Chapter 709

Give you light.

There is no need to hold any bloody ceremony or perform the final sacrifice.

You want to awaken the existence of, then force him to wake up.

Shen Zhenyi sat on the crystal throne and stretched out his fingers.

There is a little green light at the top of the finger.

Floating.

Like the seeds of dandelion and the flying catkins in spring, they slowly fall into the middle of Xuanyan's eyebrows with vitality and warmth.

If you want light, give you light.

"Well -"

Xuanyan, who had been in a state of ignorance, suddenly made a painful dull hum, curled up and rolled up his eyes.

"What did you do!"

The old woman flew up and rushed to Xuanyan recklessly - no matter how much she was afraid of Shen Zhenyi, she couldn't care at this time.

The announcement was the last hope of their plan.

She may not care about his life and death, but she must care about his existence.

"Don't worry."

Shen Zhenyi didn't mean to stop him, but smiled faintly: "it's nothing more than saving your blood sacrifice and keeping the child's consciousness."

To summon gods in the next world, we can't use normal methods. We can only use blood sacrifice - even large-scale sacrifice of strangers, which can attract some attention of gods and may cast a shadow beyond thousands of worlds.

Although the Xuan family has the blood of God and man, it has been thin and withered. Sacrifice the blood of the whole family, and then resonate with the blood of the last man.

This is a long and painful process.

In this process, Xuanyan's consciousness can't resist God, and will dissipate into invisibility, which is tantamount to death.

In other words, the more painful he is, the more complete the consciousness of descending God may be.

Shen Zhenyi directly skipped the process.

He activated Xuanyan's divine blood!

The old woman knew the process of God's coming. Now she couldn't help crying out when she saw the abnormal situation of the publicity and performance.

"Heavenly eye!"

In the middle of Xuanyan's eyebrows, there is a golden diamond mark. In the center of the diamond mark, there is a crack in the skin and flesh, as if the naked eye of the fetus is about to open!

——This is the eye of heaven!

It is clearly stated in Xuanjia's Secret classics that this is the symbol of God's success!

How is this possible?

The old woman was almost stunned.

According to the original method of blood sacrifice, Xuanyan had to suffer in the purgatory pool for at least seven days and seven nights. Only when the blood finally howled and screamed could it cross the sky and be concerned by the fragments of God's consciousness. After that, the projection of God came and encroached on the body. This period of time was as dangerous, long and tragic.

Even if everything goes well, it is estimated that this blood sacrifice will take about half a month.

Half a month later, the publicity and performance of completely devoid of consciousness can be favored by the heavenly eye!

How could this man save everything in the middle as soon as he raised his hand?

Just now, when Shen Zhenyi and others stopped her, the old woman was desperate and almost afraid that the Xuanjia had planned a major event for hundreds of years to fail. But I didn't expect that in the twinkling of an eye, the goal of paying a great price and sacrifice was completed so inexplicably?

"How did you do it, young master? Who are you?"

The old woman looked in a trance.

Is this young man also a God? Otherwise, how can we understate and awaken another God?

"Abandon sword mountain villa, Shen San."

Shen Zhenyi sighed softly: "don't be too surprised. Things are not over yet. Ancient gods, blood consciousness fragments, God knows if there is reason."

Before the words fell, he heard Xuanyan roar, suddenly pulled out his feet and flew up, smashed the arch beam on his head and went straight to the sky!

The ice dragons swaying on the ground sent out chirping cheers together, and also jumped up and circled in the air to worship.

——Like a dragon grabbing a Pearl!

The old woman hurriedly followed and flew up. Looking up, she saw that Xuanyan was suspended in the air. Her face was pale and her whole body was shining like a jade. In the soft light, there was a line of fishy and fierce blood.

Ice dragons roll up and down, both joy and fear. Gong Wei is around the Xuanyan body.

The air on all sides became colder, and the sound of air freezing seemed to be heard. The buildings on the island were covered with a layer of frost in an instant, and cracks appeared in the ice layer on the lake - it was not a sign of melting, but a sharp cooling, which would crack the ice!

"Ice dragon worship, cold."

There were tears in the old woman's eyes.

"This is really..."

All the scenes are the same as the records.

This is God's coming!

The Xuan family has been planning silently for hundreds of years and paid the price of the destruction of the whole family. Now... Now it has really come true!

"Is this a God?"

Chu Huoluo and others followed Shen Zhenyi and floated slowly into the air. She looked at the publicity performance with different temperament and asked questions curiously.

There was a strong and terrible smell from the child. This is by no means the strength that the little boy could have before. Maybe this is the real God.

——Of course, Chu Huoluo is not afraid.

"It's just a small piece of consciousness."

Shen Zhenyi shook her head disapprovingly: "if God is like a towering tree, what can fall on this world is just a leaf away from the trunk."

"But..."

He looked at Xuan Yan's closed eyes: "it's enough to cause trouble. He will open his eyes later. If it's an ordinary color, or blue-green, it's OK. If it's blood red, you three will stop him together."

"What does blood red eyes represent? Is it going crazy?" Chu Huoluo guessed.

"There is not such a big natural moat between God and devil."

Shen Zhenyi's tone was flat.

"The so-called gods are creatures who are naturally able to control the origin of heaven and earth. You can understand that they are born with divine light to protect their bodies, which is comparable to the martial arts in the realm of God and man. But when it comes to mind, they are actually no different from ordinary people."

Innate strength does not mean the strength of consciousness.

After continuously expanding itself and splitting thousands of consciousness, no one can predict what God's faith and reason will look like.

If the crazy fragments of consciousness gain power, it may cause great damage in this low-level world.

Chu Huoluo, Princess long and ziningjun don't understand, but what master said can't be wrong. The three never doubt it. They stare at Xuan Yan's eyes and wait for him to open them.

The stronger the cold.

The lower the temperature.

Just when the space seemed to be frozen, Xuanyan suddenly opened his hands.

Wantian ice dragon was crushed and turned into roaring snowflakes. In an instant, it was blown away by the cold wind. The old woman wanted to open her mouth and shout, but she couldn't speak because of the force. Her throat and hair made a noise, her eyes widened, tears exchanged, and her heart was gripped by fear. She just felt that she didn't jump.

At the same time, Xuanyan opened his eyes.

In an instant.

Blood! Light! Man! God!