Stands are dead for 1000 years

Going to the Nine Heavens Shrine, since the seeds were planted to germinate, Immortal Huayang has been staring at it with a good eye.

However, waiting for three days and three nights is just a small sprout from the seed.Before Immortal Huayang was delighted that he was about to succeed, he discovered that the power contained in the seed was only enough to break through the thin shell, and then quickly decayed, losing vitality, and he was about to die.

No matter how Immortal Huayang casts spells, the decay of the seeds is an irreversible result.

After realizing this, Immortal Huayang's eyes were about to burst, almost tears of blood came down.Endless fear and sorrow surged into his chest in an instant, and the dissipated seed in front of him seemed to be stripping Meng Que from his soul...

Thinking that this would completely cut off the chance to reunite with Meng Que, Immortal Huayang's crazy face was filled with pain.

Pain, collapse, and regret overlapped, and Immortal Huayang's emotions appeared as if he couldn't bear it, and a drop of blood actually fell from the corner of his eye.

Beads of blood rolled down and hit the ground.

Immortal Huayang suddenly discovered that the blood beads containing his sad emotions were absorbed by the seed instantly after they melted into the soil.As if some kind of tonic had been obtained, the speed of the seed's vitality decline was eased by a bit...

The change of the seeds naturally cannot escape Immortal Huayang, who is always paying attention to the seeds. He was stunned for a moment, and immediately called the spirit sword, and cut a hole in his wrist.

The essence of blood containing the strong spiritual energy of the immortal is naturally more cherished than blood and tears, but the seeds have not been absorbed, as if the decline that has just been suspended is just an illusion of Huayang Xianjun.

Thinking of this, Immortal Huayang recalled his previous mood again, his chest was filled with sadness, and Immortal Huayang shed tears of blood again.I saw the seeds of blood and tears, reappearing the scene at that time, and at the moment of absorption, the trend of continuing to weaken stopped.

The surprise was beyond words, Xianjun Huayang's eyes were blurred, he seemed to be awake, and he seemed to be caught in some fantasy dream. The crazy look made the eyes of Hetong who was helping to water the water complicated, and he couldn't help taking two steps back.

According to experience, Hetong felt that Immortal Huayang would go crazy again later.

Next, just as Hetong expected, Immortal Huayang mobilized his aura from within, and large tears of blood dripped into the soil.

It was absorbed by that weird seed again.The nourished seeds glowed with vitality, but the eyes of Immortal Huayang quickly lost their clarity.

After accumulating for more than a thousand years, the grief from the bottom of my heart is no longer restrained, Immortal Huayang cried until his face was as white as paper, as if he was about to die...

The blood and tears took away the vitality that belonged to the immortal, and made his black hair, which was originally nourished by the power of the fairy, turn yellow like grass with the blood and tears.

Immortal Huayang's face was red and white, and he looked very scary, but he seemed to be addicted to it, madly and obsessively dedicating all the blood and tears with his wish power to the seeds in front of him.

Immortal Huayang doesn't care about his own changes, he only hopes that the seeds will grow well, and then his wish will be fulfilled, so that he can see Meng Que again.

The seed in front of him, which greedily devoured the blood and tears of the immortal, had begun to emit a faint red light, making it look more and more strange and terrifying.

I don't know how long Huayang cried, but the seeds suddenly seemed to be full, and they stopped swallowing instantly. Even if the surrounding soil was soaked with blood, they refused to touch it at all.

And the small buds of the seeds have no intention of growing up.

Even the death energy is still lingering, as if the previously absorbed vitality is exhausted, it will die again.

After realizing this, Immortal Huayang's eyes blurred and collapsed. He didn't know if he had done something wrong again.After a short period of calm, Immortal Huayang let out a painful roar.

With the roar, the coercion belonging to the Shangxian poured out instantly.

It was like a gust of wind was blowing, spreading uncontrollably from the shrine to the entire Shangjiutian.Wrapped in the sorrow of Immortal Huayang, the entire immortal who was suppressed in the upper nine days instantly became quiet, silent like a cicada, for fear that he would make a little noise and attract the attention of Immortal Huayang, so he would kill himself and take it as a sacrificial sword.

The entire last nine days instantly fell into deathly silence.

Daoist Xiaohe, who was closest to Immortal Huayang, couldn't resist, and passed out dizzily.

When Hetong woke up, he was still lying on the ground of Evergreen Forest, but there was no sign of Immortal Huayang in front of him.After noticing that the place where the seed was originally transplanted was protected by an extremely tyrannical formation, He Tong hurriedly looked around to see if Xianjun had left any explanations.

Normally, if Huayang Xianjun fails, he will never forget to tell Hetong how to clean up the mess, but today Hetong watched for a long time, but he didn't find anything left by Xianjun.

Hetong wanted to do his duty and prepare to clean up the mess for Xianjun Huayang, but Xianjun Huayang on the other end took the Jade Emperor Sword and broke into the shrine where the Emperor of Heaven was.

For thousands of years, the days of the Emperor of Heaven have also been tense.Without him, every time Immortal Huayang loses control of his mind and falls into madness and wants to kill him, not to mention every time, but there are always five or six times out of ten that he will rush to kill him.

There is a lunatic who wants to kill himself at any time. Rao is such a resolute person as the Emperor of Heaven, and his life is very difficult.

However, the fact that the Heavenly Emperor can survive every time has nothing to do with his own ability. One is because he makes good use of the sacred objects of the Celestial Clan. Xianjun talked.

The second is that he is also the Heavenly Clan Heavenly Emperor after all, and he is also blessed by the Heavenly Dao. If he dies, the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth will be even more chaotic.

Except for the first few times, Huayang Xianjun was so crazy that he wanted to scrape his flesh and blood, and he couldn't control the madness. Later, the Heavenly Emperor and Huayang Xianjun made sense.

"If the aura of heaven and earth is chaotic, and the fairy world collapses, Meng Que is still integrated into the spirit of heaven and earth, and it will naturally dissipate..."

The Emperor of Heaven speaks eloquently and eloquently, no matter how difficult it is, he always saves his life.

This time, he had just dealt with the evil spirits brought out by Huayang's intrusion into the extremely yin region, and before discussing with other immortals about Huayang running around in the dangerous place, releasing the evil spirits and refusing to deal with them, he felt Huayang's spiritual coercion sweep.

All the immortals in the shrine were overwhelmed, and they could all see the fear in the eyes of their colleagues.

After all, it is difficult for the Emperor of Heaven, let alone other immortals.

Not connected with the Dao of Heaven, Fate and Soul, in the eyes of Immortal Huayang, they are just existences that can kill the mill powder immediately if necessary.

The power of Shangjiutian is better than Hetong's, and he has not faced the coercion of Shanghuayang Xianjun.So they were afraid for a few breaths, endured the dizzy nausea, and when the coercion passed, they all quietly breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that they had survived another catastrophe.

Even the one who is more courageous is still guessing secretly in his heart, not knowing that Immortal Huayang is fine, why is he going crazy, and he puts out coercion indiscriminately...

The immortals only rejoiced for a moment, and there was a "click, click" sound outside the meeting hall.

Before they could react, with the cold air that could almost freeze the killing intent, the sound that seemed to be able to freeze the beams and pillars of the shrine came from far and near, and a fairy in white clothes with a pale face came down from Yuntou.

There seems to be blood left in the corner of Xianjun's eyes, and the overlap of blood and white makes this guy, who is clearly murderous, appear a bit fragile for no reason, like a piece of paper, a strong wind can blow him away Walk.

The process of waiting for the approach was long, and the immortals were shaking like chaff, and almost knelt down in a gaffe.

This also made the immortals understand that even though Huayang seemed weak, he was still the leader of the immortal world with the power to move mountains and fill seas.Even because of his insane state and the blessing of the Jade Emperor Sword, he has never surrendered in the face of the alliance of the three realms in the past years when he was torn apart.

Such a Huayang Xianjun, with gloomy eyes, walked in front of the Heavenly Emperor, still a little embarrassed, as if he was very shy.

But with a single mouth, the content of the words shocked all the immortals: "Ji Zhi, I heard that the blood of the Celestial Clan is the most vigorous in the fairy world. Even if you don't deal with it, you can live for several years... I, I want to ask you for a catty of blood..."

As if he was afraid that the Emperor of Heaven would not agree, Immortal Huayang lowered his eyes and said softly: "Actually, it doesn't need that much. I still need to make sure whether it is useful or not. A bowl with me is enough..."

Originally sitting at the top of the main hall, the Emperor of Heaven who listened carefully to Huayang's request was still smiling tautly, but when Huayang seemed to be awake, and seemed to be speaking insanely, the smile gradually froze on his face.

The Celestial Clan was born to be blessed by the Dao of Heaven, even if they had never been Heavenly Emperors, the clansmen were all existences with extremely strong vitality.

After becoming the Emperor of Heaven, he is naturally stronger in terms of vitality.

It is also because of this that the Heavenly Emperor was able to reason with Huayang with a sliver of wisdom when Huayang cut his flesh with a knife, and finally survived.

But now Huayang wants his blood...

The flesh and blood of the gods naturally have their own uses, not to mention that they can make mortals eat the daylight, but because of their slow growth, they are never willing to damage them easily.

Behind the frozen smile of the Emperor of Heaven was fear and fear.

He was afraid that if he didn't agree, that crazy Huayang would take it away by force, and he couldn't even choose where to put the blood...

I was afraid that if I agreed, Hua Yang would not only want a catty of blood from him...

"It's also very wrong. If I knew your flesh and blood were useful, I should have preserved the cut flesh." Huayang Xianjun's expression of regret was very good, and matched with his pale face at this time, there was a bit of sincerity Regretful appearance.

The hall was very quiet, and all the immortals heard Huayang's request. Under the coercion of the upper immortal, they neither dared to approach, nor could they run away directly.The immortals exchanged glances cryptically, and they all read the answer from each other's eyes——

This must be for the method of resurrection!

Besides resurrecting the man, what other reason could make him go crazy again?

Didn't it mean that the secret method of the extremely dark place could make him bury his head and toss for a long time?

All the immortals could see it, and the Emperor of Heaven naturally thought of it too. He looked at the crazy Huayang with blood in his eyes, and decided to take the initiative to attack and try to control the loss to a minimum.

The Emperor of Heaven showed a worried smile, stretched out his hand to support Xianjun Huayang, and said with concern: "Yuan Feng, what kind of injury did you suffer and need to be healed? There are countless good medicines in my palace. Can be saved..."

Emperor Tian's tone was gentle and his expression was calm, as if he hadn't been affected by Huayang's begging for a catty of blood just now.

However, no matter how the Emperor of Heaven planned, Immortal Huayang changed his face the moment he caught the Emperor of Heaven, and directly grabbed the Emperor of Heaven with his backhand. Gestures.

With a strange cry of Jie Jie Jie from his mouth, a small bowl was drawn, and as if he had never heard of the panic and calculation of the Emperor of Heaven, he directly inserted it with a knife.

"Just one bowl... I'll try it with one bowl, and I'll tell you if it works... Xiao Que will be able to regain his soul soon, and then I will bring him to see you." In order to release the most useful His heart was full of blood, his technique was crisp and sharp, and he still smiled when he looked at the expression of the Emperor of Heaven. He said, "Ji Zhi, aren't you happy for me?"

Emperor of Heaven: ...

"Happy." The Heavenly Emperor squeezed out two words between his teeth, and answered Hua Yang.

Hearing the Emperor's answer, Immortal Huayang's pale face suddenly showed a trace of sincere joy, and he said to the Emperor: "When the time comes, Xiao Que and I will pay homage again, and you will be my officiant."

It was only later that Immortal Huayang learned from He Tong that Meng Que had actually thought about wearing a red wedding dress when he got married...

This can be regarded as a regret for them. In the future, they can supply Xiao Que by themselves, and they can start again.

Thinking of Xiao Que's appearance in the red wedding dress, Immortal Huayang couldn't help feeling overwhelmed, and even a faint blush flashed across his face.

It will definitely look good.

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Emperor of Heaven: I am witty, eat my mouth!

Huayang: Do you think I'm really asking you?