Tomin in The Alien World

"No!" Xia Yao was shocked and hurriedly stopped: "although Nie Zhen is not here now, there are still many experts outside. Going out rashly is tantamount to seeking death!"

Silent Ling Ye nodded and said, "yes, your highness, we can't go out now."

"Do you want to be trapped and die here?" Tang Yin narrowed her eyes and said in a deep voice.

"No!" Ling Ye shook his head and said, "I have a way!"

"Oh?" Tang Yin looked at him curiously and asked, "what can you do?"

"Your Highness, please follow me!" While talking, Ling ye turned and walked to the inner end of the hall.

Tang Yin and Xia Yao were puzzled. Xia Yao is a saint and the owner of the holy temple. She knows very well that there is no secret way to the outside world in the holy temple. She really can't think of any way for Ling ye to get out of trouble.

Ling Ye didn't go anywhere else, but directly returned to the side hall. Then he gathered all the dark people together and discussed with them in a low voice. Tang Yin and Xia Yao stood aside, wondering what Ling Ye was going to do.

After waiting for a while, seeing that Ling ye and the dark people still didn't ask, Tang Yin couldn't help asking, "Ling ye, you said you had a way to get out of trouble. What on earth do you do?"

Ling ye and the dark people seem to have negotiated properly, looked at each other and nodded one after another. Ling ye walked back to Tang Yin, arched his hands and bowed to the ground, Moving face said: "we have always followed the lead of the holy king. We thought the holy king was sincere to us, but we didn't expect that we were like a ruminant dog in the eyes of the holy king, and his Highness the wind met us by chance, but we could sacrifice our lives to save us in a time of crisis. We are so grateful that we can't return it. We can only help his highness get out of trouble with death!"

Tang Yin didn't quite understand what he meant, frowned and asked, "Ling ye, what do you mean by this?"

Ling ye said, "if we break through the siege together, no one can run out. We will only be broken by others. Instead, it's better to hand over our lives to your highness. Your Highness's rescue is equivalent to our rescue!"

"Are you going to..."

"Sacrifice, sacrifice!" Ling ye said word by word.

Tang Yin's face changed when he heard the speech. Now he finally understood Ling Ye's strategy of breaking through the siege, that is, using death sacrifice to instantly improve his cultivation and help him escape.

Death sacrifice is a talent skill of dark spiritual practitioners. Just like insight in light spiritual martial arts, this skill will naturally be acquired as long as you cultivate dark spiritual martial arts.

However, few people will use death sacrifice. It is a rare sacrificial skill to sacrifice themselves to improve others, and it must be willing. It is too difficult for a person to die willingly in order to improve the strength of others.

Of course, the function of death sacrifice is also immediate. It can double the growth of the caster's own aura and transfer it to the caster. Tang Yin's Lingwu foundation is also obtained through death sacrifice.

It can be said that death sacrifice is not only a kind of self sacrifice, but also a kind of self inheritance. What the caster inherits is not only Reiki, but also the caster's soul, memory and even personality, which is more like a kind of integration from inside to outside.

Tang Yin couldn't help taking a breath, looked at Ling ye, and then looked at other dark people. She asked suspiciously, "is this your decision after consultation?"

"Yes, your highness!" Ling ye said firmly, "Your Highness, in order to save us, we are willing to die and sacrifice for your highness. We... Have never lived a normal life and don't understand much truth. However, we can tell who is good to us and who regards us as pigs and dogs. If a scholar dies as a confidant and can sacrifice for your highness, we... Are willing!"

"I'm willing!" The dark people behind Ling Ye spoke in unison. At the same time, they looked at Tang Yin one by one, and their eyes were full of expectation.

The psychology of dark people is difficult for normal people to understand. From small to large, they can't see the light, as if they were a group of people abandoned by the whole world.

Although they have been trained to be cold-blooded and cruel killing machines since childhood, they also need a sense of identity. As long as someone can be a little nicer to them, they will remember them. Besides, Tang Yin, like them, is also a spiritual practitioner of the dark system, and for their sake, they do not hesitate to risk their lives to enter the holy pool to save themselves, so when only one person can live, They would rather sacrifice themselves to save Tang Yin.

The more so they were, the more unacceptable Tang Yin was. He shook his head and said, "no, there must be another way!"

"There's no time to think of other ways. Besides, there's no better way!" Ling ye took a step forward and said in a hurry: "Qiankun mountain is close to Shenchi city. Nie Zhen can go back. If he doesn't do well, the holy king will come with him. At that time, even if it's too late for us to sacrifice, your highness, don't hesitate!"

As soon as his voice fell, the dark people behind him knelt down on one knee and said in unison: "as long as your highness can survive, we are still alive!"

Tang Yin looked around at the crowd, and finally his eyes fell on Ling Ye. He came close to him and asked in a low voice, "have you ever thought about what you would do if you died?"

"I believe your highness will take good care of yue'er for me!"

"No matter who will take care of ziyue, it's not as good as you. Fight again! You can fight with me again this time and break out!" Tang Yinning said.

Ling Ye shook his head and said, "there's no chance. Your highness saw it just now. The number of people besieging the holy temple is no less than hundreds. Now if you rush hard, there's no chance to live!"

"..." Tang Yin was speechless. Ling ye took a deep look at him, then turned his head and shouted, "there's no time, brothers, we'll sacrifice immediately!"

While talking, he knelt on the ground and grabbed his hands on the front of his clothes. He heard a hiss. His clothes were broken by him. He was shirtless and slowly raised his hands, drawing a long line in front of his chest with his fingertips.

With the fingernails, a long hole appeared on the skin immediately, and the blood flowed out. The blood stained on his chest with his fingers quickly painted on the ground around him.

Like Ling ye, everyone in the dark knelt down, tore off their coats, made a cut in their chest, and painted the totem of sacrifice on the ground with their fingers stained with blood.

Xia Yao couldn't help looking silly. She didn't understand what they were doing or what they said about sacrifice. However, the blood and strangeness of the whole scene made her feel creepy.

"Saint, they are..." like Xia Yao, Jing Dan and Pei LAN, two maids, are frightened and scared. They shrink behind Xia Yao and ask in a trembling voice.

Xia Yao didn't understand how she could answer them. However, she instinctively realized that the scene in front of her was unusual and pulled Jingdan and Peilan back again and again.

Tang Yin, who is in the middle of the crowd, wants to stop Lingye. However, the sacrifice has already begun. He can't stop it if he wants to. If he destroys at this time, Lingye will only die in vain.

The time was not long. Ling ye and others had painted the totem. At this time, the ground under them suddenly showed a dazzling light. The light became more and more prosperous and brighter. Finally, there was only a vast expanse of white in the side hall.

Looking at Ling ye and others, a circular halo slowly rises under them. In the halo, there is a huge six pointed star. When the halo rises above the heads of the people, it shoots at Tang Yin.

Hiss - just for a moment, Tang Yin's clothes disappeared, and even his sword fell off him with a bang. The halo becomes a pillar of light, and Tang Yin has become the core of many pillars of light.

Those pillars of light seemed to become entities, arching him a little off the ground and suspending him in mid air. At this time, the scene is both strange and spectacular. Ling ye and others emit light, and the light is all concentrated on Tang Yin who is in mid air.

Xia Yao was stunned and tongue tied. They almost forgot to breathe. They had never seen such a scene in their life.

Go!

Along the fog, Tang Yin's blood gradually gushed out of his chest, and the fog gradually surrounded Tang Yin's blood.

Then, there was a sound of fluttering and fluttering at the scene. Like Ling ye, the dark people sprayed bleeding fog at the wound in front of their chest, and the blood fog gathered to Tang Yin along the light columns. For a short time, Tang Yin could not be seen in the air, but only a blood cell emitting dark red light was suspended in the air.

The blood mist was still gushing from Ling ye and others, as if they were going to drain all their blood. With the passage of time, the blood cells in the air are getting larger and larger, and the skin of Ling ye and others is getting paler and paler. In the end, they almost become dead gray, and people's bodies have changed significantly. They are constantly sunken inward. Looking coldly, they are like dried corpses buried underground for thousands of years, leaving only a layer of skin bag wrapped with bones.

Jing Dan and Peilan couldn't tell whether they were surprised or frightened at this time. They subconsciously raised their hands and held their mouth tightly to prevent themselves from screaming.

Plop! A shadowy man first gave the last trace of essence in his body, and the light disappeared on his body, and the whole body turned into a pile of white bones and collapsed to the ground.

Then, in the gloomy crowd, some people lost their essence and fell to the ground. After half a cup of tea, Ling Ye was the only one who could continue to sacrifice in the side hall.

He has the deepest cultivation, the longest sacrifice time and the richest aura for Tang Yin.

Now, it seems that even time has been static. I don't know how long it has passed. Ling ye also fell to the ground slowly, leaving only a pile of skin and bones.

The sacrifice of the dark people has been completed. Next, Tang Yin's absorption of the sacrifice is the most dangerous process in the whole death sacrifice.