"I'm very unwilling, I'm very depressed, stealing chickens doesn't make rice, don't you have an urge to squirt blood!"

"You...... Poof!" Seeing the appearance of the bad dragon, the Holy Son of the Apocalypse was not good, and he was so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, and he directly spit out a mouthful of old blood.

The Holy Son of the Apocalypse was furious, and he really wanted to rush up and fight that guy, but he was now at the end of his crossbow, and he couldn't toss it at all, and the whole person was injured.

"What are you, weren't you arrogant before? You still say that you want to destroy us completely, even the beauties won't let go, the means are ruthless enough, how about now. Become a dead dog!" The bad dragon squinted at the Holy Son of the Apocalypse, and chattered.

In the past, seeing the bad dragon like this, Chenxi would definitely say a few words, but at this time, Chenxi didn't say a word.

On the contrary, I felt very relieved, my heart was comfortable, and the bad dragon said everything she wanted to say in her heart, which was really enjoyable.

Similarly, Princess Yu Lin and the others also looked at it with resentment, which was refreshing, and the sadness just now seemed to be much less than before, and they felt much better.

Even Xiao Feibao and Zhao Zilong didn't make any more moves, but stood there with their weapons, watching coldly, letting the bad dragon get away there, and watching the bad dragon taunt the Holy Son of the Apocalypse.

"I'm fighting with you!" the Son of the Apocalypse struggled to his feet, then roared loudly and rushed towards the Bad Dragon with all his might.

He really can't stand it, that young man's mouth is simply more lethal than a weapon, he can say it vigorously, scolding people without swearing, angry people without foul language, super high technology, it's really infuriating people to death, it's almost about to be angry, and his lungs can't stand it anymore.

Who is he, the Holy Son of the Apocalypse, a high-ranking figure, a person who represents the future inheritance of the Holy Land Heavenly Sect, with a supreme position, even the children of those nobles are all stammering, and even do their best, they are chasing the stars and the moon wherever they go, and no one dares to disrespect him.

Holy Son of the Apocalypse, where has he ever been so angry, when he was so embarrassed like today, he has never been so angry, how can he stand it.

So, from the beginning of that guy's taunting to the present, he has spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, all of which are angry, purely angry, and have nothing to do with being injured.

The Holy Son of the Apocalypse was furious, angry in his heart, even if he was really inferior to that young man, he had to make a move, he really couldn't swallow this breath, he couldn't stand it, he had already suffered serious internal injuries.

However, the current Holy Son of the Apocalypse, how could he be the opponent of the Bad Dragon, he was rushing forward like this, and the Bad Dragon didn't use much strength, and as soon as he jumped over, the Holy Son of the Apocalypse fell far away, and then, there was no .......

"How to deal with it?" asked the little flying leopard, looking at Hao Yu.

"Let's do it!" Hao Yu said indifferently.

Although they didn't have any big grudges with the Holy Land Heavenly Sect before, the Holy Land Heavenly Sect, since they had already chosen the camp of the Earth Demon Sect, they were destined to have a battle.

Moreover, the Holy Son of the Apocalypse was against them everywhere, and the most important thing was that they also took advantage of Hao Yu's coma to kill Hao Yu and them, almost killing everyone, and it was impossible not to take revenge for this revenge.

Moreover, they have now killed a king of the Holy Land Heavenly Sect, no matter what, the people of the Holy Land Heavenly Sect will not let Hao Yu and them go again.

Instead of letting him go back to report the news, it is better to do it directly, anyway, killing one is also killing, and killing two is also killing.

"You can't kill me!" said the Holy Son of the Apocalypse in horror.

Although, he was so angry with the bad dragon just now that he was not even afraid of death, and rushed forward desperately, but when he really calmed down, and when death was approaching, he still flinched, and fear arose in his heart.

He really doesn't want to die, he is still so young, and his status is respected, he will have a bright future in the future, and he will be admired by thousands of people, how can he die here like this, he is unwilling, really unwilling.

"Do you think you still have the ability to resist?" Xiang Longyu said coldly.

Xiang Longyu still remembered that just now a few of them, but they were beaten all over their bodies by the Holy Son of the Apocalypse, and they were really ruthless, as if they had some deep hatred and hatred to death, and they must be killed.

"I can tell you how to summon spirits and bring those heroic spirits back!" the Holy Son of the Apocalypse said suddenly.

"Huh!?" Hao Yu looked at the Holy Son of the Apocalypse in surprise.

Similarly, the others looked over with shocked expressions.

If there is anything they want to do most now, it is to summon spirits, bring back the heroic spirits here, and fulfill their unfulfilled wishes for those ancestors.

But they didn't have a way, they didn't know how to summon spirits, and they didn't know how to bring so many heroic spirits back, normally speaking, they couldn't do it at all, even if the Holy Emperor came over.

Because, there are indeed too many heroic spirits here, this plain that cannot be seen at a glance, the whole area is full of corpses, and many of them are overlapping, dense, and the number of people cannot be estimated at all, you don't need to think about it, the number is amazing.

This number of Heroic Spirits, not to mention them, even the Holy Emperor, can't stand this kind of evil aura, it's really too huge.

It is the evil spirit of this place, which has been tempered for thousands of years, that has created the characteristics of this place, and also made it extremely dangerous.

Therefore, they didn't dare to imagine it at all, and there was no way, it was impossible to really bring these heroic spirits back, so they could only be secretly sad and helpless.

Therefore, as soon as they heard that the Holy Son of the Apocalypse said that they could summon spirits and bring these heroic spirits back, they immediately became interested, and even their hearts immediately ignited hope, and their sad emotions also disappeared partially.

"Really?" Zhao Zilong asked in surprise.

"Do you think it's necessary to lie when I'm the way I am?" said the Holy Son of the Apocalypse with a wry smile.

"Tell me about it!" Hao Yu said seriously.

"You promise me first, and then you will let me go!" the Holy Son of the Apocalypse spoke.

"No problem!" Hao Yu nodded without hesitation.

Everyone else also looked at it and nodded affirmatively, everyone's opinions were quite unanimous, and no one put forward a different opinion.

Everyone really wanted to bring back those heroic spirits who died for that expedition, and this wish even far exceeded the hatred for the Holy Son of the Apocalypse, and even paid some price. They're all doing whatever it takes.

Because, in everyone's hearts, those heroic spirits are really admirable, but they are sad and sad, they really pay too much for this continent.

"How can I trust you, what if you regret it?" the Son of the Apocalypse doubted.

"That's the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. "The Bad Dragon despised the Heavenly Apocalypse Holy Son.

"Brother Haoyu!" Dawn exclaimed nervously.

Everyone else looked at it too, showing surprised expressions, very shocked.

As soon as the words of the Holy Son of the Apocalypse fell, Hao Yu immediately cut his palm, and immediately wrote in blood on the palm.

Immediately afterward, a primordial blood curse flew into the sea of spiritual consciousness of the Holy Son of the Apocalypse, forming a spiritual imprint and a taboo.

"You ......" The Holy Son of the Apocalypse was shocked, he didn't expect that young man to be so decisive and directly use his own blood to cast a primordial blood curse.

This kind of blood curse, also called the Primordial Blood Alliance, this kind of Primordial Blood Alliance, is very powerful, so powerful that it is currently unsolvable in the entire Martial Refining Continent, and even those ancestor-level figures are unwilling to provoke this kind of Blood Alliance.

In other words, a person who has made this kind of blood alliance must fulfill his promise, and it is impossible to go back on it, unless he really wants to die.

"Can you say that?" Hao Yu urged.

"Hao Yu!" Xiang Longyu and the others shouted in unison.

After they knew that Hao Yu had made a blood alliance, they were all shocked, a little guilty in their hearts, and they were also very grateful.

It stands to reason that those deceased Heroic Spirits are their ancestors, and even if they want to make a blood alliance, they should be the ones who should do it, and it should not be Hao Yu who should bear this risk, which is really a great kindness.

However, Hao Yu was so indifferent, he didn't seem to care at all, he felt so natural, it was like his own business, he attached great importance to this matter, and he didn't hesitate at all, so he gave the Holy Son of the Apocalypse a very heavy promise, just so that those heroic spirits could go back.

Hao Yu looked at Xiang Longyu and them, and said solemnly with respect: "They are not only protecting you, but also other people living on this continent!"

"Say it!" Hao Yu said as he looked at the Holy Son of the Apocalypse.

Hao Yu put down the primordial blood curse, and the Holy Son of the Apocalypse instantly breathed a sigh of relief, put down the big stone in his heart, and said: "It's not difficult to summon spirits, but it's not easy either. Generally speaking, it is said that when a person dies, the soul will naturally return to the place where he was born or where he grew up, and the body will be buried in the ground. But if it is a person who dies on the outside, or a person who dies on the battlefield, it is different, especially if there is a special terrain in those places, it will imprison those souls, so that they will not be able to return to their homeland, or even never rest in peace. And like now, it is impossible to return to his hometown again, and he will never rest in peace if he dies in battle and is in this special terrain, and his body has been exposed for thousands of years, no one collects the corpse, and he has been sacrificed by others. ”

"Damn, you're fooling us, aren't you? Talking a bunch of nonsense, and in the end there's no way to do it. The bad dragon rolled up his sleeves and wanted to go up and beat someone.

"Why don't you wait for me to finish speaking?" said with a wry smile to the Apocalypse, and the Holy Son of the Apocalypse was just about to get to the point, when he was interrupted by the Bad Dragon.

Immediately, Hao Yu glared at the bad dragon, a little wanted to hit someone, this guy was too impatient.

"Go on, you go on!" said the bad dragon with a shrunk of his head.

"Unless, you can find three things......"

"What three things?" said the Holy Son of the Apocalypse, who had just said it, but was interrupted by the evil dragon again.

The corners of the Holy Son of the Apocalypse twitched, he really wanted to scold, and even wanted to hit someone, how could he be interrupted all the time, that guy was really unqualified.

At this time, everyone looked over and waited for the bad dragon, which was really like beating this guy violently, and was interrupted by him again.

"Get out of here!" Hao Yu gave the bad dragon a bad look.

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