Qianjue lay in bed for several days and never woke up.

The wounds on his body had slowly healed, and the exposed parts had gradually repaired, but his internal organs had been shattered, and some places had been mutilated, and it was impossible to heal in a short time.

During this time, the little one once took out the multicolored branches, but to no avail. Its treatment is indeed miraculous, far from being comparable to ordinary people, but it can only heal injuries, not save lives.

Thirteen looked at Qianjue's pale face, felt the faint breath of life on his body, and frowned. It was much more serious than she expected.

"Is that okay?" the middle-aged man was also a little worried after realizing Qianjue's situation.

Thirteen was silent for a long time, as if he was thinking about something.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man spoke: "Even if you save it, I'm afraid it will be useless." He doesn't fit anymore. ”

Thirteen still hadn't spoken, but there was already movement.

She stretched out her right hand, her wrist was like a soft one, and she pointed out a black light at the center of her eyebrows.

The black light disappeared into it, like a drop of water merging into the sea, and not even a single wave appeared.

Then, she sighed, "It's too serious. ”

With a flip of his hand, he took out an object, the size of a token, which was jet black and shiny.

It is a monument to the gods.

Thirteen held the stele in his hand, and the tips of his right fingers continued to shoot out mysterious powers, carving an unpredictable trajectory on the stele one after another.

Behind him, the middle-aged man saw this, suddenly changed color, stepped forward, pressed Thirteen's hand with a wide palm, and said hurriedly: "Don't!"

"You want to stop me?"

Thirteen dodged the man's palm, and immediately frowned, and his dark eyes looked at the middle-aged man, full of coldness.

"You should know that if you use the Sacrifice Monument to cast ......"

"Do I use you to teach me how to do things?"

Thirteen was visibly furious. Since she was able to perform this kind of spell, she naturally knew that it was the consequence after casting it, and she would use someone else to repeat it?

The middle-aged man was stunned and didn't come back to his senses for a long time. Because this is the first time I have seen her angry in more than 13 years since I followed her, and it is also the first time I have seen her cast such a cold gaze on herself. It was as if at that moment he had become Thirteen's enemy.

He felt a little sad in his heart, but he also knew that there was really no way but this way. And even if this method is used, it is enough to save Qianjue, and it is difficult to say whether he can keep his cultivation.

And the price that Thirteen has to pay is her spirit.

The sacrificial monument is a very mysterious and strange artifact, and the most common function is naturally sacrifice. If it is used against the enemy, the wielder only needs to be proficient in the relevant spells, and the enemy can be sacrificed alive in a subtle way.

In the process of growing up, Thirteen faced many strong enemies, and he only used it once, sacrificing a monk who was a great realm higher than himself to death.

But now, instead of sacrificing to others, she is herself. To be precise, she was going to sacrifice her spirit for a thousand lives in exchange for being born again.

"Spirit, but your root, from now on, you will be glorified with Him. If his cultivation stops there, your life's cultivation will also stop there. And if he dies, your cultivation will be cleared, and you will become a mortal from now on. ”

Although Thirteen was angry with the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man still said the above paragraph.

He was tempted to ask, was it worth it?

Thirteen said coldly: "No need to say more. ”

In order to get Wu Yimai out of that cage completely, even if she dies, what if she dies?

Thirteen Pan sat in front of Qianjue, his hands continued to condense the law seal, and after communicating with the sacrificial monument, he suddenly felt a huge suction force coming from above, and then he felt that his mind suddenly became dizzy, and one of his "spirits" was withdrawn.

In just a moment, the sacrificial monument bloomed with black light, enveloping a thousand uniques.

…………

Ever since he passed out, his consciousness has wandered around, not knowing where he has come.

On both sides, two mysterious doors emerged, a door of death, blooming with a faint blue light, and a cold aura emanating from it, making his soul feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. The other is the door of thrills, blooming with a heavy earthy yellow color.

He used to come to this place.

On that day, in the Demon Refining Cave, he was killed by the Eastern Evil Truth, and when he almost died, he forcibly opened the twelfth Yuan Vein, and then escaped into the void space and arrived here.

Now he hasn't opened the twelve Yuan Realms, but he's here.

But this time, it was obviously different from the last time, and the most significant difference was that the door of death opened a gap.

"Is this going to die......

In the gap of death, a very vast attraction emanated, pulling his spiritual sense to escape into it.

And if you step through the door of death, can you still get out?

However, this force is irresistible. At this moment, Qianjue was too weak to resist at all, and was directly taken in.

Behind the door, there was a hazy blue light, but it was too dark for him to see what was inside.

I remember the last time in the Demon Beast Mountain Range, when he was forced to almost die by Elder Zhelin of the Lei Sect, he also stepped into this door with one foot, but in the end he was rescued by the little guy. At that time, he could only see a blur through a layer of blue light.

Now, he seems to see a very vague world. In a trance, there are high heavens, mountains and rivers, but if you look closely, they are all hazy cyan, and more importantly, they are lifeless and lifeless.

Is this the Netherworld?

Does everyone step through this door when they die?

Qianjue thought to himself. But he was also extremely curious, what does the other door do?

After entering this world, the door behind it slowly closed, and the part that had been closed was no longer the body of the door, but became a void. In other words, if the gap is completely closed, there will be no way back.

"Not good!"

He hurriedly reached for the gap and tried with all his strength to push the door open again, only to find that his strength was so weak that it was like an ant pushing a mountain, and it didn't work at all.

The crack in the door is still going to close.

Qianjue was a little disheartened. It seems that he really wants to stay in this underworld, and he can't get out again. Is this what is called a lonely ghost?

But at this time, his heart moved, if this is the case, is it also in it?

Just when he wanted to give up pushing open the door and go to this world to find his face, the crack in the door was suddenly pushed open by a huge external force!

"Boom!"

The crack in the door opened, and there was a faint power of thunder, shaking nine days and ten earths.

Qianjue didn't have time to be shocked, and he was pulled by a distance again, and returned to the outside of the door of death!

"What's going on? Is there anyone here for me?"

Qianjue muttered to himself. With such a serious injury, even if he is a king like Ke Jingling, I'm afraid there is no way, right? There is still someone who has the ability to save himself, could it be that the old thing in Kunlun has returned?

"Plop, plop!"

Suddenly, a series of heartbeat sounds sounded in this eerie space. The voice was ethereal, as if it had penetrated the barrier and came from another world.

"I've heard this voice ......"

Qianjue's eyes widened suddenly. This voice should belong to the broken heart on the altar!

The strange thing is that every time the sound of his heart beating sounded, Qian Jue felt that the strength in his body had increased a little.

After a full thousand strokes, Qian Jue felt that the strength in his body had reached a peak, clenched his fists, and smashed towards the void in the distance.

"Click!"

Cracks appear.

Qian Jue knew that this was blasting open this strange void, and hurriedly jumped in.

…………

"Poof!"

The spirit of the thirteenth had just been taken away by the sacrificial monument, and before she could sacrifice for the thousand peers, she was beaten back by a force, and the spirit returned to her body, but the impact on her was too great, and she directly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"How could it be?!"

The middle-aged man was taken aback and hurriedly helped Thirteen up.

Thirteen smiled bitterly: "There is a voice in the body of a thousand absolute that blocks my soul sacrifice. It seems to be ...... The sound of a heartbeat. ”

At this time, Qianjue, who had fallen into a coma for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Shhh

He had just returned, underestimating the injuries on his body, and wanted to make a move, but he was involved in the wound, and suddenly a piercing pain hit him, making him almost faint again.

"All the internal organs are broken, and most of the Yuan veins have been destroyed, and the severed finger of the **** is really vicious......" Qian Jue scolded helplessly.