Running at full speed, Zuo Mo's speed was astounding, even faster than flying. His strong figure dragged the golden flames behind him.
A desolate voice came from the mist. It seemed to exist for an eternity, and carried an indescribable age and power that reached people's hearts.
In that punch just now, he had just channeled shen power into his fist like usual. He hadn't expected there to be a thread of burning sun flow mixed in with the shen power.
At this time, the armored Wei came forward, raised the thick sword in his hand, and swung at the gravestone.
When the black fire entered his body, his body couldn't help but shake slightly.
The black mist flew out and entered the gravestone.
A circle of bright red light suddenly lit up on Zuo Mo's hand.
The surrounding runes constantly flew towards him, but he did not stop. His fists that were wrapped in flames smashed everything in his way to pieces!
"Are you willing?"
He was very familiar with the two. Even if the two were burned to dust, he would recognize them. The two figures on the gravestone were not clear but Zuo Mo recognized Pu Yao and Wei at a glance.
A dragon of fire howled as it leapt towards the shen glyph.
He knew that even this small chance had been obtained with everyone's lives.
The continuously growing sapling gave an opening to the burning sun flow in his roots. The burning sun flow that was raging inside Zuo Mo's body was rapidly absorbed by the shen glyph that covered his entire body and sent to Zuo Mo's brain.
He suppressed the joy inside and summoned the black fire.
There were many red triangular scripts on the armor of the two. If it was someone skilled in ancient sacrificial ceremonies, they would recognize that these triangular scripts usually meant offerings.
Zuo Mo felt the surrounding temperature quickly drop. His mind immediately became clear.
Was it … …
An extremely thin red light imperceptibly lit up in the dragon of fire.
Zuo Mo suddenly turned his head. Over there!
At this time, another shen glyph appeared in front of him.
Pu Yao stared tightly at the large sword in Wei's hand.
Boom!
Wei suddenly let out a loud shout. He raised the large sword above his head that was flowing with countless rays of light and flames, and suddenly stabbed it into the ground!
Unless a great expert could break the restraints of the gravestone and rescue them.
The power of this punch suddenly multiplied!
"Alright!" Wei did not waste words and stood next to Pu Yao.
The rain-like red light hit Zuo Mo's body. The flames around Zuo Mo suddenly shot upwards.
Crack crack crack!
A golden seedling was constantly growing.
The strong pain caused Zuo Mo to focus even more. He knew what kind of hopeless situation he was in right now. People with weak wills were probably still struggling in pain. But Zuo Mo did not give up. He thought hard in the pain, searching for even the smallest chance.
Zuo Mo suddenly saw a small ball of black fire hanging on the Sun Tree.
Zuo Mo's feet did not stop and continued to charge forward!
The threads of the sun shen glyph were like roots in the soil. They entered Zuo Mo's head. The power of the roots caused it to change.
…
Under the seedling, a tombstone stood silently.
The raindrop-like red light was swept by the Sun Divine Fire and disappeared without a trace.
At this time, Zuo Mo still had about half of the burning sun flow left in his body.
"Save us after you become stronger."
"Come!" Wei suddenly shouted. He raised the large sword in his hand.
He sprinted in the direction of the battle.
Yet Zuo Mo's gaze landed on the red ring of light on his fist.
The sun shen glyphs that had absorbed the burning sun flow seemed to lose their last restraints. They started to grow towards Zuo Mo's head!
His body that was on the verge of exploding finally calmed down. When Zuo Mo inspected his body, he was very shocked. The burning sun flow in his body had decreased by almost half.
Wei Youyao sighed with emotion, "I wonder when this kid will be able to save us? I hadn't thought that a cold-hearted person like you would sacrifice yourself to save others. Tsk tsk, I really didn't expect … … "
He turned and sprinted in the direction of the battle.
"Are you willing?"
The more he thought, the more excited Zuo Mo became. Each drop of the burning sun flow contained countless drops of sun shen fire. Even Chief Elder would not be able to endure a little.
Zuo Mo did not stop. He suddenly put his arms in front of him as he continued to run forward.
The tombstone was split in half by Wei.
Zuo Mo had not lost consciousness. He could still endure this level of pain. Even half of the burning sun flow was not something Zuo Mo could endure right now. Zuo Mo felt that his body was about to explode.
Shen power could control a small amount of the burning sun flow!
Eldest Shixiong, A Gui, Pu Yao, Wei … …
The black line of fire hit Wei's raised broadsword.
Zuo Mo's sea of consciousness was torn apart.
He did not qualify to waste it, he did not qualify to give it up!
Yet when the tears left his eyes, they turned to steam and only left behind short and faint marks on his face.
The two faced the ball of mist and stood solemnly. The voice of "Are you willing?" echoed in the sky.
Almost in an instant, Zuo Mo appeared next to the shen glyph and punched the shen glyph!
Boom!
The armor on his body was grey and lusterless.
The abundant burning sun flow in his body caused the Sun Shen Tree to grow furiously. From a seedling, it quickly matured until it was covered in little suns. At this time, it finally stopped absorbing the burning sun flow. It had reached its limit.
Two black lights suddenly flew out of the black mist and entered the two people's bodies.
After an unknown amount of time, he opened his eyes.
The grade of this shen glyph was not high to begin with. Just a little bit of the burning sun flow was enough to destroy it. Woosh, the shen glyph turned to dust.
He was like an unreasonable fire dragon that crushed everything in front of him.
Zuo Mo's eyes lit up. The burning sun flow was domineering and unstoppable. Wasn't this the best weapon?
"Come!" Pu Yao's cold voice was like a blade. The black line of fire was released from his hand.
The last two words were like thunder that echoed in their ears.
The damaged armor on Wei's body immediately became brand new. Pu Yao also had another armor on his body. The armor on Pu Yao's body looked thin and exquisite. Threads of flame came out of the armor.
When Zuo Mo saw the golden sapling, he was dumbstruck. Sun Tree, wasn't this the Sun Tree?
The tears flowed uncontrollably.
Without the absorption of the Sun Shen Tree, the temperature inside Zuo Mo's body rose again. Great pain came from all over his body.
This was the burning sun flow!
This power came from the shen glyph.
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The voice of "Are you willing?" suddenly stopped.
"Abide by my etiquette, follow my heart, fulfill my oath, are you willing?"
The two exchanged a look and said in unison, "Willing!"
The sound of cracking started from the armor on his feet and spread upwards, his calves, knees, thighs, waist … … until it reached his wrist that held the sword.
This portion of shen power was not repelled by the burning sun flow. They came from the same source and could coexist well.
Burning sun flow!
Zuo Mo seemed to be struck by lightning!
What was going on?
Yet Pu Yao and Wei seemed to ignore this sound.
Wei's armor suddenly shone brightly, and the light flowed towards the sword in his hand like flowing water.
Where were Pu Yao and Wei?
A shen glyph blocked in front of him. The sharp red light shot out like raindrops.
Joy flashed across his face. He was familiar with this black fire, the black fire on Pu Yao's body! Pu Yao had left this behind!
A ball of black mist floated in Pu Yao's left eye. There seemed to be the wails of ten thousand ghosts in the mist. Yet no matter if it was Pu Yao or Wei, they were unaffected by the endless screams.
Pu Yao said coldly, "The rent has been in arrears for too long, it has to be paid in the end."
But Zuo Mo still detected the change. Even though the pain was still enough to break down, and the feeling of being about to explode was still the same, Zuo Mo found that there was a power in his body that was in his control.
Without another word, Zuo Mo punched again just like before!
What about the sea of consciousness?
"Don't waste words, get to work," Pu Yao said coldly.
A ball of black mist slowly rose from the tombstone that had been cut open. In the roiling mist, it was possible to make out the blurry outline of a face. In this moment, a strange power covered the entire area.
Pu Yao and Wei!
Pu Yao and Wei had become sacrifices.
In this moment, hope filled his heart. He balled his fists and swore inside, I will definitely come and save you!
Endless flames were released from Pu Yao's hand. When the last flame left Pu Yao's hand, Pu Yao staggered and barely managed to steady himself. The armor on his body was dim and covered in cracks.
These words caused Zuo Mo to be overjoyed. Pu Yao did not die, Wei did not die!
Pia pia pia!
In a blink, he understood what was going on.
The tombstone shook violently. Threads of black mist floated out of the bottom of the tombstone and shrouded around Pu Yao and Wei. The tombstone slowly rose and revealed a simple sacrificial altar.
Zuo Mo quickly found the tombstone under the Sun Tree. Two figures appeared on the smooth and clean tombstone. One was completely covered in flames, the other in armor.
"That's right." Wei nodded and said, "It's not good for this boy this time. In any case, he's going to die. I feel that it's better to die there, it won't be so painful. I've always been afraid of pain. "
Boom!
Running at full speed, Zuo Mo's fighting spirit was like a burning flame. His face was determined and calm, his eyes filled with a threatening light. His fists were tightly clenched as he pressed forward.
The shen glyph suddenly sprayed out countless rays of light that hit the body of the fire dragon. However, the golden fire dragon did not collapse. It seemed to be unharmed as it smashed into the shen glyph.
The golden seedling quickly grew at a visible rate in the place where Zuo Mo's sea of consciousness had been.
He could die, but he could not let everyone's sacrifice be in vain!
Great power filled the two's bodies. Of all the sacrifices, the power that could be obtained by using oneself as a sacrifice was undoubtedly the greatest. Both of them wore gravestone armor. Because they were just souls and did not have a physical body, if they sacrificed themselves, they would be pulled into the gravestone and suppressed forever.
Or, more accurately, it came from the little suns on the Sun Shen Tree. The Sun Shen Tree occupied the place where Zuo Mo's sea of consciousness had been. The furious burning flow of the sun passed through the shen glyph that seemed to be the root of the tree, to the Sun Shen Tree, and then to the little suns.
Zuo Mo howled. The flames exploded as he charged forward.
The shen glyph immediately shattered.
The flames immediately climbed onto the large sword. In a blink, the flames covered the large sword.
These little suns could release pure sun shen power, and this portion of sun shen power seemed to be something that Zuo Mo cultivated himself. He could use it as easily as he moved his arms.
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