God of War, Never Get Old

Chapter 425: God of War, Never Give Up on Old Age

Plop.

Qiao Xingjun knelt down, leaning on the magic sword, looking at the old enemy walking in front of him, and laughed softly: "Old Emperor, you and I are puppets, toys of the real god. Even if you try your best to stop us here, what can we do? There are two groups of people coming from heaven. We are just used to attract you. There are other people who will really activate the celestial artifact. Yankang is destined to be destroyed..."

Opposite him, the huge soul behind the village chief was extremely blazing, like a god burning with flames, but at this moment this god was also tattered and could barely hold on.

His spirit gradually dimmed and could go out at any time, but suddenly it became bright again, repeating this time and again. It was obvious that he was using up his last bit of energy to maintain his peak state.

"Qiao Xingjun, where is the other group of people?"

The village chief came over, ignoring the others on the battlefield, his eyes fixed on him: "You and I are old enemies. When a man is about to die, his words are kind. Do you really want to see countless lives of Yankang country destroyed?"

Suddenly, there was a sound of cracking from within Qiao Xingjun's body. The handsome god's face turned pale as he chuckled, "What does the death or immortality of these inferior creatures have to do with me?"

He looked up at the sky and murmured, "The star that belongs to me is finally falling."

Click.

His sword made a slight cracking sound, followed by a slight clicking sound, and then the sound gradually became more frequent and faster, while the cracking sounds coming from his body also became more frequent.

The soul behind the village chief gradually dimmed. He tried to mobilize his blood and energy to restore his soul to its peak again, but he could not ignite it.

Now, his body is like a broken bellows with air leaking everywhere. He wants to rekindle his life, but it is too broken to ignite.

He was disabled, without limbs, which had a great impact on his physical body and combat power. But the more important thing was that he was old.

He was so old that his life span had come to an end. He originally had more than a year left to live. If he lived a peaceful and quiet retirement and practiced diligently, he might be able to repair the divine bridge before he died, enter another realm, and become a god.

However, this battle exhausted the last bit of energy and blood in his body.

Now he has no way to reignite his life.

"Tell me, where did the other group go?"

The village chief asked loudly, "Qiao Xingjun, where are you from? Were you once like these people, the lowly and inferior species you are talking about?"

Qiao Xingjun was already waiting for death with his eyes closed, but suddenly his body trembled and he opened his eyes. There was nothing life in his eyes, and sword wounds appeared on his body one after another.

The sword wound was getting deeper and deeper, as if an invisible sword was cutting and slicing his divine body bit by bit.

The village chief's final move cut off his life force. His spirit was collapsing and his body was torn apart. He was destined to die here.

"What's the use?"

Qiao Xingjun lowered his head and sneered, "Do you still have the ability to stop them? You are going to die too, old friend, so just be quiet, sit down, and follow me on the road. On the road to the underworld, we will walk together..."

The village chief said in a deep voice: "Tell me, which road did they take?"

Qiao Xingjun looked up at him, his eyes slowly moving towards the dark ruins, his breathing suddenly became a little rapid: "They should be here soon... cough cough cough, if you still have the ability, then go and stop them."

His face changed drastically, and he grabbed the village chief's clothes, shouting at the top of his lungs: "I saw the karmic fire, the karmic fire that countless lives in Yankang turned into after their death. They are asking for my life! Stop them! Don't let the death of these people become my sin... Don't come over, don't come over! It's none of my business, I'm just following orders... Every grievance has its perpetrator, and I didn't mean to kill you!"

The village chief broke free from his hand and flew away.

Qiao Xingjun's eyes became more and more hollow, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying, and he shouted frantically: "It's none of my business, I'm helpless too, don't ask for my life!"

"I saw countless paper boats, so many paper boats, sailing from Yankang into the darkness... Oh my God, what is that? Tubo's horn... Hell! This is hell!"

"Save me! True God, where is the True God above me? Come and save me! You promised me that you would not let Tu Bo take me away and judge me... Save me——"

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After a while, Qiao Xingjun stopped breathing with endless fear on his face.

Pop.

The magic sword in his hand suddenly turned into powder and shattered all over the ground. Qiao Xingjun's lifeless body fell forward, and the sword sore broke out, tearing his body apart.

The village chief rushed into the darkness of the ruins and ran at full speed. His spirit was sometimes bright and sometimes dim. He tried hard to muster the last bit of his blood to keep his body alive and his will alive.

He could feel the call of death. It was becoming increasingly difficult for his body to restrain his soul, and death was getting closer and closer to him.

He felt that something was chasing him. In fact, he had often had this feeling in recent years. It should be the call of the Youdu world. It was the rules of heaven and earth of Youdu that bound him and wanted to take away his soul.

As the physical body gradually dies, this sense of restraint becomes stronger and stronger, and the call from another dark world becomes stronger and stronger.

The Covenant with Tubo is a contract that every person has signed since the moment they are born. Once the body dies, the soul will belong to Tubo and remain silent in the underworld.

The immortality of the physical body is the key to escaping the Covenant with Tu Bo. The gods cultivate their physical bodies to the divine realm. In the last divine treasure, there is a divine bridge. The original soul crosses the divine bridge and becomes a god. At that time, the physical body becomes a god, and the original soul is no longer bound by the Covenant with Tu Bo.

The village chief originally had this possibility, but now Qiao Xingjun's last blow before his death has cut off his path.

Now he could only hope to find another wave of gods and demons coming to bring disaster in time. However, even if he found them, he didn't know if he still had the strength to continue fighting.

“I’m really old…”

The village chief felt his blood flowing and unable to restrain his soul. His soul suddenly shook violently and tried to leave his body. He still didn't dare to stop. Perhaps if he stopped, he would fall down forever.

He moved forward madly. Countless monsters were stirring in the darkness, following him along the foothills, waiting for the moment of his death.

When he falls, these monsters will rush over and tear him to pieces.

He ran slower and slower, and felt that his limbless body was getting heavier and heavier. The village chief suddenly felt a little sad. He smiled bitterly and wanted to stop: "I think I'm really going to die..."

At this moment, he saw a big bird flapping its wings and flying in the darkness. The bird flew in front of him and landed on a hill. The bird flapped its wings, folded them, and turned into a god with a bird's head and a human body, slowly grooming its feathers with its beak.

"The time has come." A human voice came from the big bird.

The village chief continued to walk forward, his pace becoming slower and slower.

"Wait a little longer!"

He heard his own voice, as if it came from tens of thousands of miles away, distant and hazy.

"Wait a minute, I still have work to do!"

The god with a bird's head and a human body looked at him with a strange look and continued, "The time has come."

"Wait a minute."

The village chief heard himself crying, "Wait a little longer. I don't want Yankang to become a hell. I can still fight. After all, I am the emperor of this land. I still have responsibilities and burdens..."

An owl's cry came from the darkness, as if the bird-headed god was laughing. The village chief was furious: "How dare you laugh at me? Although I am old, my ambition remains unchanged!"

The god with a bird's head and a human body flapped its wings and flew up, dispelling the monsters in the darkness. It circled around him and suddenly landed on a branch in front of him. It laughed and said, "I laugh at the warrior's old age, his gray hair and his lack of strength."

The village chief turned a deaf ear and continued to stagger forward. After a while, he saw the bird-headed god stop in front of him and shouted, "It's time to go. If you don't leave, Tu Bo's ghost will come! There is an old friend waiting for you in Fengdu."

"I can still fight..."

The village chief saw that his face had turned black and the death energy had spread to his head, causing his brain to enter death.

His divine treasure began to collapse, but his soul was still standing on the Magpie Bridge. However, under the Magpie Bridge was endless darkness, bottomless darkness.

This is his divine bridge and divine treasure. There shouldn’t be any outside things here, but things from the outside world are invading in the darkness. It is another world, the world of Youdu.

His physical body was dying, and the underworld invaded from his spiritual world.

In the endless darkness, a paper boat floated from the dark depths of his spiritual retreat and approached his soul.

It's time for him to leave. If he doesn't, Tu Bo will take away his soul.

The village chief's soul looked towards the other side of the Magpie Bridge, where was the Xuanyin Bridge where the Heaven was located. However, there was still some distance between the two bridges. He had to practice the Divine Crossing Technique to cross this distance and enter another mythological realm.

However, his blood and energy had been completely exhausted, and his vital energy could no longer flow through his dead body, making it almost impossible for him to activate the Divine Crossing Technique.

"As the Emperor of Man, I want to fight again!"

He let out a roar, but he could no longer hear his own voice, and then he saw a ship, a ship coming out of the darkness.

The ship was like a three-legged toad made up of mountains, with rays of moonlight streaming from the hull all over its body. And on the ship, a giant was swinging a half moon at a god or demon, almost crippling the god or demon with one blow!

The village chief was stunned and paused.

Moon ship.

He had seen this ship before. When he went to look for Wuyou Township, Qin Mu had driven this ship through the darkness to look for his trace.

Unexpectedly, he encountered this ship again here.

The ones fighting with this ship are gods and demons from heaven. Compared with Yan Jingjing, Qin Mu is too violent. He swung the waning moon and smashed it, not caring about the consequences at all!

In addition to him, Long Qilin was also on the ship. On Long Qilin's back were the little fox and Si Yunxiang, and a sapphire-blue Jiao King God was flying around the ship and fighting with another god from heaven.

"Mu'er..."

Tears welled up in the village chief's eyes. He suddenly felt relieved and his heart slowly stopped beating.

The bird-headed deity tilted his head to look at him and said, "Can you rest assured now? Come with me. The King of Hell is still waiting for you."

The village chief's heart beat for the last time, and he smiled and said, "I refuse to admit that I am old."

His soul leaped up from the Magpie Bridge and rushed towards the heaven on the other side.

"I was born to be a god of war! I will never give in to old age!"

His soul laughed loudly, and his sword energy surged towards the shining heaven. This moment seemed to last forever.

However, his white-haired body fell down.

Qin Mu looked in the direction of the sound and saw the village chief gradually solidifying into a stone statue falling from the sky.

————Second update!