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He felt as if a fiery light stinged his cheeks. It turned out that it was the only remaining god eye of the puzzle, staring at him coldly without blinking.

The pupil was a magnificent turquoise blue, and a strange and dangerous light bloomed from it. That gaze was like a turquoise demonic flame, which could scorch the opponent's soul.

This feeling made Geng Zhong's whole body feel a little chilly, and the hand holding the long knife trembled slightly. At this moment, he suddenly remembered all kinds of legends about the royal family of the Hidden Land.

In the vast world, there are nine types of great arts. Since ancient times, the Youzu has been the representative of the world's supreme hidden arts.

As a royal family in the secluded land, there are naturally some sensational bloodline powers.

It is said that the royal family of the Netherlands possessed a strange quality when they were born, and they only had a pulse beating in their bodies, but they could not sense the traces of their hearts.

Various rumors indicate that in the depths of the body of the royal family of the Hidden Land, there is an ancient hidden technique. It is deeply sealed, passed down from generation to generation through the bloodline.

This hidden technique acts on the heart of the Netherland Royal Clan, so that the heart is entangled and wrapped by the hidden law. As a result, the heart is hidden in a void space, neither visible nor touchable.

For the royal family, this is a strange protection. Even if their left chest was pierced with a sharp blade, they would not be able to hurt their hearts in the slightest. Even after the body was wrenched into pieces, the heart was still intact.

As long as the Divine Hidden Technique passed down from the bloodline cannot be cracked, the heart is hidden in the void, and ordinary attacks cannot affect it at all.

This is a strange talent, which is equivalent to giving the royal family an unimaginable tenacious vitality.

And because of this, the death process of the royal family is really cruel and long.

The royal family is extremely difficult to kill, and if they can't destroy their hearts, then they can only let the last drop of blood in their bodies be completely drained. Only then will they be considered completely dead.

And before that, the royal family has enough vitality left to carry out a crazy counterattack.

Thinking of these terrible rumors, Geng Zhong couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

He was a little afraid that if he had just slashed at Youchao, not only would he not be able to kill the other party immediately, but he might have lost his life.

Geng Zhong secretly glanced at the third prince on the other side of the valley, standing proudly on Xingtian's shoulder, and kept looking at this side indifferently, without saying a word, and did not remind anything.

Perhaps, both sides lose, that is exactly what the other party wants.

Thinking of this, Geng Zhong's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. He took a slight step back, and then slowly pushed the long knife in his hand back into its sheath.

At this moment, the oblique above the valley, at the edge of the firmament, between the gray clouds, the inexplicable brilliance became even more intense.

"What's the matter, Geng Zhong, aren't you going to kill me again?" You smiled with a hint of sarcasm in her tone.

Geng Zhong glanced at the sky, frowned, and then withdrew his gaze.

He smiled slightly: "Sixth Prince, you have a life-saving grace for me, how can I stain your blood with my own hands." ”

You sneered secretly in her heart, this traitor is really cunning, and he actually has a premonition of a potential crisis.

Originally, before dying, you could take the other party to the funeral, but now, even this wish is difficult to come true.

Geng Zhong had retreated a few feet away, keeping a safe distance.

Then, he glanced around, slowly raised his hand, and made a cold gesture, "Sixth Prince, I'm sorry. ”

In the next moment, the Ghost Armor Guards unleashed their blades in unison, silently and quickly rushing towards the Shadows!

The actions of the Phantom Armor Guards were silent, and a cold murderous aura penetrated into the bone marrow, making the Phantom feel that his blood was about to coagulate.

"You ......"

Puzzle's eyes widened, and the next moment, his words came to an abrupt end.

There was a slight chill in the back, followed by a sharp pain. It was a razor-sharp blade that stabbed silently into it.

"Poof!"

Confused and frightened, he looked at his body, and the snow-white tip of the knife pierced out from the front of his abdomen.

Blood, poignant and beautiful, gushed out from the front and back at the same time, soaking the young man's clothes in an instant.

You clenched her teeth and didn't say a word, and between your lips and white teeth, red blood flowed down.

"Poof!"

Another blade, stabbing in!

The puzzled body tilted, and with a muffled snort, the blade slanted into it from his waist, sinking deeply, only revealing the hilt!

Sticky blood gushed out in an instant, and the indescribable pain struck him, violently stimulating the nerves of the puzzle.

His whole body was spasming and trembling, and he couldn't help but want to scream, but in the end, he was forced to suppress it with his willpower.

However, it's not over yet.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

……

Sharp blades, one handle after another, pierced one after another. They crossed each other, mercilessly piercing through the bewildered body.

Splashes of blood, splashed a few feet high, and then floated down again.

After just a few breaths, the young man's body had become like a broken cloth bag, so tattered that it could not be seen.

The puzzle grew his mouth, coughing up blood, even the corners of his eyes and between his eyebrows were stained with blood, and his gaze was a little sloppy, but he still tried to keep his eyes open.

The field of vision is already a little blurry. Gloomy hung his head in pain, and he could vaguely see that the path under his feet was stained blood-red.

A few feet away from the opposite side, Geng Zhong frowned, his expression was a little surprised, and he stared blankly at the miserable and shocking scene in front of him.

The young sixth son, whose body was pierced by dozens of sharp blades, was tattered into this appearance, but he still held on and did not die.

It seems that all kinds of rumors about the royal family are true.

The heart of the royal family, is protected by the art of concealment. Therefore, they will not die until the last drop of blood is drained.

It's just that such a process is too painful and cruel.

The boy's body had been pierced by dozens of sharp blades, nailed to the ground, and he could not move. Blood trickled out of those holes.

The tearing pain, like ten thousand arrows piercing the heart, violently tormented every corner of the bewildering body.

Not only **, but even the Divine Soul Bei was also destroyed, almost completely shattered.

As the blood slowly passed away, the life force slowly passed, and the confused consciousness began to slowly blur. Even, even the pain in the body is a little numb.

Lonely, cold, numb, hopeless.

Is this what death tastes like?

Now, there is even a strong desire in your heart to die sooner. When the last moment comes, all the pain in front of you will be over.

"Hahaha." On the other side of the valley, the third prince Youyu looked up to the sky and laughed: "In this world, the strong are respected. All the weak and unfortunate should be crushed, trampled to death, and their corpses in the wilderness like ants. My good brother, do you understand this now? ”

The third prince's laughter echoed in the valley, and he bent down slightly, took off the longbow with the treasure light shining behind him, and mounted a shining arrow feather.

"Sixth brother, beg me. My arrows are infused with the power of fire, and in an instant they can burn all your blood away. Then you will be able to die immediately and end this long suffering. ”

By now, Youyu's consciousness has been a little blurred, and only Youyu's words just now are still echoing in his mind.

"In this world, the strong are respected. All those who are weak and unfortunate should be crushed and trampled to death like ants, and their corpses will be left in the wilderness......"

Perhaps, this brother is right.

He lost his eyes due to an accident and was involved in the "evil scourge of the evil eye", and after the matter was revealed, he was pointed out by thousands of people and spurned by thousands of people. Then, it was used as a bargaining chip by the Marquis of Guichuan and wanted to sell it to the outside world.

Now, I am finally going to die, desperate, lonely, cold, no one knows, no one understands.

His own corpse will fall into the valley of the spirits, turning into ghosts and wild ghosts, and the company of countless spirits.

But now that I think about it, from the moment I lost my God's purpose, it all seemed to be doomed. It's just that I'm too young and weak to change anything.

Blood was dripping from the corners of his eyes, and he hung his head weakly, and even his vision was already a little blurred, and he could only faintly see the stream under the valley.

Countless monsters struggled and crawled out of the black mud. Then, their bodies shattered and collapsed, turning back into a puddle of black mud.

In the past, Confusion had never paid serious attention to these monsters. But now, the boy's heart is fluctuating.

What kind of past and present lives do the thousands of ghosts and ghosts at the bottom of this stream have?

Like themselves, do they belong to those who are "weak and unlucky", who have ever died in defeat and died lonely and cold?

The boy's body was in tatters, his flesh and bones were exposed, and most of the blood in his body had been lost.

And at this moment, above the slope of the valley, among the clouds at the edge of the firmament, there was a strange brilliance that shone even brighter.

But when Yu Yu raised his head slightly, and the strange brilliance was reflected on his tattered cheeks, he seemed to sense something, and his heart trembled suddenly.

The young man turned his head sideways with difficulty, looked at his brother on the other side of the valley, and smiled miserably, revealing a mouthful full of blood, "In this world, the strong are respected. However, strength and weakness are not eternal, and even the defeated may have a day to turn over. ”

"Really?" The third prince frowned, glanced at the sky, and was inexplicably a little irritable, "However, it is impossible for you to see that day." ”

He gathered all his divine power, drew the longbow full, and suddenly released it, and the arrow turned into a dazzling streamer of light, shooting towards the other side of the valley!