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

The originally magnificent Sky City fell into a haze shrouded in blood, leaving only a vague outline. Lines of blood fell from the sky. They were traces of blood from the great terror, dyeing the entire sky red.

In the center of the sky, a red and yellow crack was slowly opening.

Be it the Celestial Clan or the warriors of the Underground City, none of them could see clearly what was happening in the blood clouds rolling in the sky. They only knew that from time to time, there was a flash of cold moonlight, a fighting spirit rising into the sky, and then an even heavier blood rain fell.

"This blood rain is wrong!"

Dong Geyu suddenly shuddered.

She felt a chill rising in her body. The evil and powerful energy filled her whole body. Her body quickly grew taller and two horns grew on her head.

And suddenly I wanted to eat grass.

“I…became…”

Dong Geyu took out a mirror from his arms and said in shock:

"Minotaur!?"

She is not an exception. Ghostwriters are gradually turning into demons.

The only people who remained unchanged in the field were the Celestial Clan, their aura just became a little weaker.

This means that the warriors in the underground city and the mortals in the human city will probably turn into demons as long as they are stained by the blood rain!

"Aren't you relying on all living beings?"

The Blood God's voice rang out from the void, his tone filled with anger and sarcasm:

"Now, all living beings have been reborn into demons by my blood. Where does your power over all living beings come from?"

"Since you don't want to leave with me, then perish with this place..."

His voice faded slowly.

It seemed that before leaving, he looked at Ying Bing deeply.

The Blood God stopped talking, but the blood cloud and the cracks in it remained.

"Why is the crack still expanding without the support of the remaining body?"

Li Mo knew that the Blood God had gone into the rift and would be even more terrifying when he came again.

But he couldn't figure out what kind of power was stronger than the Blood God and could tear the Sky Phoenix Realm apart.

He wanted to ask Bingtuozi, but Bingtuozi didn't say anything and just stared at the sun in the sky.

The sun looked strange and weird in the hazy blood cloud.

The obscure light in Li Mo's eyes flashed away.

Yes.

Someone wanted to trap Bingtuozi in the Tianhuang Territory, but because of his appearance, the other party's plan failed.

By now.

The other party chose a more ruthless means...

It is obvious that the Blood God and the other party are in a hostile relationship.

But when facing Bingtuozi, they made the same choice tacitly.

Destroy the Tianhuang Territory and everything in it!

Ying Bing looked at Li Mo and said softly:

"you...."

"You said Bingtuozi doesn't lie to childish people."

“…”

Ying Bing pursed her lips, trying to remain calm and tell him that she would not trick him.

But when I met his burning gaze, I knew that all those excuses were meaningless.

"But your will, soul, and strength are all exhausted, and the power of all living beings has been depleted. Staying here will be of no help..."

"It doesn't matter. I still have a way."

"what?"

"Fighting King Secret Art."

"Stop it." Ying Bing was unusually anxious and reached out to pinch his waist, but he took her hand and pulled her into his arms instead.

She was stunned for a moment, but did not struggle to break free.

"Bingtuozi, pull out that fire stick and project the small world into the outside world. Is that possible?"

"It's feasible, but the Tianhuang Realm isn't a real world like the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. But you haven't reached the inner realm yet..."

Ying Bing lowered his head and said quietly:

"You won't be able to bear it."

"What will happen?"

"Your inner vision will collapse, your body will be annihilated, and your mind and soul will dissipate. The best outcome is that you will lose all your strength and become weaker than before you practiced martial arts. You will never be able to practice martial arts again. The worst outcome..."

Ying Bing closed her eyes, unwilling to continue.

"That's good." Li Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

Ying Bingqing's expression was cold and no longer conflicted. She had always seemed a little dull, and now with her dazed look, she looked adorable, as if she had lost her soul.

It is recommended that you refer to this expression for the Bingtuozi version of the big-headed doll.

"As long as we can still get married."

Ying Bing only heard relief in his tone, and he felt himself being hugged even tighter.

It was so tight against his chest that he could hear the beating of his heart through the wall.

After a while, she looked up:

"understood."

She left, bringing Tianhuang Territory with her into the indissoluble blood cloud.

Li Mo looked at the pure figure as it left wrapped in the moon. He raised his hand and touched his heart, where there was a faint fragrance and a trace of moisture.

It is reasonable to add a few drops of water after the ice melts...

He took a long breath and said to the people below:

"Everyone, come in."

The people of Mo City were also affected by the blood rain and transformed into demons, but the martial arts they practiced were derived from demons.

So not only did they not lose their minds, but they became stronger.

The faces of the Celestials turned pale. Now they realized that it was meaningless to fight for the throne.

The increasingly strong evil aura within the cracks made them lose the courage to fight back.

"This world is about to fall. When the nest is overturned, the eggs will be destroyed. I don't know what the outcome will be, but it will definitely be worse than it is now."

Li Mo's eyes scanned the map:

"Time is running out. Leave the Blood God to me. I'll leave the rest of the burden to you all."

"What do we need to do?"

Po Jun spoke on behalf of the Celestial Clan, saying that they had no way to retreat. Even Li Mo, an outsider, stayed, let alone them.

Mo Cheng’s ghostwriter...well, not to mention the demons.

"The Celestial Clan will go to various places within the Tianren City and use your innate power to maintain Tianren City so that it will not fall apart in a short period of time."

"Everyone in Mo City, go to the place where the blood rain fell and do your old business."

"By the way, you must wear the insignia of the ghostwriter to distinguish yourself from the real demons."

The short meeting ended and everyone went to where they were supposed to go in groups.

If we don't act quickly, with the passage of time and the rise of new things, this map may soon lose its landmark significance.

The existence in the rift will also return...

After everyone left, the world became much quieter.

It was a doomsday scene, yet there was a strange silence.

Li Mo sat there and adjusted his breathing, trying to gain every minute possible to recover his strength.

After a while.

He vaguely sensed a slight fluctuation above his head, and silently pulled out the fire stick that had been stuck in place for a long time from his small world.

the strange thing is.

There was no resistance this time, and it seemed as if it had been waiting for a long time.