The sound of thunderstorms continued to fall, and the ticking sound was drowned out, and the surrounding water continued to converge into the deep pit. The two uneven figures were hidden by the rain and looked a little blurred.

"Who is this guy? How did he come out of nowhere?"

"Who the hell is he, how can he escape so many pairs of eyes, can he be invisible?"

While everyone was puzzled, their eyes couldn't help but look towards the center of the huge pit.

The earth-gray barrier had vanished, revealing a tall figure. The man was covered in blood, especially the scar on his chest, as if he had been pierced by a sword from behind. The messy stubble hides his face, making it impossible to see his true face. Can such a beggar-like guy fool everyone's eyes?

In normal times, they wouldn't even look at this guy, but this kind of scene, this kind of juncture, suddenly appeared out of thin air, can this not make people shocked? How did he do it? Many people have this kind of doubt in their hearts.

Originally, Yang Long was already a little delirious, and the power in his body was gradually devouring himself, which was the backlash effect of reaching the limit of his strength. Even if he released some angrily, it still had no effect, and the power absorbed by the guy in his body was too huge. Yang Long estimated that this was because that aura was transformed by the guy in his body, and it was the support of this power that he felt gushing out more and more turbulent.

However, just when he was about to lose his mind, the black rune in his mind actually appeared on its own, and along with it, there was actually the figure of Whitebeard. Whitebeard's figure at this time was almost transparent, if it weren't for the black rune that shielded him at a critical time, it is estimated that he would be refined by the guy in his body as a demonic qi.

Whitebeard seemed to have returned to normal at this time, and he controlled the black sigil to help Yang Long suppress the violent power in his body, and he also took the opportunity to recover himself. But even so, the surging power did not weaken much, and it still seemed very violent.

Just when Yang Long couldn't suppress it, an overwhelming wind blade appeared in his sight, densely counted. This change made him smile bitterly, at least before he died, ** and his soul did not have to be destroyed, which was also the result he originally wanted. In the face of death, he did not have the slightest fear, and still had that weird smile on his face.

However, just as the overwhelming wind blade was about to approach, a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of him. The green wind blade struck with a howling wind, stabbing his face painfully, but there was still a tall figure in front of him to help him block it.

A warm palm is attached to his chest, gentle and comfortable. Suddenly, the energy in the body seemed to have found an outlet, and it surged in the direction of the palm, and the tall back seemed to become more upright.

A few traces of wind blades pierced through the barrier of earth ash and plunged directly into the comer, splashing blood, but the comer didn't snort. Countless wind blades slammed into the earth-gray barrier, making a crackling annihilation sound, and with each wind blade attacking, the luster of the earth-gray barrier would weaken a little.

Until all the wind blades were gone, the tall figure in front of him did not retreat in the slightest. Even if his Yang Long's eyesight was already crumbling, his back was still stubbornly guarding the front.

It wasn't until Yang Long turned around that the familiar face gradually imprinted into his mind. Yang Long didn't know why Uncle Lei was obsessed with this, he and Uncle Lei were strangers, and because of their own secrets, the two gradually became acquainted. But he knew that no one would give up his life for such a trivial matter, so there must be some secret that Yang Long didn't know, why did Uncle Lei do so much for himself?

Murong Xuan stared at the strange guy in front of him with a solemn expression, and intuitively told him that this guy in front of him must have something to do with Yang Long, otherwise no one would risk his life innocently to block this qiē for a child.

But he couldn't figure out why this guy could appear in front of him for no reason. There was no teleportation, and there were no fluctuations in the casting of the seal, otherwise he would definitely be able to see it.

Murong Xuan sneered: "I don't care who you are or what your purpose is, but today this kid's life is going to be decided." ”

Uncle Lei was seriously injured, especially the wound that pierced his chest, and he also added a lot of injuries in that fierce war of resistance just now. He was panting for breath now, and he was holding on.

Uncle Lei coughed violently, and the slightest trace of blood stained his robe blood-red, and gathered into a river of blood as the raindrops washed it. However, when this river of blood flowed beside Yang Long, it went up the river strangely and was directly attracted by Yang Long, as if there was a magnetic field around him.

The blood rushed down Yang Long's feet, and Yang Long still had that indifferent expression, his scarlet eyes did not change, but the evil qi on his body was not so strict. His mind didn't change, but the expression on his face became more enjoyable. Now he was in this state as if he was watching himself do some strange movements, and he didn't even know if his mind was controlling him, or if another guy was hiding and doing something.

Yang Long, who had absorbed the blood, the scarlet in his eyes was filled again, and even the evil qi that was about to disappear gradually stabilized. He looked at Uncle Lei in front of him evilly, licked his scarlet lips, and an evil desire in his heart was irrepressible, he longed for blood, and longed for the power he gained from blood.

However, at this moment, the black runes in his mind also soared under the urging of Whitebeard, and quickly rushed towards his other self surrounded by the black curtain. The rune shimmered with a dark black sheen, and the aura that approached it quickly retreated as if it had seen a devil even more evil than it. The runes skyrocketed, directly suppressing the entire space there in another corner.

The last trace of connection between Yang Long and that source of power was broken, and the support of his strength was lost, and Yang Long fell directly unconscious. At the last glance, what he saw and heard was Uncle Lei's gentle smile and muttered words.

"There is a chance to take good care of Die'er for me, it was your father who saved the lives of our whole family, and I promised him that he would sacrifice his life to protect you. Now there are no regrets left. ”

The next moment, Yang Long passed out.

Murong Xuan didn't have the heart to listen to the two of them talking about the old days, but he saw that his face was slightly cold, and he said sharply to the group of people around him, "What are you still doing in a daze, and you are imprisoning him." ”

For a dying person, he has nothing to fear, judging from the strength of Lei Shi just now, the person in front of him is not a terrible opponent. He didn't know where the guy in front of him came from, but he knew that this guy could catch the blow he had just made, but that didn't mean he could catch the next blow again.

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but shudder quietly at what Murong Xuan said sharply, although this guy was not their senior brother, but after seeing his terrifying wind blade, no one dared to say more. This kind of strength is not weaker than their senior brother, and they have already won their respect, and it is impossible for them to just let go of this guy of unknown origin in front of them.

At that moment, countless imprisoned magic seals were all thrown up, and in an instant, Uncle Lei and Yang Long were trapped in a huge muddy water prison, and the muddy muddy water swept away Yang Long who had passed out and Lei Shi, who was seriously injured.

The strange thing is that these imprisoning techniques were bounced away before they even got close to Lei Shi, although the two were wrapped in the water prison, but they still couldn't help the two of them.

Seeing this scene, Murong Xuan clenched the handle of the fan in his hand again, and his face couldn't help but be a little pale. Obviously, the consumption of this magic seal is also very large, and he said to Lei Shi with a gloomy face: "Just let me see how long you can hold on, and you two will be buried together!"

The next moment, the fierce fan danced lightly in Murong Xuan's hands, the green rainbow lustered widely, the gorgeous colors were dazzling, and countless wind blades were once again in the air, killing intent.

Uncle Lei didn't pay attention to the mid-empty wind blade, and even the outer confinement prison didn't take it seriously. He held the unconscious Yang Dragon until he reached the edge of the prison before letting him down, which was less than ten meters away from the abyss.

As Murong Xuan's soft shout sounded, countless wind blades approached in an instant.

Uncle Lei chuckled, stroked Yang Long's messy bangs, and muttered, "You really look like your father, I hope you won't die of self-blame in pain like your father did in the end." ”

At this moment, Uncle Lei took out a small bottle from his arms, and the bottle contained an elixir that emitted this purple luster, and as the cap of the bottle was lifted, the medicinal fragrance was filled with a charming fragrance, as if there was a fatal temptation. The elixir circulated a brilliant luster in the bottle, and Uncle Lei stuffed it directly into his mouth without the slightest hesitation.

The next moment, Leishi's whole body erupted with an astonishing brown luster, and his pale face seemed to regain its glow. The air around him began to swirl, and against the wind, a strange energy began to surge towards Uncle Lei. At this time, his whole body was like a bottomless black hole, desperately inhaling the aura around him.

Countless wind blades followed, and Lei Shi seemed to have returned to the peak of his high spirits, and his hands and feet were filled with a domineering spirit, and he did not change his color in the face of countless wind blades.

A brown sheen deeper than Leishi's body gradually covered his left arm, like the hardest of rocks.

Lei Shi's left arm is exposed, like a small snake swimming in a hideous dance. The next moment, his swollen left arm slammed into the ground.

With a loud "bang", the earth shook violently, and countless turtle patterns covered the surface. Another punch fell, and a loud sound sounded again, and a ten-zhang wide boulder instantly split in half.

The few meters where the "boom" Yang Dragon was located were all collapsed, and the entire surface of the earth fell into the abyss. And countless wind blades behind Lei Shi also hit here, and there was another wave of vibration, and countless wind blades directly pierced Lei Shi's whole body, no blood rushed out, let alone screams. Leishi's figure was directly annihilated by the wind blade, and there was no trace.

The Yang Dragon plunged into the dark abyss.