The situation is critical, but at this time it has been twisted and turned into a mess.
Luo Xingchen couldn't bear the heavy blow and was injured. Ye Chu's clone, with a calm face, was healing him.
Jiang Shaoyang released the blood of the burning sky, and the power of the seven-fold spiritual seal enveloped thousands of miles.
The immense pressure can only be described as utterly extreme. There are very few that can withstand his pressure. This kind of bloodline seems to be able to suppress the heavens and the earth and reach the Ninth Fifth Supreme.
At this moment, he is doing something incredible.
He is burning his will and wants to forcefully eliminate this bloodline from his body.
His arms are the place where the essence of the blood is stored, and every blood vessel has the factors of the blood of the burning sun flowing.
He used a cruel technique, a sharp knife blessed by the seal, under the control of his mind, cut open the blood vessels in his arm, bloody and terrible.
This is called a self-defeating way.
Jiang Shaoyang's eyes were calm and his will was firm, just like Luo Xingchen that day, Feng Henxi asked him if he wanted to keep the blood of the war clan Lin, he shook his head and resolutely opposed.
Jiang Shaoyang seemed to have done something very similar to Luo Xingchen. At this time, he wanted to give up his supreme bloodline and would rather be a waste.
The sky is still so gloomy.
Time is becoming more pressing.
I saw that the entire sky of the Baichuan Continent seemed to have changed color, and was enveloped by a huge array of images, which seemed to be overwhelming.
Yin Liufeng smiled bitterly: "It seems... it's over—"
Ye Chu's face was calm, without a word, he shot out with a palm, intending to blast towards Yin Liufeng's neck.
Yin Liufeng mobilized the emperor's ancestors to defend himself, teleported to avoid him, looked at Ye Chu dumbfounded, and said in a daze, "Old stuff, what are you doing?"
Ye Chu painfully made up his mind and said solemnly: "Ziyang, you have already reincarnated for cultivation, and you have a better chance to step towards the legendary real god.
I am old, and now I don’t have time to reincarnate once. You are more important than me, the human race needs you, and the spiritual world needs you.
I will break out of the siege by my will, you, rest. "
After Ye Chu finished speaking, the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a sly smile, the old traitor is extremely slippery!
"Boom!"
Yin Liufeng's eyes were violent, and he was caught off guard. Only then was he alert. The person talking to him in front was only an afterimage. He was struck by lightning. By the time he reacted, it was too late!
He lost consciousness, fell limp to the ground, and fell asleep.
Yang Mingxuan sullenly, looking at this swift shadow, turned into Ye Chu's appearance.
Ye Chu stared at him and said coldly: "Eight Peaks Town Heaven and Earth, you now have nine peaks! The prestige of the nine peaks should be no weaker than Ziyang, so you can't die either."
"Boom!" There was another muffled sound, hitting the back of Yang Mingxuan's head. Yang Mingxuan faced Ye Chu's way of aurora and couldn't avoid it.
Yang Mingxuan fainted instantly and fell to the ground.
Ye Chu folded his hands together and released his Divine Sea, Luo Xingchen's Divine Sea, which is only tens of feet long, while his Divine Sea is about thousands of miles in size, slightly crowded, enough to hold hundreds of millions of people.
This is the difference between the Earth Element Realm and the Half Step True God.
Ye Chu put the bodies of Yang Mingxuan and Yin Liufeng into the Shenhai. He turned his head to look at the others, and scanned them one by one: "My clone is a great sage, broken into the void, I can run wild.
Come on, come to my Shenhai, I will destroy this clone, turn it into a protective cover, support it for ten and a half months, and also to keep you safe.
But I can only hold so much, other people, I can't hold it, and it's too late. "
Jiang Shaoyang was crazy, and his bloodline really melted completely from him, and disappeared into nothing. From then on, the scorching sun will no longer belong to him, and will never appear from him.
After the blood was burned, he was groggy, half kneeling on the ground, he seemed to be tired.
Yue Wuying, Jiang Yunfei walked over, helped him up, worried, shaking his head and sighing, expressing helplessness.
"Shaoyang, why bother? I seem to understand, it turns out that the royal family of Jiang is your origin.
Your bloodline, so powerful, should surpass the imperial bloodline, and in the forbidden bloodline, it is supreme.
You shouldn't abandon it, keep it, maybe, the royal family of Jiang might not bear to hurt you. "
Jian Jinghong walked towards Jiang Shaoyang step by step, his eyes were moist and his heart ached.
She, Lan Yuan, Jiang Shaoyang, both went to the Tiandao Academy, where they practiced for several years, and they fought side by side.
She finally understood that Jiang Shaoyang's scorching sun was exactly the same as the blood of the Jiang family.
She naturally understood that if Jiang Shaoyang was spotted by the Jiang family, she should have high hopes for him.
But at this moment, Jiang Shaoyang has burned his own blood, which is tantamount to abandoning his own way and giving up a way to survive.
This is the moth fighting the fire, killing itself.
Jian Jinghong felt very distressed, and she also knew that Jiang Shaoyang was stubborn and couldn't reverse it.
Helpless, what can she do
Jian Jinghong stroked Jiang Shaoyang's cheeks, as if stroking her younger brother, his motherhood overflowed and tears burst into his eyes.
At this moment, the world is silent, desolate and bleak, the flowers are weary, the branches and leaves are withered, and they can't lift their heads.
Jiang Shaoyang smiled reluctantly: "Sister, let's worship, as well as Lan Yuan, Xingchen, the four of us, we will worship again and arrange the ranking.
From now on, you are my sister, Lan Yuan's sister, and even Xingchen's sister.
If we can't go out this time, we will go to Huangquan together, and we won't be alone anymore.
I don't regret it! I don't regret it! "
At this moment, the profound and unpredictable mysterious ninth-level spirit beast Heiming, the ninth-level spirit beast Bai Xue, and the little kid Canglan surrounded him.
They were solemn, meticulous, calm, and said in unison: "If we want to worship the handle again, we are also Lan Yuan's good brothers, so we can't be without.
Separately speaking, there is a wise light in the black eyes, and he calmly said: "God has the virtue of good life. I feel that in the void, in addition to the great sage of the Jiang family, there should be some great sages of the gods and beasts. I have If you break the game, you can give it a try."
Bai Xue smiled sweetly, and calmly said, "Brother, don't care about those. Now, the most important thing is that we want to worship."
Canglan patted his stomach and grinned: "Hehe, there can be more brothers and sisters, I like it, Xiaoye!"
"Ahem..." Lan Yuan coughed dryly and greeted him.
He glanced at Canglan playfully and smirked: "According to the usual practice, worship the handle again, as if you are still the youngest. If only based on experience, Brother Shaoyang is better than me, he should be ahead."
Cang Lan hugged his arms, looked up at him, curled his lips: "It doesn't matter, it's good to be a cared little brother."
Luo Xingchen's face was paper-colored, and his pale cheeks were a bit sickly.
He pushed Yue Wushuang and Ren Xianxue away, and walked tremblingly with a bright smile: "Being worshiped? It's just what I want. We are seven. From then on, we are one heart, living together and dying together. We are the ones who broke the heavens. Seven swords, the skybreaker!"
Hei Ming had a deep meaning, staring at him, concentrating: "Being a brother with us, you are qualified, and most qualified!"
"Brother, it's so fun, haha, I want it too! I want it too!"
Ren Xianxue rushed forward, but was gently pushed away by Luo Xingchen, and said indifferently: "Girl, call out your Master Feng's law body and let her take you away. If we can involve one less person, we will be one less! You are too young to worship, you don’t count!"
"Woo..."
Ren Xianxue pursed her lips, tears streaming down her eyes, and retired distressedly.
Ye Chu had a black thread, and he really convinced his apprentice.
Yue Wushuang was dumbfounded, looking at their resolute seven people, they were speechless.
Everyone present looked at them speechlessly, and they were really convinced.
The catastrophe is imminent, and there is still time to talk and laugh, and there is still time to burn incense and worship. Under the world, who else can do it
These people are absolutely crazy, lunatic!
Ye Chu looked at everyone, curled his mouth and crossed his eyebrows and said, "Whoever has something to do, I will give you one more hour. My real body is intercepting them. I will be fine for a while, so please hurry up. Hug, hug Qingqing, mine, mine, hurry up, bah..."
Having said that, Ye Chu found that his face was completely black.
"Uh, uh..." Everyone looked embarrassed and silent.
Ye Chu became impatient and said in a deep voice: "Okay, then hurry up and enter my Divine Sea. If I can escape, you can all survive. If I miscalculate, then we will die together. Otherwise you just stay here and wait for death."
I saw them one by one, hesitating, then stepped forward and jumped into the divine sea that Ye Chu had placed outside.
Luo Xingchen instructed Wu Yuanzhang: "Ling Ying, Wu Yuanzhang, Beifeng, Yu Wentao, you go and take out the Heavenly Desolate Palace, as well as all the major forces, who can be brought out. Tell them that the catastrophe is coming."
Luo Xingchen said to A Mo again: "A Mo, you are fast, and you will also pick up everyone you want.
Others, act quickly, and we will discuss countermeasures. "
When they heard the order, the soldiers split their way, went in all directions, and scattered in all directions.
Afterwards, Luo Xingchen and Heiming, Bai Xue, Lan Yuan, Canglan, Jian Jinghong, and Jiang Shaoyang stood in a row, vowed to Dao Xin, and became brothers of different surnames.
After the worship, Luo Xingchen and the others, sitting cross-legged on the ground, each settled well, closed their eyes and focused, quietly thinking, without disturbing each other.
Luo Xingchen began to communicate with the unrecognizable mysterious person in his body.
"Senior, I have encountered an unprecedented problem, can you tell me how to crack it?"
A mysterious voice came: "The seven of you add up, it can be broken! The mystery is inconvenient to elaborate.
You wait. "
When Luo Xingchen finished listening, his eyes lit up, and his heart was full of hope.
"Chen Ye... Grandma's, you are really unlucky enough to get home, alas..."
Tianmang Beast sighed involuntarily.
Luo Xingchen calmly ignored Tianmang's words...
On the left and right sides of Lan Yuan, the Purple Demon Tiangang stood tall, and Lan Yuan ordered them to move away. He silently took out a treasured mysterious wooden box.
He stroked the wooden box and remembered a letter left by Grandpa Heiyao, the wolf king.
Hei Yao told him that he had better not open this box if he was less than ten calamities, otherwise he would not be able to control the situation.
Lan Yuan resolutely said in his heart: Grandpa Wolf King, I have no time. I don't know how terrible it is to open it. I still want to try it. Success or failure depends on this.
Lan Yuan began to follow the method the Wolf King gave him, silently chanting the spell, intending to unlock the seal of the wooden box, and the wooden box gradually began to shine.
Jian Jinghong closed his eyes and focused, releasing all the blood. At the same time, the Blue Wind Continent, a sleeping underground world, a large hall, seemed to break out of the ground.
After Jiang Shaoyang lost the Burning Sky and Scorching Sun bloodline, there seemed to be a stronger power in his pupils, condensing, and the gossip Taiji diagram seemed to have turned into his brand-new bloodline. This bloodline was vague, unpredictable, and difficult to detect.
Canglan closed his eyes and concentrated on his mind. He used his own will to communicate with the world, as if he was calling someone, that person might make all races tremble, all low-level planes, intermediate-level planes, high-level planes, and super-planes. , A trace of the power of the origin, began to converge into force...
Bai Xue and Heiming leaned together, looking at a scroll in Heiming's hand.
On the scroll, there are four big characters impressively, ten thousand beast spirit spectrum...