After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

The Blood God also turned his head at this moment. The boiling blood in his body showed signs of extinguishing under this sword.

"It's you?"

This old man is so ordinary, even when he turned into a minotaur, he was still so unremarkable.

Why can he transform into the image of a demon?

And why can he use the Heavenly Sword?

Jiang Yu used the warriors of the Celestial Clan and the Underground City as bargaining chips. This old man actually used Jiang Yu as a bargaining chip in exchange for the success of this sword.

But fortunately.

The other party is just a mortal.

The Blood God had no time to think. His body, which had recovered with great difficulty, was showing signs of collapse again.

Not only did he fail to force the divine sword out of his chest, but his flesh and blood squirmed, leaving half of the divine sword in his body. The powerful suction made it impossible to pull it out.

A blood shadow fell from the sky, like an evil ghost, and rushed into Dong Changtian's body like a leech.

The power of the blood spirit was eroding the divine sword and also attacking Dong Changtian.

His already declining energy and blood were now flowing away at an even faster rate, like a riverbed about to dry up, being scorched by the scorching sun.

Dong Changtian looked even older, with a haggard appearance, and his white hair was as gray as weeds. He was like a candle in the wind.

The Blood God then spoke:

"It's really interesting that a special being like you could be born in the Tianhuang Territory this time. It makes me happy to see you. I feel a little bit of love and understanding."

"You've seen it too. I can make your energy and blood deplete, leaving you on the verge of death. And I can also replenish your energy and blood, allowing you to return to your peak and escape the ravages of time."

"If you join me, you can follow me and see the light of day outside, no longer trapped in this world like a prisoner."

The Blood God stared at Dong Changtian and said casually, but the action of corroding the Heavenly Sword never stopped.

Dong Changtian is indeed dying now, but his eyes are still bright and determined:

"Aren't you a prisoner too?"

"Tsk, surprisingly unmoved, but... that's enough."

Dong Changtian narrowed his eyes.

puff--

He cut off his wrist and released the Heavenly Sword.

If he continued to hold on to the sword, his remaining life would come to an end at any time. Besides, the contaminated sword would no longer be powerful enough in his hands.

So he made a prompt decision and cut off his right arm.

He pulled out a fire stick with his left hand. This straight wooden stick was as sharp as a divine sword.

It was ordinary, like a child swinging a wooden stick to cut grass. There was no sword energy or sword light, but it slashed towards the body of the Blood God with the gesture of cutting through illusions.

The Blood God gave this sword more importance than Jiang Yu.

Countless blood shadows crawled out of the deep red under his feet, and even Han Zhen's face could be seen among them. Of course, no one would pay attention to him now.

The Blood God's figure had already disappeared in it, and after a moment, a vague face emerged in the shaking blood shadow.

"What I just said is not necessarily completely false."

There came a rumbling sound which was a combination of many voices.

To Dong Changtian now, it doesn’t matter, they are all the same.

He said nothing, but drew his sword.

Because he had died of old age, his will before death was immortal, and he completed this sword with his obsession.

In the temple, two forces collided.

The collapsed blood and qi, the raging sword energy, were mixed together, scraping the alien land three feet deep and sweeping away the black clouds in the sky.

The sea of ​​blood and the void shattered at the same time.

Suddenly, a voice of shock and anger was heard.

"It's really you!"

This was the first time the Blood God showed genuine anger, and within this anger there was also a hint of weakness.

.....

"Where is this?"

After Dong Erniu swung the sword, he felt his consciousness fall into chaos. He could not see his hand in front of him, only emptiness.

This is probably what death feels like.

After an unknown amount of time, he felt that he was being inspired by something and light appeared before his eyes.

What caught my eye was a snow-white mountain behind, with swords stuck in a disorderly manner on the stone wall.

Only on the blue stone without a sword was an old man sitting there, who looked vaguely similar to him, with a wooden sword on his knees.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"Hahahaha, today I know that I am really me!"

Dong Erniu laughed loudly and threw himself into the wooden sword.

The wooden sword, which originally only had sword function, became spiritual at this moment. This was a sign of its evolution into a divine weapon.

"Finally, someone has given the answer to the question that Su Jun couldn't solve."

"The person who answered the question still uses a hammer."

The old man also smiled and looked at the map of the country.

At this moment, in the picture, Jiang Yu's true spirit had been taken away by the Tianyun Taoist artifact.

This meant that his trials were over.

And not only did he leave, he seemed to have left a mess behind.

Thirty percent of the Celestial Clan that came were killed or injured.

For example, Lei Ze couldn't even maintain the Thunder Prison at this time. In this tug-of-war, he finally lost to Huang Lie who was based in a foreign land.

Huang Lie was also feeling uncomfortable, but he himself was not hot-tempered. Just as he was about to devour Lei Ze with black flames.

A voice rang out again in the sea of ​​blood:

"stop."

"Yes."

The reason why all the living dead can still survive in the world is because of the Blood God, so they obey his orders.

"You just saw it. That mortal broke through the void and entered the real world."

"I will be free from my shackles in the near future. You can go back now."

"As for this sword..."

A dim streak of light flew out from the sea of ​​blood and headed towards Tianren City.

What he meant was to release these celestial beings.

Not only that, even the divine sword was returned.

.....

outside world.

When people in Dijing saw this scene, countless question marks popped up in their heads.

"What is this? This weird existence is actually quite nice..."

"If we kill these Celestials, wouldn't the chances of Tianren City surviving the next natural disaster be even smaller?"

“That’s not necessarily true…”

"I understand. Are you trying to cause internal and external troubles in Tianren City?"

There are many people in the underworld who are quick-witted.

Today's Celestial Clan, thanks to Jiang Yu, is no longer as peaceful as it was at the beginning. Moreover, the Blood God added fuel to the fire by talking about the outside world.

Today, Tianren City is leaderless.

Whoever seizes the divine sword will have the opportunity to break through the void and become the leader of the celestial clan.

Can those celestial races still be as united as before?

The Blood God now seems unsure of taking over Tianren City, so he simply adds fuel to the fire.

"What should we do if Tianren City is in civil strife?"

"Will Fairy Han take charge of the situation?"

"The divine sword has been corrupted by the blood spirit, and I'm afraid it no longer has the power it once had... The situation has become even more serious."

In Wanchun Court, there were also many people discussing the scene that just happened in Tianren City.

Some of them were people from the underworld, and some were dignitaries in the imperial capital, including Minister Song and the officials headed by him.

"It doesn't matter. Brother Li will take action."

Murong Xiao has become more confident in classmate Xiao Li.

His reminder brought everyone back to their senses.

Yes, Fairy Han is accompanying Young Master Li.

When the building is about to collapse and the tide is turning, what choice will he make?

"As everyone knows, Brother Li is a renowned swordsman, and his character is evident to all."

Minister Song nodded in agreement.

The officials naturally agreed.

"Indeed, Young Master Li is a model of a gentleman, upright and honest."

"With him here, we will definitely be able to resolve the crisis reasonably."

"At least you said something sensible."

Shang Wu put down the wine gourd and said proudly as a master:

"I know my beloved disciple well. Did he learn from me? Of course..."

The words are not finished yet.

In the Jiangshan Sheji Tu, Xiao Li, who received the news from the front line, stood up and looked at the senior officials of Mocheng.

He raised his arm and shouted with a firm expression:

"Cang Tian is dead, Huang Tian shall be established!"

"The Celestial Clan is unreliable, the Underground City is unreliable, we can only rely on ourselves!"

"Are you willing to join me in planning something great?"