Sang Luo realized that Chu Yanshu was asking for a blood sacrifice, and immediately rushed towards the direction of the top of the Liudao Mountain, but at the moment when she was about to touch the black-clothed young man, the whole person penetrated his body.

The snowflakes pierced her body and landed on the snow, and Sang realized that it was a memory, something that had happened, and she couldn't stop it.

As the long sword pierced through the flesh, the blood in his heart fell on the snow drop by drop, and a strong spiritual power centered on Liudao Mountain, scattering towards the surroundings, golden runes appeared on Liudao Mountain, Sang Luo's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes were red, this is the formation of creation.

In his previous life, Chu Yanshu used blood as a sacrifice to sacrifice all his spiritual power and soul, intending to protect the entire fourteen states of Cangwu with the creation realm.

He was forced into the devil, fell into the demon path for thousands of years, became the demon venerable that everyone spurned, and became the culprit who disturbed the entire cultivation realm, but in the end, he did not hesitate to sacrifice everything he had in order to protect the world.

Sang Luo looked back and saw that the young man was in the center of the big array, his body was cracked inch by inch, blood was overflowing, and it was spread on the golden rune, and a red light rose, encompassing the entire fourteen states of Cangwu, but the moment the big hand above the heavenly domain fell, everything was annihilated into ashes.

Chu Yanshu is dead, and the fourteen states of Cangwu are gone.

The continent that has floated over the sea of chaos for hundreds of thousands of years has disappeared in ashes.

At the moment when the Fourteen Prefectures of Cangwu disappeared, a white light descended from the sky.

Sang Luo raised her eyes and looked at the end of the white light, and an immortal phantom stood out of thin air, looking at her condescendingly.

"Master."

Sang Luo's thin lips opened lightly, but there was no respect in his eyes, and the depths of his eyes were full of coldness.

The Immortal King of the Pond looked at Sang Luo, raised his hand and waved out an aura, bringing her to the opposite side of him,

"You don't seem to be sincere."

Sang Luo's hand under his sleeve was clenched into a fist, but the corners of his lips were dyed with a sarcastic smile,

"With the sacrifice of the creatures of the fourteen continents and the trapping of the demon god, how do you want me to respect you?"

No wonder, when he was about to disappear that day, she had to inherit his Dao lineage, no wonder the creation method was so familiar, she could understand most of those jerky runes with intuition alone.

It turned out that he left it all behind.

The fourteen states of Cangwu were cut off by him, and the Floating Life Pagoda was built by him, and all things started because of him!

Pond lowered his eyes and said in a low voice,

"I was wrong."

Back then, he really shouldn't have used the spiritual veins of the Fourteen Prefectures of Cangwu to build a floating tower and besiege the demon god in order to keep the fairy realm.

Sang Luo sneered,

"If one sentence is wrong, can it wipe everything out?"

How many Cangwu Tianjiao died because of the Floating Life Tower, and when the Nether Demon Clan was in trouble, those human shells in the fairy world intervened once?

The people of the Nether are in dire straits, but the people of the Upper Realm are thinking about how to trap these people here forever!

Immortals? It's really... It's ridiculous!

Miike was silent for a moment, and then spoke,

"When the dead moon crisscrossed the entire fairy world, the living beings were devastated, and the killing was endless, I accidentally found that the spiritual breath and the dead moon in the fourteen states of Cangwu were mutually restrained, and then I used the spirit veins of the fourteen continents to set up this array, and imprisoned it in the floating tower, the original intention was to use the spiritual breath to spend it, but I never thought that after my death, someone would fall into the lower realm of the fourteen states of Cangwu for their own selfishness."

As a result, there are the blocking arrays over the years and the remnants of the demon gods who often break out of the tower under the floating tower.

The third is more ~

Later, there will be a more ~ daily ticket ~