Death compensation.

Chapter 441 I Am the Future
Lu Bai also wanted to see what would happen to the traveler after he lost his status as a traveler.

There is a high probability that there is a problem with the panel, and then the skill bar will not fail.

It's not that easy to continue using the traveler system.

It is said to lose the ability to extract modules.

Of course, it is only said that those who lost their identity as travelers basically took refuge in other dimensions.

Their Tianwu Group is a formal company, compliant and legal, and they will not contact these people who have betrayed the Traveler Group.

Well, it must be so.

Anyway, this kind of gossip is all rumors, it is not clear whether it is true or not.

Lu Bai himself would not choose to rebel, after all, the thighs of the God of Thousand Dimensions are long and straight, and they are extremely comfortable to hold.

But everything is forewarned, and if not forewarned, it will be abandoned.

Lu Bai clearly understands the fact that he is a prostitute, and there is a high possibility of accidents when he is promiscuous.

Then some things should be explored a little bit, just in case.

The soul of the mountain and the lights have almost returned to their hearts at this moment, and they are well aware of Lu Bai's strength.

And looking at the information about Lu Bai's death on the Internet, they actually know better.

The death this time 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 at the very beginning, they chose to take refuge in Lu Bai when their lives were threatened.

Then, as they continued to get assistance from dirty meat and other things, they saw their way forward, and now they agree with Lu Bai a little more.

So even if it was just the two of them, they were still willing to call Lu Bai the boss.

After all, even a scumbag needs a savior!

The purpose of the two dispatches was naturally to force the armored team to show their cards.

After Huniu saw the two of them, she would naturally understand this.

The point now is that there is a problem with the Martial Ancestor's completion plan.

"Hahahahaha, as expected, 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 about to die.

According to their investigation, Martial Ancestor's daily activity time is actually limited, and in this short period of time, he still needs to deal with the government affairs of various martial arts associations. will be further reduced.

This is also the reason why Zhan Wushuang can persist until now.

If it weren't for the certainty and hope, he would never have persisted until now.

The piercing light gradually disappeared, revealing the illusory figure of Martial Ancestor.

He didn't look at Zhan Wushuang, but looked up at the sky, and there was no confusion or fear on his face, only calmness.

"After all, in my whole life, I was just a loser." Wu Zu shook his head and sighed.

He failed to prevent the massacre of artificial intelligence, failed to govern the world well, let the rich and powerful take power, and failed to stop its successor, allowing Xiaoxi to be born, and he did not destroy the conspiracy of the aliens.

Although he is called the savior, he didn't really save the world.

"Are you afraid? Martial Ancestor!" Zhan Wushuang was not like him at the moment.

Although he was high-spirited before, he also remembered to maintain the so-called elegance of the powerful.

However, at this moment, he was just facing the crisis of death, almost, almost, he was going to die.

Even now, he was trembling, and the fear was accompanied by the ecstasy of a lucky victory, which made him completely lose his original shape.

The etiquette that he had cultivated was thrown aside by him. At this moment, he just wanted to vent, to humiliate Martial Ancestor, and to prove that he was above Martial Ancestor.

It's just that Martial Ancestor didn't think much of Zhan Wushuang.

"So I'm the one with no future?" Martial Ancestor could feel a force acting on him, and the artificial intelligence fused by 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's 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 jumping in anger.

He clenched his fists tightly, and the tree diagram continued to spread out. Wu Zushan threw his fist at Wu Zu who was in mid-air.

"But even if it's just the afterglow of the sun, don't underestimate it." Martial Ancestor smiled and swung his palm with the last of his strength.

"Go, go and bring hope to that night!"

Lost the huge energy brought by artificial intelligence, and lost the absolute control brought by the stability of the body.

This punch emitted a ray of light, which was not dazzling, but tough enough.

"Such a weak light..." After Zhan Wushuang finished speaking, he felt his face heat up. The light passed through his little protection and landed directly on his body, leaving a bruise on his face. There was a red palm print.

Afterwards, Wuzu's figure was scattered by Wuzu Mountain.

It's just that Zhan Wushuang felt the red mark on his face at the moment, not at all happy.

All of these seemed to tell him that he was a clown.

"Ahhh!" Zhan Wushuang broke the defense, but he recovered quickly.

While rubbing his face, he comforted himself that he was a winner anyway, so he had to remain graceful.

It's just that soon there is no way to maintain this elegance.

I saw that Wuzu Mountain, which was controlled by him, suddenly lost control, and even his body experienced internal disturbances and other phenomena.

All over the world, at the same time, many disasters occurred.

Almost all the martial arts fighters who were suppressing Su Sheng and the dead had problems, and half of them even directly lost their fighting ability.

Here comes the missing element of history syndrome.

A large number of scientific and technological weapons have problems, and many technological equipment have problems.

The dead who had been suppressed fairly steadily broke through the blockade at this moment.

The disaster began to spread continuously.

Zhan Wushuang kept in touch with the forces behind him, wanting to know what happened.

All this is different from what he imagined.

In his imagination, he should have defeated Martial Ancestor through layers of arrangements, and then he was greeted by flowers, scepters, and the highest throne.

Surrounded by all, he will be the king of it all.

However, at this moment, his throne, Wuzu Mountain, has fallen, and the flowers have not been seen. There is only disaster in the world, but the scepter is tightly held.

But there was no one for him to instruct, because all these people were used by him to the point of scrapping.

"It shouldn't be like this!"

"All of this shouldn't be like this!"

At the same time, under the original 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 disappearing.

Everything that belongs to Xiaoxi, or artificial intelligence, is being recycled.

Destiny is so impermanent sometimes.

Looking at all this, Zhang Hao was obviously ready to sacrifice himself, but he survived in the end.

On the contrary, it was the Martial Ancestor who was regarded as the sun by everyone.

"Everything is over." The voice of the sky came, and he collapsed on the ground, holding his left hand tightly with his right hand, but that hand was still constantly blurring and finally disappeared.

Cang Tian's body, which was visible to the naked eye, was deflated, and his breathing gradually became difficult. The most important thing was that his only remaining hope had 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 really not even a bubble!
"It's not over yet!" Just looking at the afterglow of the setting sun, Zhang Hao felt a surge of emotion in his chest.

During this period of time, there have been many changes, such as he is just a bubble of Martial Ancestor, he has to sacrifice, etc., and it was discovered before that Xiaoxi is just a split body of artificial intelligence.

All these changes caused him to accumulate an unknown amount of thoughts, which were in a mess. Until this moment, everything was sorted out.

Zhang Hao stood up, and the look in his eyes gradually recovered.

"Martial Ancestor didn't lose, because I'm still here!" Zhang Hao's eyes showed the last move of Martial Ancestor, the one that Hei Ye expected.

He clenched his fists tightly, and light began to bloom from his hands.

"The transmission of light is the future!"

"I have already received this future!"

Zhang Hao came in front of Cangtian, bent down and stretched out his hand to Cangtian.

"Come together. I want to save this chaotic world. I want to save Xiaoxi so that she can return to normal. I don't want to disappoint the expectations of the crazy workers. I don't want more people to suffer."

"I believe I can do this because..."

"I am the future!"

　Second, good night everyone.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)