Divine bloodline?

Both the ghost repairers and the human repairers present were stunned. There are not many people who can know about the mystical blood so far, not to mention that the Netherworld and the Human Realm have been out of touch for a long time. How can the Netherworld know some of the human world? Legend and bloodline inheritance? Even Xiu from the Red Rock Forest is unfamiliar with this, and he is all confused.

Only Leng Yi's face changed slightly, looking at Wen Yi in disbelief.

"What is a divine bloodline?" asked the ancestor of the Sanctuary Alliance.

Wen Yi didn't answer, just looked at the Qingyu Lantern in mid-air with a calm expression on her face.

"Wen Yi!" Leng Yi stepped forward to hold her and said hurriedly, "What do you want to do?"

Wen Yi retracted her gaze, her eyes fell on him, Wen Tun's expression added a bit of surprise, as if she didn't understand what he was angry about. She said slowly: "Young Master Leng, although the Qingyu Du Tianming Lantern is guarded by Tianshu Palace, if there is no Wen family, it is just a useless artifact."

Leng Yi only felt cold all over, and the hand gripping her arm tightened involuntarily, until she frowned in pain, and then he loosened a little in a panic, but his expression became extremely terrifying.

The surrounding monsters roared, and when they were about to rush towards them, a ghost emperor suddenly appeared, waved the monsters away, and threw them back into the deep pit filled with black gas.

Because Wen Yi suddenly stood up, the practitioners present wanted to know what she meant, so naturally they did not dare to let her have an accident.

Wen Qiao couldn't help but look at Wen Yi after she swept the monster that rushed over with a whip. When she recalled all her reactions after picking up Wen Yi, she suddenly understood.

It's not that Wen Yi doesn't want to live anymore, but she knows that no matter what, she can't continue to live.

Whether it is sacrificing life to open the passage to the underworld, or at this time, it is necessary to drive Qingyu to cross the sky and the lantern.

She was right, as a divine weapon, the Qingyu Tianming Lantern cannot be driven by mortals, only people with supernatural blood can do it. And this divine bloodline, because of the word "supernatural", is actually a descendant of the gods. Even if the bloodline is extremely weak, it is still carrying divine blood, and offering sacrifices with divine blood can drive the divine weapon.

Wen Yi intends to sacrifice again.

"Wen Yi!" Leng Yi roared in a low voice, "You can't do this..."

Wen Yi was not used to such an emotional outburst, Young Master Leng. She struggled to get rid of her hand, but when she found that she couldn't break free, she had to say, "Young Master Leng, please let me go."

Leng Yi was speechless. Because of cultivating some kind of exercise in Tianshu Palace, the eyes that looked cold and cruel were bloodshot at this time, and the blue veins on his forehead were bulging, looking terrifying and embarrassing.

As the favored son of Heaven who was designated as the next generation heir of Tianshu Palace after birth, he is a genius cultivator who is admired by the world in Aomori Continent, a Taoist companion longed by many female nuns, and a leader of the younger generation followed by male nuns . He has always been confident and calm, when did he feel so embarrassed?

She finally drove him to the point of madness.

He thought that he took the initiative to take the task, and even prepared to stay in the underworld to accompany her from now on, so that he could win a chance for her, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't save her after all.

His eyes were red and he looked at her in embarrassment and sadness.

Wen Yi was taken aback by him and was a little helpless.

"Leng, Young Master Leng, don't be like this..." she said loudly, "Don't be like this, I am very grateful for your maintenance, in fact, we are not familiar..."

"Unfamiliar?" Leng Yi sneered, "Wen Yi, don't pretend to be stupid! When I was young, you came to Tianshu Palace with the Wen clan, and the child you brought back from the Burial Mountain was me. ."

Wen Yi: "!!!"

After a long delay, Wen Yi realized it and looked at him in surprise, "Are you that kid?"

Leng Yi grabbed her arm tightly, "You noble person forgets things a lot, forget this, but I haven't! For so many years, I have been cultivating hard, just to be able to walk side by side with you... I thought you were very Clearly, every time I leave the customs, I will find you..."

"Aren't you looking for warmth?" Wen Yi blurted out.

Leng Yi: "..."

Leng Zuo Lengyou, who was beside him, finally couldn't bear it anymore, "Miss Wen, our young master is looking for you, and he is entangled in warmth, so that the world thinks that our young master is looking for her."

Wen Yi fell silent again.

She was a little embarrassed. It turned out that it was not her illusion. Every time Leng Yi went to Wen's, he really went to find her. She thought he was a cold-hearted young man at the time. Seeing her slow cultivation, she kindly gave her pointers.

But soon, she regained her composure and said to Leng Yi, "Young Master Leng, thank you for your love."

Leng Yi was silent, holding her hand tightly.

There was a tragic battle around, a steady stream of monsters crawled out of the deep pit, and the black evil qi raged on the deep pit, as if they wanted to devour everything in the world, and the four ghost saints supported them bitterly.

But no one urged them.

Ghost Emperor silently created a safe space for them.

Wen Yi, however, did not ignore the tragic situation around him. Ghosts or people were dying under the monsters, and the evil spirit was about to break through the obstacles of the ghosts and saints.

Time can't wait.

She suddenly smiled at Leng Yi and said, "Leng Yi, thank you, it's a pleasure to meet you."

This time, she finally broke free from Leng Yi's hand and avoided him at a very fast speed. With a swipe of her figure, she had already jumped towards the deep pit filled with black mist.

Her speed is very fast, and the person who was so weak that he had to be supported by someone before was so fast that even Leng Yi, whose cultivation base was approaching the Yuan emperor realm, couldn't hold her back.

"Wen Yi—"

Leng Yi ran towards her frantically.

When she jumped into the deep pit, those turbulent black evil auras were about to attack her, and Qingyu Dutian Ming Lan dropped a golden light, covering her and blocking those black evil auras.

The golden light fell on her body, and in the eyes of the public, her body gradually became transparent, and with a bang, it turned into a little bit of aura.

All this happened in an instant, without even giving the world a chance to react.

In the spiritual light, a drop of blood containing golden divinity appeared, exuding an extremely attractive breath, as if the whole world was shaking, all creatures were dazzled by it, and those monsters who originally rushed towards the cultivator were stunned. , then turned around without hesitation, and jumped towards the deep pit, trying to grab that drop of magical blood.

The drop of mystical blood flew towards the Qingyu Dutian Ming Lantern and disappeared into the wick.

The golden light suddenly brightened, and even overwhelmed the turbulent black mist.

All the creatures were stabbed by the golden light and couldn't open their eyes, especially the ghost cultivators. The power of purification contained in the golden light made them feel a little uncomfortable. Fortunately, this power was relatively mild and had no offensive power.

A brilliant golden light rose into the sky, connecting the sky and the earth.

Qingyu crossed the sky and the lantern to communicate with the world, the human world was the sky, and the nether world was the earth. The golden light even broke through the barriers between the two worlds and connected the Hongsen Continent.

Everyone could feel that in the golden light connecting the sky, something was drawn into the underworld by it, and then sucked into the blue feather crossing the sky lamp.

Wherever the golden light passed, the black evil spirit was suppressed by an inch by inch.

The turbulent black evil energy that was about to overflow the deep pit was abruptly forced back to the bottom of the pit by Qingyu Du Tianming Lantern.

The golden light of the Qingyu Dutian Ming Lantern continued to shine, until seventy-seven forty-nine days, the black evil energy completely retracted into the deep pit, and after being suppressed by the red lotus karmic fire again, the Qingyu Dutian Ming Lantern gradually faded away. Descend, fall into the pit.

Only the golden light that connects the sky and the earth lasts for a long time.

It seems to be a pillar of the sky, and it seems to be the light of Qingyu crossing the sky and the lantern, communicating the two worlds, causing disasters and disasters, and endless life.

Those monsters that climbed out of the pit became sluggish in the golden light of Qingyu crossing the sky, and were finally killed by the practitioners.

The ghost saints guarding the pit were uneasy and chose to enter the deep pit to check the situation.

Beside the deep pit, the disciples of Tianshu Palace in red cloaks stood there, looking at the deep pit, silently.

Leng Yi stood stiffly in front of the pit, like a lifeless statue.

After a series of battles, the practitioners who survived were only one-tenth of the ones they had when they landed on the island. The practitioners who survived the disaster were not in a hurry to leave, wanting to see what was going on in the deep pit.

Wen Qiao and a group of people rested on the messy ground after the war.

The air was filled with blood and stench, carried far away by the blowing wind.

Everyone stared at the edge of the pit, at the golden light connecting the sky and the earth.

Suddenly, Wu Xiong'an asked, "What do you guys think about Hongsen Continent now? Has the red rain stopped?"

No one answered, but they all had answers in their hearts.

"Is Miss Wen really... dead?" he asked again, but his voice was low and weak, as if he was afraid of being heard.

"Dead." Wen Qiao said calmly, "She knew for a long time that when she chose to enter the Red Rock Forest, she knew that she would die."

The crowd was silent again.

Wen Qiao stood up, walked towards the pit, and came to the group of disciples of Tianshu Palace in red cloaks.

When Leng Zuo Lengyou saw her, she was a little surprised. She wanted to say something but found that there was nothing to say.

Wen Qiao lifted her chin towards them, saw the two of them hesitate, and said, "I have something for you young master." After speaking, she took out a storage bag and took out a few things.

The pure aura is clear, expelling the surrounding yin.

This is a gift from Wen Yi to Wen Qiao.

Seeing this, Leng Zuo Leng You didn't ask any more questions, they all vacated their seats and let her walk behind their young master.

Leng Yi turned his back to them, and only moved his body stiffly and slowly looked at those things until the aura overflowing objects were handed in front of him.

The Gooseberry, the Jade Heart Dragon and Tears Stone, the Jade of Qishan, the Chiyu Immortal Clothes, all of which were bred by the women of the Wen family with the blood of their hearts... Each piece is a top-quality magic weapon, especially the Gooseberry, which is only available to the women of the Wen family. The top-quality blood spirit flower that can only be bred has the effect of bringing back the dead. No matter how badly injured people are, as long as they take it, they can save a life.

Owning a hook flower is equivalent to owning a life.

Because of the rare hooks and flowers in this world, Wen's daughter is very popular among practitioners in Aomori Continent, and many top disciples of the sect want to become Taoist companions with Wen's daughter.

That's why they were so surprised when they saw that Wen Yi actually gave Wen Qiao her carefully cultivated hook Chenhua. Biquge TV has the fastest update https://www.biqugetv.com/ https://m.biqugetv.com/

But she didn't think about it, was afraid that she had expected what would happen later and said goodbye to them.

Leng Yi's eyes were fixed on the hooked flower.

Wen Qiao handed it over, and only after he subconsciously caught it did he say, "Wen Yi and I just met by chance. I don't want anything from her, just give it to you."

"No!" Leng Yi's voice was hoarse, "Since she gave it to you, it's yours..."

"This is the blood spirit flower she raised with the blood in her heart, do you really want it?" Wen Qiao asked.

Leng Yi hugged him subconsciously and remained silent.

Seeing this, Wen Qiao didn't say anything poignant, and left after delivering the things.

Seeing her come back, Wu Xiong'an's group couldn't help staring at her.

"You are willing to give away something as rare as Gou Chenhua?" Wu Xiong'an couldn't help but say, wanting to say whether she was stupid or not. Owning Gou Chenhua is equivalent to an extra life, if he was reluctant to give it away.

Of course, it is estimated that there is no fool like Wen Yi, who casually gave this treasure to others.

Wen Qiao said with a sullen face, "I don't want her, and I didn't consider her a friend..."

Even though she said that, her slightly drooping eyelids, her tense face, and her rigid figure all meant that she was not what she said. On the mobile phone, remember 'pen\interest\ge→m.\B\iq\u\g\eTv.C\o\m' to provide you with wonderful\novel reading.

Ning Yuzhou stretched out his hand and rubbed her head, and said with a smile, "If you want to give it away, give it away."

"That's right, as long as my sister is happy." Wen Tutu also agreed.

"Chirp~"

The little phoenix fluttered two small yellow wings, fluttered into Wen Qiao's arms, and rubbed against her, as if to tell her not to be unhappy.

Shi Wuming couldn't help but say, "Sister A Qiao, in fact, Miss Wen is pretty good like this, and she gets what she wants."

Wen Qiao frowned at him, unable to understand what he said.

"Master Shi, what you said is wrong." Wu Xiong'an said disapprovingly, "How can anyone sacrifice blood to the divine weapon to get what they want?"

Others agreed one after another, feeling that Shi Wuming really couldn't speak, and if Leng Yi heard it, he would probably poke his heart again. Obviously they worked so hard, they even risked entering the Netherworld, trying to find a chance for her.

Shi Wuming said quietly: "I'm not wrong, I heard that the owner of the Qingyu Dutian Ming Lan is Gouchen Shenjun, and only the blood of Gouchen Shenjun can drive it. Miss Wen should be the descendant of Gouchen Shenjun, and Inheriting the blood of Gou Chen Shenjun, so she is needed to drive Qingyu to cross the sky, this time Qingyu is returning to the hands of Gouchen's descendants."

Wen Qiao couldn't help but ask, "Do you have to hook up with Chen's bloodline? Can't other supernatural bloodlines?"

"Of course not, how can the magic weapon of Gou Chen Shenjun be driven by other magical blood?"

Wen Qiao was silent for a while, so even if there were other people with divine blood, they would not be able to drive Qingyu to cross the lantern. Wen Yi knew this for a long time.

Suddenly, she couldn't help looking at Ning Yuzhou. Seeing his calm expression, she immediately understood that he also knew about it.

Because he already knew it, he never said anything or tried to do anything.

Wu Xiong'an and others suddenly realized, and then asked suspiciously: "Master Shi, how do you know so much?"

"Of course I know." Shi Wuming said eloquently, "My teacher's sect has records... As for what sect my teacher's sect is, you don't need to ask, and you don't know if you say it."

One sentence blocked them, and Wu Xiong'an and the others had to shut up.

Wen Tutu and the others didn't ask, it's not surprising that even a guy who can use Bilin's shuttle mirror casually knows about Qingyu crossing the sky and the lantern.

Just as he was talking, he saw that the four ghost saints who were checking under the deep pit had come out.

Everyone looked at the ghost saints.

The ancestor of the Ghost Holy Pavilion said: "Everyone, please rest assured, the Qingyu Dutian Ming Lantern has already begun to refine the evil spirits, and they will no longer spread outward, and the Red Lotus Karmic Fire will also suppress them."

At that time, all the ghost cultivators couldn't help cheering happily.

After they were quiet, the four ghost saints said again: "Everyone, if there is nothing wrong, you should leave Mochizuki Island quickly, and don't enter Mochizuki Island casually in the future. Lord Long Yi doesn't like cultivators to come to disturb you."

Long Yi? !

Meteor Dragon!

Immediately, all the ghost repairers and human repairers at the scene understood that this "Long Yi" Lord was the meteoric dragon, and the meteoric dragon was under the deep pit.

After the four ghost saints conveyed the meaning of the falling dragon, they did not dare to stay any longer, they tore the space and left, leaving the ancestors of Ghost Cloud Pavilion not to leave.

The ancestor of Guiyun Pavilion walked over to Leng Yi and whispered something to him.

Other practitioners are also ready to leave.

They came for the meteorite dragon, but they were driven away by the meteorite dragon, which is also sad to say.However, who made them the first to be greedy, and finally found out that the strength of the dragon family is not something they can covet.

Fortunately, this meteoric dragon did not intend to kill in the Netherworld, otherwise the Netherworld would not be enough for it to kill.