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"The sky is cold and frosty and white, and the ghost roars in the Yellow Spring. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info[燃^文^书库][].. []。 Ling Xiaotian suddenly looked up to the sky and sighed, sighing, full of desolation.

The Divine Eagle Saint Monarch shrank his pupils slightly, and his eyebrows lifted: "The Eight Ancient Clans, the slang of the Ghost Clan, describes the evil of the Ghost Clan, when you are dying, what are you doing with it?"

Su Yu had heard a little about the eight ancient clans, the most mysterious and terrifying of the eight ancient clans.

It is rumored that they are the descendants of ghosts.

Born with the blood of ghosts and evils, it can swallow the essence of human flesh and blood, and seize the cultivation for creation, which is terrifying.

Among the eight ancient clans, the other seven clans are also very jealous.

However, the ghost clan is scarce, with less than ten people per generation.

Otherwise, in the way they absorb other people's flesh and blood and cultivation, they would have already unified the continent.

Su Yu repeated this sentence.

The sky is cold and frosty and white, and the ghost roars in the Yellow Spring.

The sky is cold and frosty, and the ghosts are roaring.

God, the ghost is coming.

Ghost Heaven.

Lin Xiaotian, Ling Xiaotian!

Ghosts!

Ling Xiaotian, Ghost Clan!

Su Yu's heart slammed!

"Dark King, thanks to the grace of rescue back then, I am grateful to Ghost Xiaotian, I have failed to keep my original promise today, and I am going to break my oath!" Ling Xiaotian knelt on the ground, bowed deeply to the majestic divine peak.

The Condor Saint Monarch's eyes narrowed slightly: "Ghost roaring heaven? ”

A trace of surprise flickered in the depths of his eyes: "Decades ago, the king who had never stepped out of the Central Continent, at the junction of the Central and Southern Continents, brought back a young man who had rebelled and was about to perish, and named him Ling Xiaotian. You, surnamed Ghost. ”

"The sky is frosty and cold and white, and the ghost roars in the Yellow Spring. Heaven, Xiaolin, ghost!" The Divine Eagle Saint Monarch muttered, his expression gradually becoming serious, and finally his eyes erupted with a bit of shock: "Ghost, Ling Xiaotian!"

"You... You are a member of the Ghost Clan!!" The Divine Eagle Saint Monarch was shocked: "Impossible! The Eight Great Ancient Clans have been the old enemies of the Dynasty since ancient times, how can the King take you back to the Imperial Dynasty and appoint the hall master? This is absolutely impossible!"

Ling Xiaotian's identity as a ghost clan is terrifying.

"Hehehehe. Ling Xiaotian smiled and looked down at Su Yu, with a sad face: "I promised the king that I would never show the world, but I want to break my oath!"

"In the middle of January, I have crossed the demon bloodline into your body, this is the only one I can send you, and the only future I can give you!" Ling Xiaotian's fingertips condensed a trace of weak blood-red airflow and crossed into Su Yu's body: "This is the last wisp. ”

In the middle of January, Su Yu not only did not die, but his body gradually plumped, everything, is it Ling Xiaotian who passed on his ghost and evil bloodline to Su Yu?

Shock, emotion, remorse, and self-blame lingered in Su Yu's mind.

"Hall Master, you and I are not related, I can't afford your bloodline inheritance, please stop!" Su Yu's eyes were anxious, and he wanted to resist, but his body was ruined.

The last wisp of blood-red air flowed into Su Yu's body, Ling Xiaotian's tired and haggard face showed a few hints of relief: "Originally, I wanted to use another half a day to completely transform your body and become a real ghost clan, but unfortunately, time is running out, only use my blood to sacrifice for you and activate the demon bloodline." ”

According to Ling Xiaotian's plan, Su Yu's physical body was gradually transformed, and he could activate his bloodline on his own and obtain the talent of the ghost clan.

Now, the only way to do it is to use a blood sacrifice to complete it ahead of schedule.

And, the only person who could sacrifice blood at this time was Ling Xiaotian himself.

Snort-

Ling Xiaotian tore open his arm, and blood flowed down and fell on Su Yu's body.

A layer of blood-red divine light flowed on the surface of Su Yu's body, turning the dripping blood into an essence and integrating it into Su Yu's body.

A surprising scene appeared.

In Su Yu's body, the broken bones quickly fused under the moisture of the essence!

In the blink of an eye, a crack vanished.

The effect is comparable to the Flesh and Bone Resurrection Pill!

No, it is more violent, faster, and more powerful than the power of the elixir!

Goo-goo-goo -

A sound of liquid flowing suddenly came out of Su Yu's body.

It's like something that has taken advantage of the opportunity to wake up at this moment.

A cloud of blood-colored divine light visible to the naked eye penetrated the surface of Su Yu's body, turning into a powerful ghost head, and the blood flowing down it wrapped Ling Xiaotian's bleeding arm.

A large amount of blood and flesh was devoured by the powerful ghosts, turned into essence and transported into Su Yu's body, causing his body to recover at an astonishing speed.

Ling Xiaotian's arm quickly withered.

The hair is corrupted, the skin is dull and black, and the flesh is shrunk.

In the blink of an eye, the arm was reduced to a dead branch, like a withered leaf.

His flesh was devoured.

Devoured together, there is also cultivation, the cultivation of the supergiant, and it keeps falling.

On the other hand, Su Yu, the triple success of feathering, quickly climbed to the triple peak of feathering!

Finally understood Ling Xiaotian's intentions, Su Yu's eyes were rolling wet, his throat was hoarse, and he roared eagerly: "Stop!!"

Ling Xiaotian is using his own flesh and blood and cultivation to activate the power of ghosts and evils, and regain vitality for Su Yu's body!

He's going to die!

For Su Yu, for a person who has only known each other for half a year, for a person who has no kinship, and for a descendant who is about to die, with his own life, continue another life!

At this moment, Su Yu was shocked, shocked from the soul.

Ling Xiaotian was devoured by the powerful ghosts safely, and his rapidly shriveled face instantly seemed to be twenty years old, becoming a dying old man.

The wrinkled face was full of relief: "The demon bloodline is a talent and a curse, and the king cultivated me in the hope that one day I can be reused, this burden, this mission, will be handed over to you. ”

The bloodline activates, and the devouring speed is getting faster and faster.

Su Yu's tears rolled down his cheeks, and his heart surged with endless grief and indignation, why was he so stupid, sacrificing himself for him!

"Don't be sad, the king once said, when my mission comes, it is the time to disappear the world, this year, is my last year, my limit is approaching, but a few months in advance, the power of the bloodline, will continue to you. ”

"I'm sorry I couldn't save you, I can only put this heavy burden and this mortal mission on you. ”

Ling Xiaotian's voice gradually weakened, his body and flesh had been drained, his hair was gray, and he flew lightly.

That's an old man who is already dying!

Even so, he looked at Su Yu with a pair of pity and a pair of apologetic eyes, with a farewell relief on his face.

He, the vitality is close to the limit.

He's dying!

And Su Yu, the broken bones, the broken tendons, and the broken viscera are restored as before.

Cultivation, also from the triple success of feathering, breaking through to the quadruple peak of feathering!

Ling Xiaotian cultivated all his life, and passed it all on to Su Yu!

Everything that seems like a long time is actually just a moment.

When the Condor Saint Monarch reacted, it was already complete.

"I can't keep you!!" The Condor Saint Monarch's face was cloudy, and he roared loudly, slamming his palm into Ling Xiaotian's head.

The Dark King took in Ling Xiaotian, it was actually of great use, if the King was not dead, and he learned that they had killed Ling Xiaotian, then...

They must die, even if they kill people!

The palm wind struck, and the corners of Ling Xiaotian's mouth remained with a relieved smile on his lips, calmly facing the endless death.

"Don't!!!" the hall master !!" Su Yu roared angrily, tears unbridled.

Under the strong will, the body that has not fully recovered is forcibly controlled.

"Ahh

Furious, Su Yu suddenly burst out of his palm, wrapped in Ling Xiaotian's demonic power, screamed, and pounced on the Condor Holy Monarch.

Unguarded, his right arm was wrapped.

Ahh

With a terrible scream, the palm of the Condor Holy Monarch turned into black ashes on the spot!

The flesh and blood essence of the arm was devoured in an instant!

Moreover, the power of the demon spread along the palm of the opponent's hand and devoured the entire body!

In the pain, the Condor Saint Monarch made a decisive move.

Cut off his arm to isolate the power of demons.

Blood sprayed, and the pain struck the soul, making the gloomy face as hideous as a demon: "I, my hand!!!

The face of fear, with monstrous resentment: "I want you, you can't die well!!"

The momentum of the king of people is as mighty as might.

Su Yu's peak feathered into four folds, and suddenly his qi and blood were drumming, and the figure flew upside down.

Hmmm――

With a flick of Su Yu's sleeves, he swept the wind, took away Ling Xiaotian who was dying, and flew away!

"Leave me behind!!" the Condor Saint Monarch roared violently, his eyes resentful, like the most hellish demon.

Roar -

However, a ghostly face pounced on him again.

The Condor Saint Monarch had to retreat solemnly.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Su Yu put Ling Xiaotian into the Eternal Mask and flew away with a volley.

In the upside-down flight, those tearful eyes, bloodshot, with boundless hatred: "You, you, anyone who has been stained with his blood, will die!

If I don't kill you, I will fall into the Yellow Spring forever!

Forever Fall Yellow Spring!!

Forever !!

Heart-rending hatred echoes in the 100,000-mile Dark Dynasty.

Countless people were frightened, looking up, their eyelids jumping.

That killing intent, that hatred, how strong?

It is like the power of heaven, and it is a hundred thousand miles!

For a moment, the Dark Dynasty shook.

The resentful Condor Saint Monarch bore the brunt of the attack, his soul was shaken, and his heart was inexplicably suppressed.

The resentment in his eyes was even suppressed by this earth-shattering hatred!

A touch of remorse, lingering in my heart for no reason.

In a moment, stabilizing his emotions and getting rid of the power of ghosts and evils, Su Yu was gone.

The movement here has attracted the attention of all directions.

The five Holy Monarchs were the first to arrive, and their hearts were shocked as they listened to the oath that echoed for nine days.

"What happened to the Divine Condor, your hand" Qingzhu Saint Jun stared and asked, and suddenly found that the Condor was bloody in his palm, and his heart was horrified.

The rest of the saints are also creepy.

The Condor Saint Monarch had a weak heart, gritted his teeth and said, "It's Silver Feather, he robbed Ling Xiaotian!"

Everyone's eyes narrowed slightly, how strong is Silver Feather, can he save people from the hands of the Condor Holy Monarch?

What's more, Ling Xiaotian should have been in prison, how could he be robbed here?

Yi Yu's face under the water vapor was slightly cold: "You... Assassinate him in advance? You, so daring!"

She was furious in her heart, and she had been thinking of a way to save Ling Xiaotian for half a month.

The Condor Saint Monarch pretended to be calm: "I just took him to ask, it's Silver Feather, he... He's a remnant of the ghost clan!!"

Everyone's pupils shrank, the ghost clan, the most terrifying mysterious eight ancient clans?

Looking down at the palm of the Condor Holy Monarch, everyone's faces were ugly.

Eight ancient clans, the old enemies of the dynasty.

Trespassing on the imperial headquarters without permission, and lurking in the imperial branch hall, with ulterior motives.

Snort--

A light and shadow manifested, which was the projection of Bailuo Shengjun for thousands of miles.

"The Holy Monarch listens to the order, and the remnants are not tolerated! Hunt down and kill Su Yu, there must be no mistake!"