Stygian Yang Heng looked at the Dark Moon who wanted to rush into the altar, and took advantage of the fact that he was not prepared to master his acupoints. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoSince the seal must be broken to save the people on the altar, then the seal must be broken and resealed. The moon stiffened in disbelief, looking at the not thick back of the dark Yang Heng, and her whole body trembled. He watched his father and brother face danger, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, even a man who had always been iron-clad couldn't help crying.

The Stygian Sun Scar forced his way through the barrier outside the altar, and with each step it was like an electric current passing through his body, and he trembled and walked to his knees beside the Stygian. He always thought that the powerful person was now as well-behaved as a child lying in the arms of the incense. The undead in the sky had already begun to decrease, and a light of the undead seeped out from the chest of the incense, fluttering through the body of the immortal prayer.

The Shadow Yang Scar looks the most weak among the four brothers, and he likes calligraphy and ink strokes since he was a child, and he doesn't like to dance with knives and guns, which can be regarded as making up for the playful nature of the Underworld Moon. He has a gentle and quiet temperament, and he doesn't like to fight with others, but his temperament is regarded as weak, so his mother and family constantly fight for him, one to satisfy his vanity, and the other is to fight for him for more opportunities to save his life and higher glory.

Styx Moonlight put down the cold fall, his hands prostrated on the seemingly invisible barrier, and a pair of eyes looked at the vision in the sky.

"Second brother."

Styx Yang Heng turned his gaze to the direction where the voice came from, and looked into the eyes of Styx Yaoyue, with a shallow smile on his face, among the brothers in the past twenty years, he has been with Shen Yaoyue the longest, and he also knows the most about Shen Yaoyue, knows his style of acting, and is fruitful and wise, which always makes him admire and admire.

The barrier formed by this grandmother's blood jade cannot be broken easily, it is invulnerable, and it is invulnerable. This is a way to save his life just in case, this jade pendant has two pieces, and the jade pendant on his body is broken, and he can only give him one piece of his body. And this blood jade was originally cultivated with blood, but the person who raised this jade was the Dark Moon.

This is the task given to him by Shen Qiran, raising jade and its hard work, but Shen Yaoyue never dared to neglect the things that Ming Qiran explained, and it took two months to truly cultivate the blood jade. Styx Yaoyue didn't know the purpose of doing this at first, but when he touched the indestructible barrier at this time, he realized that this blood jade was cultivated by blood, and when he touched blood, it would emit spiritual power to form an enchantment, blocking the perception of all living beings.

On the altar, the undead will not only submerge into the body of the praying being, but will also occupy the body of the person with heavier yin qi, so as to achieve the purpose of reincarnation.

Stygian Moon fixed her gaze on Stygian Cold's face. "Good Luo'er, you must live well."

Styx Moon bit her finger and dripped blood on the barrier, which was like a red agate cracking a crack, and when Styx Moon passed through, it slowly healed completely.

Shen Hanluo narrowed his eyes slightly, opened his mouth in pain, and wanted to scream loudly, but he couldn't make any sound.

Father, brother, don't.

A momentum was extremely powerful, breaking the barrier of the altar, forming a force that carried the people outside the arena away. The ancient totem on the altar gradually faded red, and then turned black again, hideous and mysterious. The wind stopped, the black clouds in the sky gradually faded, and the sky was still showing the afterglow of the setting sun, bloody and red.

At this moment, the Dark Moon and the Dark Yang Heng used their internal force to throw the Dark Cold Fall out of the altar, and then quickly slashed through the palm of their hands with their internal force, and the internal force was like a knife to cut a long wound in the palm of his hand, and the blood was like running water dripping down and dissolving with the blood on the altar. The red light on the altar rose again, and the two of them, Styx Bright Moon and Stygian Yang Heng, closed their eyes and recited the ancient incantation. I don't know why I sang such a mantra, and a lament of mourning sounded in my ears, and thousands of people sang in unison, the sound was loud, resounding all over the mountains and rivers, and every sentence sung seemed to exhaust its vitality.

The blood sacrifice of the two was not completed, they overestimated their own abilities, and underestimated the price required for this seal. Stygian Hanluo broke through the shackles of his grandmother's blood jade, broke through the acupoint, his internal organs were damaged and spit out a mouthful of blood, and the blood splashed on the nine steps, and suddenly the blood was magnificent, and the two of them were overturned by the momentum and hit the boulder around them, rolling down from the boulder and unable to move.

There was still a pungent smell of blood on the altar, and everyone was hung up in the light of this incident, and they couldn't recover their senses for a long time. The sacrifice to lift the seal was completed, but the Radiant Moon and Stygian tried to seal it again with their own bodies but were unsuccessful, and the mountain stone of the altar began to shake, and the gravel on the top kept falling, smashing on the top of their heads.

"Chilling." Xiu Chenyan roared, shattering the falling rubble. Lying on the steps and looking at the few relatives on the stage who did not know the life and death, he saw his father's pale face, saw his brother lying in a pool of blood, and his eyes only saw the body of his father and brother who did not know the life and death of his father.

"The altar is about to collapse, go quickly." I don't know who shouted.

The once-in-a-century mysterious sacrifice of the Stygian clan has come to an end, although the seal has been lifted, but the sand ghosts sealed under the Xun River did not move immediately, probably because of the Stygian Bright Moon and the Stygian Yang Heng's attempt to re-seal, but I don't know how many days this false seal can last. The altar collapsed, and the tremor lasted for a long time, and the tremor of the earth could be felt for hundreds of miles.

Zizhulin suffered heavy casualties, and the Yi tribe was gone.

Stygian Moon, Stygian Yang Heng was not lightly injured, and their attempt to reseal the Jizo Sand Ghost with their own flesh and blood was a crazy move. Thinking that this seal had been formed in the first place, it had exhausted the blood of the entire Yuting clan, how could the two of them be able to complete it. Their souls rush to the impact, and those who are not strong-willed will fall into hell and never be able to wake up. The physical injuries of the cold fall are not serious, but the mental injuries are difficult to heal.

The soul of the incense entered the body of the goddess like the other souls in the Xun River, and if the goddess had known that this would be the case, he probably wouldn't have let the incense die on the altar. Even if he dies, he can't get rid of his entanglement.

Xiao Shichen, Manjusri, and Bai Jing did not enter the altar, they didn't know what was going on inside, they only felt the strong vibration at that time, the mountains and rocks rolled down everywhere, and the entire altar was surrounded by the Xun River, and suddenly the red liquid in the Xun River began to boil, and they saw countless white spots of light rising from the Xun River into the altar, and then the color of the water in the Xun River became lighter, until the people on the altar escaped in embarrassment, and the entire altar sank into the Xun River. It was a barren mountain rock, but suddenly it became a big hole, and the wind was blowing, which was terrifying.

Xiu Liumo didn't have much emotion, and he didn't say much, he could only gently hug the cold body of Meditation, although his body had cooled down, it didn't stiffen. Even Xiao Shichen couldn't judge his life or death. His chest had stopped beating and he had no pulse, but his face was a little pale and different from that of a dead man.

Shen Hanluo gently pushed open the door and walked into the room, lying quietly on the bed, Xiu Liumo sat silently on the edge of the bed. "Thank you for saving your life." He bowed to Xiu Liumo, who was sitting on the bed, and then walked to the head of the bed and knelt down.

He reached out to touch Pray Ran's cheek, but the outstretched hand shrank for fear of touching, but finally he touched his cold skin and stroked it gently with his fingers, just as Pray Ran had touched him before.

But he had lost consciousness, and the thought that he would never feel his touch again from now on, turned his eyes red, and his hands trembled involuntarily. He tried his best to control his body, not to let himself cry, not to let himself tremble. He could only silently withdraw his shaking hand, hold it tightly with his other hand, and then sit down on his knees, hanging his head, losing all his strength.

"I wonder what the relationship between my predecessor and my father is?"

Xiu Liumo didn't expect that Ying Hanluo would ask directly, and he actually smiled.

"We...... I can't tell the relationship. Xiu Liumo sighed and said again. After going around for 20 years, we were relatively speechless when we met again. ”

From his words, I heard the remembrance and sentimentality, or I was used to the pain, but it was very well hidden at this time.

Xiu Liumo remembered the past time with an obsessive smile on his face, and he turned to mock himself again. "I'm a weak man who hasn't fulfilled a single promise made to him. In the past ten years, I dared to inquire about any news about him, and let myself waste half of my time. He probably hated me. ”

"No, I've never seen my father really happy, and he should be happy to see you." Stygian Hanluo stood up and walked towards the door, his voice was shallow, like a shallow comfort. At the same time, he was also comforting himself, at least at the last moment, he saw the person he had missed for more than ten years.