A strong breath hits his face.

Even if there is no wind, Yeyunxi still feels that he is being blown back slightly.

Di Junxie stretched out his hand to help her, and said in a low voice, "This is a threat from my father, so don't care."

Intimidation?

Ye Yunxi looked over in surprise. In such a weak state, his intimidation can still force people back. If it is in a state of complete victory, Di Yu will definitely be tougher than anyone can? ?

Where does the power of the emperor family come from? ?

It can be so powerful!

Ye Yunxi took a deep breath, stabilized his body, and walked forward slowly.

It is difficult for you to tell where the head is and where the limbs are. The black lumps are all over the tabletop and the ground. You can only see the shape of scales faintly exposed under the black.

Ye Yunxi carefully took out the silverware, held it high, and said to the group of pitch-black: "Uncle, this is the blood of the Virgin. Friends of the blood family told me that this thing is the purest thing in the world, and it is also considered a god. Blood, since it is the blood of God, it should have an effect on backlash, right?"

"Uncle, please let me try!"

No one knows if Di Yu can really hear it, the room is terribly quiet, only black skin undulates, letting people know that this thing is still alive.

Ye Yunxi didn't care about anything else, she slowly spread her five fingers and chanted in a low voice: "Wind spin!"

A wind quietly formed in front of her, slowly growing in curls, people's hair was blown around, and the scraps of paper and sheets in the sterile warehouse were also blown and hunted, but Yeyunxi was faceless. He raised the silverware with an expression, and manipulated the wind to roll up the blood inside.

The color of the blood is beautiful, the fresh one seems to have just been taken out, and the blood under the light seems to be rubbed with gold, and the stars are shining.

Shui gently stared at all this in shock, and suddenly a little hope rose in his heart.

In Western legends, gold is a sacred existence. If gold is rubbed in the blood, will it be useful?

She looked at the things on the ground excitedly, and couldn't help but muttered excitedly: "Ayu, Ayu, will be good, right, will be good!!"

"Wow!"

The wind shattered the blood, tearing a small mass of finely torn apart, this bit of blood also slowly expanded because of the wind, like pulling a thin blood skin, slowly falling, finally making every inch of Di Yu's skin Evenly stained with this sacred blood.

People held their breath and waited quietly.

This legendary blood that is infinitely close to the gods is really useful for Di Yu.

Shui Qingrou tightened his fists to his chest even more nervously, watching without blinking.

However, one minute passed, three minutes passed, five points, ten points...

Until half an hour later, there was still no change.

"This……"

Shui gently collapsed in an instant, shook his body, and fell into his son's arms.

Is it useless?

Sure enough, it's still useless, how can foreign gods save us? ?

Sure enough, it still doesn't work!

Sure enough...

Shui's eyes were flushed softly, she wanted to cry, but she remembered that this was a sterile warehouse, so she could only hold back her tears to prevent her tears from rolling down.

The atmosphere in the room was extremely suppressed, even Di Junxie's face was extremely stiff, and the sadness from his dark eyes made Ye Yunxi very distressed.

How could this be?

It's useless? !

She is not reconciled!

There is always something, there is always something......! ! !

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