And the black-clothed monk, although he was affected by those talismans, especially the aura of the explosion of some of the powerful ancient talismans, almost shocked him to the point that his blood was surging, his mouth was numb, his clothes were torn in many places, and even bloodstains, and he looked embarrassed, but after all, as a Yuanying monk, his physical and spiritual strength was incomparable, so in an instant, he had already broken through the talisman seal and rushed to her face.

Seeing the figure of the black-clothed monk getting closer and closer, cold sweat fell from Mo Xiaoxiao's forehead.

Is it just like that? She's not reconciled.

At this moment, the Xuantu on the jade platform woke up leisurely, with a complex look of sadness, love, and hope in his eyes, and before the demons could react, he resolutely took off the tortoise shell on his body, revealing a jade-like body.

"Children, there is so little I can do for you, in the future, it will be up to you."

After saying this, Xuantu closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was already full of tenacity.

Before Mo Xiaoxiao could understand what was going on, Xuantu's tortoise shell and body broke away from the hosta flower and appeared in the middle of the fierce battle.

Above the sea, the aura was turbulent, the earthquake trembled, and the sky changed color. The battlefield is in shambles, and it makes people feel helpless when they look at it, why do you want to fight, why do you want to kill?

Where does life begin and why does it end?

With compassion on his face, Xuan Tu looked up to the sky and sighed: "Is my demon clan dead in the sky?!" He gave up his resistance and was struck by the blackfriar's sword, and blood gushed out from his body.

But he didn't seem to feel it, "Born with six realms, each with its own permanence; The cycle goes on and on, for eternal life. Skynet is magnificent, and retribution is unpleasant. Let's see when the way of heaven will condemn the sin and accept your life! ”

As he spoke, countless swords and swords fell on his body, and he didn't dodge at all, but just said something in his mouth, as if he was preparing for something. As soon as the words fell, his tortoise shell had already been cut to pieces, but he was still not satisfied, and he actually took the initiative to crash into the blackfriar's sword!

There was a bang, and the ground shook.

Everyone stopped.

Xuan Tu took the initiative to stimulate all the spiritual power in his body, and launched the Nine Turns Turtle Absorption Dafa with all his might, and the endless spiritual power surged towards his tortoise shell like a wave, but his eyes gradually lost their brilliance.

Several people were a little hesitant, could it be that he was going to blow himself up? In addition to the blackfriar, the other three retreated sharply, and at the same time, they each summoned defensive magic weapons and wrapped their bodies in layers.

Xuantu had already faded from the tortoise shell, and the jade-like body was also dripping with blood, he took one last look at Mo Xiaoxiao and calmly closed his eyes.

At this time, the demons already knew what he was going to do, not to blow himself up, or rather, not just to blow himself up!

He's sacrificing!

This is a secret method of the demon clan, and basically the demon clan will. However, the higher the cultivation, the higher the level of sacrifice, and the higher the level of demon cultivation who is good at divination. Xuantu saw that the demons in Linggu had returned to the heavens and were powerless, and if he blew himself up, he would inevitably hurt the enemy by one thousand and lose eight hundred, so he chose to sacrifice!

However, after the sacrifice, the soul was given to the ancestor of all demons, and it could no longer be reincarnated. Even, even more miserable than the scattering of his soul, his demon soul will be imprisoned in the land of the ancestor of all demons, as long as the wish he made in his life is fulfilled, he must suffer eternal life and eternal torture there. The soul is never extinguished, and the torment never ends.

Because, the ancestor of all demons is not a person, but the holy land of the demon clan, and it is also the place of death of the demon clan. It is the place where the ancestor of all demons shelters the demon clan, and it is also a place of punishment.

All the demons burst into tears.

Mo Xiao couldn't bear it carefully, and tears fell: "No! Stop it! "As long as he stops, the sacrifice will not be successful, and although he will inevitably die, he can still be reborn.

Xuantu must have felt that the fate of the demon clan in the future would be bumpy, and he would be hit by humans, so he sacrificed his life and exchanged the torture of immortality for a chance for the demon clan to survive.

That's what he said about hope!

The tortoise shell of the Xuan Earth was crushed and shattered by the surging spiritual power, but it was not a disorderly shattering, if someone counted it, they would find that it was a full ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine pieces, which represented the highest level of sacrifice, and he would experience a full ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine kinds of torture in the land of ten thousand demons, and the cycle would go on and on.

The 99,999 pieces of tortoise shells were densely packed in the air, layer by layer, but they were arranged in an extremely complex shape in an orderly manner. In the end, from a macro point of view, it looks like a sphere.

Although a few people couldn't see what Xuantu was doing, they also had an intuition that this was not a self-explosion.

After all, the demon clan has returned to the demon world for ten thousand years, and only a few demon cultivators live in the human world, and even in ancient times, sacrifice is also the secret art of the demon clan, and every demon soul will do it, but they also know that it must not be passed on.

But after all, the Yuanying Monk was well-informed, and although he couldn't see what Xuantu was doing, he could feel that it would be an act that would be unfavorable to them, and the white-haired and white-bearded Second Elder immediately decided, "No matter what they are doing, they must be stopped!" ”

Although it is said that the outside world cannot forcibly stop the sacrifice process unless it is terminated by the person, if these four work together to destroy the sacrifice platform created by the Xuan Earth, it is still possible that the sacrifice will not be successful.

Mo Xiaoxiao looked at them, her eyes were a little complicated, she was very conflicted, on the one hand, she didn't want them to stop Grandpa Xuantu, and she didn't want them to destroy the sacrificial platform of Xuantu, because the sacrificial platform was the sacrificial platform, nothing else, it was the demon soul of Xuantu!

But on the other hand, she didn't want the Xuantu sacrifice to succeed, after all, that kind of punishment was too severe, and in tens of thousands of years, there would not be a few demon cultivators willing to choose to sacrifice.

Le Xiao and Bai Yujing reacted and stretched out their hands to intercept. Now that the sacrifice has begun, although it is very cruel, they must also do their best to respect the will of the Xuantu. Perhaps, this is the difference between men and women.

The second elder immediately decided, "Sixth, twelfth, seventeen!" ”

Here, the figure of Xuantu has long been submerged, and tens of thousands of tortoise shells are rapidly arranging into layers of spheres;

Over there, Le Yue Xiao and Bai Qianzhong are already at the end of their strong crossbows, and they only have one breath to hold on.

With a wave of the purple gold sword, Bai Yujing struggled to resist, but one of his legs was cut off.

Bai Qianzhong's voice sounded resentfully: "Father! ”

The four cultivators glanced at each other, nodded in understanding, centered on the black-clothed monk, and the other three were arranged behind him in a fan-shape, each with a strong spiritual power into the black-clothed monk's body, only to see that he frowned, as if he was in pain, but Mo Xiaoxiao obviously found that his aura was much stronger than before!

I'm afraid that in the short term, I will have a ability comparable to that of a monk in the merger period!

Is this one plus three over four? There are indeed many kinds of things in human cultivation.

Although her soul is a human being, since she came here, the demon beasts of Spirit Valley have slowly approached her heart, just like her relatives, she has slowly accepted her identity as a demon cultivator, and the people of this world cultivate immortality and walk the Great Dao, which is no different from the demon race, and it is completely different from ordinary humans, not to mention the way of ordinary ethics. Such a monk is no longer a normal human being, and she naturally has no sense of belonging.

Right now, it seems that it has reached a certain death situation again, and the three demon cultivators are absolutely unable to resist. Even, the Xuan Earth, which has been sacrificed to the most critical time, may not be able to resist it.

Mo Xiaoxiao's hands were clenched, he had never hated himself so much for being so low in cultivation! So low that you need your loved ones to die to protect yourself!

If she had great ability at the moment, would these people force herself and others to this point?

If she is strong enough to protect herself and the people around her, does she still need to watch the people she cares about die in front of her one by one?