Blood Sacrifice.

Don't look at the simple and rude, it is a jade burning style of play, but it is extremely difficult to master, ordinary people just want to exchange their lives for a life It is impossible to be brave, only if the internal force is strong and cultivates into a deep strong, there is the possibility of a try.

It's just that this kind of attempt is too dangerous, and everyone has only one chance in their life, success or failure, the person concerned has died, and all the experience can only be evaluated by the descendants who survived.

Yu Zhenyu had only heard of it, but had never seen it, and when he saw Zong Zhengcan's blood sacrifice, the panic and uneasiness in his heart were no different from ordinary people.

The Qingyun Sword was originally a dead thing, but at this moment, it seemed to be injected into the soul, and suddenly it had a life, emitting a bright red color, as if a slippery fish was swimming away from Yu Zhenyu's hands.

"Stop it!" Yu Zhenyu exclaimed, without the usual composure and composure.

Gu Shengchao also saw the seriousness of the situation from Yu Zhenyu's expression, and he jumped into the air and used the "Five Soul Array" to trap the Qingyun Sword scurrying in midair.

However, the strong aura of the Qingyun Sword made the "Five Soul Array" never form, unable to completely tighten it, and could only slow down its movement.

After a short respite, Lu Jin and Wan Yanxi summoned the sika deer and the colorful phoenix again, and together with Gu Shengchao's phoenix, they formed a team to prepare to intercept it.

Looking at Zong Zhengcan again, the skin and flesh of his whole body contracted rapidly, and he made a few short "hehe" sounds in his mouth, and he stood in place.

It's like a dried corpse that has been stored in the desert for a long time, and there is no sign of life anymore.

And the Qingyun Sword in the air swelled rapidly under everyone's eyes, and in the blink of an eye, it became extremely huge, like a blood-red dragon swimming in the sky, and then swooped down and crashed towards everyone.

The "Divine Beast" formed by the condensation of the true qi of several ancient saints and several people, at the same time resisted with the sword.

"Bang, bang......"

The Qingyun Sword was menacing, smashing the phoenix and the sika deer to pieces, and at the same time, the size of the sword was also reduced by half.

Gu Shengchao brandished his twin swords and jumped up to block him, the sword castrated and knocked him away, and the double swords in his hand were also broken in two.

The size of the Qingyun Sword in the air shrank again.

Rao is ancient saint has a strong internal strength, and his arms seem to be broken, and he lost the knife in his hand and fell heavily to the ground and couldn't get up, watching the sword slash down.

Look at the place where the sword finally fell, it was where Shui Linglong stood.

"Run!" Gu Shengchao shouted, but there seemed to be a stone blocked in his throat, and he couldn't shout it even if he tried his best.

Yu Zhenyu also noticed this, and he jumped up, and the "Golden Silk Qingluan Armor" spewed out countless filaments, wrapping the Qingyun Sword in a strong knot, and pulling it to the side with the strength of milk.

In a panic, Shui Linglong ran wildly into the distance, and she looked back uneasily.

The Qingyun Sword hovered in mid-air, and finally stopped moving, its huge body gradually becoming smaller, and the unsettling blood red gradually became dim, returning to its original ancient appearance.

The filaments wrapped around it emitted red rays of light, leading straight to Yu Zhenyu below.

The skin that could be seen outside Yu Zhenyu's robe was also all red, more vivid and deeper than the red after being drunk, as if there were blood streaks oozing out of the skin, gathering on the surface of the skin, and condensing into blood cells one after another.

…。。

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the Qingyun Sword that had returned to its original appearance fell, and it continued to tremble on the soft ground.

Yu Zhenyu knelt on his knees tiredly, his whole body fell forward, and his head was supported on the ground to prevent him from falling.

Blood, slowly flowed down.

dripping on the ground.

It was dyed a large patch red.

"Master!"

"Master Yu!"

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Many disciples of the Tianqing Gang stepped forward to help Yu Zhenyu, carried him into the recliner, and called out loudly.

Yu Zhenyu struggled to open his eyes, and his black eyes were also glowing with blood red.

His eyes glazed over, and he murmured, "Linglong, my Linglong

Where are you?"

Shui Linglong slowly approached, her lips opened slightly and snorted a few times, holding back her silence.

"My good boy, I can't protect you anymore, I'm leaving." Yu Zhenyu was covered in blood and shook his head: "I don't hate you, I hope you don't hate me either, before I die, can you call me Dad."

He listened quietly, waited for a moment, and said, "You still hate me, it's okay, I only ask you for one thing, just find a place to bury me when I die." Don't bury yourself with your mother, I owe her too much, I don't want to make her angry anymore."

After that, Yu Zhenyu tilted his head and stopped moving.

"Master!"

"Master, wake up."

Yu Zhenyu hung his head down, and no matter how much everyone shouted, he was indifferent.

Shui Linglong looked at Yu Zhenyu, who seemed to have just been fished out of the blood water, with mixed feelings, and all kinds of tastes came to her heart.

In all fairness, she did hate him, but he died to save himself, and he didn't complain, he didn't complain.

If you want to complain, you only blame yourself for not being as good as others, which dragged everyone down.

Tears.

Rolling silently from the water Linglong's cheeks.

"Daddy."

She couldn't hold on any longer, and knelt down to cry bitterly, tears raining down.

"Haha, I'm not dead yet, I just played with you. I can hear you cry Daddy, I have no regrets about dying." Just when everyone was extremely sad and angry, Yu Zhenyu suddenly laughed loudly, and several people around him were so frightened that they sat on the ground and couldn't get up in fear.

It was originally a sad thing, so that Yu Zhenyu was so nonsensical to mess around, people didn't know whether to be happy or sad in a trance.

"You, you ......" Shui Linglong got up and looked at Yu Zhenyu, who was leaning on the recliner and smiling peacefully, and was about to leave with a flick of her sleeves.

"Master, how are you old man?"

"Master, can you hear us?"

"Master, why don't you keep quiet?"

Tianqing helped his disciples gather around Yu Zhenyu and call him, but there was no movement.

"Don't scare us, boss!"

"Master, are you talking?"

With the experience just now, everyone thought that Yu Zhenyu would respond, and then scared them.

However, this time, he really tilted his head and stopped moving.

"Master, you speak!" Finally, a disciple realized that something was wrong and put his finger under his nostrils to test his nose.

"Master, his old man seems to have passed away." Some disciples couldn't believe the facts in front of them.

More disciples stepped forward to check, but they were silent one by one, and no one dared to draw conclusions easily.

Shui Linglong slowly stepped forward, tested his snort, and checked his pulse, it was indeed dead.

Inexplicably, Shui Linglong wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh, she was very confused, and she wanted to find a place to be quiet and in a daze alone.

"Miss, how do you arrange the old man?" After all, Shui Linglong is Yu Zhenyu's daughter, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that Tianqing helped the disciple come forward to ask for instructions.

"Whatever you want!" Shui Linglong waved her hand and walked towards no one alone.

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