Chapter 1239 What happened to him in the future
Li Wangyu, from the time his heart was taken out by an alien to the death of that alien...
He didn't even turn around to take a look.
At the same time, the totem transformed from the Azure Dragon fell off his left arm and turned into a gust of black wind, sweeping towards the three aliens!
puff!
puff!puff!
Three aliens exploded one after another...
In an instant, there were only two aliens left around him, one of which was the translucent humanoid creature.
The other one has a human body, four wings on its back, and a head similar to an insect...
At this time, Li Wangyu's life breath was like the Yellow River bursting its banks, weakening again and again.
Without any hesitation, the last totem on his body fell off instantly.
It turned into a horrific sea of fire, covering the last two alien races.
At this moment, the translucent creature shouted again.
“Fight for freedom!”
After saying this, he turned and fled, his figure disappearing into the distance in an instant...
The last alien with a human body and a bug head was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't understand why the companion who shouted the loudest and had the strongest strength suddenly ran away?
The next moment, he was engulfed in a sea of fire.
The sea of fire formed by Suzaku's energy instantly ignited his body, rapidly turning it into black ash...
Li Wangyu's gaze fell on the fleeing alien. At this time, its figure was only a small black dot.
The remaining one-fifth of Li Wangyu's soul walked out from between his eyebrows and turned into a golden figure.
The next moment, the golden figure disappeared from the spot...
Zhao Yin could no longer see the translucent figure, and only heard a scream coming from a very distant direction.
After a while, a dim golden light came quickly and sank into Li Wangyu's brow...
As he opened his eyes, the battle seemed to have come to an end.
His body was already riddled with holes, and his soul was 99% gone...
His expression, on the contrary, calmed down, and he took a step forward and returned to the earth.
"Grandpa Wang!" Li Wangyu spoke.
At this time, the green light wrapped around Zhao Yin finally moved forward again and came to ten meters behind Li Wangyu.
But at this moment, Li Wangyu seemed to no longer see Zhao Yin.
Zhao Yin said, "Brother Ergou!"
Li Wangyu couldn't hear it either, as if he had forgotten that this was a scene that happened in ancient times and everything was just a dream he created.
It also seemed that with his current ability, his eyes could not travel through time and space to see Zhao Yin's figure in the green light.
Zhao Yin looked at his back. His yellow robe was torn to pieces, and his majestic back was riddled with holes. He could see the lines on his bones and skin. It was as if his entire body had already turned into dust, and he had just forcibly merged himself...
Underground, in a huge pit thousands of feet deep, Lao Wang's heart was pierced by a giant claw. The claw seemed to have some terrible power, and even his soul was sealed up...
Lao Wang opened his eyes weakly, a miserable smile appearing on his lips.
Li Wangyu raised his hand and pointed, and the giant claws broke into pieces. Old Wang dragged his seriously injured body and suddenly rushed out of the pit.
“The Emperor…!”
Tears rolled down the corners of Lao Wang's eyes.
He seemed to understand everything.
Emperor Li Wangyu, for this battle, borrowed the corpses of the four symbols, sublimated to the utmost, and died without any fuel!
There is no possibility of survival!
"Your Majesty, do you have any wishes?" Old Wang asked tremblingly.
At this moment, Li Wangyu stood there, his embarrassed figure looking extremely calm and free and easy.
"I, Li Wangyu, have led the human race to glory for hundreds of millions of years in my life, but the human race has also fallen into decline because of me."
"I protect all races and bring peace for billions of years, but in their eyes, it is oppression and restriction!"
"It's a merit and a fault, but it's a pity... no one reviewed my book!"
After saying this, Li Wangyu sighed.
"Your Majesty, why don't you leave a record of time and space? Whether it is merit or demerit, it will be judged by future generations!"
“Descendants…!”
Li Wangyu muttered in a low voice, and suddenly, a hint of his former vigor and vitality emerged in his dim eyes.
"I, Li Wangyu, am such a hero. If you want to stay, then I will intercept a period of time!"
"Your Majesty!" Old Wang was shocked.
"Grandpa Wang, are you willing to help me?" Li Wangyu asked with a smile.
"The Emperor has given an order, and no one dares to disobey!"
Lao Wang bowed.
Li Wangyu laughed, grabbed Lao Wang's wrist, and flew forward.
The green light surrounding Zhao Yin also enveloped him and followed closely behind the two of them.
It was as if Li Wangyu and Lao Wang had forgotten what they had just seen. Maybe... maybe in their eyes, what they saw was another time and space...
Perhaps, it was the rules of the Dream Shadow Spacetime that made them continue along the original path...
Zhao Yin wanted to speak when he suddenly saw a bottle of wine in Li Wangyu's hand.
Extraordinary wine in ordinary glass.
That was the wine bottle that Zhao Dehai and others had made by smelting sand and stone. But now, the ordinary wine bottle was filled with vicissitudes of life, as if it had experienced billions of years.
Li Wangyu tilted his head back, took a big gulp of wine, and exhaled a breath of alcohol.
"I don't know how my brother Zhao Yin is doing in the future."
There was a sense of loneliness in the voice.
Some people, just one glance, are destined to be lifelong friends.
Some people, even if they are together for a lifetime, are still strangers!
Zhao Yin, who was standing behind him, felt a little less sad because Ergou couldn't see.
Even though Brother Ergou has forgotten, the world he is in at this moment is the dream shadow space and time that he is about to create.
He still hasn't forgotten his brother!
Zhao Yin was moved, and his eyes were filled with warmth as he looked at Ergou's embarrassed figure.
"Brother Ergou, Uncle Wang!" Zhao Yin spoke.
But they still seemed to hear nothing.
The green light carried Zhao Yin, and followed Li Wangyu and Lao Wang, passing through the space barrier and entering another world.
It was the ancestral world of Li Wangyu and Lao Wang. The previous battlefield had already ended the war.
The ground was littered with corpses, and the figures of both humans and aliens were gone.
It was Song Xiaodao and his companions who appeared on the battlefield. At this moment, Zhou Dandan was picking up a broken knife...
The broken knife in her hand slowly became illusory and finally disappeared.
"Still can't I take it away?" Zhou Dandan murmured.
The green light carried Zhao Yin and flew over their heads, and no one seemed to notice.
Zhao Yin was worried about their safety and wanted to stop, but found that he could not shake the green light at all.
Li Wangyu and Lao Wang in front have already returned to the sky above the imperial city.
Zhao Yin, who was in the green light, also arrived instantly.
He understood that this epic witness was not over yet.
The energy shield above the city had already been shattered, and the ground was littered with corpses.
Zhao Yin saw the young man who lost both arms, his head and body separated... He also saw the pregnant woman lying in a pool of blood...
In the distance, a group of old people and children, all crying, walked towards Li Wangyu and knelt on the ground.
Li Wangyu sighed and told everyone to leave and choose another place for the human race to reproduce.
Everyone cried even louder, bowed three times and kowtowed nine times to Li Wangyu and Lao Wang, and then left through the city gate.
No one knows where their fate will go...
Zhao Yin didn't hear it either. In this battle, who would win between the human race and the alien race?
Zhao Yin saw that there were hundreds of humans who did not leave with the group...
One of the girls looked to be about thirteen or fourteen years old, and there was a familiar look between her eyebrows that gave Zhao Yin a sense of familiarity.
Wang Chunhua!
