Chapter 2351 The Number of Qi Is Extinct

"Is this the second master's voice?"

Everyone in the hall was surprised when they heard the cry for help, and then rushed out of the hall. Lu Daoyi and Lu Wuchen had already disappeared from the hall.

Outside, a bloody light fell from the sky and landed directly at the door of the hall. Lu Wuchen stepped forward and quickly supported the bloody shadow.

The blood shadow was none other than Lu Jinglong. He was covered in blood at the moment, his face was pale, his hair was long and white, and the black armor on his body was glowing with blood.

"Second uncle, what's going on?" Lu Wuchen looked at Lu Jinglong in surprise, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Didn't Lu Jinglong go after Xiao Fan? How could it become like this?

For some reason, Lu Wuchen had a bad feeling in his heart.

Lu Dao appeared next to Lu Jinglong in a flash, his palms pressed against his back, and rolling divine power poured into Lu Jinglong's body.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Daoyi's pupils shrank violently, with a look of horror on his face.

"Second Grandpa, Second Uncle?" Lu Wuchen's heart skipped a beat and he asked quickly.

Others also looked at Lu Jinglong in surprise. They were well aware of Lu Jinglong's strength. Looking at the Nine Houses and Thirteen Sects, if they were to fight alone, there would be absolutely few people in the Ancient God Realm who could be Lu Jinglong's opponent.

Even beings like the Palace Master of Tiandu Palace and the Palace Master of Longteng Palace, who were infinitely close to the level of feudal lord, would not be able to injure him so seriously.

But Lu Jinglong's injuries in front of them were real. If they hadn't been able to feel his breathing, everyone would have thought he was a dead man.

Lu Daoyi's expression was extremely ugly. After a long time, he shook his head and said, "Jinglong, who hurt you, that white dog?"

"It's Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan's little devil!" Lu Jinglong's voice was very weak. The blood in his body slowly dissipated, but he was still holding on to his will just now.

Now back at the Lu family's base camp, his last vestige of will has dissipated and he can no longer hold on. He doesn't even have the strength to stand.

If Lu Wuchen hadn't supported him, he would have fallen to the ground long ago.

"Xiao Fan?"

Everyone thought they heard it wrong, but how could so many people hear it wrong? It’s just that Xiao Fan was not in the realm of gods, and how could he severely injure Lu Jinglong.

"What's going on?" Lu Daoyi didn't think about saving Lu Jinglong, but his divine power was still injected into Lu Jinglong's body at no cost.

"He, he has broken through to the middle stage of the Ancient God Realm. He is actually very strong. Anyone who follows me will die." Lu Jinglong said using his last bit of strength.

When everyone heard this, they felt their hearts numb and their whole bodies trembled violently.

Lu Jinglong brought with him a dozen ancient gods, and all of them died.

"Who is there with Xiao Fan?" Lu Wuchen asked.

"He is alone, alone!" Lu Jinglong laughed miserably. He grabbed Lu Daoyi with his hand and said: "Second, uncle, save, save me..."

After the words fell, Lu Jinglong's body suddenly softened, like a puddle of mud, and fell to the ground without making any sound again.

With his eyes wide open and a strong plea, his hands still held Lu Daoyi tightly.

"Second Master!" Everyone in the Lu family shouted, with fear in their eyes. Wasn't Lu Jinglong just injured? How could he die suddenly?

"Second Uncle!" Lu Wuchen roared, a terrifying aura bloomed from his body, his eyes were as red as blood, like a mad lion.

"Xiao Fan, I, Lu Wuchen, will not be a human until I kill you!" Lu Wuchen roared up to the sky and slashed towards the distance with his sword. A mountain peak was flattened by his sword.

After a long time, Lu Wuchen calmed down his thoughts. Looking at Lu Jinglong who had made no sound, he finally accepted this fact.

The scene was deathly silent, and everyone's hearts were heavy. They never dreamed that Lu Jinglong would die in the hands of a newly promoted monk in the ancient god realm.

If Lu Jinglong hadn't told them himself, they would have definitely thought he was lying.

Are you kidding me? A few days ago, when they were chasing Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan was only at the peak of the Heavenly God Realm. Only a few days later, Xiao Fan had already broken through to the middle stage of the Ancient God Realm.

Moreover, even if Xiao Fan breaks through to the ancient god realm, he shouldn't be able to kill Lu Jinglong. He is just a kid from a third-rate force. How can he jump to the next level and kill an older generation genius from a first-rate force?

After a long time, the violent anger in Lu Wuchen's body calmed down. He checked Lu Jinglong's body, and his expression became extremely solemn.

He discovered that although Lu Jinglong was covered in injuries, with his cultivation in the ancient god realm, these injuries should not kill him.

Could it be that his soul was wounded?

Lu Wuchen recalled the scene when he caught Lu Jinglong just now. Lu Jinglong didn't look like his soul was injured, and generally, if the soul is injured, it cannot cause death!

Or is it the godhead?

Lu Wuchen's palm touched Lu Jinglong's eyebrows, and the power of his soul poured into it. What surprised him was that Lu Jinglong's divine personality was also intact.

His divine personality was not damaged, and the injuries on his body were not fatal. So how did Lu Jinglong die?

"Second Grandpa, what is going on?" Lu Wuchen really didn't know how Lu Jinglong died, so he had to look at Lu Daoyi.

Lu Daoyi's brows were furrowed, as if he was deep in thought. He came back to his senses only after hearing Lu Wuchen's words: "The Qi of Jinglong is extinct."

"Qi number?" Everyone looked confused, obviously they had never heard of this word.

"It's normal that you don't know. The world only knows Mingyuan. For fate, Mingyuan can increase life span and make people live longer." Lu Daoyi took a deep breath, his expression flickering.

After a pause, he continued: "However, Qi is the true foundation of a human being. Even if the godhead, body, and soul are intact, as long as the Qi is exhausted, death is certain, and there is no way to recover. It is not something that can be restored by human power. .”

Everyone looked stern, they couldn't understand what the specific Qi number was, but they all knew how terrifying the Qi number was.

"Let's put it this way, the godhead is determined by ourselves. Even if the godhead is damaged, we can still find ways to repair it." Seeing that everyone did not understand, Lu Dao explained: "But the number of qi is determined by fate. When the qi is exhausted, Even if Heaven wants you to die, how can man fight against Heaven?"

"Second Grandpa, according to you, Qi is just an illusory existence?" Lu Wuchen said with a gloomy face.

"No, it really exists!" Lu Dao shook his head and said extremely solemnly: "The stronger the Qi number, the stronger the luck, but I don't know the details."

"Second Elder, could it be that Xiao Fan has mastered the method of destroying his popularity?" A strong ancient god from the Lu family suddenly came back to his senses and asked with a look of fear on his face.

Others frowned when they heard this. If Xiao Fan really had such a method, it would be terrible.

"Probably not. Qi is hard to grasp. It is determined by fate. How can it be easily changed by one person!" Lu Daoyi said with great certainty, "He should have a special magic weapon, or use some kind of magic weapon." It takes unique strength to do this."

Then he added: "But it's better for everyone to be careful. This Xiao Fan must be eliminated as soon as possible."

Everyone nodded, and Lu Wuchen's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he said in a cold voice: "No matter what, Xiao Fan must die." "It's not difficult to want him to die." Lu Dao flashed a ray of light in his eyes and said: "Everything Make preparations and follow me to Youyun Tiancheng."