Xunyang Notice

The scroll of the contract was unfolded, and the light shone on the chaotic world, representing Jing Rong of the human race, Xi Ze of the monster race, Yue Li of the ghost race, and Jiang Ning of the demon race, injecting power at the same time, and the light of the scroll gradually became brighter.

Ye Chen, Yun Shangao, Xiao Cheng, Shao Chen and other senior executives and elites in Xunyang sat around to help out, and all eyes were fixed on the reaction of the scroll.What is disappointing is that the top position representing the god has been dim, and no matter how the other four increase their output, it will not help.

Everyone looked solemn, and just when Yun Shangao was about to stop for a while, there was a crackling sound from the chaotic space, and cracks visible to the naked eye appeared.

Thunderstorms, evil spirits, and hellfire, even with the protection of the magic circle, everyone in the circle was still gasped in shock.

"The way of heaven..." Yun Shangao, the director of Bureau 61 with the highest qualifications in Xunyang, has never seen such a scene, and he was filled with despair for a moment, "The way of heaven destroys the world..."

Just when everyone was shocked by everything in front of them, the magic circle had already resisted two waves of attacks, and it was crumbling.

"What a powerful force." Xi Ze frowned, and his gaze skipped over everyone.

"A quarter of an hour at most." Yueli responded quickly.

"What should I do?" Cold sweat came from the corner of Jing Rong's forehead. The situation was not so severe before, but now the space has collapsed. If the contract cannot be completed, what will happen to the human race?

The fire of karma came overwhelming, and was suppressed by Yueli with a strong evil spirit, "I have a way to try."

"What way?" Almost everyone cast their gazes over.

"There is a part of the emperor's soul in the contract scroll..." Yue Li didn't finish her sentence.

"Using the soul as a guide..." Jing Rong immediately understood Yueli's thoughts.

Is this a sacrifice to the emperor?

"No!" Jiang Ning was the first to object, and his voice changed.

Everyone was silent, and it was worth paying any price for a successful contract, but when they were not fully sure, they could not lose the Emperor.

"Xiao Ning..." Jing Rong looked very calm, this was his responsibility, a fate he had accepted a few years ago, but after Jiang Ning appeared, he had hoped...

"I know..." Jiang Ning's eye circles are getting red, Jing Rong will not watch the disaster happen, even if they have the ability to survive in the apocalypse, they will not choose to be alone, and will definitely do their best, even if their souls are scattered.

Jiang Ning looked up at the sky, his side face was serious and tense that no one had ever seen before, "Although you are the emperor, your soul is not as strong as mine..."

When Jing Rong realized what he was going to do, he was unable to stop him, and he only had time to reach out to catch Jiang Ning's fallen body.

"Jiang Ning..." No one expected him to move so fast, it seemed that he had simulated this process countless times in his heart, and Jing Rong felt his heart ache.

"Nonsense!" Yun Shangao was horrified by this shocking change, the soul in the scroll belonged to Jing Rong, who knew what Jiang Ning's actions would bring?

The demon master's soul left the body, and the powerful demon energy almost broke the magic circle from the inside, but it was only for a moment, the contract scroll shone with dazzling light, and suddenly stretched out, resisting the danger from the outside, and everyone was firmly protected in the circle. Within the circle.

"Jiang Xiaoning..." Jiao Yang saw Jiang Ning fall to the ground in the chaotic scene, choked up and cried.

"Don't cry..." Yueli took a deep look at Jiao Yang, then smiled lightly, "I don't have any other demands... Take care of yourself."

Yueli turned around and threw herself into the scroll, Jing Rong's speed was no slower than him, carrying the purple air symbolizing the luck of the human race, it turned into a stream of smoke.

"It's a shame, it's my life!" Xi Ze mumbled after him.

The space crack has no tendency to continue to spread, and the thunderstorm has temporarily stopped, but the contract has not been successful...

"How are they?"

"If the disaster doesn't continue, can it be considered a success?"

"They...at the price of burning their souls, they won't last long..."

Jiao Yang looked up at the light emanating from the scroll, and the helplessness he felt when he first entered the ancient tomb and saw his brother, Jing Rong, and Jiang Ning might be in danger reappeared.

Thousands of pains were condensed in his heart, tears kept falling, and his vision should have been blurred, but Jiao Yang suddenly found that there seemed to be a pair of eyes in the scroll.Those are a pair of eyes that perfectly blend vicissitudes, wisdom, kindness, and fierceness...

"Grandpa..." Jiao Yang was in a trance, was that his grandpa?or it could be……

"Master?" The mirror mage, who was chanting scriptures cross-legged, seemed to have sensed it, and suddenly opened his eyes and cast his gaze over there.

At the same time, several heavenly punishments fell at the same time, and they were about to fall on the scroll in the blink of an eye.

"Amitabha..." The sound of the Buddha's cry shook the heaven and the earth, and the golden light of Master Mirror's body shot straight to the nine heavens, blocking the thunder disaster.

Blood was scattered all over the sky, the mirror mage's body was damaged, and his soul was plunged into the scroll at the same time.

"Stupid child..." A gentle voice came into the ears of the mirror mage, "You feel that you are ordinary and insignificant, but what you are doing is not what God does for the world?"

"Success!" A word came through time and space, and the complicated golden runes scattered from the scroll to the sky and the earth, repairing the space like the best wound medicine, and everyone was shocked by the magnificent scene in the sky.

The fire of karma was extinguished, the sinister wind returned to the ground, and the dense dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, revealing the original blue sky.

"Come back, come back..." The disaster has passed, and everyone began to look forward to Jing Rong's return.

Living up to expectations, Jing Rong's soul merged into his body with a purple-gold streamer, and his eyes opened again with radiance, obviously he brought back part of the soul in the scroll.

"Jing Rong..." Ye Chen never thought that he would have a day full of tears. This is his grandson...

Jiang Ning regained his sanity in Jing Rong's arms. He was restrained by the powerful rules of heaven and earth, and the demon energy that had erupted was suppressed to the lowest level.

"We succeeded..." Joy filled his chest, and Jiang Ning hugged Jingrong tightly in an imageless manner.

Xi Ze, who also felt the strengthening of the restraint, did not react much. The old monster who lived for a thousand years said that he had seen everything, although it was not very pleasant.

The most unexpected thing is Yueli. Following the successful renewal of the contract, the Heavenly Dao sent down five merits at the same time, and the crime of killing on Lord Ghost King was washed away by the merits, and unexpectedly... was not arrested and returned to Yecheng!

Jing Rong, Jiang Ning, and Xi Ze looked at Jiao Yang at the same time, Jiao Yang was still touched by the safe return of everyone, and suddenly faced with such a result...

"Jiao Yang..." Yueli's complicated expression flashed away, and she blinked to Jiao Yang's side.

Jiao Yang took a step back subconsciously, and Yueli grabbed his wrist tightly, "It's too late..." Without the restraint of Yecheng, Jiao Yang could no longer escape.

Yueli's mood fluctuated, her hands lost weight, Jiao Yang frowned, "It hurts..."

Seeing this scene, Jiang Ning jumped up and was about to kill him, but was held down by Jing Rong beside him, "Look again..."

Hearing Jiao Yang's cry of pain, Yueli quickly lowered her strength, lowered her eyes to check if there was any mark on her thin white wrist, "...I'm sorry."

The mirror mage did not return, and everyone seemed to have forgotten such a person.

When the sun broke through the clouds, the young elites of Xunyang cheered in unison.

Xi Ze stood silently on a high place, seeing a green robe go away...

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