“Tsk tsk tsk, this is the nth time, this kind of sacrifice has never failed.”

A man in black robe threw two corpses into the lake below. Blood fell from the air like a tragic blood rain and merged into the lake.

“Who knows? But this place is also weird. It can only be activated with the lives and blood of a man and a woman who have betrayed their love. It’s really weird.”

Another man in black robe shrugged and replied.

“Alright, hurry up and leave with me. Once this haunted place is aroused, the surroundings will begin to change in an hour. By that time, even gods and immortals will find it difficult to escape.”

The leader shouted in a low voice, and the others shuddered when they heard it and flew away quickly.

“Jiang Jue, are you sure he will send down his divine consciousness here?”

On a mountain, a girl with long pale blue hair looked at the young man in a black robe beside her and asked. This man was Wang Dong.

“Of course, your father, the God King, must have been impatient waiting.”

Jiang Jue’s eyes moved slightly, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he said with a smile.

“Until he gives me a reasonable explanation, he is not my father.”

A trace of pain flashed across Wang Dong’s beautiful blue eyes, but quickly disappeared, replaced by determination. He shook his head and said.

Jiang Jue smiled slightly, and had no objection to this. Due to his previous promise to Wang Dong, Jiang Jue naturally brought him along on this trip to Qiankun Valley of Love.

“But where is this place, and why does it require a sacrifice to open it?”

Wang Dong didn’t want to talk too much about her father, the God-King, so she pointed to the lake below and asked.

“This is the place left behind by the God of Love after his death. It is also one of the three great treasures in the world, Qiankunwenqing Valley. As for why a sacrifice is required to open it, I don’t understand.”

Jiang Jue stared at the lake below and said calmly.

Under his powerful mental perception, after the two bodies fell into the lake, the water in the lake began to surge constantly, and the blood floating on the surface rippled and gradually faded, and then a strange light appeared.

It was a mixture of gold and silver, with flickering gold and rippling silver. After this color appeared in the center of the lake, it instantly bloomed and spread to the surroundings at an astonishing speed.

With the existence of the divine seed, Jiang Jue could feel that the power was divine power.

“As long as those two people just now have always believed in each other and have not betrayed each other, they will not meet the requirements of the sacrifice, right?”

Wang Dong recalled what had just happened with her beautiful eyes and asked in a daze.

“Yes, only those who betray love are eligible for sacrifice. After all, this is the place where the god of love left behind.”

Jiang Jue nodded slightly and then spoke.

“Just wait quietly. Once the audience is gathered, this grand performance will begin.”

“Ah.”

Wang Dong nodded slightly, looking at the surging lake below, his eyes flickering, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Seeing this, Jiang Jue waved his hand and a curtain of light appeared. He then sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, and his mental power sank into the Soul Refining Banner.

“Senior, we will see Tang San soon, are you ready?”

Jiang Jue looked at Bibi Dong who had an indifferent expression in front of him and asked.

Facing the divine consciousness sent down by Tang San this time, he naturally had to be fully prepared. After all, Qiankun Questioning Valley was the key node in the God King Tang’s ten thousand year plan, so the divine consciousness it sent down would definitely not be weak.

“Don’t worry, this Pope has been preparing for this for ten thousand years. The resentment accumulated over the past ten thousand years has made me impatient.”

When Bibi Dong heard this, ripples appeared in her purple eyes. She narrowed her eyes slightly and spoke in a calm tone, but Jiang Jue felt a different kind of anger in it.

“Xiaoxue, watch carefully. This time, your mother will avenge you personally.”

Bibi Dong murmured in her heart. At the same time, in the sea of ​​consciousness, a huge spider with dark gold and purple-gray colors also roared, and its compound eyes flashed with black light.

A faint light flashed, and a ferocious demon sickle appeared in Bibi Dong’s hand, emitting a breathtaking pressure, and it seemed to have dark red blood that had long dried up. “That’s good, I won’t bother you any more.”

After hearing this, Jiang Jue bowed slightly and withdrew his mental power from the Soul Refining Banner.

“Funny little guy.”

Looking at Jiang Jue’s disappearing back, Bibi Dong slightly opened her charming red lips and whispered.

Although she was very curious about how Jiang Jue knew that Tang San was going to send down his divine sense here, she did not ask.

“I hope that after this, you will be able to kill Tang San in the future. Unfortunately, this Pope is destined not to be able to see that day with my own eyes…”

Bibi Dong shook her head slightly, and her pale palm gently stroked the Rakshasa Demon Scythe.

Just as Bibi Dong’s palm touched the sharp blade of the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, a flash of blood appeared, and liquid like blood flowed out of Bibi Dong’s palm.

The Rakshasa Demon Scythe absorbed the liquid hungrily like a shark smelling blood, and Bibi Dong’s originally stable consciousness became a little illusory at this moment.

“But before that, this Pope will do his best to pave the way for you…”

“I also hope that you will not disappoint the Pope’s trust.”

Feeling the ever-increasing illusion of divine consciousness, Bibi Dongfei was not worried at all. Instead, she laughed. There was a hint of sickness in her laughter, like a magic lotus about to bloom…

“Lovesickness, red. Do you feel it? This is the place where the god of love left behind.”

Jiang Jue was slightly shocked when his mental strength returned, and secretly sent a message to the Acacia Heartbreak Red that was wrapped around his left wrist.

“The strong power of love is constantly spreading outward. This is indeed the place where the god of love left behind.”

Acacia Heartbroken Red stretched out a branch and said in a clear voice.

“Then it’s up to you next.”

Jiang Jue said with a hint of meaning.

“Okay, as long as what you say is true, I will take action.”

Xiangsiduanchanghong replied firmly that she would not allow anyone to tarnish her loyal love.

“Jiang Jue, you seem to be very familiar with this place. Also, if I am not mistaken, the fairy grass on your wrist should be the king of fairy products, Acacia Heartbroken Red.”

At this moment, Wang Dong blinked her beautiful eyes and looked at Jiang Jue.

“Yes.”

Jiang Jue slowly stood up and responded. After Wang Dong had Tang Wutong’s memories, it was not surprising that he knew Xiangsiduanchanghong. After all, this was the true second-generation god.

“Can you do me a favor later?”

Seeing Jiang Jue admit it, Wang Dong’s pretty face lit up with joy and she looked at Jiang Jue with some anticipation.

“What’s the matter? Tell me.”

Jiang Jue raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion.

“This is the place left by the God of Love, and the Acacia Heartbroken Red is the herb of true love. Perhaps I can use the power left by the God of Love in this Qiankun Valley of Love.”

“So if possible, I want to test whether Tang San still truly loves my mother.”

Wang Dong spoke word by word.

Ask Tang San about love?

When Jiang Jue heard this, a strange light flashed in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)