Blood, bright red blood.

And the cold that seeped into my bones.

He could no longer straighten his body, and even his vision became blurred, and everything seemed to be stained with a sad red.

There was a dull thud.

He slowly knelt down on the ground. There were no wounds on his body, but he just didn't have the strength to stand up.

The man opposite stood stiffly in place like a sculpture, like a pile of loose sand that would completely fall apart at any time.

The Guizhen Sword penetrated the man's chest, but the sword's edge had lost all its aura and sharpness, turning into ordinary iron.

There was no trace of blood flowing out of the man's chest, and there was no trace of pain on the old face, as if this body had nothing to do with him.

It seems like a lose-lose outcome.

But he knew very well that he was the one who really lost.

It's just that as the winner, Yu Qingxuan has to pay a higher price.

Xu Shipu laughed softly and did not struggle to get up. He just lowered his eyes and looked at the red sand in his field of vision.

His current posture is unprecedentedly embarrassing, enough to shock and panic anyone who knows him.

As the true leader of the Yuanling Clan and an unparalleled powerhouse across the three major galaxies, he has never bowed before the Yuanling Emperor.

But now, he is as humble as the dust beneath him.

It’s only been more than twenty years...

At that time, he looked at the boiling pool of blood from above, and looked at the young people and immature babies struggling in the blood pool.

At this time, he was trying his best to fight against the poison of Tao that spread throughout his body, and he had lost all the strength to even raise his head.

Strangely, he didn't feel too much humiliation, and even felt calm mixed with a little pity.

"Yu Qingxuan, how long can you hold on?"

He heard his own hoarse and unfamiliar voice.

No one answered, and Xu Shipu was not surprised.

He knew that the person opposite had burned out the last remaining heat, but he still refused to completely extinguish it.

"Shenyuan City is about to be breached. Even if you die together with me, nothing will change." Xu Shipu said again.

This time, he heard Yu Qingxuan's reply.

"I believe Ling'er."

Yu Qingxuan's voice was as hoarse as the whisper of an insect: "Also, I know that the current poison of Tao cannot kill you."

"so……"

He approached Xu Shipu step by step and very slowly.

"I will also become its nourishment."

Xu Shipu raised his head and saw that the red light in Yu Qingxuan's eyes was getting stronger and stronger, and that old and wrinkled face was as scary as an evil ghost. In conjunction with his words, a bone-chilling chill filled the air.

"You're crazy." Xu Shipu stared at him, still not getting up.

Yu Qingxuan said calmly: "If I want to kill you, there is no other way. Since I am going to die sooner or later, I might as well die more valuable."

He looked down at the dim Guizhen Sword and smiled calmly: "It's not a loss to go on the road with Elder Xu."

Scarlet mist gradually floated around Yu Qingxuan's body, and his skinny figure also blurred, and his whole person melted into the red mist bit by bit.

The Guizhen Sword made a buzzing sound, as if it was struggling and resisting, but the surface of the sword was still penetrated by red mist, dizzying the bright red veins.

What's strange is that Xu Shipu's face, the back of his hands, and all the exposed skin also have such veins, as if he and Guizhen Sword are one.

To be precise, Guizhen Sword is his embodied Taoist principle.

Originally, he was far from being reduced to such a passive situation, but the wisp of evil energy hidden in Ye Canyun's Guizhen Sword gave him a fatal blow.

The backlash of the demonic energy is irrelevant, the fatal part is that it affects the violent energy of the sword spirit.

This hostility just contributed to the growth and raging of the poison of Taoism, causing Xu Shipu to miss the initial opportunity to suppress it.

At the same time, he also underestimated Yu Qingxuan's determination, which was another mistake he made.

But he still didn't think he would die here.

Until, he felt the time around him freeze.

"You..." A look of astonishment flashed across Xu Shipu's face. This was a gaffe he had never made in thousands of years.

Because he couldn't believe it, and couldn't believe that the person in front of him had actually crossed the first threshold of the laws of time that were far beyond his reach.

"Elder Xu, I would also like to thank you. If I had not wandered in disordered time and space for endless years, I would not have had such an understanding."

Most of Yu Qingxuan's body has merged with the red mist, which makes his voice appear erratic and hazy.

Only the vague outline of his palm, shrouded in red mist, was slowly approaching Xu Shipu's neck.

And Xu Shipu has been completely sealed in the stagnant time and space, like an ant in amber.

Death comes silently, with irreversible determination.

But at this moment, a slightly trembling voice penetrated the still world and reached Yu Qingxuan's ears.

"father……"

He paused.

A familiar breath approached from behind, and then she hugged him tightly, as if she had exhausted all her strength.

"Dad, I don't want to lose you again..."

A crack appeared in the stagnant time and space, Xu Shipu's eyes flashed, and the Guizhen sword suddenly trembled violently and came out from Yu Qingxuan's chest.

"Ran'er, what are you doing!"

Yu Qingxuan felt a little confused and panicked. The bright red mist seemed to be fatally attracted and flowed northward, completely out of his control.

He wanted to shake Beiran away and stop her crazy move, but Beiran hugged him tightly, refusing to retreat even a little bit.

"Dad, have you forgotten that the poison of Taoism was originally made from my blood..."

Bei Ran's voice was as erratic as a dream, so calm that it was even cruel.

"Let me be its source, so you won't die..."

Great shock filled Yu Qingxuan's heart. He never thought that Bei Ran would be so decisive.

The poison of Taoism has begun to mutate uncontrollably, especially after absorbing Yu Qingxuan's power of Taoism, this mutation gradually began to escape his control.

Although as long as one branch survives, Yu Qingxuan, the source, is equivalent to immortality, but he would rather die with Xu Shipu than let this poison control his mind and turn him into an indescribable monster.

.

And Bei Ran's cultivation level is not yet at the realm of chaos, so how can he possibly compete with the poison of Dao that has fully grown up?

She will only fall completely into the abyss!

"Ran'er, wake up!"

Yu Qingxuan could no longer care about Xu Shipu's life and death. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Yun Mengdie rushing in from a distance. He immediately sent a message with great anxiety: "Meng'er, stop Ran'er quickly. You must not..."

In fact, Yun Mengdie could not fully understand the scene in front of her, but this did not prevent her from decisively using the principles of Yuanchu to try to separate Bei Ran and Yu Qingxuan.

But... before her Yuanchu Dao could get close, it was violently bounced away by a golden-red light.

"Ran'er, you..."

Yun Mengdie looked at Bei Ran in disbelief. She saw that a simple and exquisite square seal in her hand was emitting golden light, and the destructive sharp aura rushed towards her face, forcefully forcing her to retreat ten meters away.

That is... Xuan Ling Ling Xi!

"Mom, don't stop me. You don't want dad to die, right..."

Beiran pursed his lips. His dark eyes that used to be cunning were now flashing with a ferocious and terrifying red light. Even his expression became indifferent and cold, as if he was trying his best to hide something.

"Nonsense!"

Yu Qingxuan seemed to be really angry. The power of the peak of chaos suddenly erupted, and Beiran was immediately blown away. He coughed blood and rolled to the ground in embarrassment. Even the Lingxi fell to the side, and the light dimmed instantly.

"Ran'er!" Yun Mengdie was able to step forward and hugged Bei Ran in her arms, holding back her tears.

Seeing this series of changes, the corners of Xu Shipu's lips moved slightly, whether it was with emotion or sarcasm.

Then, his figure suddenly burst like a bubble and disappeared without a trace, as if he had never appeared.

Taking advantage of the transfer of the source of the Dao Principle poison, he finally got a chance to breathe. He could annihilate this clone together with the Dao Principle poison to prevent it from spreading to the main body.

After that, Yu Qingxuan could no longer use the same method to force him into such a desperate situation.

However, Yu Qingxuan did not take a second look at the collapse of Xu Shipu's clone.

He rushed in front of Beiran without looking back, trying like crazy to draw away all the poison of Taoism from her body, but... it was useless.

Bei Ran is like a magnet. When she is exposed to the first ray of red mist, the remaining poison of the Dao will swarm towards her unstoppably.
To be continued...