The sand was flying all over the sky, and Charles wanted to open his eyes, but he was fascinated by layers of flying sand, and his mouth was full. It was not until the wind and sand gradually subsided that he realized that the power in his body was slowly returning.
The Gu poison seemed to be dispelled by something, and it circulated smoothly through his body for a few times, and finally spit it out with a mouthful of black blood.
The blood that fell on the sand was quickly covered up. Charles blocked the wind and sand with spiritual energy, trying to find traces of the underground palace, but found that there was nothing in front of him, as if there had never been an underground palace.
There was a daze in his eyes, and he stared foolishly for a long time, Qi Yan supported Han Yue, woke him up and said, "Let's go."
Charles only felt trembling all over: "Are they...will they die?"
Qi Yan stopped talking.
No matter how powerful a person is, he is just a grain of sand in the face of natural disasters, not to mention that Shen Sansi seems to have the will to die. Cheng Jiu will die under this sea of sand.
So he nodded: "It should be."
Han Yue stabbed him hurriedly, and comforted him: "I can't say for sure, after all, I just saw that Shen Sansi is very powerful..."
But he couldn't continue, Xiaolong was silent for a moment, turned his head to look at him and said, "Let's go, Ao Sheng doesn't know where he is yet."
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure covered in black mist appeared in front of the three of them. Ao Sheng sneered and attacked them, and the evil spirit immediately enveloped them.
Han Yue spit out blood suddenly, Qi Yan hurriedly escaped from the barrier to resist, but lost to the evil spirit and was quickly broken.
Charles, however, sensed Jiang Yan's aura from this sinister aura, and said angrily, "You absorbed Jiang Yan's spiritual power?"
Ao Sheng said earlier that Jiang Yan lost his cultivation for him, but now it seems that his power has soared, and he must have absorbed Jiang Yan's spiritual power.
Charles' eyes were bright red, silvery white wings grew from his back, and the surrounding area was filled with cold mist: "How dare you!"
At the same time, he tried his best to contact Jiang Yan through the contract, but he couldn't feel the direction, and he couldn't hear back for a long time.
"Why don't you dare?"
Ao Sheng looked in the direction of the original underground palace, feeling angry: "A group of things that are not successful enough to fail!"
Seeing that Xiaolong was about to attack, Ao Sheng looked at the blood on his clothes and sneered: "Don't forget that there is Gu poison in your body, if you force your spiritual power like this, you won't be afraid of exploding and dying?"
Only then did Xiaolong realize that Ao Sheng didn't even know that his Gu poison had been cured. He thought of an idea in an instant, and first stabbed with an ice blade. Seeing that Ao Sheng dodged one by one, he forced himself to vomit. Blood.
The bright red blood was dazzling, but made Ao Sheng extremely happy. The mother Gu floated out of his hand, and the blood-red mother Gu slowly squirmed, and soon disappeared from his palm.
Han Yue saw something strange, and pressed Qi Yan's wrist quietly, Qi Yan's eyes sharpened, but there was no more reaction.
Charles covered his heart, and slowly fell down in the sand, looking extremely painful. Ao Sheng walked forward with a smile, squatted on the ground and looked at him carefully: "Idiot."
"It's you!"
The silver mist in Xiaolong's eyes flourished, and he mobilized his spiritual power to strangle the space where Ao Sheng was. In an instant, the silver light scattered, one space was turned into ashes, and even the sand was completely turned into powder and disappeared with the wind.
Ao Sheng hid very fast, Charles predicted he would run this way, the silver mist subsided, red light shot up into the sky, the huge red dragon roared fiercely and rushed towards Ao Sheng, biting his body.
Blood mixed with black mist continued to overflow from his bitten wound, but Ao Sheng didn't seem to feel the pain, only felt shocked and angry, raised his hand to gather spiritual light, and slapped the red dragon's head hard.
Charles dodged immediately, but was still knocked to the ground by the spiritual light, rolling in the sand with a howl.
It belongs to Jiang Wuyi's spiritual power.
Ao Sheng was floating in the air, with blood dripping from the air, but to him it was nothing more than a body. He didn't care about Jiang Fan's life or death at all, but he was completely enraged by Charles. rise.
Qi Yan knew it was wrong, gritted his teeth and cut the palm of his hand, covering the iron sword with blood, the originally black and inconspicuous iron sword let out blood, Qi Yan clenched it tightly, and even his eyes turned bloody.
This sword has no life, it is essentially a magic sword, and only people with extremely firm minds can use it without being backlashed. At this time, Qi Yan used his own blood to sacrifice the sword, which is to ask for the unity of the sword and achieve the greatest effect.
This is Qi Yan's final killer move.
The aura mixed with evil spirits was injected into the body. It was not a good feeling. The red dragon rolled for a while, and when it saw Qi Yan flying towards him, it jumped up and attacked him back and forth. It was determined to put Ao Sheng in the deadly.
Ao Sheng looked down on Qi Yan, a human being who could not break free, but he was quite afraid of the sword, and immediately flew back, but bumped into Charles' attack, sneered, got up and rushed directly to the sky.
Amidst the wind and sand, the entire sky was covered with dark clouds, and the black clouds settled on the top of his head. Just as Ao Sheng reached the top of the clouds, he was yanked back into the sand by the huge dragon's tail.
Immediately afterwards, a furious blue dragon rushed out of the dark cloud, spit out lightning and hit him directly!
Ao Sheng didn't expect Jiang Wuyi to be able to catch up so quickly without his spiritual power. He didn't know whether he was afraid or excited, his whole body was shaking, and he was about to get up, but Lu Zichen who suddenly appeared grabbed his neck and couldn't do it anymore. move.
Xiaolong instantly turned back into a human body, and his nose became sore: "Jiang Yan!"
Only then did Canglong land on the ground, and anxiously circled Xiaolong to check: "Zai Zai, the Gu on your body..."
The grievances that Charles had accumulated all night leaked out in an instant, and he stretched out his arms and hugged him tightly and cried loudly.
"I'm fine, my Gu has been untied, Jiang Yan, I... I miss you so much!"
Full of grievances and sadness, he didn't know where to start. He was crying sadly. Jiang Wuyi raised his hand and hugged him gently, but stared at Ao Sheng with cold eyes, coaxing: "It's okay, don't be afraid."
Ao Sheng spit out blood mixed with minced flesh, and sneered pointedly: "What a pair of lovers who are like glue, they can't bear it after being separated for a while... If life and death are separated forever, do you still have to die for love?" what?"
Lu Zichen raised his hand and punched him, Ao Sheng instantly turned his head and looked at him fiercely: "It turns out that a lowly thing like you is also worthy of being a god of war. The court of God is really in decline, and half of it is occupied by a group of unorthodox new gods."
Lu Zichen didn't change his face: "You don't need to provoke me, I won't kill you, and you won't die by my hands."
While talking, Jiang Wuyi had put down the little dragon and walked in front of them, Ao Sheng sarcastically raised the corners of his mouth: "Why, Lord Dragon God wants to kill me again?"
Lu Zichen knew that these words would undoubtedly be cruel to Jiang Wuyi, so he immediately squeezed his neck tightly and turned to look at Jiang Wuyi.
Jiang Wuyi's mood didn't fluctuate, only the anger and murderous intent of seeing Xiaolong's injury appeared brightly, and he slammed his palm on Ao Sheng, telling him to fall down and never get up again.
Jiang Wuyi squatted down, stretched out his hand to hold his collar, looked straight into his eyes, and said coldly: "You are not him."
Ao Sheng's eyes showed even crazier violence: "You are still deceiving yourself..."
"It's you who deceive yourself and others, with a touch of resentment, you also want to replace the real Ao Sheng."
Jiang Wuyi said in a deep voice: "You are not the same as him except in appearance, and I know this better than anyone else."
Ao Sheng was about to say something, but Jiang Wuyi grabbed his neck again: "You want to become the real Ao Sheng, right? You want to turn into a real dragon, a real dragon clan, not a cloud of fog that doesn't even have a body .”
With the power of his fingers, Ao Sheng felt that his internal organs were exploding. This body was about to die. If he didn't leave, he might die in Jiang Wuyi's hand with Jiang Fan.
The next moment, a black mist flew out of Jiang Fan's body, and was about to escape, but was surrounded by a string of jasper skulls.
As Lu Zichen waved his hand, the jasper skull string became golden, and Canglong immediately flew up, rushed into the skull string and slammed into it.
And the black mist that was trapped in it was completely wiped out.
The golden light faded and the dark clouds receded. Xiaolong looked up at the sky and asked in a daze, "Is he dead?"
Lu Zichen nodded: "It's just a mass of resentment, if it weren't for the Heavenly Demon Dao, there wouldn't be such a big commotion."
Canglong landed and returned to Jiang Fan. Seeing that he was still breathing, he turned to Lu Zichen and asked, "Is there any medicine?"
Lu Zichen didn't expect that he would take the initiative to talk to him, so his body stiffened instantly. Seeing Jiang Wuyi frowning impatiently, he searched for the life-saving elixir and threw it over, muttering: "It seems that every time I give You delivered the medicine..."
These words were spoken in a very low voice, and the people present didn't bother to listen carefully, so they were blown into the desert along with the wind. Lu Zichen looked at Jiang Wuyi, moved his lips, but finally said nothing.
For thousands of years, he felt ashamed, but in all fairness, if time went back, he would still make the same choice.
Saying I'm sorry makes me even more sarcastic.
The blood on Qi Yan's body finally faded, and he was exhausted, so he sat with Han Yue to rest, and Jiang Wuyi rudely sprinkled the elixir on Jiang Fan.
Xiaolong couldn't see it, and was about to help, but saw a flash of inspiration around him, and there was an extra priest, who was the God of Fate, Bin Yan, whom he had seen in the Shenting that day.
Bie Yan was still smiling, as if he was not surprised by the slightly embarrassing scene, respectfully saluted Jiang Wuyi and God of War, smiled at Xiaolong, and said: "It seems that I am still a step late. "
Jiang Wuyi didn't want to look at him, Lu Zichen raised his eyes: "When did you arrive earlier?"
Bie Yan sneered: "Lord God of War's words are biased. After all, I am a literary god, and I will definitely not be able to catch up with you."
In terms of eloquence, only Wen Shenze Yue can compare with him in the whole Shenting. Lu Zichen didn't want to waste any more words, turned around and said: "It's all settled, let's go back."
"My lord, wait a minute."
Bin Yan called Lu Zichen to stop, everyone was wondering, but they saw him slowly raised his hand, squeezed a soul, and then a light golden soul body flew out of the underground sand, a small ball, flew straight to The palm of fate.
Charles was breathless, and a bold guess appeared in his mind: "This is... pondering?"
Bie Yan nodded, looked at the soul in the palm of his hand rejoicingly and said: "It's okay, it's okay, after two lifetimes, you still survived this calamity in the end."
Charles' fingers were cold, but he faintly felt a bit of anticipation in his heart: "... Du Jie? What do you mean by that, what are you going to do to him?"
Seeing this, Bie Yan had no choice but to explain clearly: "This Shen Sansi is a person who is in line with the astrology of the God of Fate. He has already been assigned a destiny. He will be honed for three generations and experience all the sufferings in the world before he can soar."
"In the first life, he didn't practice. He was an official all his life. What he got through was old age, sickness and death, and he experienced all kinds of things in the world. He fought against powerful officials without fear and fear. In the end, he still left a pure heart and was loved by all people. Only with love and love can I have this second life."
Xiaolong was full of sadness: "So... he suffered so much, and you were the one who manipulated him to overcome the calamity you mentioned..."
Everyone didn't expect Shen Sansi to have such a background, seeing Xiaolong's emotional instability, Jiang Wuyi also looked at it, but didn't speak, just watched silently.
The smile on Bie Yan's face faded a little, and he said earnestly: "Young master, I know you are friends with him, so I will naturally feel aggrieved, but human beings have always wanted to ascend, except for encountering great opportunities. Those who have suffered, and only those who have truly experienced the hardships of the world, but still stick to their hearts, are qualified to ascend to gods and dominate others."
He sighed softly: "As for the gods in charge of the human world, the first thing is not to bend the law for personal gain, but also to lead by example, and never mix your own emotions. This point... I think Lord God of War knows best."
Lu Zichen's face darkened: "You can talk if you want to talk, and ask me what to do!"
"It's just an example." Bie Yan laughed again, with a relaxed expression: "Fortunately, Shen Sansi finally found himself, and the catastrophe of this second life is over."
Xiaolong was silent, and Bin Yan said again: "Actually, he didn't last long in this life, and he shouldn't have taken the road of cultivation, but this child is a powerful one. He was able to hide for so many years, but he suffered from his family in this life." Back then, he begged me to be blood relatives in the next life, but he made such a fuss and waited for four hundred years in the ghost mansion for nothing."
Charles raised his eyes: "Family? But aren't the souls of his family gathered in the underground palace?"
Bie Yan shook his head: "It's just a puppet trick, it's just more realistic."
This remark caused Charles to have mixed feelings in his mind.
It turned out that Shen Sansi failed to escape his fate, he insisted on living, but missed the opportunity to reunite with his family as soon as possible.
The fate he had avoided for four hundred years turned out to be the reunion he was looking for so hard.
Charles felt numb all over his body, a little tired from being attacked by such a farce: "Then after him..."
He hesitated, but Bie Yan understood, and said with a smile: "The next third life is to let him ascend by his own ability. As for whether he can go to the court of God, it still depends on himself."
also good.
In the next life, he will be reunited with his family, and he will regain his faith and ascend to become a god. He will forget all his past, and he will no longer have to suffer so much pain.
Everyone was silent, Bie Yan was about to say goodbye, but saw Jiang Wuyi took out a half-black spirit bead from Jiang Fan's body, and immediately rooted the soles of his feet, wanting to see what happened.
Charles was also surprised, and immediately forgot everything, and ran to Jiang Wuyi cautiously: "Jiang Yan, is this your Dragon Ball?"
Jiang Wu nodded, Xiaolong frowned and said, "It's half dark, what should I do?"
Jiang Wuyi smiled lightly: "It's okay, just find a spring with pure spiritual power and wash it every day."
Only then did Charles breathe a sigh of relief. After finding the Dragon Ball, the stone in his heart fell to the ground.
However, before he could relax completely, he saw that the crystal clear dragon ball in Jiang Wuyi's palm was split into pieces in an instant, and then a spiritual wave burst out, shattering into powder in the blink of an eye!