"The ghost master is dead? And his body and soul are destroyed?"
All the creatures were in a daze, almost unable to believe what they saw. In order to fight the Ghost Lord, everyone had sacrificed too much. Emperor Yinglong died, and many people paid their lives for it, but it was still difficult to defeat the Ghost Lord's supreme demonic power. .
Just when everyone fell into the abyss of despair, a young human race boy did what Emperor Yinglong, Lord Emperor Soul, and even the geniuses of all races failed to do, and killed the ghost master!
This is simply a work of eternity, so brilliant that all races worship it!
This achievement and talent are astonishing in ancient times and today, and have been worshiped by countless geniuses. Since Emperor Yinglong, such a heaven-defying existence has never been born in the Death Abyss.
After a brief silence, the crowd erupted into a deafening roar.
"The Ghost Lord has been destroyed. Am I not dreaming?"
"Emperor Yinglong, Lord Emperor Hun, together with Palace Master, Xiaoxiang, Long Ling'er, Huang Xiaoxian and others, killed the ghost master and wiped out all the skeleton ghosts. They will be remembered forever."
"Woo... We finally won, and the Death Abyss finally gained light."
"This is a miracle. Emperor Yinglong and Lord Emperor Hun have created a shocking myth, and they are destined to be immortal."
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There was excitement inside and outside the Hundred Flowers Barrier.
Some creatures are shouting to vent their joy and excitement; some creatures are crying to the sky, sharing the fruits of victory with their deceased relatives and friends; some creatures are worshiping and thanking Emperor Yinglong, Emperor Soul, and Contributions made by Lin Yu et al.
The death of the Ghost Lord shocked all living beings. They rushed to tell each other and celebrated with brilliant martial arts. Various phantoms of the sun, moon, mountains, rivers, dragons, phoenixes and unicorns appeared in the sky and earth, colorful and extremely beautiful.
All races cheered, and the reputations of Ying Long, Emperor Hun, Lin Yu and the other six people reached an unimaginable high.
Everyone's hearts were filled with emotion and admiration for them.
But at this time, under the gaze of 1.8 billion living beings.
Lin Yu was aging at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few breaths, his hair became white, his face became wrinkled, his eyes became cloudy and dull, and his skin lost its luster and became wrinkled.
The whole person is like a fallen star, falling from the sky.
He used golden leaves many times and inspired the Tai Chi Diagram with great potential. All of these extremely drained his vitality, leading to his early onset of weakness and old age.
"Young Master, Brother, Master of the Palace..."
Many exclamations rang out, and countless figures rose into the air, trying to hug Lin Yu. If he was allowed to fall to the ground like this, something unexpected would definitely happen, because his current state seemed too weak.
Lin Yu only fell a few meters before he was caught by Yuwen Dian, who rushed over quickly. He quickly penetrated his true energy into Lin Yu's body, hoping to help him heal his injuries.
But the next moment he froze, his eyes full of grief, and his true energy was running around Lin Yu's body like a wild horse, but it was not absorbed at all.
"Lord, what's wrong with you? Absorb the zhenqi and heal your wounds."
Yuwen Dian had a worried face, looking at the frail and old boy in his arms, he couldn't help but feel sad and almost cried.
"Master Lin Yu, what happened to you?"
Mu Xiuyun's voice was trembling. She could feel that the life force in the old boy in front of her was passing away, and there was deep care and worry in her eyes.
The big yellow dog's eyes turned red with urgency, and he rushed here with Xiaoxiang, Long Ling'er, Huang Xiaoxian and others, and said with an unmistakable taste:
"Boy Lin, don't scare me. We have won. No one can die."
"Sir, how many days do you have left to live?"
With a cry in her voice, Xiaoxiang stared at the old and frail Lin Yu in front of her, tears welling up in her eyes and sadness filling her whole heart.
"It's quite a lot, a full twenty days."
Lin Yu smiled bitterly and his voice became hoarse and low.
Everyone present felt as if they had been struck by lightning, and their minds went blank. They couldn't believe this at all. It was enough to shock the palace master for eternity, that he only had less than a month to live?
Xiaoxiang, Mu Xiuyun, Big Yellow Dog, Snake Woman, etc. all looked dull and could not accept this result for a while.
"Brother, I told you not to touch the golden leaves, why don't you listen?"
Long Ling'er cried angrily and sobbed. She stroked Lin Yu's wrinkled cheeks with reproach and heartache, and big tears fell down.
"There is nothing we can do. Unless the ghost master dies, you will all die. I don't want to see you die."
Lin Yu looked indifferent.
After using the golden leaves continuously, he knew the consequences, but he had to do it for the sake of his relatives and friends.
"Boss, didn't you say that there is a god-level nutrient substance that can ripen the best semi-holy medicine in the Holy Medicine Garden and make it grow into a holy medicine? Please tell me where it is and I will get it right away."
Huang Xiaoxian gathered his only energy and urged.
In fact, his current state is not much better than Lin Yu. In order to activate the Heavenly Book, the Broken Pen and the Xuanyuan Sword, his energy and spirit are almost exhausted, and the blood in his heart is drained. He is only one step away from death and has no energy left at all. Do other things.
But caring leads to chaos. He was too concerned about Lin Yu's life and death and ignored his own state.
Upon hearing this, Xiaoxiang and Long Ling'er suddenly ignited the flames of hope when they thought of this, and said excitedly: "Sir, brother, please tell me where the god-level nutrients are, and we will go get them."
Yuwen Dian said categorically: "Palace Master, no matter how difficult it is to obtain god-level nutrients, I will bring it back."
The beautiful snake-man woman said seriously: "Palace Master, don't worry, even if the god-level nutrients are in the Nai River, I will go and get them for you."
Everyone, who had been plunged into great grief and despair, all stared at Lin Yu with hopeful eyes, waiting for his answer.
Lin Yu was silent. He was very pleased to see so many people caring about his life. However, the god-level nutrients he mentioned before were just a lie. There has never been any god-level nutrients that can make the best semi-holy medicine grow into a holy medicine in a short time. .
He gathered some energy and then told the truth: "The god-level nourishment is actually a lie I made up. It doesn't exist at all, so you don't have to work hard to get it."
"Brother, tell the truth, no matter how dangerous it is, we are not afraid."
Long Ling'er thought that Lin Yu was afraid that everyone would be in danger and refused to tell the address of the god-level nourishment.
Lin Yu shook his head with a smile, stretched out his withered palm with great effort, gently stroked Long Ling'er's little head, and sighed:
"Ling'er, I'm sorry that my brother lied to you and couldn't grow up with you; Yinlan, I'm sorry that I didn't have time to come back to save you, and I will come to Huangquan to accompany you soon."
Unknowingly.
He thought of the charming Yin Lan from the Elf tribe who dared to love and hate. He had always felt that he owed Yin Lan for letting her die in a coma, and he felt resentful about it.
"What, the palace master only has twenty days to live?"
"This is a joke, right? The palace master is extremely talented, already comparable to the young emperors of ancient times. How could he only have such a short lifespan left?"
"Are you kidding? You can't see it with your eyes. The Palace Master has just turned gray and his skin has aged. This is a sign of exhaustion of vitality."
"God is jealous of talents. It's such a pity that it took eighteen million years for a hero with such courage to fight for the world's common people to be born, but he is about to die. It's really unfair!"
All races were shocked, and the whole place was in an uproar. It was really a pity that Yutian was so amazing and great, but his life was short-lived.
"Master Yutian spent his life to save us. We are willing to sacrifice our lives to rescue him."
"Lord Emperor Soul, we are willing to use blood sacrifice to extend the life of the Palace Master. Please do us a favor and fulfill our wish."
Many bloody men and women from Daxia knelt down and kowtowed to the emperor's soul, wanting to exchange their lives for Lin Yu's life span.
"We would like that too."
Creatures of all races knew that Lin Yu had exhausted his vitality in order to fight against the Ghost Lord. More and more creatures voluntarily sacrificed their lives in gratitude for his efforts, hoping to extend Lin Yu's lifespan.
"If you don't have the holy medicine, you will have to become a semi-saint within twenty days. Lord Emperor Soul, do you have any way to quickly make my brother a semi-saint?"
Long Ling'er looked for help at the faint Emperor Soul in the distance, feeling pitiful and helpless.
A "swish" sound.
All creatures turned their attention to the Emperor Soul. He was the only one present who had lived the longest and had the highest cultivation level. He must know how to extend Lin Yu's lifespan.
