"You know that better than we do. But what I want to remind you is-" Bian Que stared at Ying Zheng's dragon eyes and said, "The reason why you are qualified to go deep into Lingchi to fight it is because you are the purest person of the royal family for thousands of years. "You, who were born with the bright pupils of the dragon, have the purest blood of the king in this era!"

Ying Zheng stood silently on the edge of Ling Chi, letting the golden-red light reflect the black and white on his robe. "However, because I insisted on refining that Blood Purifying Pill for Miyue before...... The purity of your king's blood has been affected. ”

"Even if this effect is only a small one, it is a small difference that is likely to cause you to fail." Ying Zheng's pupils condensed slightly, but he didn't look at Bian Que. "At this point, I'm not trying to say whether it's worth it or not. When I promised to help you refine the Blood Purifying Pill, I made a statement, and it was your own decision. ”

"But I want to remind you again that you are going to be taking a big risk and suffering a lot more in the process because of this slightest drop in purity...... You have to be mentally prepared. "I know." Ying Zheng's face was not moved in the slightest.

"In the end, I hope you succeed......" - Under the protection of cold tears, Yingzheng successfully survived the annihilation of the golden and red waves. Although the clothes on his body had been wiped out, the others had safely sunk into Ling Chi under the protection of the ice blue light. Underneath the Ling Chi is a truly boundless golden red. All directions were filled with a golden-red light, and the so-called abyss was not actually dark.

Ying Zheng's feeling is like sinking into a weightless ocean, and it is like falling into a space with only light. It felt dreamy, but Ying Zheng didn't slack off. From the moment he entered Ling Chi, he condensed the most resolute will and faced the secrets in the depths of Ling Chi with the most serious look. He knew that tens of thousands of degrees of heat and superweight energy were constantly invading him, and it was the protection of cold tears that brought him a short survival.

So he tried his best to keep his mental calm, and did everything possible to make his heart beat slower, slower. He remembered what Bian Que said, the slower his heart beated, the more he finished a hundred heartbeats, the longer he could survive under Ling Chi. But when he really did it, Ying Zheng found that he couldn't breathe when he went deep under Ling Chi. Therefore, no matter how much he insists, after his breathing stops, the physiological response mechanism will continue to increase the speed of his heartbeat.

And a hundred heartbeats is a very short time. No matter what effort Ying Zheng tried, the time he could have under Ling Chi was very small. Even in the short moment when he was knocked over by the golden red waves and sank into Ling Chi, dozens of heartbeats had already passed.

Ying Zheng didn't have much time at all, and he had to act quickly. So Ying Zheng used magic blue to suppress the physiological hypoxia reaction, while controlling the heartbeat speed to the greatest extent, and then quickly sank into the depths of Ling Chi with absolute calm. Yes, Ying Zheng, bathed in boundless gold and red, is constantly diving deeper into Ling Chi. Every second passes, Ying Zheng's heartbeat will decrease at least once, the body's hypoxic response will be a little stronger, and the limit of cold tears will be closer by one point.

But the distance between Yingzheng and Lingchi's liquid level is getting farther and farther away. If this continues, there will be no time left for him to return to the world outside of Ling Chi! As soon as time passed, he would be completely annihilated in Ling Chi's golden red! But Yingzheng, from the time he came in, he didn't plan to go back alive.

There was only one Ling Chi, only one Ice Tear, and only one reincarnation day - from the moment he jumped into Ling Chi, he was destined to have no second chance. So Ying Zheng gambled his whole life in this game. For the sake of himself and his own emperor, he must succeed! If not, he will be forever annihilated in this final moment! No complaints, no regrets!

Ying Zheng just wants to reach his final destination before the destruction of Ice Tears. So he counted his remaining heartbeats and dived to the deepest part of Ling Chi with all his might. He felt his heart beating faster and faster, his emotions becoming less and less calm, and the time left was so delicate. But he is still insisting, insisting on going deeper. It wasn't until there were only three heartbeats left that Ying Zheng stopped diving. It was as if Dubo had reached the moment of opening the lid, and it was only then that Ying Zheng opened his eyes that had been closed.

He only had three heartbeats left, and in a blink of an eye it would all be over. If he opened his eyes and saw that it was not the depths of Ling Chi, then he could only defeat here. However, when the light of Ying Zhenglong's bright pupils finally opened, it fell into a larger and more majestic light without resistance. It was still a boundless golden red color on all sides, no different from what I had seen before.

Ying Zheng couldn't help but be surprised, and even wondered if he was still stuck in the original, or rather, Ling Chi was everywhere, and he hadn't reached the true depths yet. Ying Zheng was still confused, but the time for the three heartbeats was too fast, and after a blink of an eye, everything passed. Suddenly, the cold tears that had been clenched in his hands shattered and shattered into countless tiny crystal dust. And the ice-blue light that guarded his body quickly faded away. It's over.

This was Ying Zheng's only thought after the last heartbeat. Without the protection of Cold Tears, he would immediately be annihilated in the extreme environment in Ling Chi. However, at this moment, it has nothing to do with the world, nothing to do with sentient beings, and at the moment when everything is silent, an ancient and solemn voice sounded out, echoing in the boundless golden red, drowning almost all of Yingzheng's consciousness.

At the same time, the liquid surface of Ling Chi shook with earth-shattering waves, and for the first time, the golden-red liquid flew outside the mouth of the pool, splashing down the bright flowers that sang the praises of new life. And the entire space of the seventh layer of the underground shook violently, and the tremor was so powerful that it even jumped to the ground above a thousand meters, causing an earthquake to suddenly occur in the entire black ground. Ying Zheng didn't know where the voice came from, and he couldn't tell what kind of creature it was making the sound, but for a moment, an invisible sense of shock appeared, colliding with his imperial breath.

But the natural emperor will not be deterred by any force, Ying Zheng held his breath and condensed, and the strongest imperial aura was released from the dragon's bright pupils, resisting and countering the deterrence of unknown sources in the environment. It was at this time that Ying Zheng suddenly realized that he was still alive. When the cold tears were destroyed, the heat and energy in Ling Chi did not destroy themselves in an instant.

Why? Why did all the heat and energy in Ling Chi fall silent after the strange sound just now.

(End of chapter)