Tang Haoyu ran to Chu Ziyang in a panic, kneeling in front of Chu Ziyang in disbelief, his hands trembling but he didn't know what to do, his eyes were bloodshot but he couldn't speak, there was silence all around, he couldn't even hear Chu Ziyang's pain.

In the faint line of sight, Chu Ziyang saw Tang Haoyu's appearance, but he could only look at it like this, he wanted to laugh, he became like this in front of his junior brother.

Tang Haoyu and Chu Ziyang looked at each other, their whole bodies were trembling, Chu Ziyang looked at him for a while and then looked behind Tang Haoyu, Tang Haoyu reacted at this time, the coercion of the space dissipated, more like disappearing, when he ran towards Chu Ziyang just now, he didn't feel a little pressure.

Noticing that Chu Ziyang looked at the back, Tang Haoyu also turned around and looked over, and when he turned around, the whole person fell to the ground.

Just behind them, a pillar of golden light passed through the top of the station, pointing straight to the sky, like a stream, standing upright mountains and rivers, and this golden light actually erupted from the mouth of the hill of mourning, and continued to drain outward.

The Hill of the Dead Hole knelt on its back, his hands trying to block the golden light, but when he touched the golden light, his entire hand was corroded to expose the phalanges, and the golden light flowed out of the phalanges, as if the container could not hold the power.

Tang Haoyu just glanced at it and turned his face and vomited, the stomach acid with dust reached his throat but stopped, he swallowed it back hard, otherwise it was really difficult to breathe, and he looked at the hill of the hole again.

He could see the pain that the Hill of Death had endured because of this power, and under the uncontrollable and erosive power, the Hill of Death kept scratching his neck with his finger bones, leaving deep and shallow scratches on it, and even some of the scratches had scratched the skin, and golden light continued to overflow from these scratches, drawing a golden rift on the skin of the Hill of Death.

After struggling, the pillar of light suddenly disappeared, and the head of the Dead Hole Hill drooped down as if it had lost its support, and the Dead Hill sat there on its knees, and the breath was still flowing out, not as clear and free as Chu Ziyang, but more like thick magma.

Tang Haoyu looked at Chu Ziyang again, Chu Ziyang also looked at the Hill of the Dead Hole, under the weak and silent breath, Chu Ziyang seemed to smile, but Tang Haoyu had not yet eased up, his thoughts were chaotic, after seeing the appearance of the Hill of the Dead Hole under this force, he didn't dare to imagine how Chu Ziyang suppressed this power, and how he used it to fight.

The power that the gods can't control, but Chu Ziyang has done it, who is the monster.

Unable to feel any pressure from the space, those golden pillars of light still supported the space, Tang Haoyu looked at the Dead Hole Hill again, the current Dead Hole Hill looked like a corroded and withered corpse, and rain continued to fall from the hole above, hitting the Dead Hill.

"Are you dead?" Tang Haoyu swallowed his breath and thought, "Longing for this power but being swallowed by power is really in line with the plot in film and television dramas." ”

At this time, Tang Haoyu felt that someone tugged at the corner of his clothes, he turned his head to Chu Ziyang, Chu Ziyang gestured to the handle of the prince knife in his hand, Tang Haoyu looked over, and the blue aura that originally maintained Chu Ziyang's life was slowly flowing into the prince knife, and a faint and empty blade appeared.

Tang Haoyu looked at Chu Ziyang again, Chu Ziyang glanced at him and turned to the Hill of the Cave, Tang Haoyu swallowed again, he understood what Chu Ziyang meant, Chu Ziyang wanted him to use the prince's knife to give the Hill of the Cave the last blow.

The Hill of the Dead is not dead!

Tang Haoyu trembled, carefully took the prince knife, he held the knife with both hands, when he held the handle, the prince knife gave him the feeling as if it was transmitting power to him, it was very bleak but he could feel it, he glanced at Chu Ziyang again, and then stood up and turned to the hill of the coffin.

The golden aura that overflowed like magma came to rest on the ground as if it had solidified.

Tang Haoyu took a deep breath, it had come to this point, Chu Ziyang had tried everything to get to this point, and now he only needed to use the prince knife in his hand to cut off the head of the Dead Hole Hill and it would be over, and no matter how many slashes he had, he could cut a few more knives.

So, he had no reason to hesitate any longer, he just needed to rush over and slash towards the target.

Tang Haoyu's hands holding the prince's knife tightened, he mustered all his strength, and he didn't know what his expression was at this time, flat, nervous, maybe hideous, he didn't care about this, he rushed, and rushed towards the final curtain call of this battle.

The blue breath lingered in the palm of his hand, the edge of the prince's knife left a beautiful straight line in the space, everything seemed to stand still at the moment when the knife was swung, time stopped, the rain stayed in the air and looked like crystal clear pearls, and the streamer on the golden pillar of light showed the most gorgeous posture.

Chu Ziyang, who was watching this scene, smiled, however, in the next second, this smile was as solid as space, and his already weak pupils contracted, and in Chu Ziyang's pupils, the golden light occupied all his sight.

After the light and shadow fell, the golden breath that stopped on the ground squirmed, the boiling bubbles were to ignite the air, the golden light flowed again, like the galloping of thousands of troops, and the purple breath flowed with the golden light, they intertwined and bitten each other, and the terrible thing was that the purple breath prevailed.

The golden light was annihilated by the purple aura that suddenly came to life, and the purple aura that successfully reversed the food shook high, constantly surrounding the body of the Dead Hole Hill, and the enchanting purple aura crept in the space unscrupulously, trying to devour the golden pillar of light that supported this space.

Incredibly, it worked.

The unsupported space made a crumbling cracking sound, and stones fell one after another.

But Tang Haoyu hasn't come out yet!

Chu Ziyang looked closely in the direction of the Funeral Hill, under the cover of the purple aura, he couldn't see the situation inside, he couldn't feel the life of the prince's knife anymore, and he couldn't even sense Tang Haoyu's situation.

And at the moment when Chu Ziyang was concentrating, those purple breaths suddenly dispersed, and the scene behind the breath was clear at a glance.

The Hill of the Dead Hole stood there straight, his eyes were on Chu Ziyang, Tang Haoyu was twisted in the air by him and struggled to break free, those scratches were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the hands that exposed the phalanges had returned to their original state, and the Hill of the Dead Hole looked at Chu Ziyang like this, then slowly twisted his neck, and looked at Chu Ziyang obliquely.

Tang Haoyu, who had no result of breaking free, looked at the hill of the dead hole, the brilliance of the prince's knife was an afterimage, he had not yet been knocked down The whole person of the hill was twisted by the bone claw, and his chest was as difficult to breathe as if it was blocked by a stone at that moment, he only saw the sharp claw, and all that was left was the purple breath, which wrapped the hill tightly, and the sound of bones breaking and recombining in it kept sounding, which sounded like a butcher slaughtering a pig.

How could it be? Chu Ziyang looked at the hill of the mourning hole, his thoughts began to be chaotic, he tried to stand up, but in vain, his bones were all broken, how could he still have the ability to stand up, only the heart and eyes in his body could still move, and any other parts of the body were unconscious.

The Hill of the Dead Hole now seems to be unharmed at all, and I'm afraid that the strength is not at the same level as before.

Tang Haoyu began to break free again after seeing the appearance of the Dead Hole Hill, and before he could break free twice, the whole person spun backwards and flew weightlessly, the friction between the back bone and the ground, the organs shook violently, and the unbearable pain made him almost faint, and he was directly thrown out by the Dead Hill, just stopping behind Chu Ziyang.

The pain of the internal organs was even more uncomfortable than his back, his eyes were focused and scattered, he clutched his abdomen so that the internal organs could be relieved, and his vision finally recovered, but when he looked at the hill of the hole again, the hill of the hole had stopped in front of Chu Ziyang.

Tang Haoyu's pupils widened, his breathing stopped for this second, his spirit was heavily attacked by the scene in front of him, and he roared desperately, but he couldn't hear it, and he couldn't stop the hill of the dead.

At this second, the second that the Funeral Hill stopped in front of Chu Ziyang, the handle of the prince's knife, which had lost its breath, was heavily inserted into Chu Ziyang's heart.

Tang Haoyu couldn't hear the sound, but he saw the blood spurting out, falling to the ground and still emitting heat, everything froze there, his brain was not even blank, and his soul was withdrawn Tang Haoyu watched this scene.

I can't hear anything, I can't feel anything, I don't have any thoughts, I'm dead!

Chu Ziyang died in front of him like this.

Still didn't catch up with anything, still lost, still didn't have the ability, not even the ability to block the fatal blow for Chu Ziyang in the end.

Illusion deceived him.

......

Mercedes S. The AMG GT sports car stopped, and there was a high-speed exit in front of it, Luo Tao had already been photographed with several disciplinary violations, and there was a call from the police station just now but he hung up directly.

Bai Chen didn't speak, it was the first time he saw Luo Tao like this, he was calm on the surface, but he was anxious in his heart to the extent that he couldn't think of it.

After the car stopped, Luo Tao didn't speak, and the two just looked in one direction at the same time.

The brilliant and strange golden pillar of light, like the light laid down by God when he came to the world, was the light, the false light that brought the darkness, this light fell for more than ten seconds and then disappeared, and every few seconds, another breath also disappeared.

Bai Chen looked at Luo Tao's side face, he had probably guessed the result, and Luo Tao must have done the same.

After a few seconds without dialogue, Luo Tao started the engine again, and the Mercedes let out an angry roar, leaving a blade-like shadow in the rainy night.

......

Chen Jinan and the others stiffened in the center of the main screen, there were only two red alerts left on it, and the one who disappeared was Chu Ziyang, they didn't know what happened there, but when the alert disappeared, he could feel that something was being taken from his body.

"Do you want to tell Wang Yingyan?" or Dong Yang spoke first.

Hearing Dong Yang's voice, Chen Jin'an relieved himself, he looked at Dong Yang with a little panic, and only after two sounds did he really stabilize his mind and hesitate for two seconds.

"No, don't tell. ”

After saying this, Chen Jinan looked at his hands, which were trembling.