Ming Po said: "You can restore the princess to the late stage of the Golden Elixir, so what does it mean to use up the Ming Qi Elixir!"
"That's right!" Ma Youshi agreed, "It may take several years or even decades to advance from foundation building to the late stage of Golden Pill, but refining the Dark Qi Pill is very fast!"
Everyone immediately took out the shiny Nether Qi Pill from the Qiankun Bag and fired it into the vortex. The vortex gained huge energy and immediately became powerful again.
However, what shocked them was that the vortex seemed to be unable to feed at all and was still getting bigger. It did not look like an advanced Ming Dan at all.
"How could this happen? Does the princess not only want to directly condense the elixir, but also directly return to the late stage of the Ming elixir?" Ming Po's face was full of disbelief.
"That's right, that's right, only in the late stage of advanced Ming Dan can such a phenomenon occur!" Niu Zuo made a buzzing sound.
Their guess was correct. At this time, Trodi was driven by a great unwillingness and anger, and instinctively wanted to become the strongest. However, she was once in the late stage of Ming Dan and wanted to return to her former self in one go.
"OK!"
Ming Po was overjoyed.
The rest of the clan members were even more delighted, their excitement uncontrollable.
Miaoyin felt uncomfortable in her heart, but she said: "The spiritual energy in the outside world is also insufficient, and the monks will definitely not be as good as before. As long as the princess recovers to the late stage, in a few years, our clan will be able to unify the three realms!"
"That's right!"
The eyes of the people of the underworld are full of light, as if they have unified the three realms with the princess.
But as the last Ming Dan was thrown in, the cyclone became more powerful, but their Ming Dan was gone!
"Meng Mei! What should I do?" The two envoys of the cow and horse were in a panic at the same time.
"This is all due to my lack of preparation...cough cough cough!" Ming Po felt guilty and couldn't help but cough.
"How can you blame Aunt Ming for this!" Miaoyin immediately supported Pa and patted her back to help her calm down. "Don't blame yourself anymore. It's important to take care of yourself!"
"Hey, I'm old and useless!"
After saying that, her body became even more stooped, as if she had aged ten thousand years.
The rest of the clansmen all lamented and looked regretful.
"You're stupid, don't lament anymore!" Ma Right Envoy shouted, "It's better to find a way quickly!"
"Stupid horse, you are smart and you should find a way!" Niu Zuoshi yelled.
"You stupid cow, last time I wanted to catch more undead souls to refine the Soul Pill, but you stopped me!"
"You bastard!" Niu Zuozhi was filled with black energy and couldn't help but say, "I restrained you too much. What should I do if I alert the Yin Lu Division!!"
"Idiot, I'm a Soul Controller, so I'm not afraid of Yin Lu Si!"
Niu Zuoshi shouted: "You are really a fool. What if Yin Lusi goes to alert that old guy?"
"Don't make any noise!" Ming Po yelled.
The cow and horse envoys immediately stopped arguing, but the whirlpool began to shrink, and everyone had to lament again!
what to do?
what to do?
what to do?
They have nothing to do and are worried. This is not only related to Trodi, but also related to the interests of the entire clan.
However, just when they were at their wits' end, Ma Zuo Shi suddenly sent a message to Ming Po. Ming Po's eyes lit up when she heard this, but she immediately shook her head.
The horse right envoy immediately said something to the Niu Zuo envoy, and the Niu Zuo envoy also immediately sent a message to Ming Po.
"Forget it!" Ming Po sighed deeply, "For the Ming Clan, it is worth making some sacrifices!"
After saying that, she announced: "The Yaksha tribe is listening to the order. Whoever can take the initiative to sacrifice himself for the princess will protect his descendants from worries in practice and become a protector of the law!"
Xiao, Mei, Xiao, Xiao and Yaksha were immediately horrified. Mei couldn't help but said: "Mingpo, this, this... I don't have enough people in my tribe... Please think again..."
After saying that, she knelt down.
"Master Ming Po, please think again!"
Six or seven Yaksha also knelt down.
Princess Diewu also said: "Aunt Ming, this is contrary to the development and strengthening of the Nether Clan. I think even the princess is not willing to do this. I ask Aunt Ming to take back her life."
"What Princess Diewu said is true, please ask Master Mingpo to take back your life!"
The rest of the Yakshas also knelt down.
"Presumptuous!" Princess Miaoyin's face suddenly turned cold, "This is for the underworld and for the princess. What an honor it is. How can you be greedy for life and afraid of death! Have you all forgotten your oath?"
All of them have sworn that they can sacrifice anything as long as it is for the underworld.
"We dare not look, but..." A Yaksha couldn't help but cry.
"Hahaha!" Princess Miaoyin smiled miserably, "Well, sir, Miaoyin can't wait for you anymore, but for the underworld and the princess, it's all worth it!"
With that said, she was about to fly into the vortex.
"No, Princess Miaoyin, you are a rich man. What will I do if Pluto comes back one day?"
Ming Po grabbed her directly.
"Master Mingpo, please let me do something for the princess!" Princess Miaoyin pretended to shed two tears, "I only hope that Master Mingpo can keep my memory, and one day I will be reincarnated and let me be like this again." Restore memory like a princess!"
Ming Po shook her head and said to all the Yakshas with red eyes: "I will keep my word and what I promised you will definitely come true!"
Most of the Yakshas did not dare to look at Ming Po. Ming Po suddenly said angrily: "Do you want me to use force?"
"Master Ming Po, please think twice!" More Yaksha knelt down.
"Where are the monsters?" Ming Po didn't listen at all.
The demon and the demon immediately agreed and were ready to use force. The Yashas who knelt down turned pale with fright, but the demon had already caught them both.
"Wait a minute, I am willing!" At this moment, an ugly Yaksha who was standing and had never spoken stepped forward.
"I, Wuhu, are also willing!" Another burly Yasha also stood up.
"And I, Bingmu!"
"And I, Rentu!"
As soon as these four people stood up, more people immediately stood up. Suddenly, 16 Yakshas expressed their willingness to sacrifice themselves.
"We are very good! I am very grateful!"
The Yakshas shouted together: "The Yakshas are born as Nether tribesmen and die as Nether tribe ghosts!"
"Okay, okay!" Ming Po trembled and said three good words in succession, "You should divide into four groups!"
The 16 people were divided into four groups, with heads held high and determination in their eyes.
Ming Po swept their faces one by one and said in a hoarse voice: "I will always remember you, the princess will always remember you, and the Ming tribe will always remember you!"
"For the underworld, for the princess!" 16 people shouted at the same time.
With that said, the four people in the first group handed over their weapons to the remaining Yashas and flew towards the whirlpool. The moment they flew into the vortex, they all exploded and turned into blood mist.
This kind of sacrifice was so great that all the people of the Underworld were in tears, and the women were crying so hard that they howled the names of their men.
Not long after, all 16 Yaksha warriors disappeared, leaving only 16 weapons!
Regrettably, the whirlpool had no intention of stopping, so not only the remaining 10 yakshas, but also the women, demons, demons, demons, demons, etc. were all ready to sacrifice in succession!
This scene makes people suddenly feel moved to song and cry, with an inexplicable tragic feeling.
Fortunately, at this moment, the heaven and earth seemed to be inspired. The vortex suddenly flashed with light, and dark clouds suddenly rolled in the sky, with thunder and lightning everywhere.
"The ancestors have appeared!"
"The ancestors have appeared!"
"Xianbei has manifested his spirit!"
The people of the Nether Clan suddenly knelt down in excitement!
There is a legend among the Nether Clan that when it comes to life and death, or something happens that touches the world, the spiritual thoughts left by the ancestors of the Nether Clan will be inspired, and the corpses buried underground will turn into pure energy and even Prompt the creatures in the Xuanming Realm to sacrifice.
Sure enough, the lightless mountain peaks suddenly flickered with light, and then, pure dark energy spurted into the sky, and countless dark birds and beasts flew out one after another, and flew into the vortex like a tide.
Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang!
All the birds and beasts turned into blood mist in batches.
Finally, at a certain moment, the whirlpool disappeared with a sudden sound, and then, a woman's roar that penetrated the sky and the earth came from inside the memorial.
This roar was like lightning, instantly penetrating the entire Xuanming Realm.
