Well?

The devil was stunned.

What does this mean?

To die or to live?

Shi Qunqun couldn't withstand the attack of the violent bloody face, and when he turned around, he saw the scene of Mi Qing's imminent death, and it shouted angrily, "Silly fork! Stunned to do something! Save her life! It doesn't matter what she will sacrifice! ”

In short, Mi Qing can't die now!

The devil was angry and a little panicked.

It looked down at Mi Qing's indifferent eyes, and sensed the dilemma. It's afraid, Mi Qing is dead, and it has to sleep.

It's even more afraid, Mi Qing will kill it if he lives.

Half of Shi Group's body was crushed by the bloody face, but it still had to drag its grimace and rage again, "Do it!" ”

The loud shouts of the stone group were dull and heavy.

The devil panicked, and finally shouted loudly: "Sacrifice!" ”

With a bang, Mi Qing's closed eyes suddenly opened again. That look, the devil subconsciously avoided.

The body floats in the air, and the blood beads are suspended.

The large and small blood vessels in her body bulged, and the blood inside was restless.

Mi Qing's expression was unbearable, and his eyes were sharp.

The blood in the body is agitated, as if it is about to burst the blood vessels. The flesh and blood are cold and cold, as if falling into the two heavens of ice and fire.

The pain and itchiness of the ten thousand ants' heart-devouring suddenly intensified, making her face hideous.

The fists were clenched, and the wound the size of the abdomen was growing new flesh and blood at a rate visible to the naked eye, gluing together. It's just that the flesh and blood are actually made up of several origin powers shared in her body. In the process of growing out, Ambilight shines.

But, it hurts.

It hurt until her face was deformed, her nails were broken, blood beaded into rivers, and cold sweat flowed.

But the body is more than just this wound. The red marks that start from the center of the eyebrows are also healing. The black font crawled all over the red marks and disappeared under the clothes, and the scene looked extremely grotesque.

At the butterfly bone behind him, a newly grown grass vine seed suddenly broke through the flesh and flesh and grew overwhelmingly again.

At this time, the newly-born grass and vine species, the four origin powers completely dissolved with each other. The roots and vines are not pure one color, but a mixture of four colors, and there is no difference.

At the same time, when all the flesh and blood in the abdomen were glued, the deceased tree grew out of Mi Qing's shadow.

At a rough glance, it looks like a lush tree has grown from Mi Qing's heart.

The dry hair grew back and was almost two meters long. Black alternates with gray and white, and eventually both are replaced by gray and white. Strange two-petaled peanuts come out of the ends of the hair, sparkling.

The red marks disappear and the black letters are hidden. There is an extra black symbol in the center of her eyebrows, which is not big but gives people the feeling of boundless weight.

The devil only glanced at it, and felt that the ghost source was unstable, and frequently retreated.

And Mi Qing's changes continue.

The color of his eyes full of murderous intent was extremely light, almost grayish.

The agitation of the blood vessels subsided, and the crimson gold took root in the veins, so that the blood vessels on her face and neck could faintly see the flowing red gold. The golden blood flowed under her clothes, but it didn't disappear completely. One moment it pops up again, the next it disappears again.

It's weird.

The uncontrollable body is gradually being mastered. Lying flat and levitating turned into standing, and the length of her hair was indeed longer than herself.

Hair flutters in the wind, and two-petaled flowers dance.

At this moment, she is mysterious and absurd.

"Mom......"

The devil muttered.

The rice green in front of him made it surrender.

It has nothing to do with bloodline and coercion, only strange nature.

It's weird.

The existence after Mi Qing's sacrifice seems to be separated from people, but it can't be said to be a pure ghost. Because of the sound of her heart beating, it was obvious.

This means that she still has some of the human characteristics.

So, what is she now?

Person? Spirit? Ghost? Or ...... Beyond cognition.

And Mi Qing spit out a breath of turbidity.

I saw that the stone group that was struggling to support it couldn't hold on. It glanced back at Mi Qing before disappearing. But that look was not the joy of Mi Qing's dying resurrection, but a trace of fear under the shock.

"Destroy my Tree of Death! You're damned! ”

The stone group disappeared, and the bloody face had aged from a young and beautiful teenager to an old man with folded skin.

In a fit of rage, the ghost is even more powerful than before.

The ghost hand slashed down, and the void tore apart.

The terrifying power forced the devil to drill back into Mi Qing's file, but the next moment, as soon as it rushed in front of Mi Qing, it was knocked away by her palm, and it couldn't enter and leave her file at will like before!

At this moment, the devil shuddered.

But Mi Qing didn't give it a superfluous look, she looked at the bloody face calmly. The newly grown grass vines behind him are still in a static state one moment, and the next moment they burst out.

It collided with the bloody ghost's hand, directly and easily pierced the ghost's hand, aiming at the stunned bloody face.

"Poof—"

The blood-faced body was pierced by thousands of grass and vines, and the true source of curse and resentment poured out for thousands of miles.

Mi Qing raised his hand, and the source of the overflowing curse gathered.

The black symbol on her brow flickered, and the source of the curse gathered in her palm, compressing repeatedly. Behind her, the Tree of the Dead transformed from a shadow to a real thing.

The two-petaled flower falls, merging with the source of the curse.

In a moment, the source of the curse in Mi Qing's palm was completely contained in the two-petaled flower.

The outstretched hand snapped shut, and two petals burrowed into her.

The black symbol in the center of her eyebrows was like blood, and the red gold blood flowed wildly in the veins, and the power on her body was even greater than before. It's just that a fierce aura is born because of this.

But soon, the hair swayed, and the fragrance of the two-petaled flower overflowed.

The ferocious aura of her body flowed into the two petals of flowers in her hair, and no trace was revealed.

At the same time, the tree of the dead is hidden again.

Mi Qing, the breath is peaceful again.

This process takes less than half a minute.

The bloody face that has not yet completely died is unbelievable, "for...... Why? ”

The Tree of the Dead, which has been with it for hundreds of years, has never shown mercy to it, so why would it be so favored by a human being.

It is desperate and jealous.

Mi Qing ignored its last question, she stared at her hand with an inexplicable expression.

With just one sacrifice, she suddenly became so powerful.

Before, under the attack of the bloody ghost's hand, he was almost dying. Now it's a more powerful ghost hand, but it was killed by the newborn grass and vine seeds with a blow.

This kind of strength in holding the power of life and death did not make her indulge, but was on guard.

After all, this power comes from weird, powerful and grotesque.

She never believed that pie in the sky would fall out of the sky.

If there is, it will only be a price that she is not enough to pay at the moment.

With a blank look, she looked at the devil.

The devil had long been frightened by Mi Qing's strength after the sacrifice, and when he saw her, he really wanted her to be frightened by that look.

"Come here."

Mi Qing only said two words, and the trembling devil ball of light hurriedly flew over.

"Mom......"

Its tone was as apprehensive as its swaying body of the ball of light.

Mi Qing: "Let's talk about sacrifices." ”

The devil was so frightened that he swallowed a breath of yin qi and stammered, "Sacrifice...... Sacrifice me...... All I know is that it has to do with cause and effect. This trait only existed when I gave birth to the source of ghosts, and the Lord of Curses at the time warned me that this trait should not be used indiscriminately. Once used, it must be related to the most mysterious cause and effect in the world. ”