[Ding! You killed the Blood Supreme and received a reward of 100 million merit points! 】
[Ding! You killed the 33,000 demon species of the Blood Supreme and received a reward of 600 million merit points! 】
[Ding! You completed the main mission and killed the Blood Supreme, and received a reward of 300 million merit points! 】
The noisy system prompts were surging in Sun Ning's mind.
A full billion merit points!
Explosive numbers.
This is a huge reward that has never been obtained before, and it is unprecedented.
But Sun Ning no longer had any energy to listen clearly.
The power of all the Creation Pills obtained by sacrificing them disappeared rapidly at the moment of killing the Blood Supreme, and in just an instant, they were completely clean.
The Langya stick, which was as majestic as the Optimus Pillar, also began to shrink rapidly until it turned into an eyebrow-level stick, and fell in front of Sun Ning with a clang.
The overwhelming energy swept across the sky.
The endless smoke and dust are still blurring my eyes.
In the same place, a dying old man was left.
There is no trace of his once handsome and three-dimensional facial features. His once upright figure has now become rickety. His once deep and deep temperament is now only the sadness of dying.
Sun Ning was like a shriveled piece of paper, slowly falling to the ground.
In the torrential waves, Gong Wenxi, who looked pale and had blood on the corner of his mouth, seemed to be decades older, rushed up to him, picked him up, and cried out with tears in his eyes: "My lord, my lord, please wake up quickly,
Can't sleep..."
Sun Ning's eyes were closed, as if he hadn't heard anything.
Gong Wenxi was already extremely old, but at this moment, he looked many times older than the Tiangong weapon spirit who had guarded the palace for countless years.
"My lord, your lord..."
Gong Wenxi was still calling out repeatedly. Even though he finally crushed his lifelong enemy, there was no trace of joy in his heart.
At this moment, a faint golden light suddenly emerged from the ruins and then scattered on Sun Ning.
Gong was overjoyed when he heard that, and he quickly looked around, only to see that the place where the golden light came from was the ancient altar where the Blood Supreme was previously sealed. The main hall had been reduced to ashes, but the ancient and mysterious altar was not only safe and sound, but bloomed.
bright.
"This is...the power of light?"
Gong Wenxi was stunned at first, and suddenly his body trembled, and he said excitedly and shocked: "This is the great inscription of light, the secret stele of magical power of the great light technique. The former owner actually used it to seal the blood supreme. Yes, the blood supreme."
What kind of existence, how could he be sealed if it were not for such divine beings of heaven and earth?"
As a well-informed Heavenly Palace weapon spirit, he had long known that there was a great inscription of light in the Heavenly Palace. What was left on it was the inheritance of the Great Light Technique.
The Great Light Technique ranks eighth among the Three Thousand Avenues, even higher than the Great Time Technique.
It not only has immeasurable magical power and contains the supreme truth of the way of light, but it is also the first-class healing magical power in the world. Even if it is called the flesh and bones of the living dead, it is not an exaggeration.
In such a desperate situation, the Great Inscription of Light automatically released light, as if it had been destined to wait for this moment to repair Sun Ning's injuries.
Gong Wenxi looked at it with surprise and surprise, and then, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on his head, the hope that had just risen was extinguished again.
It was clearly the most powerful light in the world, but when it fell on Sun Ning, it had no effect, just like the rain fell not on dry land, but on cold steel.
The light on the Great Bright Inscription is getting brighter and brighter, like a bright sun, soaring into the sky. The monstrous holy light scatters in all directions, from Duowen Tiangong to the Sword Sea outside, and then extends to an unknown distance.
place……
An hour...
Two hours...
A whole day passed, and Sun Ning was still like a withered tree, without any movement.
The aura on his body was even getting weaker and weaker.
Inside Qiu Shui Zhixian's portable magic weapon, everyone was as anxious as ants on a hot pot, but Qiu Shui Zhixian was still in a coma. Everyone was inside, but they could not come out to take a look at Sun Ning.
At this time, Zhou Chunsheng said anxiously: "Seniors, we can't wait any longer. Mr. Sun, he seems to be dying. Are we just going to watch helplessly as he kills the powerful enemy behind the scenes and dies because there is no one to save him?"
Die in front of everyone’s eyes?”
"Let me out!" Mu Ningxue screamed like a trapped animal.
"Master Immortal, please wake up. With just one thought, we can go out to see Sun Ning..." Fairy Miaoyin also kept shaking the arm of Immortal Qiu Shui.
Everyone also agreed. Now that the matter has come to this, even if there is no way to cure Sun Ning, they must still look after him.
What's more, if you don't give it a try, how will you know if you can't save it?
Guan Shouchen suddenly knelt down, kowtowed three times, and said in a deep voice: "Master, I'm sorry!"
The next moment, he took out a dagger and stabbed Qiu Shui Zhixian between the eyebrows.
Then, he released a stream of divine soul power, followed the dagger, and sank into it.
Only in this way is it possible to communicate with the sleeping spiritual consciousness of Qiu Shui Zhixian.
But this move is extremely dangerous.
If Qiu Shui Zhixian's spirit stone attacks subconsciously, Guan Shouchen's soul will definitely be severely damaged.
Relatively speaking, Qiu Shui Zhixian only received a sword blow. For Zhishui, it was just a minor injury. For Guan Shoushen, it might be the cost of his life.
But he couldn't care anymore.
Even if he died here, he could never just watch Sun Ning wait for death.
Fortunately, the process went smoothly.
Qiu Shui Zhixian opened his lifeless eyes and said extremely weakly: "Sun Ning, how are you?"
With a cry in her voice, Qiu Xueyao told him roughly what was going on outside, and called out repeatedly: "Dad, please let us go out to see our junior brother..."
"I am so incompetent as a teacher that I want my disciple to suffer this calamity..."
Qiu Shui Zhixian closed his eyes and sent everyone out with a thought.
The next moment, he, who had been sleeping and seemed exhausted to the extreme, actually stood up. Although his eyes were still dim and the mana fluctuations around his body were very weak, he didn't look like he was unconscious?
"Sun Ning..."
"Junior brother..."
Everyone rushed to Sun Ning. Looking at him at such a close distance, they could more and more feel his extremely exhausted vitality and extremely old face. They were all overwhelmed with grief, let alone Qiu Xueyao.
The woman, the Yao Immortal, the Deadly Poison Immortal and even the Hanshan Sword Emperor all shed tears.
Zhou Chunsheng was the only one standing outside the crowd, with a strange expression on his face, and eyes flashing with excitement. He first glanced at the dying Sun Ning, and then landed on the large bright inscription not far away, proudly
Infinite said to himself: "It is actually the orthodox inheritance of the Great Light Technique. It seems that my luck is pretty good."