Tang Haoyu opened his eyes and inhaled heavily, the dust sealed his nose and almost suffocated, and this breath entered his throat with dust, he sat up suddenly, coughed several times, the nosebleed had stopped, and so did the eardrum.

He looked around, there was no sound quietly, the eldest sister was still lying next to him, he subconsciously called out to the eldest sister, and when he was about to cover the eldest sister's ears again, he took a step back in surprise.

He couldn't hear it anymore.

In a panic, Tang Haoyu swallowed a mouthful of phlegm, sliding through his throat with dust and scraping the mucous membrane like a glass shard, he looked in the direction of the hill of the mourning hole, the handover of gold and purple flashed frequently, drawing jagged differences in the dust, and it was clearly visible that the golden light had a slight advantage, and it was Youzi who was attacking all the time, and the golden light was resisting.

During the time he was unconscious, the battle between Chu Ziyang and the Dead Hole Hill went to another level, probably because the Dead Hole Hill couldn't wait, he was using an offensive method to force Chu Ziyang to release stronger strength.

Tang Haoyu glanced at the eldest sister again, hesitated for half a second, and immediately took off his clothes, he twisted the clothes into a ball and tightly shrouded the eldest sister's ears, he decided to go out of the wall to help Chu Ziyang, so he could only rely on clothes to reduce the damage of the sound to the eldest sister.

After arranging the clothes, Tang Haoyu moved the eldest sister to the back of the relatively intact side of the parapet, and after glancing at Chu Ziyang's direction again, he began to walk out of the parapet.

The terrifying coercion squeezed Tang Haoyu's thighs the moment he stepped out of the wall, as if he was going to squeeze him flat, it seemed that the effect of the wall was still very great, and he could still resist such a strong coercion when he was incomplete.

Tang Haoyu didn't stop, he propped his hands on the wall and pushed himself out, this time, the whole person seemed to be crowded into a group of fat people, it felt like every piece of skin on the body was congested with a mass of fat, and it was difficult to take a step forward.

He remembered what Phantom said to him at the end, Phantom said that he was capable, so he knew what he should do, and he still did not hesitate, what trouble he would encounter in the future, what thorns he would encounter, anyway, run up first.

But now it's not running, it's a problem to crawl forward.

Tang Haoyu took a step forward, he could feel that the pressure was repelling him, every time he took a step forward, he needed to pay more than half a double the strength before, he glanced at the eldest sister with his spare eyes, the eldest sister's condition had not changed, he looked forward again, since he had decided to move forward, even if it was just a step forward.

Under the pressure, it is not only the body that is uncomfortable, but also the breathing, Tang Haoyu feels like he has inhaled viscous gasoline every time he breathes, and his lungs have no time to transform this energy, so he needs to pause for a while to recover his strength every time he takes a step forward.

Tang Haoyu looked at the golden pillar of light closest to him, he needed to go there first, those golden aura danced freely in the coercion, it didn't look like it was affected at all, maybe he would not be affected by the coercion when he approached these pillars of light, just hoping that this life-like golden light could accept him.

When he said he was capable, he woke up, even though he didn't know what he was capable of.

Good luck? Walking in front of Chu Ziyang, you can share good luck with Chu Ziyang? It's a bit unrealistic, but think about it, in such a world, what can be realistic?

Blocking the fatal blow for Chu Ziyang? Sounds a lot more reliable than the first one.

I can't think of any other abilities.

With great difficulty, Tang Haoyu finally walked half of the journey, and just when he stopped to breathe, a golden light flashed from his side, rolling up with dust, he couldn't hear these sounds, but the moment the golden light flashed, his whole person twitched, and his heart also itched, because when the golden light flashed, it was dissipating, and a figure was stripped out in the middle.

He looked behind him, but because he couldn't stabilize his figure, he was pushed back a few steps by coercion.

But this time, Tang Haoyu's whole person fell into a blank.

Just under the golden pillar of light, in the hole that was smashed open, Chu Ziyang lay weakly inside, the prince knife in his hand was only left with the hilt, the blade was all broken, and the weak pupils were no longer dark gold, but a dismal blue halo, like a blue fire that was about to be extinguished, the golden aura remaining on his body completely slipped off, and the blue aura that escaped in the golden aura slowly stretched, and finally became an almost invisible film, carefully protecting Chu Ziyang.

Chu Ziyang, who had lost the world, raised his eyes tiredly, he saw some sight, and also saw Tang Haoyu, who was pale, he wanted to move his body, only to find that his bones had all been broken, but he didn't feel a trace of pain.

Probably, if the pain is extreme, you won't feel the pain.

The faint breath of the prince knife maintained his heart, if the heart stopped beating, he would really die, and strangely, he didn't feel pain, but he could feel the sound of the prince knife in his hand, as if he desperately wanted him to live.

Chu Ziyang was not defeated by the Hill of the Dead Hole, but by the golden aura on his body, after finding that no matter how he attacked, he couldn't hurt the Hill of the Dead Hole, Chu Ziyang made a decision, a decision that I didn't know if it was right or wrong, and it was another gamble, he was such a person, and he actually liked gambling.

He knew the gap between himself and the Dead Hill, even if he let himself lose control, he still couldn't defeat the Dead Hill, and he found that the Dead Hill had been deliberately letting him increase his strength, and every time he improved a little, the temperament of the Dead Hill would rise, so he speculated that the Dead Hill was full of desire for this power.

That's greed.

Under the hideous face, his desire for power is written.

So, Chu Ziyang decided that if the hill of the dead hole was repaid, he would 'give' this power to him.

Just when the Dead Hole Hill was still immersed in the fun of fighting with him, Chu Ziyang looked for another opportunity, he wanted to get close to the Dead Hole Hill, so that he could avoid the scythe and pour all the golden aura into the Dead Hole Hill.

Every time the Hill of the Dead Hole stimulated him, it was exactly what he wanted, so that the Hill of the Dead Hole would not suspect what he was doing to increase his strength, and the Hill of the Dead Hole would only think that he was angry and corrupt and did not think.

Chu Ziyang's choice to 'send' the golden breath to the Dead Hole Hill was not completely without concerns, he thought of the golden breath devouring the original aura of the Prince Knife, this is basically two forces, two mutually exclusive forces, the golden breath has its own independent consciousness, it only wants to devour other forces, so as to occupy the host's body.

Therefore, he wants to 'give' this power to the Hill of Death, hoping that if it is really as he thinks, the golden breath will also be merciless, brutally biting and devouring the contract power of the Hill of Death itself, so that the Hill of Death may collapse because it cannot adapt to this power in time, and it is best to be completely swallowed by the golden breath.

At the request of the Dead Hole Hill, Chu Ziyang continued to improve his strength, and at the same time controlled his strength within the suppressible ability, until the last moment when the branches were broken, Chu Ziyang really jumped upwards once, whether he grabbed the corner of the abyss or fell into the abyss It was up to him whether he could pour the golden breath into the Dead Hole Hill.

Under the final attack of the Dead Hole Hill, Chu Ziyang did not use the Prince Knife to resist, but used his body to meet the attack, he saw the disbelieving expression of the Dead Hole Hill when the scythe cut through his body, but the Dead Hole Hill didn't have time to retract the attack, the scythe cut through the body, and the Dead Hole Hill hesitated and paused.

Chu Ziyang just seized the moment of pause, and the sickle cut not his body, but the armor condensed by the golden aura, and the armor was scattered.

When the Dead Hole Hill reacted, Chu Ziyang had already disappeared from his sight, the golden aura condensed again, Chu Ziyang was already standing behind him, but he didn't have time to transfer his body, Chu Ziyang had already clamped him with his legs, and the next moment he opened his mouth with his bare hands.

In the pupils of the Dead Hole Hill, those golden breaths kept falling off Chu Ziyang's body, all of them burrowing into his body, and what followed was a scorching burning sensation, like a holy fire burning in the abdomen, never extinguished.

The hill of the dead hole wanted to break free, but found that his power was dissipating, the sickle in his hand turned into gravel, and he couldn't break free, and the hill of the dead hole could only let the golden aura burrow into his body, and the holy fire became brighter and brighter, as if it was about to erupt from his body.

He reacted to what Chu Ziyang wanted to do, as he had thought before, this golden aura was an independent individual who wanted to devour the host, Chu Ziyang actually wanted to use the golden aura to devour him.

The claws began to fall off, and the yellow in his pupils gradually faded, replaced by a golden light, but when the breath flowed all over his body, his vision seemed to be carved into layers of golden glass, and he couldn't see anything outside.

The golden aura continued to boil in the body of the Dead Hole Hill, like an angry volcano, his body began to twist, because he couldn't immediately adapt to this power, this power was scurrying in his body, the Dead Hole Hill wanted to grasp the source of this power and suppress it like Chu Ziyang, but he couldn't find a chance at all, the breath kept hitting his body, as if it was about to rush out.

It was really hard to imagine how Chu Ziyang could suppress this power, and how he could use this power to fight, this power was completely like a wild horse, difficult to control, let alone use.

Is it really because of the difference in hosts? The stronger the host's body, the more intense and difficult it will be to swallow it?

After all the breath on Chu Ziyang's body penetrated into the body of the Dead Hole Hill, because his body could not contain this power, Chu Ziyang, who had lost his golden breath, did not have the strength to dodge, and this breath actually erupted from the mouth of the Dead Hole Hill.

The powerful coercion brought by the aura pushed Chu Ziyang out entirely, and the prince's knife, which had lost the maintenance of the golden aura, was also shattered.