Chapter 572: Soul sacrifice

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"What kind of hatred do you have with the shrine? Just say it, don't whisper there." Zi Shi interjected impatiently, according to his thoughts, he should grab the Brahma and beat him up. I will be honest.
"When my blood demon flower swallows you up, I will naturally tell you." Fan Yin sneered. The blood demon flower behind him sprayed countless blood mists and threw them at the sky.
Zi's ​​hands turned into dragon claws, tearing all the blood demon flowers that were thrown into pieces.
Yun Jiuge made a golden defensive cover with his divine power to keep out the blood mist.
"He used the magic power of the demon outside to cultivate these blood demon flowers. My demon power is useless to it." Zi Shi retreated to Yun Jiuge.
These blood demon flowers have a strong corrosive power, which is more powerful than the black water of Aoge, and they can only use the body of flesh to kill them.
"No, these blood demon flowers not only used magic power, but also used divine power to cultivate. Where did the magic power from the Brahma sound come from?" Brother Yun Jiu felt a little weird.
Could it be that she had stolen her divinity before in the secret realm, but her divine power was not damaged!
"Dragon, can you seal these blood demon flowers with the power of space?" Zi Shi asked his son.
"There are too many flowers, and the seal can't hold it." The little dragon raised his hand to the front, and there was a new supplement immediately after the blood demon flower disappeared.
"This blood demon flower must have the power of the source. Only by finding out the source can the blood demon flower be completely eliminated." Zi Shi cracked the blood demon flower with a paw.
"With Sanskrit's character, the blood demon flower's original power must be on him." Yun Jiuge opened his spirit eyes and searched carefully, but there were too many blood soul flowers, and the channel was red.
At this time, the tunnel began to burst, and the Xiaolong people suddenly slammed their fists and yelled.
A golden-red passageway enveloped the defensive cover of the divine power and floated up.
"No, the channel is about to collapse. We must leave as soon as possible, otherwise we will fall into the void." Zi Shi said in a hurry.
There are turbulent storms everywhere in the void, and the current skills of the Xiaolong people simply cannot protect everyone from passing.
"After I sucked these blood demon flowers, you seize the opportunity to find the Sanskrit." Xiu said suddenly.
"Can you do it?" Although Yun Jiuge asked to repair it as a killer, there are too many blood soul flowers.
"Try to know." After repairing the wheelchair, Guru turned back into a round black ball.
It widened its inverted triangle eyes, and then opened the big mouth of the blood basin and sucked all the blood demon flowers into the mouth.
The blood demon flower in the passage screamed, but was forced to turn into a surging torrent and was sucked away by the grunt.
Xiu floated in the air, and there was a red light band between the body and the black ball. It was like Guru turned into his big mouth. Those blood demon flowers would only enter his body after Guru filtering.
Yun Jiuge saw no danger for the time being, so he tried his best to search for Fanyin, and finally found his figure in a corner.
"Fanyin, come out." Yun Jiuge sacrificed a thunder fire needle, and countless light and shadow turned into a storm and stormed towards Fanyin.
The Sanskrit raised his hand, and a pale cyan Buddha mark appeared in front of him.
Yun Jiuge's thunderfire needle landed on the Buddhist seal of Fan Yin, making a violent sound of rain hitting the pipa.
The Buddhist seal of Sanskrit didn't move at all.
Yun Jiuge continued to increase the input of divine power, and Sanskrit was stuck in a trap.
Cultivating madly to absorb the magic of Blood Soul Flower, his face gradually became worse.
"Father, help your mother!" Xiaolong shouted anxiously.
Seeing this, Zi Shi turned around and printed her hand on Yun Jiuge's waistcoat.
She and Yun Jiuge have been practicing for so long, the power of both sides can be changed at will.
Yun Jiuge got the help of Zi Shi, and the thunder fire needle instantly condensed into a golden sword, which pierced the Buddhist seal of Sanskrit.
Fan Yin stumbled back a few steps, and Moon Spirit silk spun out and tied him up.
A red skull appeared on the Sanskrit's chest, and the ferocious power burst out.
Moon Spirit Silk was instantly bounced away, and then burned to ashes by Fan Yin's blood demon fire.
Fan Yin looked bitterly at Xiuhua who was still absorbing blood demon flowers, knowing that Yun Jiu could not take them today, and turned to escape.
"Fanyin, return my sister's order." A clear voice suddenly sounded, then Yue Qing'er held the fairy sword and stopped in front of Fanyin.
"Qing'er?" Yun Jiuge looked at Yue Qing'er's puppet uniform. She didn't expect that she would get in the puppet army.
"Little Ling Clan, dare to stop this seat to go, get away!" Fan Yin pinched together to clamp Yue Qing'er's spiritual power, and violently exerted force.
Yueqinger's fairy sword was broken, and as soon as she looked white, she spouted blood.
"Qing'er receded." Yun Jiuge shouted, and the little girl was not Fan Yin's opponent at all.
Yue Qing'er didn't listen to Yun Jiuge's order at all, and rushed towards Fanyin with bare hands.
"Since the little girl wants to die, then I will fulfill you." Fan Yin pinched the two hands, the skull blood demon flower turned into a heavy hammer, and was hitting Yue Qinger's chest.
Yueqinger's blood spattered and flew backwards.
"Qing'er!" Yun Jiuge wanted to save Yueqing'er, but heard her chanting the ancestors of the Ling clan and sacrificed her own soul.
A pure white force flowed out of her mouth and merged with the blood floating in the passage.
The shadow of Yuelinger suddenly appeared at the place where Yuelingsi disappeared, and her hands rushed towards the Brahma with a pale golden light, binding him firmly.
The Sanskrit sound fell heavily and stirred up the dust.
He struggled desperately, but Moon Spirit Silk was tied tighter, completely fulfilling the old saying of cocoon.
"Qing'er, are you okay?" Yun Jiuge quickly rushed to Yueqing's side.
"Sister." Yue Qing'er stared blankly at Yue Ling'er's phantom and raised her hand to touch her.
"I'm sorry." Yue Ling'er took her sister's hand, leaving tears of remorse on her face, which was her last regret.
"It's okay, I forgive you." Yue Qing'er smiled slightly, then closed her eyes and lowered her hands.
"Qing'er." Yun Jiuge worked hard to input power into Yueqing's body, but after she sacrificed her soul, she died like the spirit of Yueling's.
"Spiritual people are really stupid." Fan Yin smiled coldly.
"Shut up." Zi Shao punched him in the face.
Fan Yin's head turned to the left, spit out teeth, and then laughed hahaha.
Zi Shi punched him in the face, but still couldn't stop his crazy laugh.
"Don't fight, this kind of is not worth our waste of energy." Yun Jiuge got up and looked coldly at the embarrassed Sanskrit, like he was watching a pool of mud.
"Fight, why didn't you fight?" Fanyin looked up and looked at Yun Jiuge in irony. "Your shrine is going back, even if I die, there will be thousands of people standing up against you."
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