The Divine Nine-Dragon Cauldron

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81_81261 "The sky is cold and frosty, the bones are white, and the ghosts are approaching the underworld..." Ling Xiaotian suddenly looked up to the sky and sighed, and the sigh was full of desolation.

The eagle sage narrowed his pupils slightly and raised his eyebrows: "The eight ancient clans, a slang term for the ghost clan, describe the evil of the ghost clan. When you are dying, what do you read it for?"

Ghost race? Su Yu had heard a little bit about the most mysterious and terrifying clan among the eight ancient clans.

Rumor has it that they are 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 base, which is creepy.

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

However, the population of the ghost clan is very small, with less than ten people in each generation.

Otherwise, they would have already unified the continent by absorbing the flesh and blood and cultivation of others.

Su Yu repeated this sentence repeatedly.

The sky is cold and frosty, the bones are white, and the ghosts are screaming at Huangquan.

The sky is frosty, and ghosts howl.

God, ghost howls are coming.

Pro Xiao Guitian.

Lin Xiaotian, Ling Xiaotian!

ghost! ghost clan! !

Ling Xiaotian, ghost clan!

Su Yu's heart thumped!

"King of Darkness, I, Gui Xiaotian, am deeply grateful for the kindness of saving me back then. Today I failed to keep my original promise, and I will break my oath!" Ling Xiaotian knelt down and bowed deeply to the majestic mountain.

Divine Eagle Sage Monarch narrowed his eyes slightly: "Ghost howling? Ghost."

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

"The sky is frosty and the bones are white, and the ghosts are screaming at the Yellow Springs... Heaven, Xiaolin, ghosts!" the eagle sage chanted, his expression gradually serious, and finally a bit of shock came out of his eyes: "Ghost, Ling Xiaotian!"

"you.

. You are a member of the ghost clan! ! "Sage King Condor Eagle lost his voice in astonishment: "Impossible! The eight ancient clans have been enemies of the dynasty since ancient times, how could the king bring you back to the dynasty and appoint the palace master? This is absolutely impossible! "

Ling Xiaotian's identity as a ghost clan is extremely frightening.

"Hehehe..." Ling Xiaotian smiled broadly, looked down at Su Yu with a sorrowful expression on his face, "I promised the king that I would never show it to the world, but I will break my oath!"

"In the middle of January, I have transferred the blood of ghosts and evils into your body. This is the only thing I can give you, and the only future I can give you!" Ling Xiaotian condensed a thin stream of blood-red air from his fingertips, and transferred it into Su Yu's body: " This is the last strand."

In the middle of January, not only did Su Yu not die, but his flesh body gradually became fuller. Is everything because Ling Xiaotian passed on his ghost blood to Su Yu?

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

"Hallmaster, you and I are not related, I can't bear your blood inheritance, please stop!" Su Yu's eyes were anxious, and he wanted to resist, but his body was crippled.

The last ray of blood-red air flowed into Su Yu's body, and Ling Xiaotian's exhausted and haggard face showed some relief: "Originally, I wanted to use half a day to completely transform your body into a real ghost clan, but unfortunately, time does not wait for me, I can only use my power Blood, sacrifice for you, activate ghost blood."

According to Ling Xiaotian's plan, Su Yu's physical body was gradually transformed, so that he could activate his bloodline by himself and obtain the ghost talent.

Now, there is only one blood sacrifice to complete ahead of schedule.

However, the only person who can sacrifice blood at this time is Ling Xiaotian himself.

laugh--

Ling Xiaotian tore open his arm, and blood flowed down onto 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 a stream of essence, which merged into Su Yu's body.

A scene of surprise appeared.

The broken bones in Su Yu's body were quickly fused under the nourishment of the essence!

In the blink of an eye, a crack disappeared without a trace.

The effect is comparable to the flesh and bone resurrection pill!

No, it is stronger, faster, and stronger than the power of pills!

cuckoo -

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

As if taking advantage of the opportunity, it wakes up at this moment.

Groups of blood-colored divine lights visible to the naked eye penetrated Su Yu's body surface, turning into a ghost's head, following the flowing blood, wrapping around Ling Xiaotian's bleeding arm.

A large piece of blood and flesh was swallowed by the ghost, turned into essence and sent to Su Yu's body, causing his body to recover at an astonishing speed.

Ling Xiaotian's arm quickly withered.

The hairs are rotten, the skin is dull and black, and the flesh and blood are atrophied.

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

His flesh and blood were devoured.

What was devoured at the same time was also the cultivation base, the cultivation base of the towering giant kept falling.

On the other hand, Su Yu, who achieved the third level of feathering, quickly climbed to the peak of the third level of feathering!

Finally understanding Ling Xiaotian's intentions, Su Yu's eyes rolled wet, his throat was hoarse, and he shouted eagerly: "Stop!!!"

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

He will die!

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

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

Ling Xiaotian safely endured the engulfing of the ghost, his face quickly withered, and instantly seemed to be twenty years old, and he became a very old person.

The wrinkled face is full of relief: "The blood of ghosts and evils is a gift and a curse. The king trained me in the hope that one day I can be reused. This burden, this mission, is entrusted to you..."

The blood vessels are activated, and the speed of phagocytosis is getting faster and faster.

Tears rolled down Su Yu's cheeks, and endless grief and anger surged in his heart, why are you so stupid, sacrificing yourself for him!

"Don't be sad, the king once said that when my mission comes, it is when I disappear from the world. This year is my last year. My time is approaching, but it is just a few months in advance to continue the power of the bloodline to you."

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

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

Then, he is already an old man who is dying!

Even so, he still stared at Su Yu with a pair of pity and a pair of apologetic eyes, with a look of farewell satisfaction on his face.

His vitality is close to the limit.

He is dying!

As for Su Yu, his shattered bones, broken tendons, and shattered internal organs all returned to normal.

Cultivation has also broken through from the third level of feathering to the pinnacle of the fourth level of feathering!

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

Everything that seems to be long is actually just an instant.

When the Condor Sage realized it, it had already been completed.

"I can't keep you guys!!" The Holy Eagle's face was uncertain, he roared sharply, and slammed his palm at Ling Xiaotian's head.

It is of great use for the dark king to take Ling Xiaotian in. If the king is not dead and he knows that they killed Ling Xiaotian, then. .

They must die, even if they kill them to silence them!

As the palm wind hit, Ling Xiaotian's dying smile remained on the corner of his mouth, calmly facing the endless death.

"No!! Palace Master!!!" Su Yu roared, tears wantonly.

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

"Ah!! I killed you!!"

Furious, Su Yu suddenly extended his palm, enveloping Ling Xiaotian's power of ghosts and evils, and with a scream, rushed towards the Holy Eagle.

Unsuspectingly, his right arm was wrapped.

ah--

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

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

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

In pain, Shengjun Condor made a decisive move.

Cut off the arm to isolate the power of ghosts and evil spirits.

The blood sprayed, and the severe pain hit the soul, making that gloomy face look hideous like a ghost: "I, my hand! My hand!!!"

Fearful face, with monstrous resentment: "I want you, you will die!!"

The momentum of the king is as mighty as mighty.

At the peak of Su Yu's quadruple feathering, his energy and blood suddenly surged, and his figure flew upside down.

Swish——

With a flick of Su Yu's big sleeve, a strong wind swirled, and took away Ling Xiaotian who was dying, and flew away backwards!

"Leave it to me!!" The Eagle Sage roared to startle the sky, his eyes were full of hatred, like the most hellish evil spirit.

Roar--

However, a ghostly face appeared again.

The Holy Eagle Sage had no choice but to retreat solemnly.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Su Yu put Ling Xiaotian into the eternal mask and volleyed away.

Flying upside down, those tearful eyes were bloodshot and filled with boundless hatred: "You, you, anyone who has been stained with his blood will die! I, Silver Feather, swear by my soul, my life, and everything I have." , don’t kill you, you will fall into hell forever!!”

If you don't kill you, you will fall into hell forever!

Fall into hell forever! !

Fall forever! ! !

The heart-piercing hatred echoed in the dark dynasty of a hundred thousand miles.

Countless people were startled, looking up, their eyelids twitching.

How strong is that killing intent, that hatred?

It is as mighty as the sky, mighty for hundreds of thousands of miles!

For a moment, the Dark Dynasty shook.

The resentful Emperor Eagle was the first to bear the brunt, his soul was shaken, and his heart was inexplicably suppressed.

The resentment in his eyes was even suppressed by this shocking hatred!

A touch of regret lingered in my heart for no reason.

For a moment, after stabilizing his emotions and getting rid of the power of ghosts and evils, Su Yu disappeared without a trace.

The movement here has attracted the attention of all directions.

The five sages arrived first, and they were shocked to hear the oath echoed for nine days.

"What happened... Condor, your hand..." Qingzhu Shengjun stared and asked, and suddenly found Condor's bloody palm, and he was horrified.

The rest of the sages were also terrified.

The Divine Eagle Sage Monarch felt guilty, gritted his teeth and said, "It's Yin Yu, he stole Ling Xiaotian!"

Everyone narrowed their eyes slightly, how strong is Yin Yu? Can people be rescued from the hands of the eagle sage?

What's more, Ling Xiaotian was supposed to be in prison, how could he appear here and be taken away?

Yi Yu's face under the dense water vapor turned slightly cold: "You... assassinate him in advance? You, you are so brave!"

She was frightened and angry, she had been thinking of a way to save Ling Xiaotian for half a month, unexpectedly. .

The Holy Eagle King pretended to be calm: "I just took him to question, it's Yin Yu, he... he's the 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 eagle sage, everyone's faces were ugly.

The eight ancient clans, old enemies of the dynasty.

Trespassing into the headquarters of the dynasty without permission, and lurking in the branch palace of the dynasty, has ulterior motives.

scoff——

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

"The holy king obeys the order, and the remaining evils will not be tolerated! There must be no mistakes in chasing and killing Su Yu!".