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With the strength of her ancestral witch, such a phenomenon happened, which shows how hard she worked just now!

"Why?" Xuanming was puzzled, puzzled, desperate, hissed loudly, and shouted unwillingly: "Why!"

Obviously they have already seen hope, why is it so?

Chapter 387 Bloodline Sacrifice

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Why, as long as she takes away this artifact, she will have the strength comparable to a saint, and she will be able to rescue Gong Gong, Zhu Rong, and Hou Tu.

But, she couldn't hold it!

[By the way, let me warn you, although those guys have fallen, their things are not so easy to touch, so please yourself! 】

In desperation, what the mysterious old man said suddenly appeared in his mind.

Xuan Ming gave a bitter smile in despair: "Sure enough, artifacts are really not that easy to get!"

The old man's words came true. Although the gods have fallen, their artifacts are indeed difficult to hold, not only difficult to hold, but impossible to hold at all!

"How lucky are you?"

Xuanming lowered his head to look at his palm, and then at the ice stick that was motionless in front of him: "Could it be that something unexpected will happen?"

She doesn't care, it's already like this, how bad can it be?

Then, she just looked at her palm like this, and countless fine ice cubes appeared on her body, and soon, unconsciously, she turned into a humanoid ice sculpture.

"Hey!" Duobao sighed, "I know!"

The battle of extreme ice, or take it away, or have to bear the counterattack of the battle of extreme ice.

That is a saint-level artifact, how can a quasi-holy-level ancestor witch like Xuan Ming be able to resist it?

Before she could even react, she was frozen by the stick of extreme ice!

"Daddy." Xiaohong called anxiously.

She had already placed Qiu Shengxue's hope of becoming a living being again on Xuan Ming, but now, seeing Xuan Ming being frozen, she immediately became anxious.

If Xuanming continues like this, how will Qiu Shengxue become a living being?

If it weren't for Duobao being beside her, she wouldn't even be able to help herself.

"Don't worry, don't worry." Duo Bao said with a smile, and then pointed at Xuan Ming.

Xuan Ming was looking at his palm, when suddenly, his consciousness flew out and came to an inexplicable space.

The space is pitch-black, with no light or everything else, but a familiar old man in front of him can see clearly.

Frowning and full of vicissitudes, he was standing in front of her, shaking his head slightly.

"Hey~"

Xuan Ming heard a sigh, was stunned for a moment, and reacted: "Senior?"

"Why are you here?"

"I..."

Xuan Ming was a little nervous, she really didn't know what to say in the face of this old man who didn't know the depth, and even as time passed, the more he knew, the more terrifying he felt.

Just by appearing in front of her without saying anything, she subconsciously raised her vigilance and became cautious.

"Aren't you..." After a long while, Xuan Ming said again, just as the words came out, he suddenly realized something, looked around, and then looked down at himself.

The illusory figure was so weak that it seemed that any gust of wind would blow him away.

This is no longer the cemetery of the gods, Xuanming can be sure, but where is it?

Why is she here?

What does the appearance of the mysterious old man mean?

"I warned you." Duobao said softly.

He had specifically reminded him before, and thought that with his reminder, Xuan Ming would be more vigilant and careful.

No matter how urgent it is, no matter how urgent it is, it will be done after careful observation!

Although this may not be able to change her ending, at least it will be better!

But he didn't expect that Xuan Ming was really too anxious, and he didn't listen to his words at all, so he rushed to do it so eagerly, and then he was frozen by the battle of extreme ice.

"Warning?"

Xuan Ming was puzzled, then suddenly woke up, and a sentence appeared in his mind: "Seek more blessings?"

After staying for a moment, Xuanming's eyes showed bitterness, she thought, she seemed to finally understand the meaning of this sentence.

"Senior, am I dead now?" Xuan Ming asked bitterly.

Is it because of rashness?

Is it because I didn't pull out that artifact?

Was it caused by that artifact?

When?

Xuan Ming had countless questions in his mind, but none of them were important.

"No, you're just frozen." Duobao shook his head.

Xuan Ming: "..."

Frozen?

Why didn't she feel it at all, anyway, she was considered the God of Xuanming, she didn't notice at all... was sealed?

Oh, yes, compared to the other party, she really seems to be nothing!

"Senior, are you showing up this time?" Xuan Ming cautiously asked with his last hope.

"In the cemetery of the gods, the dead are buried, and those who want to stay here are those who want to die."

Duobao looked at Xuanming, and said calmly: "Before you wanted to die, so you met the conditions, and I will not stop you."

"But now, if you don't want to die, you don't meet the conditions. This place is not suitable for you."

"I'll give you one last chance, I'll save you, and you leave."

Xuan Ming was excited for a moment, then calmed down again: "Leave?"

can she leave

This is her last hope. If she leaves, can she come back again?

If you can't come back, if you can't get the artifact, if you can't save the little sister, Zhu Rong, Gonggong, what's the use of leaving?

Instead of going back and looking at the divided Wu clan and the awkward brothers, she felt that she might as well die here.

Thinking about it this way, the mood suddenly changed again.

"Yo..." Duobao smiled, and looked at Xuanming: "What? Don't want to live anymore?"

Xuanming thought everything through, so he was not so afraid, and said with a wry smile: "If I don't get the artifact, I won't have the strength to do what I want to do."

"If this is really the only way to go, then I might as well die here!"

As she said that, she suddenly bowed to Duobao, and said respectfully: "If you leave, you won't leave, and I'll trouble you, senior."

Duobao asked, "How?"

"Senior, please dig a hole for this junior, and I will be buried here."

"Didn't the senior say that the dead and those who want to die are accommodated here. Now that the junior doesn't want to live, the conditions are also met."

"So, trouble seniors!"

Xuan Ming calmed down, it was the first time he was so relaxed after entering here.

"It's really stubborn!"

Duobao seems to be sighing, as if admiring: "There are not many people like you."

"But do you really want to die that much?"

Xuan Ming said lightly, "Who wants to die?"

"If you can live well, who wants to die?"

"only..."

Duobao asked, "Just what?"

"It's just that if life is uncomfortable, it's better to die."

Duobao shook his head lightly, and looked at Xuanming: "You are not even afraid of death, but are you afraid of living?"

This seems to be the norm, and in his view now, it seems not surprising.

I remember a TV series I watched in my previous life, in which a small character said a word.

Only those who live comfortably can want to live forever, and the big men want to live forever, because they live comfortably!

But the little people are different, the common people who work hard, pay attention to, if this life is over, it will be over, what do you do with such a long life?

Live and suffer?

The principle is indeed the same.

Thinking about it, Duobao didn't intend to say any more, and turned around and said, "What if I give you a way to take away the artifact?"

Xuan Ming jumped up immediately, his originally indifferent and relaxed attitude suddenly changed.

Pfft!

She knelt down again, and it seemed that she had knelt a lot during this time.

"Pray for the elders to give me the law!"

Xuan Ming said respectfully.

"It's changing pretty fast!"

Duobao chuckled, turned and disappeared.

Xuan Ming anxiously shouted: "Senior!"

Before he could finish his sentence, Xuan Ming realized that he had returned to the cemetery of the gods, and then some information appeared in his mind.

"Blood sacrifice?"

After sorting out the information in his mind, Xuan Ming froze for a moment, looked at the Battle of Extreme Ice ahead, hesitant.

There is no doubt that the message in his mind is exactly what the mysterious old man sent.

With her mysterious and unpredictable strength, she is not surprised at all to be able to do this.

It's just that she is hesitating, is she really going to do this?

Is this really the only way to get the Battle of Extreme Ice?

"What will you do?"

Duobao disappeared again, and together with Xiaohong, looked at Xuanming.

The method of bloodline sacrifice is to use one's own bloodline as a sacrifice to sacrifice to the gods, get feedback from the gods, and form a virtual godhead. In this way, the artifact can naturally be taken away.

However, in this way, because of the method of bloodline sacrifice, Xuanming is no longer an ancestor witch. Of course, the most fundamental bloodline will not change.

Ancestral witches are ancestral witches. Without the blood of the witch clan, they themselves would not exist. Their true spirits, the core of everything, are in the blood.

The method of bloodline sacrifice is only to sacrifice the bloodline on the surface, the bloodline shown externally. In the eyes of outsiders and even themselves, they are no longer ancestor witches.

But in fact, they still have the blood of the witch clan. Of course, they will not know this!

Therefore, when making such a decision, it is naturally not easy.

"Do!"

Unexpectedly, Xuan Ming quickly made a decision, a firm look flashed in his eyes, and according to the method in his mind, he stretched out his hand and stroked his wrist, and suddenly a wound appeared, and bright red blood flowed.