Chapter 1752: The Sky Rift Valley stretches across Central and South China, and you can reach immortality in one step with a sword

"Brother Xiao Shou, there is only one last step left before sword success... blood sacrifice!"

As the black rainbow penetrated the sun, Cao Erzhu stopped his surging emotions and roared with all his strength in mid-air.

Hide the bitterness!

Of course Xu Xiaoshou knew that what was coming was hidden suffering.

He also knew that Cao Erzhu actually finished it a few days earlier than him.

And with the sealing stone holding the Sword Spirit of Hidden Bitterness down until now, what he is waiting for is this wave of blood sacrifice when the swords are crossed.

only……

"What kind of blood sacrifice?"

Xu Xiaoshou didn't know anything about building utensils.

But knowing a little bit about it obviously doesn't allow him to have the best judgment on Er Zhu's words at this moment.

Body blood, spiritual blood?

Or fingertip blood or palm blood from other designated areas?

There are many kinds of blood, and of course there are many kinds of blood sacrifices. Xu Xiaoshou couldn't tell which ones were good and which ones were bad.

In response, Cao Erzhu shook his head slightly:

"Jian, I will tell you."

嘤——

The sword is here!

Zangku, who flew against the sky, cut through the sky, and drew a black rainbow, galloped outside the sky for a while, and after having fun, he suddenly remembered something important.

The hilt of the sword twirled.

The tip of the sword turned upside down.

Zangku, carrying the fierce firelight, rushed rapidly from under the sky.

"Boom boom boom..."

The void resounded with bursts of explosions.

It seemed that what was stabbing at the extremely fast speed was not a sword, but a huge meteorite.

"Wait a minute, why does this scene look familiar?"

Xu Xiaoshou was in a trance for a moment, as if he had seen the scene when he first realized the "Reverse Sword Style" in the Ling Palace.

At that time, he was fighting against Ivy, and Tibetan Ku had inherent spirituality, but his spirituality was not high. At the end of the day, he had a flash of inspiration. He threw the sword far away, and Hidden Ku channeled spirits. He connected with the person holding the sword and understood his thoughts.

When Xu Xiao was under control, Zang Ku's sword came from the sky and struck against the sword, stabbing the Qing Ivy to the core.

That was the first time I had a sword channeling, and it was also the first time I felt the true self-awareness of Tibetan suffering.

Later, while practicing at night, Xu Xiaoshou realized it.

It seems that it is not the reverse sword style that has been cultivated, but the characteristic of hiding suffering, and it is the master of bite - the sword does not seem to pierce the ivy, but rushes towards itself!

"The Devourer?"

The cause of the past is the result of today!

Xu Xiaoshou never imagined that when he succeeded in breaking the sword, he would still be obsessed with his wishful thinking of devouring the Lord.

"The traitor!"

"Reverse Sword!"

"How dare you?"

He grabs the sword in the void, hiding the pain and not obeying his orders at all.

Xu Xiaoshou was furious and yelled, but he refused to give up and stabbed himself in the chest.

It's so fast!

It is faster than the speed of sound and breaks through time and space.

One moment it was far away in the horizon, and suddenly in the blink of an eye it was right in front of my chest.

Even so, Xu Xiaoshou's reaction speed was not as fast as that of the Spirit Palace. Although he was taken aback, he could still avoid it if he wanted to.

But……

"Blood sacrifice?"

At that moment when the pain comes roaring.

Only then did Xu Xiaoshou understand its usual habit of eating urine and what it wanted to get.

"Use my hard work and blood sacrifice to hide suffering?"

…

"嘤——"

A sharp howl.

The picture in the preaching mirror shook.

Everyone in the five regions could see that Master Shou suddenly changed from a state of alert to a state of embrace.

But it’s so unbecoming of a person to hide suffering!

It didn't even hesitate for a moment, and with lightning speed, it stabbed Master Shou in the chest...

"heart!"

Drunk roared in the wind, his eyes full of disbelief.

Zangku pierced Master Shou's heart with such force that he stumbled back half a step.

——Half-Saint Pei Yuan, he didn’t let Master Shou take a step back until he died!

"What's going on?"

"Blood sacrifice, is this a blood sacrifice method?"

"Isn't it the blood from the fingertips, sprinkled on the sword body, calling for spirituality, and concluding a contract?"

"This blood sacrifice is too, too, too..."

So original!

Too cruel!

It’s too taxing for the sword wielder!

I was so drunk in the wind that I was speechless for a moment.

Ancient sword cultivators are inherently fragile, only Master Shou is the exception.

If everyone sacrifices blood like this, it will make things even worse for the Ancient Sword Cultivators, who already have a declining population.

But their method of blood sacrifice...

"It seems to have a miraculous effect?"

The picture of the preaching mirror is magnified, and the hidden bitterness can actually pierce the body of Master Shou. This is the most terrifying thing.

In the end, the sword was not affected by Shouye's strength. After piercing the heart, the tip of the sword on the back was still twisting wildly in excitement.

It was like an old wolf that had coveted the delicious lamb for many years and finally succeeded, drinking blood and howling wildly.

"Gurgling..."

"Gurgling..."

Very clear, very translucent sound of thirst for blood.

Feng Zhongzui found the right angle and could clearly see that the blood from Master Shou's heart was pouring into the body of the Zangku sword in large waves.

"Really drinking blood!"

This is too exaggerated. Is Zangku a hippopotamus? I am afraid that no one in the ancient sword cultivating world except Shou Ye can provide such a drinking water amount.

Shou Ye’s secret formation of life, start early.

Not only did his face not look weak at all, but it became more rosy as the blood flowed away and the sword power fed back into his body became stronger.

"Jian Nian!"

Feng Zhongzui observed keenly.

When the blood is gone, there is a faint silvery luster, which is the sword thought.

Mengye’s sword-watching skills, the transformation after hiding in the first level of suffering...

Accepting the name of master, hiding the name of suffering...
To be continued...