Ximen Gucheng smiled bitterly, at this moment, is there any point in asking this question
Qin Yu seemed to have already anticipated his thoughts, and he didn't really need his answer. After asking, he murmured, "I'm also afraid of death, because there are too many things in this world that I can't bear to give up and can't let go."
"But today, you and I can only die and live. If you succeed, you don't have to thank me for saving you. If you fail, you and I can accompany you on the road to Huangquan."
The demon lord roared in anger, and the terrifying aura was like an endless abyss, which was released from his body and could devour everything in the world.
"You have destroyed this lord, a big situation that has been arranged for tens of millions of years, all your hard work and efforts have been in vain, you... Damn!"
The last word came out, and the world was frozen. It was not really frozen, but all fluctuations were flattened by a powerful force.
Such as the great lake frozen in the middle of winter!
Even if you are incarnated as an ancient clan, you can stand in the sky, but as long as you are in the world, you will be suppressed.
Qin Yu's current situation is like a big fish struggling to survive in the ice, and every slight movement will attract the power that pervades the sky to crush it.
click-
click-
The small syllables are particularly clear in the absolutely quiet environment. This sound comes from the space that was broken away, and also from Qin Yu's tensed body. Every inch of flesh and bones is like a bow full of strings, bursting out of itself. Ultimate strength.
He folded his hands in front of him, squeezed out a strange seal, and roared with desolation and compassion, "With my ancient body, open the sacrificial tower!"
The forbidden method of the ancients, abandoning all of them to fight to the death, and opening the sacrificial tower will result in nine deaths... and the process is extremely painful, almost no one can bear it.
Pale white flames emerged from Qin Yu's body. It was icy cold with no temperature, but it strangely scorched the space to the point of distortion.
In this distorted space, a phantom of a white pagoda emerged, blurred at first, giving people a sense of sacredness and grandeur. .
Because this is a tower of bones!
The body of the tower is made of densely packed white bones, the number of which is impossible to count, as if perfectly woven together by the hands of the master.
Nowhere is exquisite.
"Impossible!" The demon lord screamed, "With your level of power, how can you summon the Bone Sacrifice Tower!"
"Stop now, or you will be lost today, turned into pieces and swallowed by the White Bone Tower, and you will never be able to get rid of it!"
Qin Yu's body was trembling, and he felt as if seventeen or eight bamboo pipes had been inserted into his body, and his flesh and blood had been sucked frantically.
In fact, what he felt at the moment was far more painful than what he described today. It was a terrible torture that the soul could not avoid from the inside out!
But his face was still calm, because Qin Yu wanted to live, and if he wanted to live, he had to force himself to death first.
How can we survive the difficulties of life and death without suffering and suffering
But he was the only one, and the sacrifice was a little short after all. Qin Yu raised his hand and pointed it out. The pale fire line flew out and fell on Ximen Gucheng in an instant. The pale flame was like a big mouth, directly engulfing him. .
"Power! I need more power!"
Qin Yu opened his mouth and roared at the bone altar in the twisted space above his head.
boom-
The pale flame that enveloped him seemed to have received some kind of instruction, and like a stream of water, it whistled into Qin Yu's body along the seven orifices of his mouth and nose.
"what!"
At this moment, with Qin Yu's mind, he couldn't bear it, his body suddenly tensed back, and he let out a terrifying howl.
As the pale flame poured into the body, the breath in his body skyrocketed at an alarming rate, the sound of "crackling" in his body continued, and his body expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Even appeared, the growth rate of the skin could not keep up with the expansion of the flesh and blood, causing the skin to crack and drip with blood.
"Death! Die for this lord!"
Babasa howled bitterly, he must not watch, Qin Yu summoned the third ancient holy mountain.
Otherwise, today, he will die without life!
boom-
The violent fluctuations were like a volcanic eruption, ignited in the void in an instant, and the terrifying fluctuations were like a tsunami, sweeping Zhoutian Liuhe.
The demon lord raised his hand and pressed it down, the power of the endless abyss erupted, a huge demon head condensed in the void, and his eyes trembled and slowly opened.
Falling down at a glance can make the world quiet, like a suspended picture, and then annihilate everything.
In this still picture scroll, Qin Yu, who incarnated as an ancient clan, seemed to be suppressed by thousands of mountains, and his rapidly expanding body suddenly stopped.
But in his body, the power of the mad explosion did not stop, and there was a violent collision with the power of repression using his flesh as the medium.
In an instant, a large piece of flesh and blood shattered directly and turned into the smallest powder. It was only because of the extrusion of two powerful forces that it maintained its original appearance.
But this kind of "peace" only lasted for a very short period of time. The red blood flowers suddenly bloomed, countless smashed flesh and blood, and under the blessing of powerful forces, they shot furiously in all directions.
At this moment, you can even clearly see the bones buried deep under the flesh and the broken viscera - at this moment, the ancient people incarnated by Qin Yu are like a terrifying skeleton covered in flesh and blood!
The pain caused is simply beyond imagination, enough to shatter the will of all living beings in an instant. Once the will collapses, such a serious injury can cause any living being to die completely.
Qin Yu felt that he was like a small boat in a storm that could capsize at any time and be swallowed up by the stormy waves.
"I can't die!"
"Never die!"
"Live... Live... I'm going to live!"
The power that descended from the sacrificial altar completely activated the vitality of Qin Yu's body, and the flesh and blood hanging on the bones were trembling and growing frantically at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After a few breaths, the ancient body recovered perfectly, but this kind of reckless activation of vitality will leave extremely serious consequences.
It's just that at this moment, Qin Yu can't take care of this anymore. The more power that descends on the sacrificial altar, the more terrifying the demands on him.
He is now enduring pain ten times more terrifying than before, and he can only barely maintain it, with a trace of clarity in his own consciousness.
As for how long he can hold on, he has no certainty at all. Maybe the next moment when his eyes are dark, he will never be able to wake up again.
With trembling hands, the depths point to the sky, and the five fingers are held and pulled down slowly.
rumbling—
Above the sky, the wind and clouds moved together, and the terrifying and unimaginable aura was like a big sun in the sky, suddenly falling at this moment.
In an instant, there was no more fluctuation in the world.
All existence, whether living or not, illusory or real, is completely suppressed at this moment.
Because at this moment, a mountain shadow is coming from nothingness, and its name is the town of ten directions - the third holy mountain of the ancients!