Gong Wei immediately stepped forward and saw that Xu Shuangce's soul had entered his body a little, and his arm muscles were tense for a moment before moving.
"As expected of the God of the East, the power of the soul is very strong, and you can react just by blending into the half-soul..." Xuan Jinghe couldn't help but sigh: "In the past, I was fortunate enough to see the God of the East in the heavens, and at that time I felt that this senior was the Three Realms. The strongest god among them, it seems to be the case now. As long as the gods return to their original positions, the rebellion in Beiyuan will definitely be eliminated."
It takes time for the three souls, seven souls, and seven chakras to completely melt into the corpse. Gong Wei looked at the ghostly shadows of the souls circulating in the air, and his eyes seemed a little sad.
After a while, he let out a soft breath and looked away from Xuan Jinghe: "What did you mean when you said that your life is not long? Whose blood is this?"
"..." Xuan Jinghe was silent for a moment before saying, "The Prince of the Devil."
Yu Chi Rui had already walked to the side of the altar, and he couldn't help but stretched out a little finger to dip in the blood pool. Hearing this, he quickly retracted his hand and carried his back behind him: "Could this be some kind of confinement formation?!"
Anyone who sees the blood pond will feel that it is some kind of cruel forbidden formation. Unexpectedly, Xuan Jinghe shook his head: "The blood pond itself is only for hanging, the real prison formation is here."
He slightly lifted the sleeves of his robe, and saw blood-red tattoos on his slender arms, drawn into beautiful flowers, sinuously blooming, with fine brushstrokes. It is conceivable that the skin covered by the robes is covered with this kind of painting. kind of thing.
Gong Wei said "Ah", "Blood Manro..."
"Prince Gui has a tongue-in-cheek tongue and an insight into people's hearts. There can't be any weakness in front of him, otherwise he will be easily manipulated and slaughtered. Therefore, I have been very careful since the first day of Guiyuan and trapped him in the deepest part of Huangquan. In the chaotic space, he preaches Daoism in the air for an hour every day, and ignores the rest of the time."
When speaking of this, Xuanjing's teeth tightened slightly: "For thousands of years, the Prince Gui has been doing his duty, sincerely repenting, and he can't see the slightest difference. It was until a hundred years ago that I finally believed that he had repented a little. , so he was allowed to get out of trouble temporarily and returned to the Twelve Houses of Guiyuan..."
Gong Wei said slowly: "You really shouldn't do this, Qu Xie doesn't have the word repentance at all."
Xuan Jinghe nodded and said, "Now that I think about it, it's too late to regret it. It was at that moment that he planted a deadly blood manro."
In terms of Xuan Jinghe's toughness, it was literally impossible for the culprit who launched the war to destroy the world to win his trust.
However, Prince Gui can disguise himself as being gentle, respectful and impeccable. For nine thousand years, there has been no mistake, no abnormality, or even the slightest imperfection. In the end, when he got out of trouble, he turned everything around in an instant, with a thunderbolt. This is evident from the fact that the situation grasps the overall situation and the cruelty of the terrifying means of the mind.
He is a collection of the worst aspects of human nature, and a master of manipulating people's hearts.
"I'm trapped here, I can't speak or leave. My blood manlo will continue to absorb my blood until it's drained and die." Xuan Jinghe's lips slightly evoked a hint of mockery, and said: " But Prince Ghost was actually very afraid that I was really dead, so he let out this pool of blood and hanged my life day after day."
Yu Chi Rui still stared at the blood pool and couldn't help but ask, "Why?"
"Because I didn't just grab it right away."
Xuan Jinghe raised his hand and pointed to the ghost prince on the high seat of Moyu in the distance, and saw a small pale golden bay leaf suddenly lit up between the eyebrows of Qu Xie's divine body, which disappeared in a flash.
"This is… "
"Same life and death." Xuan Jinghe's voice was cold to the bone marrow, "I immediately used all my strength to cast this talisman at the moment when I was in the middle of blood Manro, and I could imprison his divine body within a hundred paces around me. At the moment of death, the body of this god will also be ashes and disappear completely."
Although he already knew Xuanjinghe was a tough stubble when he witnessed the World Destruction War, but now seeing it with his own eyes, he was even more sighed and sighed, and Yuchi Rui couldn't help but lose his words.
"Prince Ghost can form his own body to operate in the human world, but if the god's body is destroyed, the power of his soul will be greatly reduced." Xuan Jinghe smiled bitterly: "Furthermore, although I have been unable to ask for help from the heavenly world for the past hundred years, But if I die, the upper heaven will still sense it, and then he will not be able to hide what he did."
Gong Wei stood in front of the huge altar, his eyes were very sad, and he said, "We will find a way to prevent you from dying."
Xuan Jinghe shook his head slowly: "I actually... don't really want to live anymore."
He didn't even look so relieved when he cut off every inch of his bones and made himself into a soldier himself, but at this moment he was too tired to hide: "This blood manro will erode the skin until it is completely rotten. , so I have to change my skin every once in a while... I have changed it nine times in the past 100 years, and I have learned to stop guessing where the ghost prince got the new skin."
Even Gong Wei's expression changed suddenly, Yu Chi Rui said in shock, "Change skin!"
"The later it is changed, the faster the skin is eroded. The last one has been maintained for four years, and this one is almost rotten in less than two years." Xuan Jinghe took a deep breath, and the ending sounded a little bit. Unnoticeable trembling: "The suffering day after day is pure pain, I just want to get rid of it. If I give the godhead to the God of the East, at least I can see the ghost prince being executed before I die, even if I fall into reincarnation, You can also go on the road with a smile.”
Gong Wei said hoarsely, "Xuanjinghe..."
At this time, the gilded shadow in the air had almost completely entered his body, and the huge crack on Xu Shuangce's chest had healed completely, leaving only a light scar.
Gong Wei closed his eyes tightly, tremblingly said, "I can't do that..."
Xuan Jinghe asked back, "Why can't you do that?"
"… "
"If the ghost prince is released this time, there will only be endless misfortunes in the future. The original intention of Beiyuan Shangshen was actually kind, but there was still a flaw in his heart, which was infinitely instigated and amplified, and finally evolved into a situation that cannot be turned back today. How many more will there be in the future? Will the immortals be instigated by the prince of ghosts after ascending? There is no such thing as an impeccable Dao heart in this world."
Gong Wei's shoulders trembled slightly, and finally he said with difficulty: "... No, Xuan Jinghe. I can't do that because Xu Bai has my own selfishness..."
Xuan Jinghe was a little stunned, stunned, and said softly, "Is that so?"
He looked at Xu Shuangce's profile, who was quietly floating not far away, and then at Gong Wei, with a smile in his eyes for a long time: "If you have selfishness, there will be pain, but it will also give birth to a lot of joy, expectation and courage. It's not a bad thing to be selfish."
Gong Wei raised his head, and there seemed to be hot and sour liquid flowing back into his throat.
Xuan Jinghe stared at him, with a gleam of water flashing in his clear eyes: "Please don't feel sorry for me. If I am fortunate enough to form a fairy tale in the next life, I will be the avenue of ascetic cultivation and see you again."
Yin Feng swept across the hall from nowhere, and on the high black jade seat, the ghost prince's body suddenly glowed red.
Gong Wei looked back immediately, Xuan Jinghe said, "His broken soul is coming back!"
Yu Chi Rui's first reaction was to draw his sword to slash, but Xuan Jinghe stopped him: "It's useless. That jade seat is his barrier, and no outside force can penetrate it, not even a thunderstorm from the sky."
The enemy couldn't cut it at the moment, Yu Chi Rui was extremely unwilling: "... Really can't try?"
Xuanjing Hedao: "In the ghost wall, your divine power has been suppressed to the limit. Once you fall into a fierce battle, it will be difficult to escape. It is really unwise. The top priority is the god on the north wall and the soldiers who destroy the world."
He raised his hand, motioned to Yu Chi Rui to stay calm, and then opened his palm.
A faint golden light gradually condensed in his palm, condensing into a bright and rotating ball of light, becoming more and more dazzling and dazzling, and his face became more and more pale and painful. Gradually, the ball of light rose and broke away from the palm of the hand. Xuan Jinghe held the sleeve tightly with the other hand to be able to endure it. His face twitched because of clenching his teeth, and cold sweat dripped down his cheeks.
The splendid godhead crossed the altar and reflected the deep hall as bright as day, until Xu Shuangce suddenly turned into a dazzling light curtain!
In that light curtain, Xu Shuangce gradually regained the true face of the gods in the Middle East legends 9,000 years ago. The ivory white robes with black borders fluttered up, extending complicated and sacred spell patterns; Trembling, Gong Weiyi let go of his hand and flew out like a meteor, suspended by Xu Shuangce's hand, and let out a long cry like a dragon's roar!
After the godhead merged into Xu Shuangce's body, Xuan Jinghe let out a sigh of relief, but instead relaxed.
He has been trapped in the blood pool for hundreds of years, but his own divinity is repelled from the surrounding, so he endures great pain all the time. Now that his divinity has disappeared, he can finally get a short period of peace, and even a little relieved: "It may take a few days for the godhead to fully recover, and then the Eastern God will be welcome back to his original position. If you can see the senior's style with your own eyes, it will be a blessing. !"
Gong Wei's eyes were bloodshot, and he whispered, "You and I will meet again..."
Xuan Jinghe replied with a smile, "What's the regret of entering reincarnation by natural life and death?"
The ghost prince on the black jade seat in the distance became more and more red, and Xuan Jinghe flicked his sleeves, and the soles of his feet silently opened a huge crack, and the strong wind whistled up!
"Prince Ghost is coming back, and it is inevitable that he will bump into him when he returns from the original road. It is best to take a detour from the Santu River. Fortunately, you have dispersed his spirit. Now is the time when he is at his weakest, and he cannot do without this dormitory. Xuan Jinghe bowed deeply to Gong Wei for the last time, and when he got up again, his complexion was much paler. That was because his whole body was rapidly invaded by Blood Manluo after he lost his godhead, but his expression was comfortable and calm: "This Going to the culprit will definitely kill you, I hope you and your predecessors will cherish it!"
Gong Wei took Xu Shuangce's cold hand and said hoarsely, "Treasure!"
The strong wind suddenly blew up, and at the same time they were empty, and suddenly fell into the huge space crack!
After the three disappeared, the cracks closed immediately, and the deep hall returned to silence, and there was no difference.
Xuan Jinghe stared at the direction they left for a long time, with hope and nostalgia flashing in his eyes, and finally closed his eyes for a long time and let out a long breath.
When the barrier on the Moyu seat moved, the Prince Gui opened his eyes, and the severely damaged spirit finally returned.
"Cough-cough-"
The silver blood foam kept coughing out of the Prince Gui's mouth, and it took a long time for it to calm down. Returning to the dormitory where he had the strongest divine power and the strongest control made him recover a little. He took the upper seat to breathe for a moment, got up and broke out of the world, walked down the nine black jade steps one by one, passed through the hall to the altar, and stepped on the blood. Chi Shui came to the motionless Xuan Jinghe, knelt down on one knee and said softly, "Master, I'm back."
Xuan Jinghe closed his eyes slightly, like a deep but indifferent statue.
The Ghost Prince reached out and picked up his long hair, rubbed his fingertips for a moment, then raised his eyes and said, "Why do I feel that there is an outsider in this hall?"
Xuan Jinghe did not answer.
"It doesn't matter." Prince Gui smiled, leaning forward and leaning against Xuanjinghe's ears, just listening to the voice he seemed to be a sweet and enthusiastic young lover, but every word was so poisonous that it made one's heart chill: "—Even if Gong Wei comes, I can't take you away from this blood pool. Do you remember what I often said to you when you were trapped in the depths of Huangquan?"
"… "
"For the past 9,000 years, you have been the driving force behind my life every day."
The young man's slender and powerful five fingers slipped from Xuanjinghe's hair, cherishing and careful, until he kissed the tip of his hair on his lips: "It's all so that one day I can see you now with my own eyes."
He just stood up when suddenly Xuan Jinghe's lips curled slightly.
The ghost prince found out immediately, and narrowed his eyes there, as if he had noticed something, Xu Yu said softly: "Is there anything you are happy about, Master? It doesn't look like it at all."
Xuan Jinghe asked back, "Why don't you guess?"
"..." The ghost prince stood there with flickering eyes, not caring about the heavy damage to his soul, and immediately distributed his perceptions in the entire deep hall, and probed the past inch by inch, but found nothing wrong.
The more normal he became, the more his heart sank, until all the perceptions were withdrawn from all directions, and finally focused on Xuan Jinghe in front of him. His expression changed drastically, and he reached out and pressed Xuan Jinghe's eyebrows in disbelief.
"Master," the ghost prince's expression that was always lazy and smiling completely changed, and he couldn't describe his eyes at the moment when he was hit by the catastrophe: "What about your godhead?"
Xuan Jinghe smiled and said, "I'm afraid you won't be able to appreciate my appearance for a long time."
The Ghost Prince grabbed the front of his shirt with one hand and said bluntly, "Where did they go?"
Xuan Jinghe raised his eyebrows: "Guess what?"
The ghost prince didn't waste any more time, turned around and rushed towards the twelve palace gates in the sky like lightning, but just after flying to a height of a hundred paces, a golden bay leaf suddenly flashed on his forehead - the binding spell of life and death was activated instantly.
boom!
Prince Ghost fell to the ground in an instant, smashing the Moyu floor tile with one foot!
His soul was just scattered by Gong Wei, so he couldn't leave the body, and the body couldn't leave this huge sleeping hall, so he was trapped here alive!
Prince Ghost stabbed his ten fingers into the palm of his hand, and suddenly disappeared in place. The next moment he appeared in the blood pool, the bloodshot palm clasped the back of Xuan Jinghe's head, forcing him to lean against him, even his foreheads were almost pressed together: "Do you think I'm so helpless?"
Xuan Jinghe looked into his eyes without the slightest emotion.
"No one can take you away from here, even if it's death-" The Prince Guild said with a biting expression, "Because I am the god of death."
He raised his hand and clamped Xuan Jinghe's chin, lowered his head and kissed it.