Stunning beauty

Night, snowflakes.

In the Confucian Camp, Zhu Zhu passed out on Li Ziye, and behind him, the huge Suzaku phantom also disappeared.

Fa Ru hurried back to the camp, and when he saw the scene in front of him, his body trembled, his eyes were full of sadness.

After all, he came back too late!

"Big Brother."

In front of the crowd, Wen Xiuru saw a worried brother on his face who had lost his mind.

When Bai Wangyu heard the call from the people around him, he looked over in a daze, and soon turned his gaze back again.

"Forget the words."

Fa Ru also noticed the abnormality of the disciple in front of him, suppressed the grief in his heart, and persuaded, "Be sorry."

"The head of Confucianism, the head of Confucianism will definitely save him."

Bai Wangyu heard Faru's voice, came back to his senses, stepped forward quickly, picked up the comatose young man on the ground, and prepared to return to Dashang immediately.

"Forget words!"

Faru's expression sank, and he shouted, "Why are you crazy, this place is thousands of miles away from the capital, and even the Confucian leader can't bring the dead back to life!"

Bai Wangyu heard the words, his expression was shocked, he hugged the young man in his arms, looked at the palm in front of him, and said sadly, "Before coming, Rushou said that Brother Li will be fine this trip, Rushou never Miscalculation, Master Zhang, there must be a way, right?"

Faru closed his eyes weakly, sighed softly, opened his eyes immediately, and said seriously, "Forget the words, accept the reality, no one can bring the dead back to life. gone."

"wrong."

At this time, Chen Qiaoer, who had been silent all this time, was startled, seemed to think of something, looked to the north, and said in a deep voice, "There is a person who once came back to life."

Around, everyone in the Confucian sect was stunned, and after a while, they were startled.

Fairy Goddess!

"Chen Jiaoxi is right. Before that, the Goddess of the Yaozu was resurrected by the Shuijing Demon Emperor. Does the Emperor of the Yaozu have the method of bringing the dead back to life?" Wen Xiuru said quickly.

"impossible."

Faru immediately vetoed it, "Although the water mirror demon emperor is strong, it can bring people back to life. Even the Confucian capital can't do it, let alone the demon emperor. The key is not in the demon emperor."

"The God of Light."

Bai Wangyu said in a concentrated voice, "It must be him!"

After saying a word, the expressions of all the people present became dignified.

Only, Mu Bai, who didn't know it, showed a puzzled look on his face, his eyes swept over the crowd, and said, "What is the God of Light?"

"I'm going to Polar Night World."

Bai Wangyu said something, and immediately hugged the boy in his arms, and walked quickly towards the polar night world.

Faru looked worried, and was about to say something when he was stopped by Chen Qiaoer beside him.

"Master, let him go."

Chen Qiaoer sighed softly, "Whether you succeed or not, you have to try once, otherwise, Xiao Wangyu will regret it for the rest of his life."

Faru's face changed when he heard the words, and after a while, he nodded and didn't say anything more.

In the extreme night world, after the great war, it was a mess. The soldiers of the human race were cleaning the battlefield and burying their dead comrades.

Holding the blood-stained boy in his arms, Bai Wangyu walked step by step into the depths of the polar night world.

In the silent polar night world, the tide of monsters has receded, and the ground is devastated.

Sealed place.

The lake was frozen, and the surroundings were empty, without any sound.

The matter of the God of Light is a secret even among the Yaozu, and very few people know about it.

In addition, the king of the monster race has set a seal here, and unless the human race's five-level practitioners come in person, no one can approach this lake.

The purpose of the Yaozu is to make the existence of the God of Light be forgotten forever by the world.

In the bitter cold wind, in the distance, Bai Wangyu, dressed in a white Confucian robe, stepped forward, half of his body was already stained red by the blood on the boy's chest.

In front of the lake, Bai Wangyu stopped, put down the boy in his arms, looked at the frozen lake in front of him, and said, "God of Light, please, save him!"

Under the frozen lake, there was no response, as if they couldn't hear it.

Bai Wangyu's expression sank, and he continued, "The goddess of the Yaozu said that Brother Li is the key to saving you. If you don't save him, no one in this world can save you!"

In the extreme night world, there was silence. For a long time, an illusory voice resounded between the heaven and the earth.

"With my current strength, I can't save him."

"How can you save him?"

Bai Wangyu said in a deep voice.

"Demon blood."

The ethereal voice responded, "Pure demon blood!"

"here has!"

Bai Wangyu bent down, found a bag made of silk from the boy in front of him, and took out all the jade bottles inside.

He knew that Brother Li had a habit of carrying the more precious things with him.

And this extreme night cold dew is the key to his sword making, and he will definitely bring it with him.

By the lake, Bai Wangyu opened all the jade vases, and suddenly, a very cloudy and cold atmosphere permeated the air. Even if they were hundreds of feet away, they could feel the astonishing chill.

Deep in the bottom of the lake, the unknown existence seemed to feel the pure breath of the demon blood, and suddenly, an astonishing coercion came out through the seal, dragging the demon blood and the two into the bottom of the lake.

A moment later, in the endless abyss, Bai Wangyu's figure descended from the sky. Ten feet away, there was a huge statue of a god, hideous and ugly.

In front of the statue, a pool of blood exudes a palpitating demonic aura. In the pool of blood, babies float up and down, crying from time to time.

When Bai Wangyu saw the scene ahead, his expression froze.

The situation here is exactly the same as Brother Li said.

Is that baby the God of Light?

"To save him, besides the demon blood, one more thing is needed."

In the abyss, the ethereal voice sounded again, saying.

"what?"

Bai Wangyu asked in a concentrated voice.

"The source of life."

The unknown existence spoke, and the voice said vicissitudes, "Life cannot be created out of thin air, only equivalent exchange, and the equivalent exchange of life is only life."

"can."

Bai Wangyu responded directly without any hesitation.

"Think clearly, to bring him back to life, at least a sixty-year life source is needed. Human life is short, and if you directly lose a six-year life source, you won't live for long."

Amidst the baby's cries, an ethereal voice echoed, reminding him.

"Think clearly."

Bai Wangyu didn't waver in the slightest, nodded and said, "Come on."

"as you wish!"

After the words fell, two holy and flawless rays of light descended from the sky and shone on the two of them at the same time.

In an instant, Bai Wangyu's body shook and trembled violently.

The source of life was stripped away, and the pain beyond the limit of the body, the corner of Bai Wangyu's mouth, blood dripped down, staining the Confucian robe on his chest red.

At the same time, in front of the blood pool, the heart of the comatose young man, which had been pierced by the Xuanfeng Demon King, quickly repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"boom!"

Ten steps away, after the source of life was pulled away, Bai Wangyu finally couldn't hold on anymore, and he knelt down weakly, his face became extremely pale.

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