Lu Bai also wanted to see what would happen to a traveler after he lost his identity as a traveler.
There is a high probability that there is a problem with the panel, and then the skill bar will not be disabled.
It’s not that easy just to continue using the Traveler system.
It is said that the ability to extract modules will be lost.
Of course, it is only said that those who lose their status as travelers basically seek refuge in other dimensions.
Their Tianwu Group is a formal company, compliant with laws and regulations, and will not contact these people who betrayed the Traveler Group.
Well, that must be the case.
Anyway, these kinds of gossips are all just rumors. I don’t know whether they are true or false.
Lu Bai himself would not choose to rebel. After all, the Thousand-Dimensional God's thighs were long and straight, making it extremely comfortable to hold.
But everything will be successful if you are prepared, and if you are not prepared, it will be ruined.
Lu Bai clearly understood the fact that he was a prostitute, and something might happen to him if he was promiscuous.
Well, it’s better to explore some things a little bit just to be on the safe side.
Shan Po and Deng Huo have almost returned home at this moment. They are well aware of Lu Bai's power.
And looking at the information about Lu Bai's death on the Internet, they actually knew better.
This death was expected by Lu Bai.
Lu Bai is a person who has transcended death.
Working for such a person is not a shame, but an honor.
And if we say that in the beginning, they chose to seek refuge with Lu Bai because their lives were threatened.
Then as they continued to receive assistance from dirty meat and other things, they saw their own future, and now they recognized Lu Bai a little more.
So even if it was just the two of them, they were willing to call Lu Bai the boss.
After all, a disdainful person needs a disdainful savior!
The purpose of the two men's dispatch was naturally to force the armored team to reveal their trump card.
After Huniu saw the two of them, she would naturally understand this.
The key point now is that there is a problem with Wuzu's completion plan.
"Hahahahaha, indeed I am the son of destiny, I am the lord of this world and even thousands of regions!" Zhan Wushuang smiled happily.
Wu Zu is dying.
According to their investigation, Martial Ancestor's daily activity time is actually limited, and in this short period of time, he also needs to deal with the government affairs of various martial arts associations. If a battle occurs, Martial Ancestor's available activity time
It will decrease further.
This is also the reason why Zhan Wushuang can persist until now.
If he hadn't been sure that there was still hope, he would never have persisted until now.
The light that penetrated the sky and the earth gradually disappeared, revealing the illusory figure of Martial Ancestor.
He didn't look at Zhan Wushuang, he just looked up at the sky. There was no confusion or fear on his face, only calmness.
"After all, throughout my life, I am just a loser." Wu Zu shook his head and sighed.
He failed to prevent the mass murder of artificial intelligence, failed to govern the world and let the powerful take charge, failed to stop its backhand, let Xiao Xi be born, and failed to destroy the conspiracy of people from other lands.
Although he was called the savior, he did not really save the world.
"Are you afraid? Martial Ancestor!" Zhan Wushuang was not like him before.
Although he was high-spirited before, he still remembered to maintain the so-called elegance of the powerful.
However, at this moment, he had just faced the crisis of death. He was almost, just almost, about to die.
Even now, he was trembling. Fear and the ecstasy of a lucky victory made him completely lose his original shape.
Those acquired etiquette were thrown aside by him. At this moment, he just wanted to vent, wanted to humiliate the Martial Ancestor, and wanted to prove that he was a person above the Martial Ancestor.
But Wu Zu didn't think much of Zhan Wushuang.
"So I am the one with no future?" Wu Zu could feel a force acting on him, and the artificial intelligence he had integrated with him was being stripped away.
Even without the integration of Zhang Hao and others, Wu Zu could actually crush Zhan Wushuang to death. Unfortunately, in addition to this, the actions of the armored team further affected the integration of Wu Zu and artificial intelligence.
He didn't lose, it was just that the sun was going down.
"How long are you going to ignore me?" Zhan Wushuang's rage seemed a bit like a child's anger.
He clenched his fists, the tree diagram continued to spread, and Wu Zushan punched out at Wu Zushan in mid-air.
"But even if it's just the afterglow of the sun, we shouldn't underestimate it." Wu Zu smiled and used his last strength to wave his palm.
"Go and bring hope to that dark night!"
The huge energy brought by artificial intelligence is lost, and the absolute control brought by body stability is lost.
This punch emitted a ray of light, which was not dazzling, but strong enough.
"Such a weak light..." After Zhan Wushuang finished speaking, he felt his face heat up. The light passed through his little protection and fell directly on him, leaving a trace on his face.
There was a red slap mark.
Then Wuzu's figure was blown away by Wuzu Mountain.
But when Zhan Wushuang touched the red marks on his face, he felt no joy at all.
All of this seemed to tell him that he was a clown.
"Ahhhh!" Zhan Wushuang broke his guard, but he recovered quickly.
While rubbing his face, he comforted himself that he was a winner no matter what, so he had to stay elegant.
But soon there was no way to maintain this elegance.
Wu Zushan, who was controlled by him, suddenly lost control, and even his body suffered from internal chaos and other phenomena.
Many disasters occurred all over the world at the same time.
Almost all of the military warriors who were originally suppressing the resurrected dead had problems, and half of them even directly lost their ability to fight.
The missing historical element syndrome is here.
A large number of weapons and equipment had problems, and many technological equipment also had problems.
The dead, who had been suppressed in a relatively stable manner, broke through the blockade at this moment.
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Zhan Wushuang kept contacting the forces behind him, trying to understand what happened.
All this was different from what he imagined.
In his imagination, he should have defeated Wu Zu through layers of arrangements, and then he was greeted by flowers, a scepter, and the highest throne.
Surrounded by the crowd, he will be the king of them all.
However, at this moment, his throne, Mount Wuzu, has fallen, and there are no flowers. There are only disasters in the world, but he still holds the scepter tightly.
But there was no one for him to command, because he had used them all until they were useless.
"It shouldn't be like this!"
"None of this should be like this!"
At the same time, at the foot of Yuan Martial Ancestor Mountain, Zhang Hao's body that was collapsing was rapidly solidifying, and then fell to the ground again.
The same is true for the sky on the other side, but some parts of his body are gradually fading and disappearing.
Everything that belongs to Xiaoxi, or to artificial intelligence, is being recycled.
Fate is so unpredictable sometimes.
Zhang Hao looked at all this, and it was clear that he was ready to sacrifice himself, but he survived in the end.
On the contrary, the Martial Ancestor, whom everyone regarded as the sun, fell.
"Everything is over." The voice from the sky came, and he collapsed on the ground, holding his left hand tightly with his right hand, but that hand continued to fade and eventually disappeared.
Visible to the naked eye, Cangtian's body shrank in a circle, and his breathing gradually became difficult. The most important thing is that his only remaining hope has been shattered.
His life was ruined by Lu Bai, so he pinned his remaining value on Wu Zu.
However, Martial Ancestor is also sunset at this moment. His life is indeed not even in vain!
"It's not over yet!" Just looking at the afterglow of the setting sun, Zhang Hao felt a surge of emotion in his chest.
There have been many changes during this period, such as he is just a bubble of Wu Zu, he must be sacrificed, etc. It was also discovered before that Xiaoxi is just a split body of artificial intelligence.
All these changes made him have a backlog of countless thoughts, which were so messy that until this moment, everything was sorted out.
Zhang Hao stood up, the look in his eyes gradually returning.
"Martial Ancestor did not lose, because I am still here!" Zhang Hao's eyes reflected the last move of Martial Ancestor, the move that brought Hei Ye to look forward to.
He clenched his fist, and light began to bloom from his hand.
"What light conveys is the future!"
"I have already received this future!"
Zhang Hao came to Cangtian, bent down and stretched out his hand to Cangtian.
"Let's come together. I want to save this chaotic world. I want to save Xiaoxi and let her return to normal. I don't want to live up to the expectations of the crazy workers. I don't want more people to suffer."