[Yunhuan BG Mirror Series Fans] Imperial Capital

It's exactly the same as before!

The person in front of her was once a unique and perfect creation of the heavens, her appearance could almost compete with the sun and the moon.However, at this moment, such an astonishing beauty seems to be disappearing bit by bit.

He suddenly understood her choice: Such a proud person would not want others to see the embarrassment and ferocity of the doomsday struggle, so he would rather choose to go overseas and die alone.

"Mingjue, please help me." Ya Ran raised his hand, pressed it on his heart, and murmured, "You know, I have made too many mistakes in this life. Haiguo can have today, tens of thousands of children The people were enslaved by the Kongsang and the Ice Tribe one after another, and they were displaced on the entire Yunhuang Continent, unable to return to their homeland for thousands of years..." She choked with sobs, and crystal tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, which sank into the silk gauze between the beds and condensed into small pieces. Pearl.

"Yes, I understand what you mean..." Ming Jue stared at the pale, weak and bruised princess in front of him, and sighed: "But, princess, have you forgotten that in this world, you are still loved, and there is someone who loves you?" people, and the beauty that we will eventually return to Biluohai can look forward to..."

The pale and slender woman who was like a silhouette fell silent for a moment.It is impossible to respond to being loved, and it is impossible to be loved. Her destination should be this vast sea.Her hands, directly or indirectly, have been stained with the blood of too many people.The Ice Tribe, Kongsang, and people from the same clan...

In the reincarnation of the heavens, the fate cannot be determined by relying on the astrolabe, nor can the fixed number be changed by changing the trajectory of the stars by one's own power.If we say what the most accurate fate in this world is, it is cause and effect.

Whether it is the cause 7000 years ago or the cause 20 years ago, everything ends after the beginning.

"So Mingjue, you will help me realize this long-cherished wish, won't you?" Ya Ran smiled silently, and looked at the current priest with some meaningful eyes, "And you will not tell the contemporary Neptune, As a priest, he should be the closest and most trusted person of the king. Although my elder brother has passed away many years ago, I must fulfill his last wish."

Ming Jue closed his eyes, and the gentle smile of the previous Sea Emperor seemed to reappear in his mind, so kind, but with a distance that he could never touch in his eternal life.

The bluish radiance in the hall suddenly became brighter and brighter, illuminating the sky above the mourning tower.The deep angry sea in the distance, the waves are monstrous.Surging, galloping, whistling, as if to swallow up all the darkness and evil in this world.

Life is like fire in the wind, when the fire goes out, it is time for her to leave.Ya Ran's eyes shone brightly, and she walked up the stone steps step by step, as if going to a grand banquet.

On the golden couch, on the top of the curtain, there is a magic staff made of black ice suspended, faintly exuding spiritual power, but that power seems to be sealed by something, suppressed and restrained.

The blue and moist hair spread out like a waterfall, covering almost half of her~~.The woman folded her hands on ~~, looking at the staff above her head, without the slightest fear of what was about to happen next.

"Let's get started," she said softly.

The priest in white stood at the bottom of the steps, his originally flat arms slowly closed, forming a handprint on his chest.Immediately, the scepter spun at a constant speed, and the spiritual power originally hidden inside was released strongly.It moved down slowly, and stopped at the position of the woman~~inches, and did not fall again.

The psychic priest, as a powerful sorcerer above Yunhuang, through the environment controlled by the spell, he can perceive that the location of the scepter has just suffered a fatal penetrating injury not long ago.

The woman on the couch felt the priest's hesitation, and before she could ask why she didn't continue, the white-clothed priest under the steps spoke first: "Princess, your body is seriously injured, and you can no longer bear such a strong injury. gone."

The woman on the couch also seemed to have paused slightly.With her beautiful eyes closed, she felt the thoughts of another soul in her body, maybe she was discussing, maybe she was asking for her opinion.

Not long after, the woman on the couch said softly, "Go ahead."

The hands of the white-clothed priest controlling the strength trembled imperceptibly, and the scepter was slowly rotating and bouncing up and down when it was about to fall.

"Priest, please don't forget your promise." The voice was clearly transmitted to his ears like the wind blowing ice floe.

"Yes, princess..."

Ming Jue spread out his palm, looking at the sharp ~ ~ piercing ~ ~ thin and slender ~ ~ of the scepter.

The woman's beautiful eyebrows frowned, and a bead of sweat twisted by pain slipped down her pale and beautiful face.The ten fingers were slowly tightened imperceptibly, and she secretly bit her lower lip without making a sound. ~~In an instant~~ At the same time, she endured the pain and breathed slightly.

Ming Jue's hand, which was sealed with the magic seal, visibly trembled, and the magic staff couldn't push forward any more.At some point, the voice was choked with sobs: "Princess..."

"Don't stop..." Her voice was already very weak, as if she might lose her still clear consciousness at any time.

Where there is blood and water, the Sea Emperor is omnipotent.But she doesn't have that kind of power, so she can only use forbidden techniques to transfer the power that has been preserved for 7000 years to herself.

The name of the forbidden technique is "Sacrifice to the Sea", and none of the priests has ever used it.But now, what kind of force forced him to use such a forbidden technique.

Sacrifice to the sea

The pitch-black sea became furious amidst the murmured prayers. Countless giant waves as high as hills moved back and forth on the black sea surface, colliding with each other, making a huge roar, splashing water covering the sky, and the angry waves Echoes between heaven and earth.

"All the gods in the heaven and the earth, the sun, the moon and the stars in the nine heavens, please listen to the call of this sea!

"Now I offer you the most noble blood, in exchange for your protection!

"Please give us strength and listen to our wishes!"

Standing at the top of the mourning tower, the priest in white stretched out his hands towards the sky, and blessed him day and night with a certain ancient tone, summoning all the power in the world. The seven days and nights of sleepless nights had already made his eyes blood red and terrifying. The hair danced furiously in the wind——as the ceremony progressed, the sea became angry under his call, surged violently, and made a trembling sound.

Seven thousand years ago, his predecessor used the same grand ceremony to pay the price of his life, praying to the gods in the nine heavens, so that the power of the Sea Emperor could be preserved after the country was destroyed.

Unexpectedly, 7000 years later, he would perform such a spell for the second time!

The dark tower room was filled with the smell of blood, and the crimson blood was smeared on the ground, drawing a strange symbol.And at the center of the blood spell, more blood is spreading.Like snakes that meandered and crawled in all directions, urged by the priest’s chants at the top of the tower, they seeped out from the windows on all sides of the tower, as if they were alive, and crawled into the sea silently, blending with the raging tide. as one.

And at the center of that spell, a man lay quietly, his face pale.Her limbs were all nailed to the obsidian ground, the golden spikes pierced through the limbs, and blood gushed out of them slowly, endlessly.

In the middle of the chest, nailed the sharp staff of the priest.The staff pierced straight down from the shark's heart!

"Please accept the most noble blood sacrifice... All the gods between heaven and earth, please eat blood, and then listen to our wishes!"

The blood spread endlessly from the black tower, like vines covering the tall tower that stood here in ancient times, and then melted into the sea——the power of the blood seemed to soak the entire sea, making the raging sea even more intense. manic.

This was the last battlefield of Emperor Xingzun's expedition to the sea kingdom before the ages. Thousands of mermen died here, and the entire sea was once turned blood red.And after Emperor Xing Zun completely destroyed the sea country, and plundered countless wealth and slaves, this place became a dead sea, and there was no trace of human beings.

In the ocean of blood, countless angry souls are wandering, whistling and shouting after a thousand years.

The priest stood on the top of the tower and prayed to the sky, his voice gradually became sharper.

As if answering his prayer, the sea began to boil, and the black waves were getting higher and higher, like hills moving and colliding rapidly on the sea, making terrifying roars.Looking under the cold moon, it seems that there are countless huge strange hands running back and forth on the endless sea, roaring towards the sky.

As the prayer progressed, those huge black waves became more and more violent, as if giant hands protruded from the sea, slapping towards the sky recklessly!

"Princess..." In the dark tower room, the priest looked down at the person in the center of the curse, and slowly knelt down beside her, his voice trembling, "It's been nine days since No.40...do we really want to continue? "

The man in the darkness opened his eyes and looked at him.There was a cold and decisive light in those beautiful green eyes, which made him involuntarily lower his head and dare not look at each other—this terrible sea sacrifice spell has been performed up to now, and it has consumed most of the blood in her body. It exhausted her body to the limit. Although her face was still beautiful, her body had already become an empty shell.Those eyes still retain the demeanor of astonishing the world.

"Continue." Ya Ran's voice was dry and hoarse, and then he closed his eyes.

Ming Jue trembled, but he didn't dare to disobey in the end, he slowly put his hand on the magic staff that was pierced into the princess's heart, and chanted a spell——then, his wrist snapped, and the sharp staff stabbed down again. Scored three points.

New blood gushed out from his chest, and the piercing pain made the man's beautiful eyebrows frowned.

However, there has never been a sentence~~ issued.Ming Jue looked at the spell