Xiao Yunsheng took a deep breath and said: "What a pity. I am only a hair away from the fifth level of magical power. If I can upgrade to the fifth level of supernatural power, I will be even more confident in the Holy War."
Li Xuan sighed and said: "This is indeed a pity. Although the five-yuan magical power and the fourth-yuan magical power are one level apart, they are two completely different levels in terms of strength. An Tong, if you can reach the five-yuan magical power, plus
Your mental power and strength are simply unimaginable."
Eagle King said: "It's better to wait. You can practice here first and improve your realm."
Xiao Yunsheng shook his head and said: "The journey of cultivation is long. If I really want to have a big promotion, I don't know how long I have to wait. I can't wait. There are too many people waiting for me."
"What a pity, what a pity." Everyone said one after another.
Xiao Yunsheng said: "Okay, no need to say more, everyone, please get out of the way, we are going to summon the heavenly veins in the body."
Xiao Daguo and Zi Mo both stood up after hearing this, waiting to take action with Xiao Yunsheng.
"King, please wait!"
Mu Luo interrupted Xiao Yunsheng. He looked straight at Xiao Yunsheng and said, "King, are you really just one step away from having five magical powers?"
Xiao Yunsheng was shocked. He felt keenly that Mu Luo's expression was a little strange. He said blankly: "Yes, we are just on the last line. Mu Luo, what's wrong with you?"
"knew."
Mu Luo suddenly smiled foolishly at Xiao Yunsheng, and something with a purple glow was pulled out from his body and floated out. It was the soul mark. Mu Luo gathered all his strength and suddenly directed a palm towards his soul mark.
Hit it over.
boom!
The soul mark trembled, cracked inch by inch, and finally turned into wisps of light and shadow floating away.
Mu Luo actually destroyed his soul seal with his own hands!
The soul seal is connected to the souls of the Guming people. Once the soul seal is destroyed, blood flows out of Mu Luo's seven orifices. The blood vessels in various parts of the body are bursting. The life force is passing rapidly. The hair falls in piles like this. Mu Luo's
The old face looked even more withered.
"Twilight!"
"What are you doing!"
Everyone was shocked. They never expected that Mu Luo would do such a thing. Tianzhong went over to support the shaky Mu Luo, feeling extremely sad.
"Father!" Wen Dong stood stunned on the spot, tears streaming down his face.
Mu Luo's hand, which was gradually stained red by blood, tightly held Xiao Yunsheng, and he shouted excitedly: "King, sit down cross-legged quickly, I will give you the inheritance ferry!"
Xiao Yunsheng stood stunned on the spot, shaking his head: "No! I don't want it!"
Mu Luo held Xiao Yunsheng's hand tighter, and the veins on his neck were exposed, and said: "King, do you really want me to die in peace... My soul seal is destroyed, and I will die soon. You don't accept my offer.
Inheritance, do you want my skills to follow me and be buried underground? Even if I am under the Nine Springs, how can I rest in peace! I beg you!"
Xiao Yunsheng said sadly: "You destroyed your soul seal just because you were afraid that I wouldn't accept your inheritance, right?" His voice was choked and his lips were trembling.
Everyone present was deeply shocked. They stared blankly at the bloody Mu Luo and felt that their throats were blocked.
They finally knew what Mu Luo was thinking, that he actually wanted to sacrifice his own life to help Xiao Yunsheng reach a new level, thereby increasing the chance of a successful holy war.
Mu Luo's thoughts were so simple, yet so heavy. What Mu Luo did shocked everyone present.
Xiao Yunsheng was still hesitating, and Mu Luo spit out another mouthful of blood, shouting at the top of his lungs: "Hurry!"
"King, take it! For the Holy War!" Feng Zhuo and Jin Zhen came over and held down Xiao Yunsheng's body.
"For the holy war, for the holy war..." Xiao Yunsheng said in a trembling voice. He had decided to accept this special gift from Mu Luo.
Mu Luo sat down cross-legged first, and said tremblingly: "My skills are low, I only hope that the sky has eyes, so that my skills can help the king to be promoted, I will definitely succeed..."
"I still have it here!"
Huachi and Yuangu said these words in unison, and they suddenly sacrificed their soul seals, willing to destroy them. They did the same thing as Mu Luo, without hesitation.
The other tribesmen were worried that these skills were not enough to elevate Xiao Yunsheng to the fifth level of supernatural power, so they wanted to follow suit. Xiao Yunsheng suddenly knelt down towards the tribesmen. He burst into tears and said in a trembling voice: "No... I beg you,
Please!”
Xiao Yunsheng knelt down, and the clan members also knelt down towards Xiao Yunsheng.
"King, please get up quickly. How dare we bow down to the king... We are not worthy!"
The tribesmen shouted tremblingly. At this moment, everyone was crying, crying so sadly.
The eyes of everyone in the mainland were also wet. They were deeply shocked by the scene before them. In this world of fighting for fame and wealth, they saw something they had never seen before. They all felt the sincerity of the Gu Ming tribe.
The cry in my heart.
There is no need to fear in life, no need to suffer in death. I just hope that the great holy war can succeed and that our people can be healthy from now on.
This is the Ancient Underworld Clan, this is the Holy War!
Yuan Gu and Ji Jin helped Xiao Yunsheng sit cross-legged, and Mu Luo's trembling palms pressed on Xiao Yunsheng's back. At this time, all of Mu Luo's white hair had fallen out, and his body was even more withered.
Huachi and Yuan Gu leaned on Mu Luo on the left and right, and their palms were also on Xiao Yunsheng's back. The three of them began to send their skills over. No matter how the blood surged, no matter how painful the body was, they
No one is afraid, the power of faith has already surpassed
everything.
Everyone formed a circle and looked at the four people in the center silently, each of them feeling extremely heavy in their hearts.
After the soul mark was destroyed, life passed very quickly. When the skill was transferred to the back, Mu Luo and others sensed the end of their lives, and suddenly pushed their bodies more violently, which stimulated the body even more, and the blood had completely covered their bodies.
Everyone was dyed red and looked extremely miserable.
"Twilight! Huachi! Yuangu!" The tribesmen burst into tears.
"Father!" Wen Dong was so sad that he suddenly fainted.
The three people's skills helped Xiao Yunsheng hit the final obstacle, but Huachi and Yuangu couldn't see the final situation. Because they were pushing too hard, their bodies suddenly exploded.
Boom! Boom!
The bodies of the two exploded into pieces of flesh and blood, completely dyeing the surrounding snow red. The heroic spirits died like this, taking with them the everlasting faith.
Mu Luo's life soon came to an end, and his skills were finally transferred. The old man was so skinny that only a skeleton was left. Before he died, he left his last words. He looked at Xiao Yunsheng dreamily and said hoarsely:
"King, the holy war will definitely succeed, and we will definitely be able to return home, right..."
The sound stopped suddenly, and Mu Luo fell heavily to the ground.
Xiao Yunsheng turned around silently. His tears had dried up, leaving only blood. He looked at the tragic scene with trembling eyes, and two lines of blood slipped from the corners of his eyes.
Standing upright stiffly, he looked at the sky.
Yes, he was finally promoted to the fifth level of supernatural power, but the new realm did not bring him the slightest happiness. His heart seemed to be gnawed by thousands of ants, and like it was burned by fire. The pain continued to escalate, and the grief continued.
Blood surged. Mu Luo's dreamy eyes when he was dying made him feel terrible.
His strength was obtained by his clansmen at the cost of their lives. His own life no longer belongs to him. He carries the hopes of all clansmen and he will do everything he can to burn himself.
That great faith, why are you so heavy...
"Yes, I will definitely do it. I will bring my people back home." Xiao Yunsheng answered Mu Luo's words in his heart, a thousand times, ten thousand times.
When the Eagle King saw that Xiao Yunsheng looked wrong, he called tentatively: "An Tong..."
Xiao Yunsheng did not answer the Eagle King. A powerful aura rushed out. His right arm suddenly pointed toward the sky. He used all his strength to roar: "Start the holy war!"
Suddenly the situation changed and the air surged wildly.
As Xiao Yunsheng's voice sounded, all the Guming clan members went crazy, and everyone screamed at the top of their lungs.
"Start the holy war!"
"Start the holy war!"
(PS: That’s all for today, and it will continue to explode in the next two days.)
This chapter has been completed!