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Chapter 1522 Can it be saved?

Xiaoxiangzhu curled his lips and said, "If you hadn't also got the map of the Holy King's Grave, all those who came into this Holy King's Grave would have turned into fertilizer for this Holy Realm Flower and become part of Feng Yuan's strength!"

"At that time, she will not only be able to break through to the holy realm without any obstacles, but she may also be able to directly advance to the transcendent holy realm with the help of the huge essence of its power!"

After all, there are so many family power strong people coming to the Holy King’s Tomb, and no one will be the opponent of the growing Blood Demon Vine.

If Luo Qingtong hadn't been here and Feng Yuan killed half of the people casually, the essence of power contained in the blood-colored flower would have been huge enough.

"Yes." Luo Qingtong understood the use of this blood-colored flower.

only……

"This flower looks like it's almost withering, is there any help?"

Luo Qingtong frowned.

If she had known what kind of holy flower this flower was, she would not have been able to put such a heavy hand just now.

At this moment, the blood-colored flower will wither before it blooms, and the blood-colored energy essence inside will inevitably not be used.

"hey-hey."

Xiaoxiangzhu laughed when he heard this.

"Of course, someone else can't save me!"

"After all, this blood-colored flower grew up with blood and the power of death."

"But you are different!"

It said, using its little hooves to point the sword of life and death on Luo Qingtong's hand.

"You use this form that changes into a dead blade to absorb the dead energy in it, and then cut some blood to feed it, and there will be no problem."

After all, this blood-colored flower is almost blooming.

Only one kick left.

With the death aura contained in the Death Blade in the Sword of Life and Death and the blood power of Luo Qingtong, it is absolutely fine.

Otherwise, the little fragrant pig would not have called Luo Qingtong after seeing this bloody flower.

Of course, the other party can save it!

"good!"

Luo Qingtong's eyes were burning.

If she could save this holy flower, then after taking it, she would be able to break through to the holy realm and leave this secret room!

Su Yu and others were still waiting for her outside.

They didn't know she was fine.

At that time, a big mess will occur!

Luo Qingtong thought about this, and immediately raised her hand and cut her wrist and dripped blood on the blood-colored bud.

At the same time, the Life and Death Sword in her hand changed into the form of a Death Blade.

The death aura contained in it instantly made the blood-colored flower excited.

It desperately absorbed Luo Qingtong's blood and the death aura emitted from the sword of Life and Death, and the petals around it opened little by little.

When Luo Qingtong was feeding the bloody flower, Su Yu and others outside could not believe that Luo Qingtong was dead like this.

They desperately dig the collapsed place of the Holy King Cemetery Palace, trying to dig out the entrance.

However, the Holy King Cemetery Palace is nearly a thousand meters deep underground, and only a narrow entrance passage extends hundreds of meters to the ground.

Under such circumstances, the underground palace collapsed, and the entrance passage was completely mixed with the surrounding mud, sand and dust, and it no longer existed.

Su Yu and others knelt on the ground and dug for most of the day, but didn't dig out anything.

At this moment, some of the people who swore to surrender to Luo Qingtong's family forces before the crisis of life and death, were unwilling to do it.

"What the hell do you dig?"

A family member threw the weapon in his hand to the ground.
Chapter completed!
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