The border is full of black sand, and on the other side of the reef next door is the turbulent water.

Chu Yanshu relied on his understanding of his former self, and used puppet villains and phantom arrays to contain him, but gradually, he couldn't support it.

In this combat force, he really gave it his all.

The swordsmanship, the formation technique, and even the heavenly arithmetic technique, calculating when and where each move and style should fall.

He's about to... It's to the limit.

But at this time, behind the Demon Venerable, he saw the phantom of ambiguity.

Almost at that moment, Chu Yanshu thought of a way to solve the current crisis.

But until this moment, he hadn't figured out what Yu Heng wanted him to realize when he sent him here, to this dream?

Chu Yanshu's palm holding the Shura Sword broke out in a slight sweat, and he glanced back at Sang Luo.

But at this glance, he met Sang Luo's gaze at him.

The four eyes were facing each other, and it was only a brief moment, Sang Luo turned his head, looked at Ji Qingfeng behind him, and said in a low voice,

"Ji Qingfeng, this world will be handed over to you!"

Ji Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, and then realized what Sang Luo was going to do,

"Don't!"

It's a dream, but it's also a real world.

Once she is sacrificed by blood, it is unknown whether she will be able to return to herself or be wiped out.

If she could, Sang Luo didn't want to do it, she had always spared her life, and she wanted to go back to reunite with her parents and taste the little cake made by her father.

But at this moment, I can only gamble!

If you bet right, you can save the people of this world, and you can go back.

If you make a mistake, blame her for her bad luck!

Sang Luo's wrist flipped and sent the Fengli Sword into his heart without hesitation.

Then, the heart and mouth ached, and then numbness.

Damn, suicide hurts!

And she, in fact, is quite afraid of pain.

Sangluo's sweat soaked her clothes, she slowed down a little, pinched her left hand, gritted her teeth and spoke,

"With my heart's work, please God come, sacrifice with souls, destroy the demon array, enlightenment!"

The moment the Demon Destroying Array was activated, Sang Luo only felt as if thousands of silver needles pierced her heart, and she was breathless in pain, and then a powerful force confidently came out, tearing her whole person apart, crushing her soul, and injecting it into the sealing array of the Floating Tower.

It hurts, it hurts!

No matter how strong Sang Luo is, she is just a teenage girl after all.

But then, a gentle injection of spiritual power wrapped her whole body and gathered all her souls.

But Sang Luo was already in pain and unconscious.

When she woke up again, it was in a chaotic space.

Sang Luo saw his ancestor, and then let out a sigh of relief, and collapsed on the ground and refused to get up.

"Fortunately, the bet was right, this almost lost my soul."

Before she came here, she was just an ordinary little girl who was protected, and there was a high top when the sky fell.

This rashly sacrificed his life for the whole world, to be honest, Sang Luo felt a little lost.

After all, she had just turned eighteen.

Let's let her live a few hundred more years.

Yuheng Daozun looked at the little apprentice Sun who was lying on the ground and refused to get up, holding his forehead slightly, a little helpless, this little guy, who was so smart in the past, how could he be so sharp in this dream?

Sang fell to the ground and lay on the ground for a long time, finally opened his eyes, sat up with his body propped up, and looked up at Yuheng Daozun, his eyes were full of desire to learn,

"Master, what did you make me realize?"

The third is more ~

Sang Luo's puzzled face: Master, what did you make me realize?

Yuheng Daozun: Isn't this girl usually quite smart? Why are you getting into the horns now?

(End of chapter)