This level of mental dissipation will only occur when the cultivation level reaches a state of attainment and the mental power of the top masters who have reached a state of peak height and have suffered severe damage from being difficult to heal. In other words, once this situation occurs somewhere, it means that a master who is shocking the ancients and the present will surely die soon.

Gao Shang's eyes trembled slightly, and his heart felt like he had sunk to the bottom of the valley, and he was directly subjected to a sudden burst. He knew very well that the cold and ruthless voice just now and the dispersed mental power meant something. But he didn't have the courage to turn around and see what happened in front of him.

"Commander Gao, hurry up! There are five minutes left, the Demon King is about to be resurrected!"

However, as Wuming let out an extremely weak and pale urging, Gao Shang had to forcefully hold up the courage to turn his head and look at Wuming.

However, when his eyes were cast, a little bit of pitiful courage had just gathered, but it collapsed in an instant.

Wuming is originally a body condensed from white light, and it seems even more illusory at this moment. It seems that it has really turned into a ball of erratic and unstable white light that barely forms a personal form, and it may disappear directly at any time.

At this moment, a sharp dagger was inserted into his chest. The dagger looked antique and elegant, and he had never seen Wuming use it before. But judging from the fact that Wuming was stabbed like this, it should be a superior magic weapon.

Qi Xue and Qi Laosan suddenly stood there, and the full expectation and hope that was revealed in their eyes because of unknown reasons also turned into deep heaviness in this moment.

Gao Shang's whole body was trembling as if he was thrown naked into the Arctic ice cellar, and his eyes were instantly filled with terrible redness. When Long Hao was under the heavy pressure of the death gate for himself, Gao Shang had never felt such difficulty in breathing. But looking at Wuming's usual plain smile, his strong and strong bones that led the three armies in the Source World couldn't help but kneel on the ground with a plop and burst into tears.

"General Gao, why are you crying?" Wuming smiled faintly, stretched out his big hand and covered his high hair and gently stroked it a few times, as if a kind father was stroking his beloved child. Unfortunately, the touch was not as flesh and blood as before, but like a kind of illusory stream of light. It only brought a gentle touch of light brushing by his head.

"You are destined to be a hero who saves the entire source world. It is not that easy to become a hero. Countless people are bound to sacrifice their lives and shed their blood for you. Our sacrifice is just for you to advance to the throne and challenge the hegemony of the demon world. You don't have to blame yourself, let alone cry!"

However, listening to Wuming's unforgettable words, Gao Shang's heart felt even more like a collapse. The tears that were originally in his eyes fell to the ground like a pearl with a broken thread. He pulled Wuming's big hand away in anger and drank hysterically: "Why are you so impulsive? Why are you so fucking selfish! You sacrificed your life for such a small person, what should you do if you leave me behind!"

"Brother Long's ability is above me, and he will assist you on my behalf." Wuming smiled faintly. The white light lingering around him became more and more full.

He opened his mouth slightly, as if he had not finished giving any words, but it was too late. The dagger had pierced the nameless soul, causing him to shake his whole body, revealing an extremely dazzling white light.

The next second, the majestic uncle who was wearing old-fashioned suits and trousers and a sleek and cold face disappeared in this world forever. Instead, what appeared before Gao Shang was a round light ball filled with endless and extremely strong mental power.

This is precisely because Wuming has practiced for the past ten thousand years, which has left all his spiritual power and the soul that has been hidden in the past.

Looking at the light ball floating in front of him, Gao Shang's eyes were full of confusion. His mind did not care that the suicide attack of the Crazy Python was about to rush in front of him, and he did not expect that the Demon King would be born in four minutes to slaughter the people. At this moment, what was filled with Gao Shang's mind was full of past events with the nameless senior.

He and Wuming met in the Dokor Mountains for the first time, and joined forces to kill countless elite soldiers from the Borderless Super Power Research Organization; Wuming reminded himself that the train was buried with explosives by a killer to help him escape from danger; Wuming stood up at the critical moment when his soul left his body and protected his safety and Liu Heng, and he tried his best to create this rare divine weapon that fits the Ascension One...

Even Gao Shang himself did not realize that he had already regarded Wuming as his master and relatives as his only light brain. Compared to the light brain that had been with him for hundreds of years, Gao Shang's feelings for this old-fashioned uncle who had been with him for only a few days were obviously much heavier.

Perhaps it was because of his poor fortune that led to the nobles around him leaving him one after another. For some reason, the first Guangming betrayed himself and surrendered to his enemies. And the current unknown seniors sacrificed everything for their own safety, everyone's safety, and the safety of the source world...

The suicide attack of the Crazy Python had already pounced on him. Gao Shang really didn't have the courage to push the light ball at hand and activate the Demon-Resistant Heavenly Yuan mentioned by Senior Wuming - this is Senior Wuming's Yuanshen. Once he made a move, it means that Senior Wuming will directly destroy both body and spirit, and he will not even have the chance to be reincarnated. He can only become a lonely ghost outside the six realms of reincarnation...

"Mr. Gao!"

"Brother Gao!"

Qi Laosan and Qi Xue walked to Gao Shang, their eyes full of compassion, and they all spoke to comfort Gao Shang.

"Senior Wuming sacrificed for us. He is a real hero. Don't be too sad for him..."

"That old senior delivered his life to you because of trust. You can't let him down."

Although the two of them were particularly moved and sad, their feelings for Wuming were not as deep as theirs. Thinking of this, Gao Shang couldn't help but feel anger that no one understood the pain in his heart. He glanced at Qi Laosan and Qi Xue coldly, and shouted in a tone that was so cold that it was almost killing: "Shut up, you two, I will die here today, and I will not sacrifice the soul of Senior Wuming!"

How could Qi Laosan and Qi Xue have seen such murderous aura? As Gao Shang finished speaking, the father and daughter no longer dared to speak in half. They pursed their lips and looked at the bloody mouth of the python that had already rushed into the big screen in front of them, and their hearts were full of anxiety.

At the critical moment, a crisp curse suddenly came from the noble sea of ​​consciousness: "Master, you are so confused. Brahma's meaning has been expressed so clearly, but you are indecisive here, are you still a man?"

This voice belongs to Longhuo. Gao Shang is now angry. When he heard this anger and accusation, a fire of namelessness surged in his heart. He gritted his teeth and wanted to curse in response to Longhuo's "sarcastic words".

However, when he saw the expression on Longhao's face that appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness, the anger that had already surged to his mouth disappeared instantly and turned into deep silence.

The anger and sadness on Longhao's face, his grief and anger were as insignificant as a child's house. In addition to the deep sadness and respect for Wuming's sacrifice to protect everyone, Senior Longhao's face was full of self-blame and guilt.

Most of the reason why they were forced into such a field now was because of Long Hao's recklessness at the beginning. If he hadn't inserted the Voodoo Park Knife into the body of the crazy python, he wouldn't have turned this python into a bomb that could not be touched or touched, nor would he have to sacrifice himself and launch the Demonic Heavenly Yuan to protect everyone.

It is precisely because of this that Gao Shang knew that Long Hao was probably more uncomfortable than himself now. Speaking of friendship, they had known each other for nearly ten thousand years, and they were definitely more profound than their own feelings.

But even so, Long Hao can even call himself so strongly to use the Demonic Heavenly Yuan. How could he remain weaker if he is noble?

After the first angrily scolding, Long Hao's tone eased a little, but he said seriously and coldly: "After this matter comes down to it, it is my fault alone! After you go back, you will kill me and pay Wuming's life, and I will not mention it. But now, if you hesitate, not only will we die, but the people of Yunyang will be affected by voodoo!"

These two old seniors really helped themselves too much. They not only saved their lives again and again, but also provided great help to themselves in cultivation, but also became the stars who supported themselves out of the fog when they were confused.

In this life, if he can have such two good seniors help him, why should he not move forward tenaciously and lead the Yuan world to restore his past glory?

After a long time, Gao Shang took a deep breath and slowly supported the white light ball floating in front of him with both hands.

In his eyes, there was no longer the weakness or hesitation he had just now, but instead he replaced himself with a firm determination and a deep hatred and murderous intent toward the mad python.

Go to die, beast.
Chapter completed!