Chapter 1866: Twelve Drops of Heart's Blood
"Since you have agreed, and are willing to suffer the consequences of your own making, then you need not be polite. I think you know what the consequences are, right?" Mu Yang stepped forward and raised his hand to slowly sweep over their heads.
I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, Mu Yang's fingers paused at their heavenly spirit place. And what is the feeling of the leader of the twelve clans? At this moment, it was like a cold qi penetrating from the heavenly spirit, reaching the heart, and it was difficult to suppress.
It was only a few breaths, and I saw that the figures of a few people had begun to tremble slightly. Uncontrollable clenching of hands. Muyang Holy Lord's approach should be to shatter their heavenly spirits and end up scattered.
Close your eyes and know that you can't fight, so you can only accept your fate. It was only at this moment that they finally felt extremely remorseful from the depths of their hearts. If it wasn't so easy to be deceived and violate the laws of the Holy Lord, then ......
Strangely, they waited for a long time with the determination to die, but they did not feel the slightest pain, or even the coming of death. Tried to open his eyes and looked at Muyang suspiciously, only to find that he looked at them with a smile.
The fingers were withdrawn, and an inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of Mu Yang's mouth. Take a step back: "Raise your head." Even if you want to accept death, you must be like a ruler. You're all men, so show a little bit of manliness. β
Raising their heads and looking at Mu Yang, everyone couldn't guess what the Holy Lord wanted to do. It was a demonic existence, and no one could guess the thoughts of the Holy Lord Mu Yang: "Holy Lord, please stop torturing us and give us a good time." β
"Oh, that's how you want to die, or do you think you're free by dying? haha...... Ha ha...... Such an idea should have been understood many years ago as naΓ―ve, don't you understand?"
The afterimage flashed, and Mu Yang suddenly reached out and grabbed one of the commanders, and slowly lifted him up. With a thought in his mind, a mark struck into his body, but it was only an instantaneous change, and the phantom of the ruler changed into the shadow of a dragon.
"You, the Celestial Dragons. In any case, it is also a noble bloodline. What did your ancestors promise me? Didn't it pass it down? I didn't expect your people to dare to go along with it like this, it's so disappointing......
Seeing this, the dragon shadow couldn't struggle, so he was also very sincere, and said without fear: "Holy Lord, you don't know the situation at that time, so I can only say that whether it is a betrayal or not, we didn't mean it, please believe it." β
The power of the Black Dragon Clan is extremely domineering, and it has the ability to bewitch. At that time, Muyang was not there, and there was no one who could fight against this force. So even if the Celestial Dragon clan was unwilling, they had to be bewitched.
At this time, the leader of the Heavenly Dragon Clan changed his words, and his expression became very gloomy: "I understand that the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao should be borne by our clan, and the consequences of this incident, we must bear it, and there is no complaint." β
In the next second, the force in Mu Yang's hand suddenly increased. I saw that the dragon shadow was distorted, and it could collapse at any time: "Really, are you really not afraid of any consequences? I can't imagine that your Tianlong clan is quite backbone at this time." β
With a flick of his fingers, bang! Hongmeng's power surged, and the leader of the Heavenly Dragon Clan flew out directly. This can be regarded as a small punishment given to him by Muyang. As for the others, Mu Yang already disdained to do it: "Okay, you guys get up first." β
Staring at the Holy Lord suspiciously, he stood up tremblingly. They knew very well in their hearts that sooner or later, the Holy Lord would settle accounts with them, but they didn't expect it to be so soon. But what does it mean to do nothing?
Turning around, Mu Yang walked towards the top of the main hall. A moment later, they were seated in the great hall. Muyang is nothing, and the others are completely on pins and needles. What exactly this holy lord wants to do, no one knows: "Holy lord, please be happy." β
"Huh...... Will I destroy you directly? This seat does not destroy humanity like you. The atmosphere suddenly became very solemn, and no one could guess the thoughts of the Holy Lord, so he could only continue to wait for the verdict.
After sweeping through everyone, Mu Yang felt that the time should be almost up, and their psychological defense line should also collapse and disintegrate: "Now I need your help with one thing, and it can be regarded as atonement, are you willing?"
Raising their heads suddenly, staring at Mu Yang deadly, a bright light flashed in their eyes. It's an opportunity, it's definitely an opportunity. Since the Holy Lord brought it up, it was to give them a glimmer of life, so they had to seize it anyway.
"Okay, I'll wait. No matter what it is, as long as the Holy Lord speaks out, we will definitely go to the soup and die in the soup. Among these ten thousand races, they have received a lot of favors from the Holy Lord and the Holy Maiden, and they have always wanted to find an opportunity to repay them. β
Nodding, Mu Yang knew that this time was right. Standing up, he said solemnly: "When you listened to the bewitchment and made this era, this plane, especially the Holy Sect so embarrassed, you have to pay it with blood. β
Everyone fell to their knees in unison. There is no complaint at all: "As long as the Holy Lord can let us make up for our mistakes and restore the order of this plane to normal, it doesn't matter what we want, please make it clear to the Holy Lord." β
With a little footstep, Muyang appeared in the middle of them. With his hands behind his back: "Don't promise too early, listen to what I want first." Leaders of the Twelve Clans, you should be the highest beings in cultivation, right?"
This is true, Muyang's Holy Light Order will only have a convening effect on the powerhouses of all races, and ordinary beings will not be sensed at all. So Mu Yang asked this sentence, just asking them to give an affirmative answer themselves.
"The blood of the heart, I want the blood of your heart. The leader of the twelve tribes, each with a drop of blood. Mu Yang said it unhurriedly, and in an instant, everyone's faces changed. This is not a normal condition.
What does the blood of the heart represent? That is the most important place for a cultivator to condense his essence. What's more, they are all leaders of different clans, and what their hearts and blood represent may be where their bright side is, and once they are lost, then the consequences will be ......
Silence, long silence. This is not the concept of greed for life and fear of death, but to take the initiative to hand over one's lifeline. No one can do it. Muyang is this a test for them, or is it really going to be like this?
After a long time, Muyang finally didn't want to wait any longer. Turning around, his face sank: "What's the matter? Have you thought about it? The blood in your heart will not kill you, with your strength, at most, it will only be a part of your cultivation." β
Standing up, everyone looked at each other. Finally, he smiled helplessly: "Hehe...... No matter what, if we continue to delay, there will always be a result, come on, I believe that the Holy Lord will give us a way, and we will not be so decisive. β
The Tianlong clan stood up first and came to Muyang. With a wave of his hand, the robe on his body fell, and on his chest, there was a unique scale, which was the reverse scale of the Heavenly Dragon. As long as you pull it out, you can take the blood of the heart.
(End of chapter)