Du Shaofu and the Demon Sect gathered the overall strength of Xueling Mountain. At this time, it was almost the same, and no one could crush anyone.

If the Demon Sect is forcibly stopped from leaving, it will inevitably lead to a more cruel war and cause inevitable casualties.

For Du Shaofu, he was not ready to start a real war with the Demon Cult.

He had not collected all the thirty-six spiritual thunders and the nine purple thunder mysterious tripods, nor had he gone to the demon world, and many forces had not yet completed the integration.

On the other hand, the Demon Sect also has great concerns.

The demon god is still recovering. If a bloody battle starts at this time, it will be detrimental to their layout plan!

Both sides have their own concerns and conspiracies. This battle will not last be fought and can only be left to the future.

However, when the demon gods participate in the war, they will face a more violent storm, which will involve all living beings in this world. No one can escape from the world and avoid disasters and protect themselves!

"grandmother!"

A soft call from Jialou Cailing interrupted Du Shaofu's thoughts.

He looked in a blink of an eye and found that the colored petal of Jialou was flying downwards, landing beside Jialou Jueqing, who was lying across the ground.

The ice ground under Jialou Jueqing's body was impacted by the fall of the demon peng's body. It emitted a spider-like crack in its heart, and its shape was ferocious.

Looking down from a high altitude, his body was like being locked in this spider and could not break free from the cage!

Du Shaofu knew that the shackle spider trapped Jialou to death was his stubbornness and rebelliousness!

"Absolutely..."

At this moment, the old lady was half kneeling beside Jialou Jueqing, and her old tears poured down, blurring her eyes.

One old palm held the young but gradually cold palm, and the other hand stroked the blood-covered face of his grandson.

The tears of Jialou Cailing's pretty face meandered, pulling his brother's other palm and crying.

Jialu Batian, Jialu Jueyu, Jialu Juekong and others also went to Jialu Jueqing's side, and everyone's eyes were sad.

"Gugu!"

There was a gurgling sound between Jialou's throat, and then his jaw thrust, and blood surged out.

Then with this scene, his entire aura became even weaker, and it was obvious that it was about to die.

"Mmmm...grandma...grandson makes...you disappoint..."

Jialou Jueqing's voice was soft and his words were intermittent. It took him a while to say a word.

His eyes were staring at the sky with no clarity, empty and dull, filled with death.

"No...no..."

The old lady shook her head hard, her eyes were covered in tears, and she repeatedly said the word "no", but she couldn't say anything else.

Looking at the appearance of his beloved grandson at this moment, the old lady's heart was filled with endless pain.

Perhaps she had been disappointed with Jialou's remorse countless times, but at this moment, all the knots in her heart melted with the passage of her grandson's life and could no longer blame him.

In fact, he did it!

What's more, my grandson did this to save me.

The old lady was a person who loved her younger generations, and watching all this happen made her heart extremely sad.

"The grandson...the grandson is unfilial...the unfilial..."

Jialou's breathing suddenly became heavy and gasped sharply, but this breathing might come to an abrupt end at any time.

Seeing this, Jialou Cailing quickly used the beast energy, put her slender palm on her younger brother's chest, and the gentle qi kept moving into his body, which calmed down a little.

"Du...Du Shaofu!"

"Jiangqing, stop talking, stop talking... Grandma doesn't blame you, grandma would rather you not block that palm for me!"

The old lady cried in grief and cried almost heartbrokenly.

If she could, she would rather be herself lying on the ground at this time than her beloved grandson!

Listening to grandma's crying, Jialou Jueqing didn't say anything more to her. Instead, he suddenly tried hard to gather a line of pupils and looked at Du Shaofu who was standing beside him.

"Du...Du Shaofu!"

Jialou Jueqing whispered, as if he had something to say to him, but he could not hear clearly.

The palm of the Three Demon Emperor not only destroyed the vitality of his body, but also shattered his soul.

Even the most advanced elixirs in this world are unable to cure them, and they are really unable to make a comeback!

The energy that Jialou Cailing could only temporarily hold his life and drag it down for a while.

Hearing Jialou Jueqing called himself, Du Shaofu walked to the old lady, stood gently, staring at him and said, "I know what you want to say, don't worry, I will take good care of my grandma and the Golden-winged Roc Bird clan!"

Du Shaofu said very seriously, feeling the old lady's sorrow, he couldn't help but feel a little sad.

"Thank you...thank you!"

Jialou's ruthless mouth twitched slightly, as if he wanted to give him a smile.

"No need to thank you, this is what I should do!" Du Shaofu said.

This is his heartfelt words, without any perfunctory elements.

When Jialou was dying, what he was worried about was the grandmother and the members of the Golden-winged Roc Bird tribe.

This made Du Shaofuxin feel a lot of favor towards him.

Over the years, because Jialou has evil bones and is in harmony with the Demon Sect, the two have always been hostile.

But now, how could he not understand that Jialou Jueqing was not really about rebeling the Golden-winged Roc Bird clan and becoming enemies of the whole world.

It was because he was too arrogant and had a stubborn temper. After being defeated in Jialou Jueyushou, he just wanted to surpass him with his own efforts.

But no one understood him, and everyone felt that he had gone astray and fell deeper and deeper until he could not extricate himself.

Jialou Jueqing himself never made any defense about all this!

Because, he doesn't need it!

All he needs is to keep practicing and practicing, becoming stronger and stronger!

In fact, he did it!

He successfully merged the demon bones and became one of the strongest young people in the world.

Jialou Jueyu, who could defeat him a hundred years ago, is probably a little weaker now!

Du Shaofu sincerely admired such a young man.

In Jialou Jueqing's body, he also saw a little of his own shadow.

It was precisely because of this when the old lady recognized herself as her grandson!

When I was a teenager, I obtained the skills of the Golden-winged Roc Bird clan, and thus rose all the way and formed an indissoluble bond with this clan.

Later, he joined the Golden-winged Roc tribe, and was recognized by the old lady as his grandson and became the young patriarch, providing too much help to himself.

It can be said that there is no Golden-winged Roc tribe, no Du Shaofu’s success today!

He is not an ungrateful person, and he truly treats this clan as relatives!
Chapter completed!