolate demon, and the smell of desolation on your body was almost a little stronger than the mud......"

Speaking of this, Huang Long stopped speaking and waited for Wang Luo's explanation.

Obviously, even if the old general dies, he will never be sloppy on the issue of famine.

It's one thing to help Wang Luo get rid of Han Wu, it's another thing to sit back and ignore his poison.

Wang Luo then said succinctly: "I entered the Dan with desolate poison, so I killed the type who fled into the governor's palace. After Ning Dan, there was nothing unusual, my mind was clear, and my mind was free. Perhaps it was the innate Dao Body's resistance to desolate poison that was extraordinary. In short, it is now that I dominate the desolation, not the desolation. ”

Huang Long was surprised, and Yuan Ying flickered in the array: "Unheard of!" There are many ways to resist the erosion of desolation with self-cultivation, but the old man is really ...... to absorb such a large amount of desolation poison into his body and maintain his sanity."

Speaking of this, Huang Long suddenly paused, as if remembering something.

But Wang Luo couldn't wait for his answer.

"I'm sorry old general, I can't stay here for long, Han Ying...... Han Guming is still making trouble, I must rush to deal with him as soon as possible, and then come and talk to the general in detail. ”

"Oh?" Huang Long made a strange sound, "You said Han Guming? He's supposed to be dead by now, huh? ”

Wang Luo was surprised: "What is the old general talking about?" ”

Huang Long said: "If he doesn't die, why did the chaos in Rongcheng suddenly stop?" ”

Wang Luo was even more surprised, so he simply rose into the air and came to a high place to look at the whole city...... Sure enough, when I saw that the city was in chaos due to the governor's decree, order had been restored.

For example, the soldiers of the desolation team who worked hard all the way to resist the authoritarian backlash to maintain the air and waterway to help Wang Luo rush to the outskirts of the city were showing puzzled and relieved expressions at this time.

Seeing Wang Luo coming into the air, the soldier who looked like the captain cautiously came over and said, "Lord Wang Mountain is so ......."

The next moment, several team members came to him with gold bottles in their hands, as if they wanted to rescue the wounded at any time.

However, the captain did not take any backlash damage.

After that, the captain was even more bold, took the initiative to shake Wang Luo's hand, patted him on the shoulder, and was not pushed away by Wang Luo until he brought his lips over.

But he was overjoyed.

"The Governor's decree has been lifted!"

The conclusion is obvious, if it were not for this, it would be an unforgivable sin for the dignified members of the desolation team to behave so well with the desolate demon hand-picked by the governor.

And the inference is equally obvious, if it weren't for Han Guming's death, how could the governor's edict be lifted?

While Wang Luo overfulfilled the task, Han Ying also lived up to her mission and did what she should do.

Now, the two main culprits of the Desolate Demons have been ambushed, and the contaminated Immortal Alliance personnel have also been controlled, and the crisis of the desolate city has finally come to an end.

It's just that Wang Luo didn't have the slightest sense of joy in his heart to win.

Seeing the rising sun from the eastern horizon, it was becoming golden and dazzling, as if it wanted to sweep away all the darkness and filth...... But those who have passed away cannot come back.

Whether it's Han Guming, or Huang Long.

After falling from the sky, Wang Luo could already hear the choking sound of the Mo Lin soldiers.

It turned out that just a moment after Wang Luo left, Huang Long's body had completely died, leaving only the primordial infant like a rootless tree, crumbling in the air.

There is really not much time left for this old general to stay in the world.

For the Molin soldiers who have been on the front line all the year round, the life and death of their comrades and even their bosses have long been commonplace, but Huanglong's departure is different.

Wang Luo had mixed feelings in his heart, but he was more unyielding and unwilling, so that he couldn't help clenching his fists.

"It shouldn't be like this! There should be a way! The general's primordial infant can already survive independently after the death of the physical body, even for a moment, it is also a clear proof that it has touched the late stage of the realm! At this time, just find the right physical ......"

But it was Huang Long who smiled lightly: "Where can I find a suitable body?" The requirements for the Yuanying-level seizure are far more stringent than those of the gods. The original owner's soul must be destroyed, and the body will not be damaged. It also wants the body to be able to hold a complete Yuan Infant into the body, so that it will not burst on the spot. This is tantamount to asking a practitioner who is at least in the late Yuan Infant period to destroy the Yuan Shen and give me my physical body to live. Even if the Immortal Alliance is so big, I'm afraid that such a physical body will ......."

At the last word, Huang Long was stunned.

Everyone was stunned.

Driven by the incredible emotions in his heart, Wang Luo's gaze slowly turned to the holy and white Longtai Dingshan not far away...... at the foot of the mountain.

(End of chapter)