With the strength of the three of them, if they abandoned the ship, there would be no chance of survival, but the people on the ship would definitely die.
Wen Ruyu had a way to deal with it, but she couldn't guarantee their thoroughness.
So he asked the two of them if they dared.
"Come!"
Lu Yun did not hesitate, staring at Wen Ruyu with a pair of clear eyes. The ups and downs of emotions in her eyes were as hazy as mist and it was difficult to distinguish, but there was only no fear there.
Facing those eyes, Wen Ruyu smiled slightly, it was the flower under the moon, so bright and unparalleled.
Both of them looked at Wen Renshi.
"Haha, mountains of swords, seas of fire, and nine heavens and ghosts are all here. Since I was invited when I heard someone, I should accompany you on this trip."
His handsome eyes are flowing, his jade fan is swaying gently, he stands with a smile when he hears people, and his appearance shows no fear.
"Okay! Let me borrow the sword."
Wen Ruyu drank lightly, the exchange was brief.
He took the needle at the back of his tail and took a step towards the love scholar. The blade of the sword touched his palm, and blood flowed.
He stretched out his hand, using his fingertips as a pen and blood as ink, to outline the forbidden formation.
When the pen movement started, outside the treasure ship, the wind and clouds were turbulent, and the sky was dark and dark, as if a storm was brewing.
The uninformed person stood on the board of the boat and looked at the sky, which was quite puzzling.
At the bottom of the cabin, Lu Yun and Wen Renshi stood respectively under Wen Ruyu's guidance. Lu Yun, who was maintaining the curtain umbrella, took out Wu Zhuo again.
The heavy sword was stuck on the ground, supporting Lu Yun's shaky body.
She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and shook her head at the two people's questions: "Continue."
Although he was seriously injured, he will not die for the time being.
If you can't die, you have to do it!
With the sword as his bone, Lu Yun stood upright.
Warm Ruyu's blood floated in the air, outlining strange runes. Those runes were connected to each other and pressed towards the love scholar.
At this moment, the love scholar's body was swollen like a balloon, and the fleshy ball was dripping with blood, which looked disgusting and horrifying.
"Ugh!" Wang Shao collapsed on the ground and vomited.
He knew what was about to happen, but he didn't believe that these three people could prevent the love letter student from committing suicide.
He crawled on the ground with difficulty, scratching his palms and leaving blood marks.
He crawled toward the door and out.
Go out, and you can call someone to come when you go out!
The cabin door was very close, but Wang Shao couldn't move it.
A sword pierced his spine, pinning him in place.
The cold air of Hanjiang Snow spread and the frost and snow turned into ice. Wang Shao was not dead. His waist was covered with ice and he could still move his limbs.
His movements were twitchy, and he was swiping his limbs on the ground like a tortoise. It was ugly.
Lu Yun didn't give the other party any extra looks.
Among the three of them, the love scholar's swollen face showed a cheerful smile in his eyes.
"You can't stop it, hahaha!"
His consciousness was dying, but the aura in his body was rising. He crossed over to Yuanying in one step, but it was still continuing.
At the cost of his soul, the love scholar wants to forcibly regain all his strength at this last moment. Once he succeeds, Wen Ruyu will really be helpless.
Fortunately, enough is enough!
After placing the last stroke, Wen Ruyu's body trembled and she stood still with difficulty.
He cannot fall yet.
The spiritual consciousness activates the runes, and the runes gather together to form a formation.
For a moment, Lu Yun felt that the spiritual power in his body was being drawn out crazily again, not only by him, but also by Wen Ren.
The spiritual power in his body was exhausted in an instant. Lu Yun swallowed a pill, but before he could use it for his own use, the spiritual power in the pill was empty.
Lu Yun simply threw the elixir at the formation. Sure enough, as soon as the elixir came into contact with the formation, it turned into a pile of useless powder.
"Lu Yun, he can't hold it anymore!"
He gritted his teeth and forced out a sentence. In fact, he couldn't do it anymore. Fortunately, his body was stronger than Wen Ruyu's.
"I can still hold on."
Wen Ruyu spoke very slowly, word for word, as light as the wind, passing by as quickly as the wind.
With his warm body, he was undoubtedly forcing himself.
But Lu Yun couldn't help them. When the formation started, she couldn't move.
She frowned, looking at the weak expressions of the two people, pursed her lips, and looked solemn.
"Die, let's all die!"
The voice of condensed hatred fell, and the love letter student's last consciousness disappeared.
The increase in strength in his body finally stopped at the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and he failed to achieve what he wished for.
Flesh cracked and bones crushed to pieces.
The self-destruction finally started, and the self-destruction of the Nascent Soul cultivator was enough to crush them in an instant.
She could see the formation transforming, and the elixir she put in sank silently.
What they faced was a huge mouth of the abyss, and those pills couldn't satisfy each other's appetite at all.
No, no, not enough spiritual power!
The spiritual power of the three of them alone cannot hold up this large formation, and as Wen Ruyu, who set up the formation, he definitely knows this.
Lu Yun's eyelids trembled, and she suddenly looked at Wen Ruyu, her expression horrified and her voice extremely dry.
"You have to sacrifice yourself."
This is not a question, it is an affirmation.
There was surprise in Wen Ruyu's eyes, as if she didn't expect Lu Yun to guess it, and then she smiled again.
That smile was Wen Ruyu's usual gentleness, and even his voice remained unchanged.
"What we are facing is Nascent Soul self-destruction, and you and I are just foundation-building monks. The three of us together can barely survive the golden elixir."
The power of the monk's self-destruction is already terrifying, and coupled with the distance across two great realms, it is not enough for this large formation to pull everyone on board.
The only way is for him, as the leader of the formation, to make a sacrifice.
His spiritual power, his flesh and blood, his spiritual consciousness, his soul, everything about him will become the nutrients of this great formation, nourishing its growth.
Sacrificing one person to help so many people is actually a fair transaction for Wen Ruyu.
And he likes this decision to be his own.
Among the teachers, those people always felt that he was weak, overwhelmed, and cautious in everything he did.
If he wants to do something that would endanger lives, those people will refuse.
It's like he is fragile porcelain and cannot be touched.
He knew those people's concern, but he didn't want to.
He thought, since he was born in this posture, why should he be afraid of dying in this posture.
It is better to die to comfort the common people than to die before you die and live in frustration.
Moreover, if he can find one or two close friends before he dies, he will die without regrets.
"Wen Ruyu, stop!"
Hearing someone screamed, Wen Ruyu just pretended not to hear, and walked towards the center of the formation step by step with a body weaker than everyone else.
There, the love letter student had exploded long ago, leaving behind a group of blood cells that were compressed to the extreme and could rebound at any time.
The pressure inside the ball is daunting.
Wen Ruyu didn't stop.
It could be seen that his body began to crack as he was close to the center of the formation, and the blood seemed to be guided to float into the formation. His skin was chapped, his flesh and blood was disappearing, and his fingers were already showing bones.
If this continues, Wen Ruyu will undoubtedly die.
"Wen Ruyu!"
Lu Yun spoke coldly, her voice extremely calm.
When the other party turned to look over, Lu Yun picked up Wu Zhu and came slowly.
"Get out of the way!"
Those three cold words were like a giant stone, hitting Wen Ruyu's heart and making him breathless.
He looked panicked, as if he had seen a ghost.
She was... moving.
How could she be moving!
