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"Qingsong Daoren!" I woke up suddenly, and my heart burst out, the power of the Qingsong Dao people had always been restrained before, and now it was such a terrifying power. What does it represent? I know it very well in my heart.

"No!" I yelled at the sky.

"Hum," the continuous blue light burst out, turning into clouds and drifting away in the sea of blood, calming the boiling sea of blood, and the bright light was full of vitality.

Wherever the light reached, the power of the Blood Sea Spirit was instantly shattered.

"Bang,"

At this time, the green pines that covered the sky slowly dissipated from the top, and the fishy and evil smell dissipated, and at this moment, I felt endless desolation and sadness.

The sea of blood was filled with an atmosphere of melancholy and regret, and countless auspicious clouds appeared strangely in the sea.

"Boom." The space distorted, and then a broken phantus fell out, and countless hollows appeared on his body, holding the giant axe tightly in his right hand, but the axe surface of the giant axe had been broken.

"Old thing!" The huge humanoid phantom had an ugly face, and the aura on his body plummeted, obviously seriously injured.

The humanoid phantom is the spirit of the sea of blood, the phantom squirmed for a while, and then condensed into a clear facial features, his appearance is very strange, with facial features, but I can't remember his appearance. His appearance is not as easily recognizable as that of a human.

"Whew," the vast and ancient green pines quickly dissipated, and the dense branches and leaves quietly turned into patches of blue light, flying in the sea of blood.

In the world of the sea of blood, raindrops actually fell out of thin air, and the raindrops were sprinkled in the sea of blood, and the scene was bleak and full of pathos.

At this moment, my mind was inexplicably lowered, as if something important had been lost in my heart.

"The strength has already dropped to the half-step Ghost Emperor. I still dare to forcibly prop up the Great Dao World to obstruct me, and I am doomed to a dead end. "The Blood Sea Spirit's body is surging with breath, and it is rapidly recovering from its injuries.

I didn't have a life, but my body trembled inexplicably, and a great sadness arose in my heart.

"Snort,"

The green pine quickly turned into a point of light. In the blink of an eye, only tens of meters high remained, and the trunk was full of cracks. It will dissipate at any time.

The cyan avenue world collapsed and disappeared into a sea of blood, as if it had never appeared.

"The world has changed, the people of my time are gone, and now it's time for me to go." A long sigh reverberated through the world of the Sea of Blood.

"No, no, no!" My heart trembled, my lips trembled, and my speech stammered.

"The world has changed greatly, the people and things I am familiar with have changed, things are not people are a kind of depression, and things are not people but a kind of indifference, for 2500 years, I can barely support the remnants, just to seal the spirit of the sea of blood, after all, I want to take a curtain call."

"It's been 2,500 years, and the inheritance of the ancestors of green pines is still spread to the heavens and the earth, so that the green pines and vegetation in the world will be blessed."

The old voice struck my heart word by word, and my eyes moistened.

"Click, click..." ，

The cracks in the trunk of the tree that remained widened, and then an old face full of wrinkles stared at the trunk.

"I condensed my Dao heart and hit him hard, his strength has dropped to the level of a first-class ghost emperor, your pressure will drop sharply, no matter what, you must achieve the final victory."

The old face whispered softly, explaining something to me.

"No, I'm going to fight alongside you." My vision is blurred, obviously I have just met Qingsong Daoren, why am I so reluctant?

"My life has come to an end, and the time is going to be left to you, you have to help me fulfill my last wish and save millions of lives. If the seal on my body is not broken, it will continue to eat away at my life, and I will die sooner or later. ”

Qingsong Daoist spoke quietly, and the Spirit of the Blood Sea did not take the opportunity to launch an offensive, he just looked at Qingsong Daoren lightly, without words.

The Ghost Emperor has the dignity of the Ghost Emperor, and even if he falls, he cannot be trampled on by others. The Spirit of the Blood Sea and the Qingsong Dao people have been fighting for thousands of years, and they are obviously enemies, but when they saw the fall of the Qingsong Dao people, the Blood Sea Spirit strangely had a strange emotion.

Maybe it's remembrance, maybe it's loneliness, without Qingsong Daoren, no one can restrain him, this is an invincible loneliness for him.

"Whoa," the dripping raindrops were falling in the sea of blood, and the clear sound was endless.

I reached out and gently placed my hand on the trunk full of cracks, which was clearly there, but there was no touch, as if I was touching a cloud of air.

I knew he was going to disappear, soon.

"Come here." His kind face was smiling at me, and his smile remained undiminished despite the rain and the retreat of his breath.

People live because of care, and without care, there is no difference between people living and the walking dead. And the concern of the Qingsong Dao people is to kill the spirit of the blood sea, such as the great changes today, the old knowledge of the past has all disappeared, and the times have changed, and the Qingsong Dao people have no concern.

My eyes fluctuated violently, and the Qingsong Dao people reminded me of Uncle Xu, they are all such kind elders, is it my fate? Everyone who has something to do with me will be implicated.

"Hum," a cloud of blue light floated out of the trunk of the tree, converging on my brow, slowly merging in.

I didn't resist, and let the will of the Qingsong Dao people enter my sea of divine consciousness.

"This is a mass of thoughts under my seal, and if you defeat the Spirit of the Sea of Blood and kill it, open the seal, and inside it is what I promised you. If you fail, there's no need to open the seal. ”

"I see." I nodded solemnly.

"Also, help me take care of that little turtle, he has been by my side since he was born, in his eyes, I am his elder or father, for more than 100 years, I hope he will be more mature in the future."

"I promise you."

"Don't be sad about my departure, I'll fall sooner or later, I'm content to be able to relieve the pressure on you." As he spoke, the cracks in the trunk of the tree suddenly spread and joined together in the blink of an eye.

"No, there must be a way," I raised my eyebrows, "but all living beings, after death, the body disappears, but the soul will remain, even if the soul is damaged, even some remnant souls are enough to form ghosts." ”

I spoke in a somewhat hurried tone:

"After your body dies, the soul immediately enters the ghost world, I have power in the ghost world, I will let people quickly find your coordinates in the ghost world, and then pick you up, there is no one in the human world that you know, there must be a ghost world, you can...

"No need," Qingsong Daoren interrupted me with a smile, "My life grid has been shattered, my qi has been exhausted, and I am powerless to return to the sky, the fall of the Ghost Emperor cannot be reversed, so there is no need to put so much effort into me." ”

"No, there must be a way, I will be able to save you." I condensed the majestic soul power and wanted to transmit it to the Qingsong Daoist in the palm of my hand to stop his fall.

"Bang," a powerful recoil came from the trunk of the tree, shaking my palm open.

"Keep the strength." The face on the trunk shook its head at me.

"Whoa," the next moment, the trunk of the tree several meters high suddenly shattered, and the face of the Qingsong Daoist also fell apart, cracking like a mirror, and then shattered.

"I'm tired." The ethereal voice faded away.

I hurriedly reached out and grabbed it, but I only grabbed a piece of nothingness, grabbed a dim blue light, and the sea of blood floated, sweeping away the remaining blue light in my hand.

The only remaining blue light drifted away and gradually dissipated in front of my eyes...

"Aang!".!

At this moment, a desolate dragon roar came from the depths of the endless void, and the sound of piercing the golden cracking stone penetrated into the sea of blood, rippling in the entire world of the sea of blood, setting off a melancholy artistic conception.

This dragon groan should be caused by the dragon vein, thousands of years of companionship, the dragon vein and the Qingsong Dao people jointly suppressed the spirit of the blood sea, even if the dragon vein does not have its own consciousness, but it is also spiritual.

Thousands of years of old friends have fallen, how can he not be sad.

I can't feel the loneliness of the Qingsong Daoist, for thousands of years, he is not in a deep sleep, his will has always been awake, he has been guarding against the sea of blood, I can't imagine this loneliness.

"Perhaps, when the old turtle was with the people of Qingsong Dao, it was the happiest and most interesting period of time for the people of Qingsong Dao for thousands of years."

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And at the moment when the Qingsong Dao people fell, in a dark house in the human world, a little turtle suddenly cried.

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