In the blue and blue sky, two magnificent blue lightning bolts circled and wailed like birds with broken wings, and finally fell heavily on Qin Hao's chest.

In an instant, brilliant golden light burst out, revealing golden runes in the sky.

In the air filled with a faint fishy atmosphere, Qin Hao covered his chest that had been blown up with bloody holes, and his immature little face was full of confusion.

No, it's not a catastrophe at all!

In the infinite destructive power, there is no life. The twin thunderbolts fell, and the combined power was enough to shatter him.

The reason why Qin Hao didn't turn into a broken corpse was because at the moment when the thunder tribulation fell, his heart twitched suddenly. The blood-colored sword light slashed out from the heart, and collided with the twin thunders in one place.

The reason why the heart was bare and the flesh was blurred was that it was injured by the sword light that rushed out from the inside out. At the moment when the thunder tribulation fell, the sword light easily cut through the sternum, pierced through the flesh and skin, and canceled each other out with the thunder tribulation.

Qin Hao looked down at the bright red and beating heart in his chest, and then he remembered that a hundred and three days had passed since he inherited the spiritual wish.

Ever since he signed a contract with himself and bestowed upon him the power of the Shura Prajna, it was as if the spiritual wish had vanished. If it weren't for the sudden sword light at the critical moment, Qin Hao would have almost forgotten its existence.

The reason for the two-color thunder attack can also be explained. Because in Qin Hao's body, there are two souls hidden, that is, two people are crossing the tribulation.

Calm and flustered have always been opposite words, but now they are just right to mention Qin Hao.

"What to do...... What should I do......" Staring at the weird pitch-black, glowing clouds from time to time, Qin Hao fell into deep thought.

His brain was racing, almost frantically thinking about how he could fight the Thunderstorm, but ...... Desperate situations, sometimes just like that, don't make sense.

After emitting a sword light, Qin Hao could clearly feel the twitching and exhaustion coming from his heart. This means that the soul hidden in the body no longer has the extra strength to resist the thunder tribulation.

All retreats were cut off, and Qin Hao, who was on the edge of the endless abyss, was still struggling, trying to grasp the straw that saved his life.

The second thunder descended, and it was also a double thunder without warning, and it was even more terrifying.

In the sky above the dark clouds, there seemed to be a scythe-wielding Grim Reaper, cleverly calculating how to completely kill the young man on the stage.

Death has never been so close......

Qin Hao could even hear the sound of the Grim Reaper's gasp behind him, its black magic scythe had already hooked his neck, about to tear it apart.

At this moment, Qin Hao's heart twitched and twisted strangely, and the blood all over his body was boiling like crazy, and the terrifying momentum quietly emanated from his scarlet pupils.

Since the mountains and rivers are exhausted, why not break the kettle!?

Burning the sword is not an unfathomable move, and it can even be said to be a little stupid.

stupid and pitiful, like a fledgling stunned young man, or Qin Hao with an upright temperament.

In the same way, it is a great sword. With faith as the form, blood as the blade, a pious and solemn sword.

The blood-colored luster and thunder light were intertwined, and brilliant runes flew all over the sky, even more than the blood-colored mushroom cloud rose from mid-air, reflecting the world red.

Finally, in this narrow battle, the burning sword infused with Qin Hao's will was completely defeated.

The remaining Violent Thunder Spirit all burrowed into Qin Hao's broken chest, scorching the blood flowing through his heart, and then spread all over his body.

This kind of pain can make the nerves in every place twist and the muscles spasm. Qin Hao knelt on the ground, silently feeling the passage of the essence of life.

When the blood was nearly half dry, Qin Hao finally exhausted the power of thunder.

In the magnificent clouds in the sky, the third thunder is quietly condensing.

Counting on his fingers, Qin Hao estimated that he would have about twenty breaths to live.

In the last twenty breaths of his life, Qin Hao felt that he should do something.

Like what...... apologized to Sister Xiaolan, she shouldn't be willful.

Also, you should meet Miss Qin Shuang and say goodbye to her, which can be regarded as leaving your own concern in this world.

This sounds very selfish, Qin Hao is not a selfish person, but he wants to be willful before he dies.

"Enough...... Enough is enough. Staring at the dreamy and magnificent thunder, Miss Qin Shuang muttered.

For the first time since they met, Miss Qin Shuang saw Qin Hao's desperate look.

His hand did not hold the hilt of the sword, indicating that he had lost his fighting spirit.

He crossed his arms and hugged his shoulders, shivering from panic and helplessness.

"Enough, enough. Miss Qin Shuang bit her lip tightly and sobbed softly.

Qin Hao is an unfortunate, poor child. He tried hard, but never succeeded. He tried to protect his loved ones and still never succeeded.

Until one day, when he realized that all his efforts were just a joke in the eyes of others, he still did not give up......

Why does Heaven always have to trouble this poor child?

felt pitiful, Miss Qin Shuang thought about taking care of him and caring for him. So much so that the relationship between the two people has developed very delicately......

"Enough, enough. We can't let him be lonely like this anymore, it's so unfair!"

Miss Qin Shuang had already made up her mind, so she took off her cloak, stood up from the dark corner, rushed across the vast street, and swept past the eyes of Qin Hongru and the others, and finally stood under the competition platform.

This scene was not discovered by Qin Hao. He was hanging his head at this time, looking a little lonely and depressed, but not as crazy and fierce as before death.

"Enough, enough. If you can have eternal peace, it doesn't matter anything......"

Taking a deep breath, Qin Hao lay on the ground in the most peaceful and comfortable posture, breathing evenly. The immature little face is serene and calm, and there is a sense of relief.

The red and blue sky is torn by the wind into wing-like clouds, and the fantasy and magnificence are like dreams. The raindrops dried up, sprinkling specks of golden light from the cracks in the thunderclouds and falling on Qin Hao's face.

Looking at the back of Miss Qin Shuang, the holy woman frowned, and said in her heart: How can there be such an uneducated person in the palace!' "Who is that girl?" she asked with some displeasure.

"It's just a maid. Qin Hongru replied indifferently, and inadvertently looked in the direction of Qin Shuang's running, only to find that she had already climbed the high platform of the martial arts competition......! Slowly walked to Qin Hao's side and lay down. "What is she trying to do, is she crazy?"

Ignoring the suspicious gazes from the audience, Qin Shuang and the man who fell in a pool of blood were close to their shoulders, and then took his palm, and finally took a look at the thunder that was condensed and became more and more intense in the sky, and finally closed his eyes in a heavy manner.