Chengxian Land is a mysterious place, and I don't know how many people have wanted to come here to see what is going on, but almost all of them have died of hatred.

Tens of thousands of mountain peaks stand side by side, surrounded into a valley, each dragon's head peak has opened the dragon's mouth, hanging down a colorful waterfall, the fairy light is soaring, gathering to the center of the fairy pool.

Originally, in the fairy pool, there were billions of divine lights, brilliant and dazzling; There is a fairy aura, and the light is shining. All kinds of immortal flowers flow, and the gods are soaring, forming a magnificent fairy scene in the world in the valley.

Now, the fairyland is no more, and the bright red halo of demons reflects this place as a demonic land.

Now the Feather God Dynasty has watered the Immortal Pond with many sacred physiques and blood, and nourished it into an Immortal Ding with various genius spirits, making the original Immortal Pond surrounded by immortal mist become bewitching and weird, and that Immortal Ding is even more shrouded in a red halo, which is very demonic.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, I'm afraid no one would have dared to believe that this blood-colored demon in front of me would be the opportunity to become an immortal, and it would be the supreme immortal weapon, to become an immortal ding.

The sacrifice of the blood soul continued, and the sacrifice of the immortal tripod soon came to the turn of the young Ye Feng, the invisible force fixed him in mid-air, and the power of the demon made the holy blood in his body continue to roll, and the evil Da Ding seemed to be a supreme demon, wanting to devour his blood, his soul, and everything he had.

The young man Ye Feng's eyes were full of gloom, he tightly held the grimace mask that seemed to be crying but not crying, and seemed to be smiling but not laughing, and used all his strength to raise his head and look at the boundless starry sky, his eyes seemed to see the other side of the starry sky through the dark void and through the stars in the sky, and saw his sister.

He seemed to see his sister without anyone to take care of her, and once again a homeless little beggar, wearing a shabby little padded jacket, wandering in a city, and she pitifully begged from a pot-bellied man, but was frightened by the roar, and retreated timidly, staring down at her little shoes with hole in her toes, and not daring to say a word.

My sister was frightened and didn't dare to beg from passers-by anymore, so she wiped her tears with her dirty little hands, walked forward with her head down, and almost bumped into others several times.

She was very scared, for fear of being scolded again, timid, her head lowered deeper, and she looked very pitiful.

"Sister..."

The blood continued to drain, the young man's mind was a little blurred, he couldn't tell the difference, what he just saw was the scene when he met his sister, or the current situation of his sister, he was constantly struggling in confusion, constantly resisting, wanting to run over, protect his sister behind him, and hold his sister in his arms.

It's a pity that all this is in vain, his strength is too weak, facing the terrifying old man next to the immortal pool, like a tiny ant, he is fixed in the air, indifferently watching his blood continue to flow, without the slightest fluctuation.

Wang Xiaoguang also looked at everything in front of him indifferently, not because he was hard-hearted, but because he had to.

Without the ultimate sadness, without the ultimate anger, how can there be the ultimate sublimation and create a ruthless emperor who is unparalleled through the ages.

In the same way, he would not sit idly by, when the soul fire in the young Ye Feng's body was about to be extinguished, Wang Xiaoguang made a move, and the faint fluctuations flashed from the young man's sea of knowledge, and at the moment before his soul completely dissipated, the young man's soul was included in the purple Luo Tian, placed in a sea of creation, and nourished with endless creation qi.

According to Wang Xiaoguang's plan, when the young man's soul is completely repaired, he will arrange for the young man to be reincarnated in the purple sky, and the place of reincarnation is above a star transformed by the thought of a yang god.

When he was in the Yang God World, he harvested many Yang God thoughts from the Land of Origin, and these thoughts have completely turned into stars, giving birth to countless beings.

Wang Xiaoguang put these thoughts of the Yang God into the Violet Heaven and turned them into the stars of the Violet Heaven, which were distributed around the purple sun and dotted the starry sky.

In this way, not only does the law of Ziluo Heaven be more perfect, but it can also deduce the law of the Great Dao with the help of the power of countless living beings and the wisdom of immeasurable beings.

The young man's soul was collected by Wang Xiaoguang, his eyes became dim, the holy blood in his body was absorbed by Cheng Xianding, and finally inevitably went to death.

The boy did not close his eyes until he died. He held his head high and looked at the starry sky above him, as if he wanted to see which star was his hometown, where his sister was.

His right hand, holding a bronze mask, seems to cry but not cry, like a smile but not a smile, which makes people forget it, impressive, like a smile, but with tears, and sentimentality in the brightness.

"Bang!"

The old man next to the immortal pond threw the young man's withered body on the ground in the distance, and smashed the grimace mask in the young man's hand into pieces and shattered it.

Without the old man's command, there was a golden-clad warrior who put away the broken bronze mask, and then stretched out a hand to lift the young man's body and disappear.

With such a pure land of immortals, how can ordinary things be defiled and filthy corpses desecrated.

After the young man died, the old man next to the immortal pond did not speak immediately, he looked not far away, those wizards from within the Divine Dynasty, Tianjiao from the Holy Land Divine Mountain, and after a slight pause, he sighed: "Next!" ”

In the face of death, few people are calm, let alone a group of young wizards, known as the pride of the sky.

Although they already knew their fate, but still no one took a step, seeing the fate of those young wizards not far away, even if they were ready to die, when it came to the end, they were still a little nervous, a little afraid, a little frightened, and a little unwilling......

Yu Linglong looked back, looked at the group of people not far away, and saw that her father, who loved her in the past, didn't even look at herself, her eyes were full of demonic and weird Cheng Xianding, the corner of her mouth showed a miserable smile, crossed the crowd, and slowly moved forward, step by step towards the legendary fairy pool, and towards the bronze Dading that represented the hope of becoming an immortal.

Next to the immortal pool, the old man from the Feather God Dynasty opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

He really wanted to say that let the other Tianjiao teenagers come first, maybe wait until later, the blood stains of Xianding are successful, and this little girl who has grown up by himself does not need to sacrifice with her own blood.

It's a pity that he never said these words, and he couldn't say them.

is different from those young wizards who don't have a backstage, these young Tianjiao in front of them are the core seeds of their own big forces, which one is not precious, if it is not a last resort, who will really give it up?

Yu Linglong's eyes showed a sad look, she gently walked to the side of the fairy pool, stretched out her arm as white as jade, and silently cut a hole, and then the blood in her body involuntarily shot towards Cheng Xianding, turning into the nourishment of the demon ding.

"This little girl seems to be able to save her!"

"A sheep is a drive, a group of sheep is also a drive, looking at the little girl is quite pleasing to the eye, then save it!"

In the dark, Wang Xiaoguang's body turned into fine dust and disappeared beside the immortal pool, when he saw Yu Linglong being the first to take the initiative to walk out of the group of young Tianjiao, cut his arm, and nourish him with blood into an immortal tripod, he thought about it, and finally decided to take action, collect the soul of the ninth princess of the Feather God Dynasty, and place it in the Sea of Creation with the young Ye Feng, planning to wait for the later stage to send the two of them into reincarnation together, so that they can be resurrected in the purple Luo Tian.

After Yu Linglong's death, her body was respectfully placed in a gorgeous white jade coffin by several female monks, and was carefully carried to the rear by eight gold-clad armor soldiers.

The old man next to the immortal pond was in a very bad mood, his eyes looked at the Tianjiao young man not far away, and said indifferently: "Next!" ”