"Dragon, kill them!"

This is a declaration of death. The dragon's head was slightly raised, as if the gaze of substance swept by, as if a dark red light flashed, and a deep ravine was immediately drawn on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the "dragon" looked up at the sky, and the night sky, which was originally turbulent, was instantly cut open. The moon was extremely full, but it was glowing with unusual blood light, accompanied by the dark clouds that had been pierced and scattered on the Young Dragon Courtyard, which looked bleak and weird.

With the roar of the "dragon", a powerful coercion erupted, the heavens and the earth shook, and the ghost energy scattered in the young dragon courtyard was swept away. And the huge figure of the earthbound god "dragon" gradually dissipated like a candle extinguished.

The smoke is gone, the moon is shining silver, and the visions between heaven and earth are all restored in an instant—the time limit for the arrival of the earthbound god "Dragon" has arrived!

Qi Ling in the deep pit was shocked, but he didn't see anything, but Luo Jin in front of him suddenly disappeared. Immediately afterwards, he was knocked to the ground by a powerful force, unable to move.

This wave of coercion was like the last straw that crushed the camel, and Qi Ling was seriously injured and could no longer move.

And Jun Yan, who was holding Uncle Lei in his arms, was also quite painful at this time, both physically and psychologically.

"Don't ...... Don't end it now!Lend me some more strength!'Dragon' lend me some more strength......" Jun Yan panicked, and pressed the palm of the wound on the uncle's chest, but he couldn't use his strength.

With the departure of the "dragon", the power of the Earth Binding God that descended on him was gradually withdrawn. Not to mention the use of the blood-colored amber seal again, a high-level spiritual technique that can block the vanishing life force, soon, the sequelae of forcibly borrowing high-level spiritual energy are about to strike.

"Ahem......"

Razor turned pale and coughed up blood. Jun Yan hurriedly covered his uncle's right chest with his two hands, trying to seal the wound. But it was doomed to be in vain, and the bright red blood still gushed out from between the fingers.

Jun Yan no longer had half of his spiritual energy available, and his body began to shrink gradually, returning to the original appearance of a ten-year-old child. The dark red seal faded, but the skin and muscles cracked apart little by little—the price of forcibly using the power of the dragon.

Jun Yan knew in his heart that he had nothing to do. Blood dripped instead of tears, and he whimpered and muttered, "Seal me, seal me...... Uncle, don't die......"

He coughed twice more and spat out a pool of blood. As he was dying, Razor looked at the boy in front of him who was gradually turning back to a familiar appearance, and his heart was full of relief.

Who would have thought that he, who was a retired reclusion, would still encounter such a level of battle. Fortunately, it is not shameful for a soldier to die for protection.

"I blocked it...... This blow...... Ayu and the children are still in the building...... You take them away......"

Lei Ze intermittently instructed Jun Yan that until now, he thought that Mother Yu and the others were fine. After all, the Hatchling Dragon Courtyard is protected by an enchantment. In comparison, both enemies were blocked outside the Hatchling Dragon Courtyard, and there should be no danger in the building - Lei Ze didn't know that the danger was the "Jade Mother".

"Take" them "go, but most of them are dead in my hands......" The look of hope in Lei Ze's eyes made Jun Yan's heart like a knife. He couldn't bear to tell the uncle such a cruel truth in the last moments of this man's life.

"Let that one be the sinner who will deceive even those who are about to die!" Having realized this, Jun Yan squeezed out a smile and said:

"Well, Yu's mother and younger siblings are well hidden, and they are safe. I'll take them to a safe place right away, uncle, don't worry!"

"Really? Great......"

Razor received a satisfactory answer, and the obsession in his heart was gone.

"The moon tonight is so round! It's like the young dragon courtyard where I came with Ayu was ...... that day."

With a smile on his face, Razor's last breath was finally released.

A faint silver light flashed, and Lei Ze in Jun Yan's arms, his body gradually dissipated with the wind in the silver light flash, leaving only a boy kneeling on the ground, crying with blood as tears......

This is a common prohibition for soldiers, and cultivators set up a technique that is only activated when they die, to destroy their own bodies, in order to prevent them from being used by enemy necromancers and others on the battlefield.

At this point, Razor, pawn.

The Young Dragon Courtyard was eerily quiet at this time, not long ago there were three Venerables here, two grandmasters were fighting, and even a "god" appeared. But at this time, there was no sound except the crackling of the fire.

Until a stumbling figure came out of the small building.

"W-What is this?"

Qin Zixuan was surprised. He finally woke up, but found that there was no one in the building, and in order to avoid the invading fire, he had to go out of the building and into the courtyard. As soon as I went out, I saw two deep pits and a long ravine in front of the pit.

Groping his way over, beside the ravine, Qin Zixuan saw a corpse—half a corpse to be exact. A bald man in white fell half to the ground, the other half disappeared, as if it had been split from it, and the other half disappeared into the bottomless ravine. Two steps ahead, Zi Yan found a few white clothes fragments on the edge of the ravine. Looking at the ravine in front of him, Qin Ziyan was not sure if someone had died here.

"Zi Xuan...... Come here...... Ahem......"

Just as Qin Ziyan stretched out his head to explore this ravine, he suddenly heard a voice - it was Qi Lao!

turned around and looked, sure enough, there was an old man in the deep pit who was lying on the ground panting, it was Qi Ling.

"Qi Lao! So you're here!"

Qin Zi was overjoyed, and hurriedly dragged his body to climb down the pit to help his master. But I didn't want to be stopped by the master's voice.

"Ziyi, you don't have to come down. Kill him at this opportunity!"

Qi Ling looked like a dying man, his voice was weak, but it was full of fierce murderous intent. Qin Ziyan followed Qi Ling's instructions and saw that there was a child about ten years old not far away, kneeling on the ground motionless.

This child is none other than Yuan Junyan

"This ......" After a trance of breathing, Qin Ziyan hesitated.

He had long known that the Young Dragon Courtyard was not simple. He had long known that for the sake of a certain plan, the children in the Hatchling Courtyard would most likely have to be sacrificed. But he never thought that when this day came, he would have to do it.

Under Qi Ling's urging, Qin Ziyan picked up a severed knife from nowhere, and walked towards Jun Yan tremblingly.

But Jun Yan didn't react, and every inch of his skin was oozing blood. The dark red glow of the right eye was gone, only a sunken eye socket remained, and the corners of the eye were dried up and bloodstained. The left eye was empty, and even if Qin Zi came with a knife, he didn't look at him, as if he had lost his soul.

Qin Ziyan trembled and raised the broken knife in the face of such Jun Yan.

"What are you still grinding on?" Qi Ling had gradually crawled out at the edge of the pit, urging incessantly. But Qinzi's collection of the knife did not fall for a long time.

It seemed that Qi Ling's noise awakened Jun Yan's consciousness, and the boy slowly turned his head, looked at Zi Yan, who was holding the knife, and actually cried.

"Brother Zi Xuan...... Mother Jade, Uncle Lei, Ancient Head, Little Tiger Xiaolong, and Sasha, they're all, they're all dead......"

Lost his voice and whimpered, as if he wanted to express all his grievances. At this time, Jun Yan was like a ten-year-old child.

Bang Dang...... The broken knife in Qin Ziwei's hand also fell.

Hearing Jun Yan's words, his pupils shrank sharply, only to feel that the sky was spinning, and he fell to his knees as soon as his legs were weak.