Kill the heroine at the beginning, and the little apprentice sister will take away the luck

But even if he stopped offering sacrifices at this time, he would have no way to survive.

unless……

Leng Zhuxin was willing to swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao that she would not make things difficult for him. It would be even better if she could help him get rid of the Nine Heavens Cold Poison.

Chi Wuwang felt that he had bargaining chips with Leng Zhuxin.

After all, Leng Zhuxin is different from him and needs to take care of the creatures in the ghost world.

I also have to think carefully about whether I can still defeat him if he really gained enormous power by sacrificing the entire ghost world!

Chi Wuwang had an idea in his mind, thinking that he could use it to control Leng Zhu's heart.

He endured the pain and said, "Emperor Xuanwei, it would be better for you to think carefully about whether you really want the entire ghost world to be buried with you.

The sacrifice has begun. The altar is not a formation that can be easily broken by you.

Now I am the only one who can interrupt the sacrifice.

If the emperor is still as righteous and compassionate as he was in his previous life, this scene must be performed.

I don't ask for much, just for the Emperor to make a vow to the Heavenly Dao.

Of course, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and Diting also had to take a vow."

A lot of Chi Wuwang's strength had been drained away, and the white hair on his temples, which was originally only two fingers wide, quickly spread outwards and soon became completely gray.

The skin also wrinkled.

There was a hint of determination in Chi Wuwang's eyes.

But the next second, Leng Zhuxin gave him an answer that was far from the truth.

When Chi Wuwang said those words, Leng Zhuxin's expression didn't even change.

He did not show any sign of panic because of the altar.

He just turned his wrist slightly and stood quietly in the hall.

Leng Zhuxin had wiped away the blood on the Chenbing Sword, and the tip of the sword had also changed its position, pointing at the three-headed dog.

The three-headed dog's aura has weakened a lot.

It is Chi Wuwang's natal beast, and its life is inherently connected with Chi Wuwang.

Chi Wuwang's power was constantly lost, which naturally and inevitably affected it.

The three-headed dog, which was slightly better than Xiaohan and Bingbing, was now retreating step by step.

He was even pulled to the edge of the altar by a force.

The three-headed dog is about to be sacrificed.

But it is different from Chi Wuwang’s sacrifice.

Chi Wuwang can still leave his soul and part of his body, but the three-headed dog will have his soul and body destroyed.

Only the body is left to merge with Chi Wuwang.

The bodies of animals have stronger endurance, and only in this way can Chi Wuwang use the power sacrificed by the entire ghost world for his own benefit.

Leng Zhuxin threw the Shenbing Sword out and made hand gestures with both hands.

The temperature of the entire hall dropped a few degrees, and countless ice-blue swords appeared in the hall.

Thousands of swords fired together!

Leng Zhuxin turned around and grasped the real Chenbing Sword in his hand again.

"I have a sword that can break all laws, I wonder if your altar can withstand it!"

The man in green was blown up by the strong wind, and Leng Zhuxin pressed him down with one hand.

Holding the sword in one hand, he became one with the sword in an instant!

A blue light shone from the Shenbing Sword, and it flew into the altar together with Leng Zhuxin.

Several long swords behind him smashed into the altar like meteors.

Everyone only heard a loud "bang" and the whole hall seemed to shake with the sound.

Following the sound, everyone looked shocked.

The altar, which had already been stained with Chi Wuwang's blood, was now covered with frost.

Countless sharp ice spikes exploded on the altar, and some long swords that arrived later continued to hit the altar.

Continuous collision sounds were heard on the altar, like the collision of metal and stone.

The orange-blue flames instantly spread across the prairie, and two-colored fire lotuses blossomed in the frost.

The Shenbing Sword in Leng Zhuxin's hand had already pierced deeply into the three-headed dog's eyebrows.