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The final moment of the ceremony was often the most important.

Jing Yunxiao was well versed in the way things were, so he knew when to make a move was most advantageous to him, but most disadvantageous to Zhuge Ao.

After all, for Jing Yunxiao, he did not just want to deal with Zhuge Ao. What he wanted was the corpse of the Lord of Desolation, if he could absorb and refine it, the effects he could bring about would be somewhat exciting.

It was only when the Lord of Barren was about to be sacrificed and about to survive that his body would release a huge force of desolation and absorb the refined effects.

Time trickled by, and soon, it was no longer there.

The blood in Zhuge Muxia's body continuously seeped into the pillar of blood. Her entire face first turned a little pale white, then became bloodlessly pale. The sacrificial process was also progressing smoothly.

In the process of the sacrifice, the corpse inside the crystal coffin slowly became alive, as if it was coming to life.

Jing Yunxiao stood guard at the side the entire time, quietly observing the timing.

"Stinky brat, I'm very curious, you're just a punk in a corner like the Hundred Warring State, but you seem to know a lot, as if you have seen many things in the world, you don't even seem like a country bumpkin."

While she was waiting, Bing Ling seemed to be bored, and asked.

"If I'm not a country boy, then who do you think I am?"

Jing Yunxiao asked.

"How would I know who you are? I keep feeling that you're not simple."

Bing Ling said.

Jing Yunxiao laughed in ridicule: "There's nothing I can do about it, lovers are always different. The more complicated I am in your eyes, the more different I am from you, which means that you love me the more. Bing Ling, just tell me if you like me, there's no need to beat around the bush like that, you make me feel so embarrassed. "

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Bing Ling was speechless.

This brat's skin is too thick.

As for Jing Yunxiao, he was merely saying this to change the topic.

He couldn't possibly tell Bing Ling that he was the once famous Great Emperor Rebirth, right? When that happens, Bing Ling would be scared to death, and that would be a huge sin.

Boom! Boom!

While Jing Yunxiao and Bing Ling were teasing them, a loud sound came out from the crystal coffin.

Under this sound, the crystal coffin began to shake violently.

Jing Yunxiao did not continue the conversation with Bing Ling, but stared straight into the crystal coffin. He knew that the offering ceremony was already at the critical point, as long as he waited for it to be completed, it would be done.

Jing Yunxiao had to take action and stop them as soon as possible.

"Hahaha, Jing Yunxiao, and the Palace of Wargod, I want to see what else you two can do to resist us this time?"

Zhuge Ao suddenly laughed out loud.

That laughter was as vulgar as it could be.

"Smile, laugh. I'm afraid that you won't be able to laugh again in a while."

Jing Yunxiao muttered in his heart.

At this time, Zhuge Ao was actually still thinking about how to kill himself and the people from the Palace of Wargod. This made the killing intent in Jing Yunxiao's heart even more intense.

Following Zhuge Ao's loud laughter, Zhuge Ao once again kneeled towards the crystal coffin.

At the same time, he shouted loudly, "My Lord of the Desolate Domain, please wake up and give me strength."

While shouting, Zhuge Ao kowtowed.

"Now."

The moment Zhuge Ao kowtowed, Jing Yunxiao finally moved.

"Bing Ling, help me stall Zhuge Ao."

Jing Yunxiao sprung up with a leap, and flew explosively towards the crystal coffin. At the same time, the boundless Emperor Fire on his body continuously spread out, and as he neared the crystal coffin, it finally covered the body of the Lord of Desolate.

"Zhuge Ao, this master will come and bestow you with my power right away. Just you wait."

Jing Yunxiao's voice sounded from within the Ancient Tomb, causing the expressions of Zhuge Ao and the others to change greatly.

"Not good."

Zhuge Ao's expression turned cold as he suddenly stood up. Just as he stood up, he saw a ball of fire suddenly jump past him, and wrap around the crystal coffin in the end. How could Zhuge Ao not be familiar with this flame?

Thus, in this instant, Zhuge Ao's heart sank even more. He shouted to the guards beside him: "Quickly stop this brat."

As he gave the command, his body moved as well. He intended to gather his strength and explosively rush towards Jing Yunxiao's ball of flame.

Just that, he had just moved, a flying sword had already appeared in front of him, it was the Bing Ling Sword that Jing Yunxiao had revealed earlier, Bing Ling's sword was naturally not Zhuge Ao's opponent, but Bing Ling was extremely careful, and did not fight with Zhuge Ao directly, but every time Zhuge Ao wanted to attack, Bing Ling would immediately use his sword and block Zhuge Ao's attack.

As for the rest of the guards, the one with the highest cultivation was at the second level of the Xuanwu Stage, unable to affect Jing Yunxiao at all.

As long as the guards got close, Jing Yunxiao could easily punch them all.

Then, Jing Yunxiao started to unrestrainedly refine and absorb the Lord of Desolate's body.

"Damn."

Zhuge Ao was furious.

He thought that once the offering was successful, he would be able to massacre the Palace of Wargod and make Jing Yunxiao die a miserable death. However, right before his eyes, the offering was about to succeed and the victory was right in front of him.

This was simply a gamble in the road of death, causing him to feel endless rage and resentment.

"Zhuge Ao, do you think that this little Jiu Jiu of yours wouldn't know? You think you can destroy me by offering me sacrifices? Are you being too naive? However, I have to thank you, you were the one who gave me the chance to obtain more force of desolation. Don't worry, after I refine this Lord of Desolate Force, I will give you my power. "

Jing Yunxiao's candid laughter resounded in the surroundings.

Zhuge Ao's face was extremely gloomy.

He recalled the scene of Jing Yunxiao burning the corpses of numerous guards and then raising his martial arts cultivation. Now that he saw Jing Yunxiao's actions, it was practically the same.

"Brat, how could you refine the master of the wasteland? You will pay a heavy price for your actions."

A trace of ruthlessness flashed across Zhuge Ao's cold face.

Even if it was just absorbing a few force of desolation s, a person's will would change because of this. Therefore, in his eyes, if Jing Yunxiao dared to completely absorb and refine the Lord of Desolate's force of desolation, he would definitely be controlled by the Lord of Desolate, and at that time, Jing Yunxiao would even lose himself and become the Lord of Desolate's puppet.

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