Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1702 Peak
The wolf's head made a whoo-ho sound, and Chunyuye's muscles twitched even more violently. His face twisted for a moment, and a smile appeared on his face instead.

The sight of this smile makes one's heart chill.

Ying Baoyue looked at Chunyuye kneeling at the bottom of the pit, smiled so brightly, slowly moved his hands down, and grabbed Langtou's neck.

A dark light flashed in the wolf's eyes, and the skin of Chunyuye's palm festered in an instant, exposing bones and flesh.

This is the price of offending the gods.

Ying Baoyue covered her mouth. She had seen a lot of bloody scenes, but such a terrifying scene still had an impact on her mind.

"Embrace the moon!"

At this time Li Ji rushed to Ying Baoyue's side, he stared at the blood man at the bottom of the pit with a complicated expression, and covered Ying Baoyue's eyes with his hand.

"I'm fine," Ying Baoyue gritted her teeth and pushed Li Ji's hand away, opening her eyes wide.

Although Chunyuye was not a good person, she was the first practitioner she saw who dared to treat the white dog god like this.

At the bottom of the pit, Chunyuye's bloody hand still didn't relax, Langtou's eyes were bloodshot from being pinched, and he opened his mouth and bit Chunyuye's chest.

The clothes on his chest were torn apart, revealing the chest with the wolf's head stabbed on it.

The cloudy eyes of the wolf's head moved, and the fangs suddenly stopped in front of the wolf's head tattoo.

It opened its mouth and spit out a few vague words.

"You are……"

have you spoken?
Ying Baoyue's heart was beating wildly. The Baigoushen, who was originally delirious, actually spoke?

In other words, the white dog god still retains basic intelligence?

Legend has it that the wolf head tattoos on the chests of the royal family of Xirong is the oath made by their ancestors with the White Dog God. Does the White Dog God still remember this oath?

Looking at the stopped wolf's head, Chunyu Ye's blue pupils condensed slightly.

However, at the next moment, Bai Quanshen's muddy pupils were once again occupied by madness, and Chunyuye's pupils shrank violently.

Blood splashed everywhere at the bottom of the pit, and Ying Baoyue's hand holding the sword trembled.

The wolf head bit Chunyuye's chest, but Chunyuye was not alone in the blood splashed from the bottom of the pit.

The moment the white dog bit Chunyu Ye, he turned his head and bit the white dog's neck.

"he……"

Ying Baoyue and Li Ji stood by the pit, looking at the man and wolf who were biting each other at the bottom of the pit in amazement.

No, it's two wolves.

Chunyu Ye made a gurgling sound, and Ying Baoyue found out that he was actually drinking the blood of the white dog!

Man, drinking the blood of God.

Ying Baoyue was shocked, before she could react, the white dog let out a howl of pain, and the two just rolled over at the bottom of the pit biting each other.

Thunder and lightning.

A thunderbolt struck the bottom of the pit, splashing countless snowflakes, dust and haze.

The vision in front of her eyes suddenly blurred, and the two rolling figures seemed to merge together, and Ying Baoyue couldn't tell which one was the white dog and which one was Chunyuye for a moment.

"Embrace the moon!"

A bigger thunderstorm fell, and there was an earth-shattering tremor at the bottom of the pit. Li Ji protected Ying Baoyue and retreated.

The dust fell, and the lightning left deep scorched marks on the ground.

I don't know how long it took, the thunder cloud dispersed.

Through Li Ji's arm, Ying Baoyue saw a dark figure slowly standing up from the bottom of the pit.

only one.

Ying Baoyue opened her eyes wide, Chunyuye was standing at the bottom of the pit covered in tattered cloth, and the white dog god had disappeared.

The black shadow behind him has also disappeared, and the aura of the whole person has become restrained and calm.

However, Ying Baoyue felt a suffocation in his chest.

She found that she could no longer detect the change in Chunyu Ye's state.

This also means that there is already a huge gap between her and him in the realm.

"That guy really swallowed a lot of good things."

The boy with a mouth full of blood and hair stood at the bottom of the pit, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a smile, and licked his fingers.

"The old thing didn't lie to me after all, this sacrifice is indeed useful."

Chunyuye's eyes returned to their previous emerald green color, but deep in the pupils, there was a small black spot.

Li Ji watched this scene with intense emotions surging in his black eyes.

The white dog god ate Ying Baoyue before, but now Chunyuye swallowed the white dog clone?

The wind whistled in his ears, and noticing the sight above his head, Chunyu Ye raised his head with a smile.

The two looked at each other.

"Zhaohua," Chunyu Ye laughed, "I kept you waiting."

Li Ji's heart tightened.

Sure enough, he has...

The dark clouds in the sky dissipated in an instant, and when they noticed the change at the top of Yunshou Peak, everyone at the foot of Tianqi Peak raised their heads one after another.

"That is……"

Murong Feilan watched the changes in the sky, his eyes were full of waves.

The next moment, he knelt down on one knee and grabbed Chen Zihan's shoulder, "Did you see clearly?"

Chen Zihan wiped the blood from the corners of his eyes, and looked at the void in a daze.

Because he saw something he shouldn't have seen before, he almost only saw a mass of darkness fighting with Ying Baoyue and Li Ji. He didn't see the specific process clearly, but he saw the result.

"Chunyu Ye..."

Chen Zihan uttered these words with difficulty, "He succeeded."

……

……

That's right, Chunyu Ye succeeded.

At the top of Yunshou Peak, Li Ji fixedly looked at the young man standing at the bottom of the pit.

Chunyuye stretched out his hands, his bloody palms were rapidly healing, the flesh and bones were reborn, and the intact skin was re-covered inch by inch.

Raise the dead, flesh and bones.

Sufficient power filled his whole body.

It turns out that this is the world of heaven.

"Zhaohua," Chunyu Ye smiled and looked at the man above his head who was sizing him up. With a light leap, he was already three steps away from Li Ji and Ying Baoyue.

Li Ji's hair stood on end, and he pushed Ying Baoyue back a step, but he didn't take a step back.

Before the same border, he cannot retreat.

The Twelve Zhai King of Xirong, Chunyu Ye, has become a third-ranked celestial practitioner.

"Chunyu Ye," Li Ji asked, looking into the other's eyes, "Where is the White Dog God?"

"You mean that wolf?" Chunyu Ye laughed, and he wiped the corner of his mouth reminiscently, "Where do you think it is?"

Li Ji's eyes darkened, "Did you eat it?"

Chunyuye smiled and said nothing, his eyes fell on the scar on Ying Baoyue's shoulder, and he said meaningfully, "It has completed its mission, and it should leave the stage."

Although the master of the monastery used him again, thanks to the white dog's avatar, he got the flesh and blood of Ying Baoyue.

It also made him understand that the master of the monastery was right, that Ying Baoyue's flesh and blood spirit could indeed help him break through.

"It's a pity that that guy is too useless and doesn't have enough food."

Sensing the real essence in his chest churning again, Chunyuye's green pupils shone slightly.

It is normal for those who have just broken through the heavenly stage to be unable to adapt to physical changes and have unstable realms. Ordinary practitioners will retreat for three years to stabilize their realms, but after learning about the shortcut, he does not want to do so anymore.

Chunyuye slowly pulled out the scimitar at his waist and pointed it at Li Ji who stood in front of Ying Baoyue.

Li Ji's hand holding the Juque sword tightened.

Although Chunyuye had just broken through the realm, what he was facing at this moment was an opponent of the same realm.

After being hunted down and trained on the Xiling Snow Mountain, there is very little true essence left in him.

Chunyuye's true essence and aura were more abundant than his, and he even faintly felt at the peak.

"I said, Zhaohua."

Chunyuye's sword was entangled with thunder, and he looked at Li Ji and said with a smile.

"Give her to me."

(End of this chapter)