[The fourth layer of the Xuanyuan Sword blood refining is opened, does it need to consume 100,000 human race qi luck sacrifices!] 】

Unlike the first three layers, only national luck is needed, and the Xuanyuan Sword Blood Refining at this time actually needs the help of the human race's luck.

When Di Xin clicked yes, the blood light was suddenly flourishing, and the pattern of the work of the human race echoed each other, and at the same time, it also evolved from the original blood light to Xuanguang.

The sun, moon and stars above the sword body, the mountains, rivers and plants, and the farming and animal husbandry on the hilt of the sword are unified in all seas and light up at the same time.

And in the interweaving of these four pictures, they are fused at the same time, and a new pattern appears, which is like a tragic pattern that connects heaven and earth.

At the moment when this pattern appeared, Di Xin suddenly felt the infinite killing intent emanating from the body of this Xuanyuan sword, as well as the infinite mourning meaning.

The echo of killing and mourning can resonate with all races, and perhaps this is the true meaning of this Xuanyuan sword.

[Xuanyuan Sword: Humane Holy Sword, four layers of blood refining, Emperor Xuanyuan imitated the sword of killing witches, which contains the meaning of killing and mourning, and the two sword intents echo each other, with infinite humane power. 】

It turned out that this was the true face of this humane holy sword, Di Xin stroked the sound of the happy sword on the sword body, and it seemed that the sword spirit of this Xuanyuan sword still woke up.

The whole process was only for a moment, and when Di Xin came to his senses, the murals on the tomb were still gone.

Di Xin sighed unintentionally, and rushed straight away, towards the center of the tomb.

……

"Stop!"

A sword in Di Xin's hand went straight into Wu Shilu's arm, and it was already too late at this time.

At the last moment, one of the short swords held by Wu Shilu plunged into the baby's body.

"Bold!!"

Di Xin was angry, and the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand blasted directly over, he was really angry now, and he didn't care if he would hurt Wu Shilu, so he wanted to kill him now.

At this time, a five-leaf crown appeared on the head of Wu Shilu.

The so-called too rigid and easy to break, this five-leaf crown is quite magical, directly surrounding the Wushi Luo.

The Xuanyuan Sword's Xuanguang Sword cut off countless leaves, but he still didn't see Wu Shilu.

"Ah!!h

Di Xin went crazy, and the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand floated directly in the air.

Heavenly Sword Battle!!

It is shaped like a long sword, and it is conceived in it, like a huge heavenly sword.

This sword was slashed, and the Wushi Liu, which was wrapped like a zongzi, was directly revealed.

The sword light stayed on his forehead, and the five-leaf crown was directly cut in half by this sword light, and it fell directly to the ground, turning into a pool of mortal things.

And on Wu Shilu's head, a sword mark suddenly appeared.

"Ah!!h

The white-eyed Wu Shi suddenly screamed, and spit out a large amount of faith power from his mouth, and these faith powers were like a ball of pure white light, gathering more and more.

And Wu Shilu, who lost this white mang, weakened his body and collapsed directly to the ground.

"Rou'er!"

Di Xin wanted to rush up, but found that the white mang was blocking the way, and the white mang frantically attacked Di Xin.

"Earthquake !!"

The cloud seal divine text rose up, directly shattering the white mang composed of the power of faith, and the white mang seemed to be afraid of this divine text, and retreated directly to the coffin.

And Di Xin rushed over and directly helped Wu Shilu.

"Rou'er!"

"Son!"

As if returning to the light, Wu Shi woke up slowly, stretched out his delicate hand, and stroked Di Xin's generous face.

"I'm sorry I didn't protect our children."

"Don't say it, don't say it, it's Lone who is sorry for you, Lone has deceived you, Lone is the king of Yin Shang, I'm sorry."

Di Xin, who had not shed tears for a long time, shed tears for the first time in front of his beloved.

"Don't be sad, it's rare for me to have such a fate with you."

Di Xin kissed Wu Shi Lu as if it were that night, how could he bear it.

At this time, Yin Jiao and Yin Hong also rushed over and happened to see this scene.

The sad king of people, stroking his lover, this picture is touching.

The two princes did not disturb Di Xin, but saw the wide coffin behind them.

At this time, the coffin was contaminated with a pool of blood, and this bloodstain was the blood stain of the son of the king of men, the child of the Wu clan.

The two princes naturally understood that it was they who were one step late.

"Rou'er!"

Di Xin shouted, and the Wu clan died of incense, and a ball of true spirit floated out.

The true spirit was reluctant, as if he was still in love with Di Xin.

Di Xin finally kissed Wu Shilu, and then said, "Go, go to the god list."

The true spirit seemed to nod, and then flew directly out of the tomb and went straight to the god list.

In fact, Di Xin also knew that with the level of Wu Shilu, it was difficult to deal with the calamity, but the god was the best result for her.

Di Xin lowered Wu Shilu's body, and stared at the power of faith still floating above the coffin with a full face.

At this moment, the power of faith seemed to have found the right time and went straight to the pool of blood.

The bloodstain actually had the ability to penetrate the coffin, and the power of faith drilled directly into it and disappeared.

Di Xin was furious, and the sword of the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand flew by, but it was still a step too late.

Just when he got in, the coffin shone brightly, and this light had the aura of a human emperor, and it directly shook Di Xin.

Di Xin Fei retreated, Yin Jiao, Yin Hong jumped up, and supported his father.

Di Xin also recovered from the shock just now.

Just listening to the sound of "Peng", a large amount of faith power emanated from the coffin.

Under the shock, the power of faith was directly shattered, and a generation of gods and goddesses fell.

"Who disturbs my eternal sleep?"

An ancient meaning came out of the coffin, and Di Xin looked at the coffin intently.

The lid of the coffin was pushed straight out, and a tall humanoid skeleton sat up.

The humanoid skeleton wore a crown and armor, and was long gone, but still alive.

It's just that from the skeleton's face, a ghost fire belonging to the luck of the human race appeared, proving that it had indeed woken up.

"Who are you?"

Even if this humanoid skeleton sits in the coffin, you can still feel his majestic posture and the luck of the human emperor.

"I am the king of the current generation, Emperor Xin, and you are the emperor of the people?"

As soon as Di Xin asked, the humanoid skeleton pondered and said, "Oh, the human king? Yes, only the Queen's Descendants can awaken me."

From the conversation of the humanoid skeleton, Di Xin also guessed the purpose of the belief in the gods.

The belief in the gods just wanted to sacrifice the son of the human king to Emperor Zhuan, but he was disrupted by Emperor Xin, and he had no choice but to enter the tomb, and at the critical moment, he was killed by Xuanyuan Sword with a sword.

There was no way, so he took a risk and followed the blood of the son of the king of men into the coffin, in a vain attempt to directly control the body of Emperor Zhuan.

It's just that he didn't expect that Emperor Zhuan was not actually dead, even if there was only one skeleton left, he was still alive in the world and was sealed.

And if you want to open the seal, the only way is the blood of the human emperor.

Or the blood of the human emperor who has the ninety-nine life grid, and the son of the human king who has become a bloodstain is the son of a human king who has the ninety-nine life grid.

Di Xin inadvertently opened the seal of Emperor Zhuan, and at this time, the father and son all looked at each other.