Ten? Looking at the pseudo-god-level ghosts coming towards him, the old man wanted to refute Qin Luo at this moment.
Are those ten? That's obviously more than ten!
The number is still increasing, and he feels fear growing in his heart. He is awesome, he has some means, but... facing this situation, he can't do it! He is not good enough.
At this moment, only one word emerged in his mind: escape!
But he can't escape, he came here for a mission!
Turning around, he rushed straight towards Zhao Cang, even if he died, he had to send Zhao Cang out!
But just when he turned around, he saw many demigod-level ghosts appear.
Ten? Twenty? Or thirty! Forty!
How to fight this?
He rushed out with a brave face, but unfortunately, facing the human wave tactics of the ghost army, even if he was slightly stronger, even if he had some means, it would be useless.
He still knelt, and he could only kneel.
Bang! The whole person knelt on the ground, suppressed to death.
He was still some distance away from Zhao Cang, but he couldn't get through.
"Pretend, pretend again!" Qin Luo glanced at the old man sarcastically, and then set his eyes on Zhao Cang.
"Sorry, your reinforcements were killed by me."
"Next, what other means do you have?"
"Use as much as you can, I want to see if you can walk out of my Human Emperor Banner today."
Qin Luo's tone was full of sarcasm. He knew that the son of destiny and the son of heaven had many means and many trump cards.
Heaven was still taking sides, and he just wanted to see what other means Zhao Cang had today!
As Qin Luo spoke, he waved his hand, and the ghosts under his command began to launch a crazy attack on Zhao Cang's turtle shell.
He said he wanted to see the other party's means, but he also understood that the villain died because of talking too much.
"Don't have any illusions. The battle outside is over."
Qin Luo waved his hand, and the scene outside appeared in the Human Emperor Banner.
At this moment, Lu Yunting was still killing people everywhere. Zhao Cang looked at this scene with a dead heart.
Zhao Huairen died, and the other pseudo-gods of the Zhao family were also dying. A pseudo-god couldn't even withstand Lu Yunting's attack.
In the end, those people could only kneel on the ground and beg for Lu Yunting's forgiveness.
Zhao Cang knew that the last ray of hope was shattered. Even if he escaped from the Human Emperor Banner, what would it matter?
Outside, he still couldn't escape.
Zhao Cang sighed deeply, he looked at Qin Luo and said, "You did win."
"But, people can't always win."
"In this battle of luck, I failed, but your future is also doomed!"
Zhao Cang is a very decisive person. He knew that he was doomed today, so he didn't struggle.
"Qin Luo, I will die today, but someone will avenge me in the future!"
Zhao Cang said this, and then the five elements in his body began to reverse, and a terrifying aura of destruction condensed in his body.
Boom!
He exploded directly!
It was not only himself who blew himself up, but also the five elements in his hand.
To be honest, this was the first time Qin Luo had seen such a decisive son of luck.
The son of luck who blew himself up in front of him was also a scorpion.
Boom!
A mushroom cloud exploded in his Human Emperor Banner.
Qin Luo stepped back and pulled Shen Wanning away from the Human Emperor Banner.
Since it exploded in his Human Emperor Banner, it would be enough to leave the aftermath of the explosion in the Human Emperor Banner.
In front of Qin Luo, the Human Emperor Banner was torn open by a small hole because of the explosion.
A stream of light shot up into the sky.
Lu Yunting frowned, glanced, and then waved his hand.
But the stream of light actually passed through Lu Yunting's blockade and rushed into the sky.
Qin Luo knew that it was not the means for the son of destiny to save his life, and it was not Zhao Cang, because Zhao Cang was already dead.
That stream of light was...
It was equivalent to a signal!
A transmission signal.
This was Zhao Cang's way of reporting to someone.
The stream of light rushed into the void, and after about five breaths, a picture appeared in the sky.
It was a woman.
She was like a high god, overlooking everything below.
Her eyes were cold to the bone, falling on Qin Luo's body, her eyes were full of fierce murderous intent.
The hoarse voice resounded throughout the space.
"I will kill you, I will kill you with my own hands!"
"I will suppress your soul for billions of years!"
Lu Yunting took a deep look at the woman, and then sent a voice message to Qin Luo: "This woman should be like them, projected from the God Realm."
The "they" he mentioned refers to Su MoLi and the woman who wanted to accept Shen Wanning as her disciple before, they are all gods, but they are not in this world.
If they want to intervene in this world, they can only use some media.
But even if they come, what can they do? They are still controlled by Qin Luo.
Qin Luo's mouth curled up slightly, "This Zhao Cang is quite impressive. Did he get a real goddess?"
Qin Luo didn't care about the threat of the other party at all. He just said lightly: "Okay, retreat!"
"No matter who you are, you are out of reach of what is happening now."
Lu Yunting waved his hand at the right time, and the picture of the woman disappeared in front of everyone.
In the God Realm, in a palace, the woman who just appeared in Qin Luo's picture could no longer hold back at this moment.
She looked at the last picture that Zhao Cang sent to her in front of her, and she burst into tears.
She is the master in the old man's mouth, and also Zhao Cang's lover.
Her soul was reincarnated and repaired. Once her memory was restored, she returned to the God Realm with force, defeated the main soul, and controlled this body.
Before returning to the God Realm, she was rescued from danger many times by Zhao Cang.
The reason why Zhao Cang was in seclusion was that she told Zhao Cang that she would make Zhao Cang a god in this life!
But unexpectedly, it hurt Zhao Cang and made him completely die.
Looking at the scene of Zhao Cang's self-explosion, she felt heartbroken. Wiping away her tears, she walked into a dark castle.
She found a person directly and said in a deep voice: "I want a person from the lower world!"
"Things in the lower world are not easy to deal with." The man looked up and down at the woman, "I don't know, what are you willing to pay?"
The woman said expressionlessly: "My Yuan Yin! I am willing to be your slave girl for a hundred years!"
After saying this, the man instantly became interested.
"Five hundred years!"
"Okay!" The woman agreed without any hesitation.
"The day the other party appears in front of me is the day I fulfill my promise."
The man smiled, "Good, good, very good."
"It just so happens that the war between their realms against the demon world is about to start. The rules in the ancient god battlefield are relatively weak, so we can just send that little guy to the god world."
"Don't worry, it will be at most ten years later, very soon."
"Hahaha!" He laughed loudly, in a good mood, and gave an order directly.
"Pass the order down, let the forces under my command catch this person, complete the task, and reward 100,000 divine stones!"
After the news came out, a huge fortune came to the son of destiny in the lower world and the lower world sects.
