Sikong Changye's words silenced everyone.

If he launched the Ten Thousand Snake Valley Blood War in order to prevent the sky from opening the Nine Ghost Soul Locking Array, it would indeed be excusable.

But what is the way to take so many lives and harm his beloved Taoist companion Duan Zhengwu?

Everyone couldn't figure it out, and waited with a heavy heart for Sikong Changye to continue.

"This plan is not right, and it is extremely evil. Sikong Changye's voice was filled with a heavy guilt that could not be concealed, and he said slowly, "That is, to carry out a living blood sacrifice in the sinkhole, especially the blood of cultivators, before the sinkhole passage is opened, the environment at the bottom of the sinkhole will be completely polluted, and no passage can be opened, plus the formation I painstakingly researched, it can last that blood sacrifice for hundreds of years, but it's a p......ity, it's a pity, it's a pity."

Sikong Changye's eyes swept over everyone, and he sighed again and again: "It's a pity that it's unfair to those disciples who died, as well as Xiao Wu!"

Everyone understood a little, Sikong Changye wanted to carry out a living blood sacrifice, not hesitating to sacrifice the lives of the disciples of the Yuxian Sect and the Beast Control Sect, and also to block the passage of the sinkhole, which made sense from a general point of view, even if it was the smallest sacrifice in exchange for the best result, those dead disciples could be regarded as having a valuable death.

They also knew why there was so much blood mist in the sinkhole, and it was also highly toxic, which could not only erode people's skin, but also pollute the meridians.

This is indeed not the right way, and it is also evil to the extreme.

But they still don't understand, what does this have to do with Duan Zheng Dance?

Duan Zhengwu couldn't help but become stunned, he didn't know that there was such a heavy secret behind the bloody battle provoked by Sikong Changye, but ...... Why destroy her body and imprison her at the bottom of the sinkhole?

Sikong Changye seemed to know Duan Zhengwu and everyone's doubts, and looked at Duan Zhengwu with pity and said: "Xiao Wu, my formation, I need a living person to be the eye of the formation, it must be a woman, the higher the cultivation, the better, the big array above the sinkhole, it is not a deliberate attempt to trap your ......"

Hearing this, everyone's hearts trembled, and they had completely understood the whole story!

The ruthless decisiveness of Sikong Changye is even more unsure of admiration or ...... Reprimand.

For the sake of righteousness, Sikong Changye not only sacrificed Duan Zheng Dance, but also sacrificed himself.

But what better way to do it?

"Xiao Wu, what a few years, I don't know the cold and heat outside, I have been sitting here, feeling guilty all the time. Sikong Changye choked up, his voice sad, "I also think about it all the time, I want to see you, and explain this matter to you face to face, I'm afraid that you will hate me......"

Sikong Changye's voice suddenly became heavy: "But it's best if you hate me, so that I can be better, I'm a person with a bad heart, and I don't deserve your ...... to me like that Good!"

Sikong Changye, who had provoked a bloody battle and ignored the tragic deaths of many disciples, cried all night: "You continue to hate me, it's best to hate me, you burn me with heavenly fire, and you burn me well...... Otherwise, I will be afraid, afraid that you will die lonely in the sinkhole with your love for me, and now that you are out, I will be relieved, and I can rest assured...... Went to ...... My Yang Shou ...... It's almost ......."

Sikong Changye's voice gradually weakened, and with difficulty, in the wrapping of the heavenly fire, he raised his arm and stretched out to Duan Zhengwu.

When everyone saw that arm, they suddenly changed color!

What a hand that is!

It had all been charred and black, like a charred black stick taken out of the fire, and even the five fingers could not be distinguished.

"Long Night ......" Duan Zhengwu quickly ran in front of Sikong Changye, stretched out his white hand, held Sikong Changye's scorched hand, and let his hand gently caress his cheek, "I don't hate it, but I still can't ......forget it."

"Good little dance...... Sikong Changye said with relief, "the next life...... Don't see each other again...... Forget about it!"

Sikong Changye's hand drooped down suddenly, and his breath quickly weakened.

"Long night!" Duan Zhengwu cried out violently, tears flowed down like beads of broken threads, "I'm not dead yet, how can you be one step ahead of me!"

Duan Zhengwu held Sikong Changye's hand with one hand, and performed the soul preservation secret method with the other, quickly pinching the trick, and then with a sharp wave, he pulled out a wisp of amber soul from Sikong Changye's body, and gently held it in the palm of his hand, as if he was holding his own life.

At the same time, Sikong Changye's body instantly turned into flying ashes and disappeared, but a wisp of golden flame flew out of the heavenly fire, and in the blink of an eye, it was injected into Meng Fan's body, as if he knew the way, and directly entered his fire attribute meridians, making the fire attribute meridians glow with a layer of golden light.

A soul thought suddenly sounded in Meng Fan's mind.

"Boy, thank you for bringing Xiao Wu to the secret realm, but I have a regret in my life, I like two things in my life, one is the formation ban, there is no time to pass on to you, and the other is to like alchemy, occasionally get the secret technique of Danhuo, condense a wisp of pure Danhuo, and now give it to you, I hope you will achieve something in the Dan Dao in the future......"

Meng Fan finished digesting the soul sound of Sikong Changye, and bowed down to the soul in Duan Zhengwu's palm.

The wisp of Dan fire in Sikong Changye made him stand on the shoulders of giants, and it would be of great help to him in the future, beyond imagination!

"Brother. Duan Zhengwu looked at Meng Fan with teary eyes, and then glanced at the heavenly fire, "Take it." ”

"Meng boy, take it quickly!" Ning Zheng'an saw that Meng Fan was a little distracted, and hurriedly urged.

"Good. Meng Fan took a deep breath, took out the Seven Star Beads, slowly walked to the heavenly fire floating on the ground, and stretched it out.

He speculated that the seven-star beads fell from the sky together with the heavenly fire, and they should be able to collect the heavenly fire.

But to his surprise, as soon as the Seven Star Beads touched the heavenly fire, he heard a loud bang, and the heavenly fire suddenly rose from the spot, burned through the roof, floated in the air, and spread out again, rolling and burning above the house, and the heat emitted was unbearable!

It's completely different from Fang Cai's gentle appearance!

Seeing this, everyone was also surprised, and subconsciously looked at the fire spirit.

The fire spirit is a spirit condensed from the heavenly fire, and there should be a way to help Meng Fan collect the heavenly fire.

"Brother......" Huo Ling glanced at Duan Zhengwu, who was crying sadly, and then at the soul in Duan Zhengwu's hand, gritted his teeth, as if he had made some kind of decision, walked to Meng Fan's side, and put his little hand on Meng Fan's palm as before, "Brother, I'll help you collect the heavenly fire, you are ready......"

The fire spirit let go of Meng Fan's palm, and the flame suddenly burst into flames on the spirit body, raised his face, looked at the heavenly fire floating in the air through the burned roof, and then his body floated up, slowly rising into the air.

"Tianhuo, wait a minute!" Meng Fan reached out and grabbed the fire spirit's small hand and held it tightly, "If you merge into Tianhuo again, will it be any trouble for you?"

(End of chapter)