Yang Yi's body fell to the ground. He was unable to move. The meridians in his body were completely damaged, and his skin was faintly red.
He was crippled, and now he was just a cripple. The energy in his Dantian had disappeared without a trace. Even the Holy Light Sword that had just established contact with him had completely lost its movement at this time.
Yang Yi lay on the ground with his eyes open. Maybe this was his fate. It was nothing to sacrifice himself to protect the land of the gods. At least he could live the rest of his life peacefully in the land of the gods.
"Ye Feng!"
The voices of Mo Qu and Xue Ji sounded in the distance, and Jack appeared in front of him, staring at his body up and down, and then his eyes became serious.
"This guy's meridians and Dantian are all destroyed. I'm afraid he can no longer practice."
"What?"
Mo Qudu froze and looked at Yang Yi in disbelief, "How could it become like this?"
Yang Yi smiled, and Xue Ji squatted down and helped him sit up.
"It hurts, it hurts, be gentle."
Yang Yi grinned and said, looking at his friends in front of him.
Several people had scars on their bodies, especially Mo Qu, who was even more broken. Despite this, they still looked at him worriedly.
Obviously they suffered as much as themselves, and even said that they were just unfortunate enough to become disabled.
"Take it."
Yang Yi handed the Xu Ring to Mo Qu, "Now that I have no more resources, I can no longer give you the elixir from the Xu Ring. You can find and drink it yourself."
"What happened and why did it become like this?"
Mo Qu didn't take Yang Yi's ring, but just asked. Yang Yi shook his head.
"Use my body to transform the power of the gods, and inject it into the magic circle through the Holy Light Sword to repair it. You can think of me as a filter."
"Isn't it normal for the filter to carry too much media that needs to be filtered and eventually break due to overload?"
Yang Yi turned his head and glanced at the magic circle. The illuminated totem of the magic circle was particularly eye-catching in the sky. The fallen angels and fallen spirits who fled to various places were summoned uncontrollably by the huge totem.
One returned to the magic circle.
"But you..."
Mo Qu couldn't bear it. If he had known that the result would be like this, he would never have let Yang Yi go. But now, everything has become a foregone conclusion.
Death is easy, but losing everything you have worked so hard to gain is the most painful. Mo Qu can understand Yang Yi's feelings very well, just like he did back then, working hard from the Nine Realms to the Court of Gods, only to lose everything in the end.
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"Don't worry, I'm fine."
Yang Yi shook his head, "Actually, when my meridians started to become disordered, I already guessed that this might be my final outcome, so it's okay."
Xue Ji looked at Yang Yi, feeling a little unbearable. At this time, a dazzling golden light hit several people, and Mo Qu subconsciously blocked Yang Yi's back.
The golden light dissipated, and the man who had been confronting God just now stood in front of everyone, but his eyes were fixed on Yang Yi.
Similarly, Yang Yi was looking back at him, and the two of them looked at each other in silence.
"It's the fallen angel number one on the list, be careful."
Jack suddenly tensed up and looked at the man warily, like an irritated cat, but the man didn't even look at him, staring straight at Yang Yi.
Yang Yi naturally recognized him,
The top among the fallen angels, he had seen this man in the roster.
Dangerous and mysterious, although he was among the second batch to be sealed, his qualifications are even longer than the current God, and he was the predecessor of the God of Curses.
There was an ominous aura all over his body, which made Jack even more nervous. He protected Yang Yi behind him and whispered.
"Be careful. Don't answer his questions or talk to him casually. He is very powerful. It is possible that even a certain sentence may be a curse."
"So the best thing to do is not communicate with him."
"It doesn't matter."
Yang Yi smiled faintly, "I have nothing that interests him now."
He pushed aside the people who were protecting him and walked in front of the man. The man looked straight at him with a calm expression, and he didn't feel any malice from him.
"So you are the strongest one."
Yang Yi was the first to speak, "Will the strongest be restrained by the magic circle?"
"meeting."
The man answered Yang Yi's question seriously, "Your meridians have been destroyed, and your Dantian has also been destroyed. You should be feeling very uncomfortable now."
"You sacrificed everything for the entire land of gods, but they won't be grateful to you. You are the only one who silently paid, and lost everything. Don't you hate it?"
The man's voice asked slowly, and Yang Yi shook his head, "There is nothing to hate, because this is all of my own free will. If I don't want to, no one can force me."
"After all, I have lived for so long and experienced so much, and I no longer have any goals or pursuits. If I can exchange my life for all peace, it will not be a loss."
Yang Yi's expression was very calm. The man looked at him and said, "The so-called sacrifices are all hypocritical. People seem to be like this. They are always pretending and don't mean what they say. , hypocritical.”
The man's body moved towards the magic circle uncontrollably, and his voice gradually came, "I hope you won't regret what you did, and... I will come back again, you have to live well and wait for me to come
Looking for you."
"Does he hate you? I guess he will take revenge on you!"
Mo Qu frowned, and Yang Yi smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, I think he won't be able to get out for a long time in the future."
Yang Yi picked up the Holy Light Sword in his hand. He took a good look at the sword for the first time. The sword was clear and translucent, glowing with golden light. It was really beautiful.
Unfortunately, he can no longer use it.
"You go find the new owner."
Yang Yi smiled and said, "Now I can no longer control you."
As he spoke, Yang Yi swung the Holy Light Sword hard. After the Holy Light Sword flew away uncontrollably, it fell steadily into the hands of another person.
"Lord God."
Everyone bowed and saluted, and God, with a holy and gentle aura on his body, slowly walked towards a few people.
"Thanks a lot."
God nodded slightly to Yang Yi, and Yang Yi shook his head, "It's nothing, others would do the same thing."
"I will find a way to deal with your matter. The top priority is to seal it."
God's expression was very calm, "I'll lend you the Holy Light Sword."
"please."
Yang Yi glanced at the Holy Light Sword. The sword's light dimmed when it reached the Lord's hand.
Yang Yi raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that the son of the previous God could not get any benefit from him. No wonder not everyone can use this sword.
