Third Uncle was still unwilling to give up and shot at the male corpse's head with his gun. Wu Tian knew that the black donkey hoof was useless, so he continued to throw it into the cauldron.
Pan Zi felt his blood gushing out, and his body became weaker and weaker.
He still had a trace of consciousness left, but at this moment, he was completely in despair. At the same time, he was filled with deep regret.
If only she had listened to Chu Long's words back then!
However, there was no medicine for regret in this world.
The male corpse had already released Pan Zi's hand. Pan Zi could finally speak. His throat moved and he spat out with difficulty,"
"Third…Third Master, I…don't want to…die…"
Chu Long looked at Pan Zi's miserable state without any pity in his heart, because Pan Zi had brought this upon himself. If he had listened to his advice, he would definitely not have ended up like this.
Moreover, if Panzi was successfully sacrificed, the existence in the stone coffin would be awakened.
At that time, no one here would be able to escape!
Pan Zi had died because of his greed. His death was not worth regretting, but it had brought the rest of them into the abyss.
Chu Long couldn't help but curse in a low voice,""What a scam!"
However, Chu Long was not a person who would leave a dying person to die. Whether it was to save Pan Zi or to prevent the existence in the stone coffin from awakening, he had to take a risk.
Since the bloodline of the stuffy oil bottle was useless, he would try his own.
After Chu Long's previous attack failed, he took the black gold ancient knife in his hand and gently wiped it on the palm of his other hand.
The ancient knife was extremely sharp, and it was instantly stained with Chu Long's blood.
"After using the Qilin's Essence, my bloodline should have evolved by one level. I wonder if it will have any effect on the male corpse?”
Chu Long was looking forward to his own bloodline. If it was effective on the male corpse, would it be more powerful than the stuffy bottle?
As he thought about it, he slowly raised the black-gold ancient saber in his hand and took a deep breath!
Third Uncle and Wu Tianzhen, who were already in despair, revealed a hint of hope. When they were dealing with the female corpse, Chu Long's blood had the same effect as a stuffy bottle.
Now that the blood from the bottle had been proven to be useless, would Chu Long's blood be stronger than the bottle?
They didn't know, but this was the only way!
"Ha!"
Chu Long's knife slashed at the male corpse's neck!
Wu Tianzhen and Third Uncle's hearts were in their throats. Even the stuffy oil bottle could not help but hold its breath.
All eyes were focused on the black saber.
With a cold flash, the black-gold ancient saber descended rapidly, drawing a perfect arc in the air!
"Whoosh!"
Under everyone's incredulous gazes, the blade slashed across the male corpse's neck as if it was cutting through tofu. It was as smooth as silk, and the male corpse's entire head was cut off!
The male corpse's eyes widened as if he couldn't believe that Chu Long was able to chop off his head with one slash!
The corpse's head rolled to the side, and a foul-smelling yellow liquid oozed out of its body before it fell to the ground!
He didn't expect Chu Long's blood to be even more powerful than Boiled Oil Bottle's!
Third Uncle and Wu Tianzhen were stunned. They stuck out their thumbs and spat out two words.
"Awesome!"
Meanwhile, a look of excitement appeared in the eyes of the stuffy oil bottle opposite Chu Long. She blurted out,"Well done!"
Chu Long slowly put away the black-gold ancient saber in his hand. He was quite satisfied with the slash he had just made. A smile appeared on his face.
"Little brother, can't you change your words?”
Chu Long's sudden teasing made the stuffy oil bottle stunned. It was rare for her to reveal an awkward expression, and she squeezed out a smile that was almost impossible to see.
At this moment, Third Uncle and Wu Tianzhen had already pulled the pan out of the bronze cauldron.
However, Pan Zi was already on the verge of death. He was breathing less and breathing more. Blood kept bubbling out of his mouth, and the blood had turned black.
Wu Tianzhen was so flustered that he was about to cry. He kept looking for bandages and a pile of medicine in his backpack and covered Pan Zi's wound, trying to stop the bleeding.
Third Uncle held Pan Zi in his arms. With a pained expression, he muttered,""Pan Zi, it's my fault. Why did I bring you to this damn place?”
Pan Zi's throat moved and he could no longer speak.
After a while, Pan Zi's body gradually softened. He put his hands on the ground and was completely dead!
Pan Zi's sudden death caused Third Uncle and Wu Tianzhen to sink into great sorrow.
"The dead can't be brought back to life. Let him rest in peace!"”
Chu Long didn't feel anything about Pan Zi's death. Firstly, he didn't have any feelings for Pan Zi. Secondly, Pan Zi's death was completely caused by his own greed. He had it coming.
As the saying goes, humans die for wealth, birds die for food. Since ancient times, there had been countless examples of this.
He had already done his best to save Pan Zi.
What Chu Long was most concerned about was whether Pan Zi had been sacrificed by the male corpse and whether it would alert the existence in the stone coffin.
He kept his eyes on the stone coffin on the south side of the tomb.
Suddenly, Chu Long's expression changed!
Because the stone coffin moved and began to shake violently. It even emitted black smoke and made a chilling sound. It was just like what was described in the original novel, a little like the sound of a frog.
"F * ck you, the sacrifice really succeeded!”
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