"The day you leave seclusion is the time to fight to the ninth heaven!" Gu Duxing repeated slowly, his whole body aura rising.
"But now that the Nine Heavens are completely closed, how can we kill them?" Ji Mo said distressedly.
"As long as Chu Yang is the Master of the Nine Tribulations Sword, then Chu Yang will definitely open the seal!" Mo Tianji's eyes burned as he said, "This is the mission of the Nine Tribulations Sword Master! It is also the inevitable result of ten thousand years of reincarnation!"
All the brothers fell silent. Although everyone stopped talking, a faint high-spirited fighting spirit emerged spontaneously.
Practice! Practice!
Next, the six brothers each found a seat and sat down next to the dragon. They each breathed slowly and quietly. After a while, they had already entered into a state of oblivion.
For the past three days, preparations for the Ten Thousand Medicines Ceremony have been underway, and pharmacists and experts from all over the world have gathered towards the due south. Some have just set off, some are making preparations, and others are already on the way.
It has started to boil slowly in the past three days.
The south is still covered with green trees, but in a wasteland in the extremely far northwest, it is already freezing cold and snowing heavily.
In the vast snow, there are people crying in grief at this moment.
It's Dong Wushang.
A piece of broken limbs filled the surrounding area. A bloody smell rose into the sky!
Dong Wushang knelt down weakly on a patch of snow. Beside him, Mo Leier stood unsteadily, his face pale and his eyes filled with tears.
In front of him was Rui Butong's body, lying quietly.
No sound.
Dong Wushang held a long knife in his hand, tears fell like rain, and he was so choked that he couldn't speak at all.
Since the establishment of the Four-Six-Three-person Hall, the three of them have been taking on missions and fighting constantly, and their achievements and cultivation levels have also continued to soar. The density of spiritual energy in the upper three-day world is completely different from that in the middle three-day school.
Personal cultivation has improved relatively quickly.
The talents of Dong Wushang and Rui Butong were quickly stimulated by such rich spiritual energy. Three days ago, Dong Wushang had quickly reached the eighth level of Sword Emperor!
Because Rui Butong was an ordinary throne, he could rush faster than Dong Wushang, and he was already on the ninth throne.
When Mo Lei'er was on the throne for three days, she started at a lower level than Dong Wushang, but now she has reached the sixth level throne.
Just the day before yesterday, Dong Wushang accepted a mission to escort an elixir; the reward was a thousand amethysts!
Dong Wushang and the other three discussed it and then set off happily. Little did they know that this medicine was used in the Ten Thousand Medicines Canon and was extremely rare. Along the way, they were intercepted and killed one after another!
In just two days, the three people had already been intercepted and killed seven or eight times! Every time, it was dangerous.
This last time, Dong Wushang roared and fought, but he could not withstand the offensive of the opponent's several kings. He was retreating steadily and was in danger.
Mo Leier was also at a disadvantage and tried his best to support him. Rui Butong was even more clumsy, facing dangers.
But at the most critical moment, Rui Butong suddenly jumped up, high-fiving three Jun-level masters at the same time, desperately breaking the neck of the Jun-level master, and then leaped forward to face the fatal blow.
The long sword tightly hugged the most powerful monarch-level master opposite Dong Wushang!
Dong Wushang stood still.
Rui Butong's death roar was still echoing in his mind.
"We must not all die!"
"You and sister-in-law wait for the boss to come up!"
"Don't let them feel alone and helpless when they come up!"
"Draw out the sword! Cut me into pieces! Kill him~~~"
Dong Wushang fell to his knees and burst into tears.
"No way... Old Sixth!" Dong Wushang shouted to the sky, his voice was hoarse, and blood kept coming from his throat. He seemed to see Rui Butong yelling at him with blood all over his body again.
At the moment when he drew the knife out of grief and anger, a smile flashed in Rui Butong's eyes.
And a few words blurred in the throat: "Wait for him...you wait...I am...happy..."
"I know, I know! You want me to wait for them...wait for them to come up, and let me fight with them!" Dong Wushang looked up to the sky and shouted: "But the boss is coming up, coming up alone, what do I say? What do I say?
"
"They asked me, where is Lao Liu? It doesn't make sense? How should I answer? You are lying here quietly...it's okay, but it's a mess, what should I do?" Dong Wushang roared in grief and anger: "You bastard.
!Asshole!”
While he was scolding the bastard, tears were rolling down his eyes. Such a mighty and heroic man couldn't stop crying at this moment!
Mo Leier on the side was crying silently.
The moment Rui Butong flew out roaring with blood all over his body, Mo Leier was truly shocked!
This Rui Butong, who is usually smooth-tongued, even looks a little wretched, and has no sunshine at all, showed heroism and determination at that moment; it was so shocking!
Such energy penetrates the rainbow!
Men have their own passion!
Normally, it won't be shown, but once the sea is flowing and the man's blood spurts out, it's enough to move anyone's face! Once there's a critical moment, when the man sacrifices, it's enough to make everyone's heart surge!
She clearly remembered that during the battle just now, Rui Butong had been paying attention to Dong Wushang's battlefield and her side out of the corner of his eye.
And Dong Wushang's heavy eyes were always paying attention to Rui Butong and himself.
The two men, at this moment, did not say anything, but with the most genuine gestures and actions, they told themselves what it means to be a man!
It turns out that men’s friendship is like this.
Rui Butong is always ready to sacrifice himself for his brother! And Dong Wushang's gaze is the same! Both of them are always ready to sacrifice themselves.
But just before Dong Wushang took action, Rui Butong activated it in advance. When he activated it, the situation was only one shot, and it was not yet a matter of life and death.
But Rui Butong didn't wait any longer; he knew that once that moment came, he would definitely not be able to act as fast as Dong Wushang.
This battle was intense and short. The lineups of the three parties were very balanced, with nine people on the other side, forming a joint attack formation. The three battlefields were intertwined and echoed each other. Only the three monarch-level masters were the most powerful and could support each other at any time.
As long as he can kill one of them unexpectedly, Dong Wushang can immediately break out of the encirclement and kill the others with the force of chopping melons and vegetables!
But if Dong Wushang died, he would not be able to kill those people at the same time!
So if I die, I will die too!
So Rui Butong activated it in advance! He couldn't let Dong Wushang activate it first!
As expected, Rui Butong's sacrifice was to risk his own life to kill one person, break the formation, and then use his own life to hold the other one in a desperate manner. Then he alleviated most of Dong Wushang's obstacles!
Dong Wushang was like a dragon escaping from trouble in an instant. With strong grief and anger, Mo Dao turned into an overwhelming dragon in an instant. He killed everyone as quickly as possible without hesitation of self-destruction, and immediately came to Rui
No way around me!
But Rui Butong could no longer speak at that time!
He was just panting weakly, with a smile in his eyes, with peace and reassurance, looking deeply at Dong Wushang, as if he wanted to engrav his brother in his mind forever for the rest of his life!
Then he smiled and moved his lips.
Dong Wushang thought he was going to speak, so he put his ear to listen, but he was no longer breathing.
Calm as if asleep.
"Wushang, don't be sad...if I don't know if he knew something underground, he wouldn't want to..." Mo Lei'er burst into tears and choked with sobs as she came to persuade Dong Wushang.
Dong Wushang trembled and suddenly cried loudly: "My brother won't let me feel sad, but this is my brother! But this is my brother! But this is my brother!!"
"He smiled at me just now, he smiled just now, how could he die?!" Dong Wushang angrily pushed Mo Lei'er aside and yelled irrationally: "How could my brother die! I still can't.
I want to be with him and wait for my brothers to come up together! Let’s laugh proudly together! Let’s dance in the Qiongxiao together and be proud of the Nine Heavens! Carve our names on the Nine Heavens Tower!”
"Rui Butong! You promised! You promised us! You can't fail to keep your word! You can't fail to keep your promise!!" Dong Wushang shook Rui Butong's body crazily and yelled crazily.
Rui Butong still had a calm smile on his face, swaying feebly as Dong Wushang shook.
The snowflakes that fell on his face quietly stuck to him, no longer melting.
"Ah!!" Dong Wushang shouted up to the sky, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and loosened his hands weakly. Rui Butong's body fell weakly to the snow.
And Dong Wushang's burly body also fell straight down like a jade pillar pushing down a mountain of gold.
Mo Lei'er cried loudly and first supported Rui Butong's body and then went to help Dong Wushang, but it was already too late.
With a loud bang, Dong Wushang fell solidly to the snow.
The vast snowfield seemed to tremble violently because his burly body fell to the ground.
Mo Leier burst into tears like rain.
She couldn't help Dong Wushang first; she knew that if she ignored Rui Butong's body and went to help Dong Wushang, the first thing Dong Wushang would do when he woke up would be to be separated from her forever!
No one knows better than her how much this man values his brothers!
One day passed.
Ever since Dong Wushang woke up, he had been sitting in front of Rui Butong's body, motionless, muttering in his mouth. He still refused to accept that his brother was dead...
He forced all the medicine into Rui Butong's body. Including the incomplete version of the Nine Layer Pills given by Chu Yang, and the remaining three, they were all stuffed into Rui Butong's mouth.
"This is the boss's miracle medicine. It can cure no harm." Dong Wushang said sadly: "Wake up soon... wake up soon..."
Mo Lei'er secretly shed tears and was about to persuade her when she suddenly heard Dong Wushang scream in ecstasy!
Shocked, he hurriedly turned around and saw that where Rui Butong was lying, the ice and snow were beginning to melt and turned into water, and steam was rising up.
Dong Wushang jumped out, pointed from a distance, laughed and shouted with joy: "Look, he's not dead! I'm not beside him! His body is heating up!"
Then he jumped back again with a trembling voice: "My brother, my brother is alive..."
Mo Leier's eyes widened.
This thing is too strange. It is unheard of that someone can come back to life after being dead for a day and night, his body has become stiff.
Under the gaze of the two people, the temperature of Rui Butong's body on the ground became higher and higher, and slowly began to turn red. Finally, with a cry, a ball of fire suddenly appeared on his body!
The fire kept coming out, and in an instant it was already a huge fire!
"Phoenix Nirvana?!" An idea flashed in Mo Lei'er's mind, and she suddenly blurted out, and then she covered her mouth in shock at her own words!