Mo Han cut through his palm, and part of the golden blood floated in the air, slowly soaking into the spell surrounding Mo Yue's body, the spell gradually dispersed, and Mo Yue's body appeared, slowly falling to the ground.

Click! Click!

The altar received the dripping blood and began to rotate, and it was like a cogwheel embedded around it, and it was rusty and rotten after not being used for a long time, and when it was opened again, it made a loud noise.

Both looked at the same body, one sleeping in a tranquil position, the other with open eyes, extremely desperate.

Younier just said to herself weakly: "What do I have to fight with God, and what qualifications do I have to fight with God?" But she clearly said that I am the person in the master's heart, and she also lied to me, the master obviously does not have me in his heart, otherwise how could he be willing to treat me like this. ”

There was a person left beside her, and Younier turned her head slowly, wanting to see who else had the same fate as her, and was sent to this altar.

With her eyes focused, You Nier saw the person lying next to her, that face was the face in the illusion of Tianchi, and the tranquil and comfortable sleeping face was her.

You Nier wanted to sit up and take a closer look, but except for her head, her body could no longer move, so she could only tilt her head like this and push it up, trying to really see the woman's face.

However, there was a sudden pain in his face, as if someone had torn open Fang Cai's wound again, and sprinkled it with a handful of salt.

"Ahh Yunier screamed in pain.

A burst of intense pain came, more painful than Yi tendon washing the marrow, the remodeling of muscles and bones is with hope, and this pain, with despair, is like someone slowly crushing the cheek bone from the wound, and then slowly taking out the broken bone, inch by inch, depriving all good illusions.

Seeing the frowns tightened below, his fists clenched unconsciously, this kind of torture is indeed not flesh and skin, but spiritual subconscious divergence, even if they are immortals, there is no way.

Younier's cry of pain grew louder and louder, but it was wrapped in the enchantment set up by the Underworld, and it couldn't be spread.

Mo Han's face is still calm, and only occasionally when he looks at the sleeping Moyue, will there be a little more tenderness in his eyes.

The separated soul on Younier's face floated in the air, and was guided by a force to enter Mo Yue's body.

The screams of pain gradually became smaller, Yu Nier had no strength, her eyes were hollow, the screams from her mouth were almost unconscious, the clothes on her body were soaked with sweat, her fingers were rubbing against the ground hard, her nails were broken, and her flesh and blood were blurred.

Most of the living souls have been separated.

A faint blue flame slowly floated out of Yuniel's wound with the remainder of it.

"Flowing fire, save my mother." You Nier suddenly spasmed in pain, and when she saw the flowing fire, she seemed to grasp the life-saving straw, and shouted hurriedly: "Flowing fire, quickly, save my mother, my mother hurts so much." ”

The fire fluttered tremblingly towards the woman next to her.

The most critical time.

The golden aura in Mo Han's hand began to rise intermittently.

The rotation of the altar began to rotate in the opposite direction.

Mo Han quickly slashed the palm on the other side again, and sacrificed the altar with blood, urging it to get on the right track again.

The golden blood gushed out like a stream, part of it flowed into the altar, and part of it turned into the purest aura, wrapped in the flowing fire and the remaining living souls, and slowly injected into Mo Yue's body.

The blood of God is the last lifeblood of God, mixed with the purest aura of the God body.