The sunset is like ink, and the remnant sun is like blood.

The world war is over, and those who can turn the tide of the war are facing a fateful journey.

"Yanran ......" Chengshan looked at the daughter in his arms with a painful heart, tears actually appeared in his old eyes, in the face of the betrayal of the clan, he never cried, experienced thousands of tribulations, he never cried, but now, he can't hold on anymore.

"Dad, don't cry, Yanran has come to this point, it's no wonder that others ......" Cheng Yanran lay in Chengshan's words, her arms were raised with great effort, and Rou Yi gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

But the more this happened, the more uncomfortable Chengshan became, shaking his head tremblingly, thinking about how to make his daughter come back to life, but at this time he couldn't calm down at all: "It's because my father is not good, and he can't protect you two well." ”

"Daddy...... Cough...... Father...... Don't say it anymore......" Cheng Yanran was speaking with great difficulty now, and with difficulty she pulled her body out of Cheng Shan's arms, barely maintaining herself, and standing in front of Cheng Shan.

"The father is above, and the daughter worships ......" pale face, the blood stains on the corners of the mouth, it was difficult to hide the peerless face, and smiled, as if the sky that was dyed red by fresh ~ blood became brighter, Cheng Yanran slowly knelt down in front of Cheng Shan.

Cheng Shan was heartbroken and was about to pull his daughter up, he owed her too much, and he thought that after this battle, he would use all his time to make up for it in the future, but now it seems that his thoughts are tantamount to a luxury.

"You gave me a body of martial arts, let me be proud of this world, my daughter has nothing to repay, she can only sacrifice her meager life to repay the father's love like a mountain......" Cheng Yanran tried her best to show an indifferent look, but the injury became more and more serious, the blood stains on the corners of her mouth became more and more, and her expression became more and more languid and pale.

Many people watching the battle in the distance couldn't help but shake their heads when they looked at the father and daughter.

Even Ao Shuang felt a hint of heartache.

This father and daughter have done too much for the servants, because the servants have also lost too much.

At this moment, everyone could guess what the two of them thought, they might rather not be a cultivator, not a strong person who stands up to the heavens and the earth, just a mortal in the secular world is enough, the years are good, and they will depend on each other until they are old.

There is nothing more than being a father and being a son.

"Yanran!" The tears in Chengshan's eyes could no longer be suppressed, he remembered the little princess who smiled when he was a child, remembered the daughter who was like an iceberg on weekdays, and remembered the daughter who fought alone just now......

Feng Chu knelt, the tears of the king!

His fists were clenched, and his arrogant eyes were full of murderous intent, at this time, he wanted to rush to the front of Qinghong Dasheng and dismantle him, he was not the kind of person who was impulsive and impulsive, but when he saw this father and daughter, his heart ached.

That's right, it's heartache.

When Aoshuang was on Earth, he was also an orphan, but he grew up in an orphanage and was very happy with a group of children, who were also fatherless and motherless at that time, so they didn't feel anything together.

Inexplicably came to the Lingyu Continent, although the soul is still himself, but the body is no longer there, but in his own blood, it is also the blood of Ao Tianhao and Yun Mengyi, the kind of family affection that resonates with the blood, once intoxicated himself.

empathizes, Ao Shuang can figure out Cheng Yanran's state of mind.

She didn't want to, for twenty years to talk to her biological father, in fact, she was more uncomfortable than anyone else, the little princess who was once brilliant and lively in everyone's eyes, turned into an iceberg-like woman who does not eat fireworks in the world, this huge contrast is indeed a little unacceptable.

But it was the woman who made everyone feel heartache that she stepped forward when the sect suffered this catastrophe, from the original low-level Venerable, to the existence of a low-level spirit saint, and then the aura in the body evolved to the level of evil qi, and as soon as the sea of killing blood came out, she defeated the old middle-level spirit saint Qinghong Great Sage!

Sure enough, the birth of every legend often has a certain story to sing and cry about. Ao Shuang thought to myself, this story is not only singable and crying, but also tear-jerking, if Yi Lingxin and Han Ziye knew, they would definitely cry.

"Dad, I owe too much to the servant sect, and I can't pay it off in my life......" Cheng Yanran's expression was in a trance, and the bright eyes in the past also became a little cloudy, flickering, and her body trembled slightly, as if she was about to fall down at any time.

"No...... You've ...... Enough has been done...... Enough......" Cheng Shan kept shaking his head, he hated, hated that his strength was not enough, if he was an emperor-level powerhouse, with his great means, he might be able to save his daughter's life.

Looking at her father who couldn't stop shaking her head, Cheng Yanran subconsciously wanted to shake her head slowly, but at this time, she was so weak that she couldn't even do it, and it became a luxury.

The lonely and flirtatious words, from Cheng Yanran's mouth, slowly spit out: "Dad...... Take me ...... Refining into ...... Evil Corpse ......"

"No! no!" Hearing the former's words, Cheng Shan shook his head suddenly, his eyes were full of heartache, he knew his daughter's wishes, and wanted to still protect the servant sect after death: "No, I won't do that......"

Hearing Chengshan's words, Ao Shuang was slightly stunned, and then searched in the old man's memory.

In the old man's memory, he knew what a demon corpse was.

There are many ways to refine the servant corpse, one of the most ferocious is to use a living person who still has a breath to refine, the means are vicious and ruthless, and the servant corpse that can be refined in this way can retain some of the abilities before death.

For example, psionics, and psionics.

If it is Cheng Yanran, it should be able to retain some evil energy.

The evil spirit corpse is easy to devour the master, much more agile than the ordinary servant corpse, and with the relationship between Cheng Shan and Cheng Yanran, there should be no such thing as backlash, so if she can really be refined into a demon corpse, it is definitely the existence of a hegemon-level servant corpse.

"Yanran, you have done enough for the Servant Sect, since you were fifteen years old, you have begun to fight for resources with many sects and people from other sects, and no one will forget the glory. Cheng Shan really didn't want to refine his daughter into a demon corpse, so he hurriedly comforted him.

Born in a first-class sect such as the Servant Sect, there is no need to worry about everything used in cultivation, there are too many advantages over ordinary people, but there are also a lot of helplessness, from the memory of the old man, you can know that Cheng Yanran's life is indeed all the way to kill.

"Win the merit and the holy rank powerhouse of the Qinghong Sect...... Kill all the ......" Chengshan's mind was very confused, he didn't know what to do now, so he simply gave an order to the holy corpse first, asking him to deal with the strong people above the promotion level first, so that if there were only the strong people of the Venerable level left, it would be enough to rely on two or three low-level elders of the Holy Rank in his own vein.

After the gray holy corpse heard Cheng Shan's words, the gray aura in his body became even stronger, and his expression remained unchanged and attacked in the direction of several spirit saints of Qinghongmen.

The Holy Corpse is indeed an existence beyond the Heavenly Corpse.

And at the time of the strange demons and chaos, Cheng Yanran's peerless posture shocked Ao Shuang even more, the zuihou of the matter, Cheng Yanran will inevitably be refined into a demon corpse, but now it seems that this evil spirit corpse is stronger than the holy corpse.

"Ten years of killing, to me, seems like a hundred years. ”

Cheng Yanran lowered her head, even if there was still some evil qi escaping from her body, this was enough to show that the hundred-legged insect was dead but not stiff, if she didn't die this time, it would only be a matter of time before she reached the peak of the Spirit Saint in the future.

"How many years have you been fighting, and now it has become a smoke ......"

The haze, like yesterday's yellow flowers, is long gone.

"Dad, refine me into a demon corpse, this is my daughter zuihou...... Wish...... "It's not that Cheng Yanran doesn't want to die, she didn't want to live when her mother fell twenty years ago, it's just that she feels that she owes this sect too much.

"Sect Master, promise Yanran......" An elder of the Servant Sect shook his head helplessly, he could understand Chengshan's state of mind, because in the battle just now, his own son was also killed by the people of Qinghongmen.

If Cheng Yanran is refined into a demon corpse, the strength that erupts during the battle should be at the level of the peak powerhouse of the Holy Rank, and the status of the Servant Sect will definitely become much more stable at that time, and it will not be as simple as a first-grade sect, but a first-grade major sect.

There is also a clear division of strength between the first-grade sects, and only the two peak-level powerhouses in the sect can be called the first-grade great sects, so the first-grade great sects not only represent the proud heritage, but also represent the strong peak powerhouses.

"Yanran, since you really want to do this...... Then I can only come according to your wishes...... "Cheng Shan doesn't have any selfish intentions, as a father, he thinks differently from others, if Cheng Yanran is unwilling, he will not force her even if he is under a lot of pressure.

"Then ...... Let's start......" Cheng Yanran had already reached the point where the oil lamp in her eyes had dried up at this time, just to let Cheng Shan refine herself into a demon corpse, so she kept hanging for a breath, otherwise she would have returned to the Nine Heavens long ago.

"The lives of Gongying Lao'er and Qinghong Lao'er will be left to me, and the rest of the people who judge the clan and the chaotic clan will kill all ......" After leaving a sentence, a large area of gray spiritual power suddenly escaped from the center of Cheng Shan's eyebrows, wrapping himself and Cheng Yanran in it, like a gray round cocoon.

Needless to say, the Qinghong Great Sage naturally had no less than one-twelfth of his strength left by Cheng Yanran, and the success just now, Cheng Shan also caused serious injuries to him in secret, don't doubt his strength now, after his enlightenment, he is one step away from reaching the existence of a high-level Spirit Sage.

The war ended soon, the people of the chaotic clan of the judgment sect, and the people who tried to occupy the servant sect, did not end well, in the memory of the old man Zuihou, it was the scene where Cheng Shan and Cheng Yanran walked out of the gray cocoon after three days passed.

At this time, Cheng Yanran had already become a demon corpse, her expression was naturally much more agile than that of ordinary servant corpses, and her breath was thicker than that of ordinary servant corpses......