Eight hundred and fiftieth chapter has nothing to do with reason(2/2)
vitality.
Everyone came from all over the sea of patterns, no matter the cost, just for this.
When he saw that Zuo Mo had stepped into the god level and could escape from here, Wei Sheng couldn't help but smile with relief on his face.
Zuo Mo's heart was as sharp as a knife. The senior brother who was like steel in his heart, the senior brother who could never be defeated, had no trace of blood on his resolute face, which was so pale that it made one's heart palpitate.
"Good job!" Senior Brother patted Zuo Mo's shoulder, just like he did in Wukong Mountain, and immediately urged: "Hurry up!"
The aura of despair on Agui's body became stronger and stronger, and she became unconscious.
In the coma, Zeng Lian'er was as angry as silk. She was less lazy than usual and looked like a girl next door.
Zong Ru's body was covered with scars, and his face was like gold paper. Although he was unconscious, his expression was very calm.
My silhouette is fading little by little.
With the punch just now, a large amount of solar energy was directed out, and Zuo Mo's body quickly became stable. The Great Elder was actually right. Zuo Mo's accumulation was not enough. According to common sense, it would be impossible for him to step into the divine realm.
level. However, Zuo Mo's smashing of the sun crystal seed gave him a glimmer of life. The solar blazing current contained in the sun crystal seed was far more powerful than the accumulation of the great elder.
However, it was too powerful! It was so powerful that even Zuo Mo would be burned alive before he could step into the god level. However, Pu Yao and Wei smashed Zuo Mo's sea of consciousness at the critical moment, giving the Sun God Pattern a new one.
The growth space digested and absorbed half of the sun's blazing current, allowing Zuo Mo to escape death. Instead, he was a blessing in disguise and stepped into the god level.
The sacrifices of the eldest brother and the others gave Zuo Mo time. The sacrifices of Pu Yao and Wei saved his life. The eldest brother and A Gui destroyed the divine patterns. Even Zeng Lian'er, Zong Ru and I Li, who were already at the end of their battle,
They were still clinging to their respective divine patterns, creating conditions for Zuo Mo to kill with one hit.
His chance of survival was bought by everyone at the expense of their lives.
"Let's go!" Wei Sheng raised his head and glanced at the sky, urging.
This world is about to collapse!
Zuo Mo put his hand on Wei Sheng's shoulder and suddenly grinned at Wei Sheng: "Elder brother, I won't listen to you this time."
Wei Sheng was stunned.
A divine power was injected from Zuo Mo's hand into Wei Sheng's body.
Wei Sheng only felt that his eyes were golden and he was unaware of anyone else.
Zuo Mo carefully placed Wei Sheng's body on the ground. Complex golden divine patterns appeared on the surface of Wei Sheng's body.
"Elder brother, you all sacrificed your lives for mine, how could I abandon you all?"
Zuo Mo said to himself and stood up. He walked to Ah Gui and put his hand on Ah Gui.
"Ghost, the young master is really useless. The young master said he would protect you, but it ended up like this. The young master will definitely save you, no matter what method he uses!"
Golden divine patterns emerged on Agui's body, and Agui's aura was completely sealed.
The flames on Zuo Mo's body have dimmed a lot.
He didn't stop and walked to Zeng Lian'er, Zong Ru and Wo Li, doing the same thing.
After reaching the god level, his understanding of the divine patterns was also much more thorough. The restrictions he placed had only one effect, which was to stop time.
The five will always remain in this state.
This kind of restriction is not easy for Zuo Mo to exert.
At this time, all the sun on the Sun God Tree in his body disappeared, and scars appeared on the tree trunk. His temples turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his life span was rapidly shortened.
Zuo Mo didn't hesitate at all. After completing the confinement of the five people, the white color spread from his temples to the tips of his hair.
The opportunity for him to survive was bought by everyone's lives. Now that he has survived and reached the god level, he will use his own life to trade for the chance that everyone can survive together.
Maybe they will die together, a smile bloomed on Zuo Mo's face.
It has nothing to do with reason.
The figure of the young man in the wind is whiter than the snow.
Chapter completed!