As soon as the red light passed, the ancient general couldn't detect it at all, because although the red light was violently, it was still silent. However, even if the ancient general noticed it, he couldn't react to the speed of this lightning all the time.

First there was a "bang", then another sound, Fang Yuan looked at the ancient general in front of him, his head, which was hidden under the helmet and behind the mask, just fell off like that.

The head of the ancient general was dropped, but the body still maintained its movements, which was different from the spirit body, and most of the spirit people dissipated after their heads were cut off. Fang Yuan didn't have time to see what it looked like under the helmet and visor, the tip of the spear had already touched his body, and it was dented along with the guild combat uniform.

The advanced technology of the guild's combat suit is better than that of a tight bulletproof vest, but even if this spear can't pierce Fang Yuan's clothes, it will pierce his heart with the clothes. Taking a step back, even if the tip of this gun was blunt, such a big impact force was enough to crush Fang Yuan's heart.

At the last moment, the black gas spread in Fang Cun's mouth, and the black veins on his face were like small snakes, distributed on his face. Beyond the black was the red light, and Fang Cun saw that the Gu General's body was still attacking his brother, and for the first time, a sound came out of his wide open mouth, like a hoarse roar.

The red light that had already flown over the Gu General's neck and cut off his head, like a wolf, turned back again, silently wrapped around the jet-black spear that pierced Fang Yuan's heart. As soon as Fang Yuan felt the sharpness, the next moment the spear turned into several segments in front of his eyes.

Then there are the black armor and black horses, they are like tofu that has been cut by a knife, scattered on the ground piece by piece. Because of inertia, some of the pieces hit Fang Yuan's body, or because they hit Fang Yuan's body, they turned into pieces, which showed the sharpness of the red light.

It's a long story, but it's just between lightning and flint, from the ancient general raising his gun to spitting out red light, and then to turning back with red light, it only takes a second before and after. Everyone didn't react, and those who didn't notice it felt like the ancient general had hit Fang Yuan and turned into pieces.

Fang Yuan looked at Fang Cun, this three-year-old brother, he was standing there, those little hands that had awakened Fang Yuan in countless mornings, clenching their pink little fists at the moment. The big black eyes were filled with misty water vapor, and the small mouth that was originally open was about to cry.

Fang Cun was frightened, he was only three years old, he seemed to know a lot, what he said surprised Fang Yuan, but he was only three years old. He is not familiar with this world, he only knows his brother, he almost lost his brother who hugged him for three years and accompanied him for three years, the person he knows most in the world.

Fang Yuan didn't bother to explore what the ancient general who had shattered to the ground was, he walked briskly and almost jumped down the white jade steps, picked up Fang Cun, and kissed his cold little face that had faded black lines.

Fang Cun was lying on Fang Yuan's shoulder, he was a little dizzy from the moment he entered here, it almost made him faint just now, but then there was a wave of sleepiness, he felt that he would be very comfortable when he woke up, so he slept.

"Six-six!" Seeing Fang Cun close his eyes groggily and motionless, Fang Yuan was startled.

Liu Ziming, who was still performing the Immovable Ming King on the side, was also nervous, and he didn't dare to withdraw his magic for fear that there would be other dangers. Now he was also startled when he saw Fang Cun motionless.

"Brother...... I'm so sleepy......" Fang Cun squinted his eyes, said softly, and then lay down again.

Fang Yuan looked at Fang Cun, who was breathing steadily and soothingly, and was relieved, but he felt so guilty in his heart, he was scared just now. For the first time, he felt so powerless, was he afraid just now, no. His head was empty at that moment, he couldn't think of anything, he couldn't think of anything.

Some people say that when people die, they will recall the events of this life, like a microcosm in a hurry. Fang Yuan didn't know, maybe it was when he was slowly dying of old age, but he didn't play it back at all just now, maybe his life was too short?

Looking at Fang Cun who was sleeping soundly in his arms, Fang Yuan had never been so annoyed, because of his powerlessness, his younger brother was frightened.

But then he paid attention to Fang Cun, he was very familiar with the red light just now, it was the red light of the spirit, which was no different from Liu Ziming's. However, as far as he knew, there seemed to be no record of the red light leaving the body, at least not like Fang Cun leaving the body, but it was like an arm.

Fang Yuan didn't see Fang Cun's appearance just now, in fact, no one present could see it clearly, what attracted them was the red light, and no one noticed Fang Cun's change before Fang Cun spit out the red light. And when the red light dissipated, everyone came back to their senses, and Fang Cun began to become normal, so no one looked at him carefully.

Looking at Fang Cun, there was no discomfort, and the guild also recorded that the awakening of the spirit art had physical pain at most, but Fang Cun was just asleep, and it was not a big deal, so this matter had to be talked about later, after all, this is not a suitable place.

Fang Yuan walked to the white jade steps with Fang Cun in his arms, looking at the corpses of the ancient generals scattered all over the place, the pitch-black armor still had some metallic luster, the style was simple, Fang Yuan recognized it, it looked like the armor of a military general before the unification of the Qin Dynasty. He can only confirm it in general terms, after all, the armor before the Great Unification is really somewhat similar.

Thinking of the small seal of the Qin State on the boulder gate, Fang Yuan felt that this place should have something to do with the Qin State.

The armor was not empty, but a white skeleton wrapped underneath that, contrasting with the black armor. Because his whole body was wrapped, Fang Yuan hadn't seen it before, but he felt that he had clearly glanced at this ancient general before, how could it be a white bone?

The black horse, but it was flesh and blood, and the red blood flowed on the white jade steps was particularly dazzling, and the scene was a little disgusting. This black horse was strangled into black and red pieces of meat by Fang Cun's red light, but Fang Yuan didn't mind, he stretched out his fingers and touched the pieces of meat on the ground, it was cold.

Fang Yuan felt that this pair was too strange, the horses were flesh and blood, but they were not fresh, not only those blue snorts before. And these flesh and blood are cold, even if they are strangled into pieces of flesh, they should still retain their temperature.

On the contrary, the spirit general was more like a dead thing, but Fang Yuan still glanced at him. And why didn't he attack Pan Guo, who went up before, but attacked Liu Ziming. It's okay to attack yourself, probably because he is more vindictive, because he pulled him down.

Fang Yuan looked up at the palace on the white jade steps, he glanced back at the darkness around him, he felt that he had to climb up, if nothing else, because there was no way to come here!

He moved his fingers again, hehe, how useless he was, it was obvious that he was the one who was almost killed just now, but he was so stimulated that he didn't awaken the soul technique.

Alas, he can only comfort himself, take his time, stay alive, and not be afraid of not waking up!