Chapter 606 The world will help you from time to time
Even if you are defeated, you still have to resist!
It has never been our character to sit still and wait for death. Even if we die, we will still cause unforgettable and profound harm to the enemy.
But the reality is sometimes so helpless. Although we are determined to die together, the gap in cultivation is too big.
After these three ghost generals took action, we could clearly feel the irresistible forces of restraint encircling us layer by layer, not only restricting our movements, but even the movement of true energy in our bodies was blocked, making our cultivation completely useless.
.
If you really want to kill the enemy, but you are unable to save yourself, even calling for help has become a luxury!
Seeing three giant palms falling from the sky, as sharp as thunderbolts and as majestic as falling stars, we are about to die in the hands of the Ghost King.
Even if you are unwilling, you can only accept this ending reluctantly.
If this thing really happens, then my dream is over and there will be no follow-up. Don’t even think about cultivating immortality or anything else!
But reality always plays all kinds of jokes on people, and these jokes often do not depend on the intention of the person involved, and they happen very suddenly and inexplicably.
For example, at this moment, we are watching the three ghost generals transformed by the Ghost King stretch out their huge palms and try to beat us to death with lightning speed.
However, when these giant palms really landed on our heads, they suddenly turned into a breeze and disappeared.
The giant palm, which was originally as heavy as a mountain, turned out to be lighter than a feather. We were amazed by the way the ghost king played with it, holding it high and lightly.
However, we soon realized that we had mistakenly blamed the ghost king for not being so kind!
"How could this happen...how could this happen...I, you can't do this to me!" I heard the Ghost King let out a hysterical scream.
As his screams came, it was obvious that the three ghost generals in front of him disappeared like a mirror and a moon in the water!
During this period, the angry shouts of the Ghost King were heard all the time, but we felt a sad atmosphere passing through, and our hearts were deeply touched.
You know, just now, this atmosphere still belonged to us who were dying.
"My lord, you really disappoint me! You have lost and you are going to die. How innocent I am!"
"God's will! With just a tiny bit left, I can kill these ants so that I can go back and help you..."
"Forget it! Forget it! I have never been independent. Since I was born because of you, I will die with you now!"
"But...but I'm really unwilling to do so!"
…
The ghost king's voice became smaller and smaller, sounding very ethereal. After a while, he gradually stopped hearing it, and there was no trace of the existence of ghosts or fog on the earth.
It seems like everything that just happened was like a dream!
But this dream was so real. When we woke up from the dream, the injuries on our bodies were shocking, and we lost a companion forever.
I believe that if given the choice, no one would want to have such a dream.
But the reality is so helpless. No matter life or practice, you will never be given a chance to choose. You can only accept it.
It's just that some people cope well with their fate and create a legend. It seems like they really control their fate, but in fact it's just an illusion.
But most people are directly crushed by life and struggle with their fate. They have used up all their energy just to live. How can they have more energy to chase the so-called dream?
Even if there is, it is just destiny!
Don't look at me shouting all day long to set foot on the top of the immortal path, change my fate against the will of heaven, and completely control my own destiny.
In fact, this matter itself is a false proposition. Its essence is to live hard, practice seriously, and fight against the injustice of fate.
I'm afraid that in the end, the so-called control still cannot escape a destined dream.
As the saying goes, heaven and earth all help when time comes, but heroes are not free when they are gone. This is probably the case!
"Xiang Yu! I shouldn't have brought you here... Oh!" Dewey let out a helpless sigh.
Ever since Ling Jiu disappeared unexpectedly, he had been trying his best to avoid the same thing happening again.
But in the end, when the tragedy happened in front of my eyes, I realized how powerless I was.
Xiang yesterday's death was different from Ling Jiu's. He fell down while we watched helplessly.
Regarding his ending, I have put aside all my previous concerns and can only respect him as a man.
"Lao Du, it's not your fault! This place is dangerous, we still need to pack up and move forward as soon as possible!" Shen Tuye patted his shoulder and consoled him.
"Oh, I don't know, but I can't let go after all!"
Dewey sighed: "Let's go! There is no time for us to make adjustments this time. We can only recover in real time as we move forward."
"I believe you also heard what the Ghost King said before he died. It's really a fluke that we survived this time!"
"Everyone must cherish life in the future and take as few risks as possible. Only by living can we have various possibilities and have the opportunity to realize our dreams and ambitions."
"Let's go, let's go to the front and have a look. Maybe Senior Ghost King is still there."
"Although our Qitian Academy does not conform to the concepts of his Ghost Devouring Sect, and even opposes good and evil, when it comes to the Ghost King himself, he is still moral."
"We should go thank him. If it hadn't been for him this time, if he hadn't led people into this secret realm first, I'm afraid we would all be here."
"And he is fighting against the Ghost King himself. It must be very difficult for him to fight for such a long time. He may have been seriously injured. Let's go see if he needs help."
Dewey kept talking, and it seemed that only continuous talking could relieve the repressed emotions in his heart.
During this process, none of us had any intention of interrupting him, we just nodded in agreement occasionally.
After this battle, everyone fell into deep fatigue.
Different from Dewey's chattering and Shen Tuye's looking around, at this moment I am searching relentlessly, trying to find traces of the old man.
But I understand that some things are destined to be in vain, such as finding Liu Mu...
Just now, with the collapse of the ghost king's clone, the imprisoned souls that were originally trapped in the mist of his body and finally injected into the ghost general's body dissipated. No one knows what their final fate will be.
Although I already had a bad premonition, there are some things that I haven't seen with my own eyes after all, so it's more or less a matter of luck.
I don’t have a deep friendship with Liu Mu, but he is the first outside monk I got to know after leaving Dongfang Fort and the Cloud Wall, so he has a different status in my heart.
Even if he is just a passer-by in life, he is a rare passer-by who makes me remember his name and has the shadow of his past existence.