The villain: the memory is exposed, making the empress cry for forgiveness

In an instant.

A burst of extreme anger gushed out from the depths of his soul, making his heart and whole body burn.

"Uh ah ah!"

He uttered a high-pitched and angry roar, and he didn't know where the strength came from, but he shook his body from the pool of blood and got up.

The moment he got up, the countless wounds on his body suddenly splashed and shook out thick blood.

Lin Yuan was already seriously injured, but when he stood up, his appearance was so miserable that it was indescribable.

It's like a bloody ghost fished out of the sea of ​​blood after being stabbed with a knife, and then cut into pieces with thousands of swords.

This kind of injury is not enough to kill even a few lives on an ordinary monk.

"Oh my God, Emperor Qing... he actually... actually stood up again!"

"What kind of monster is this Qing Emperor?"

"For Yun Wuyue, I really don't even want my life!"

"It's terrifying...it's terrifying..."

Looking at the hideous blood-colored figure in the picture swaying around, he took extremely slow and extremely difficult steps in convulsions, swaying three times, spilling blood all over the place.

Everyone even became short of breath, shaking their heads and whispering.

……

If the target of the warrior of the Huang race was Lin Yuan, he might not be able to stand up, and he might really die in the trial ground like this.

But it seems like God is merciful and destined.

Having recovered its killing instinct, it turned its finger on Yun Wuyue.

It aimed at Yun Wuyue who in Lin Yuan's heart regarded life as more important than herself.

When he sensed that Yun Wuyue's life was in danger, the undying will of the soul drove his battered body to stand up again.

The warrior general of the Desolate race, who regarded Yun Wuyue as the priority target, noticed the cold gaze from a distance, and raised its broken skull.

The four eyes met, and a palpitating and terrifying evil spirit stirred in the space.

next moment.

The two that separated the two sides of the desert walked towards the cloudless moon in the middle at the same time, shaking their bodies and trembling forward.

Chapter 33 It's Done!

Everyone held their breath and focused their eyes on the screen.

On Lin Yuan's chest, the Innate Dao Bone is constantly showing a faint precious light, helping him continue to recover from his injuries.

This made him feel again, the faint power that was gradually revived in his body.

With the innate bones beside him, as long as he didn't die on the spot, no matter how serious the injury was, he could be repaired by it.

He and the general of the Desolate Race were very close to Yun Wuyue who was lying on the ground at this moment.

After the gold-plated armor shattered, the skeleton-like body of the Desolate Warlord was exposed.

Its whole body was covered with signs of being about to shatter. Although its injuries were equally severe, its mobility was still somewhat better than Lin Yuan's.

It raised the barren bone epee tremblingly, aiming at Yun Wuyue below.

He was about to touch the epee on Yun Wuyue's body, which stimulated the most sensitive nerves in Lin Yuan's body.

"Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!"

Panting heavily, Lin Yuan slammed his scorched right fist hard while screaming and roaring.

The fist ruthlessly hit the bones of the warrior of the Desolate race.

Accompanied by the sound of bones breaking, several bones of the general of the Huang race and Lin Yuan's right hand bone shattered at the same time.

The general of the Desolate race received this blow, and the epee flew out of his hand, struggling to retreat.

Because the right arm was stuck in the sternum of the warrior general of the Huang race, Lin Yuan was pulled by it, and they fell together on the sandy ground behind Yun Wuyue.

Bang!

Bang!

At the same moment when they fell to the ground, their fists hit each other almost simultaneously.

Lin Yuan swung his left fist on the skull of the general of the Huang race, smashing several tiny cracks in his skull.

And the right fist of the Desolate Race General hit his heart, immediately causing blood to spurt out from the wounds all over his body, and he coughed up blood from the corner of his mouth.

Compared with Lin Yuan, who was already at the end of his strength, the fists of the warrior of the Desolate race were obviously more violent and powerful.

Although its realm was suppressed to the same level by Jieguang, the desolate bones and strength still had the upper hand at this moment.

Bang!Bang!

Bang!Bang!

The sound of fists hitting the flesh and bones kept ringing.

Lin Yuan, who was seriously injured, and the warrior general of the Desolate race, who only had the killing instinct left, squeezed strength from the body, from the remnant body, and punched, punched, and punched.

It was like two powerless young children fell to the ground and fought. They looked extremely weak, but everyone who was watching the picture at this moment trembled.

The splattered blood, smashed broken limbs, and the crisp sound of the explosion shook every monk's heart heavily.

They stared blankly at the picture, and none of them could speak.

"Goo... hiss... slightly..."

"Uh uh uh uh uh..."

The roars, growls and screams of the two were also completely distorted, like beasts driven to a desperate situation by the two ends, who refused to admit defeat.

The yellow sand was stained red with blood, and the broken internal organs and bones were everywhere. The shocking scene was like a purgatory of bones.

Bang!

With another punch, Lin Yuan's left fist pierced through the chest of the general of the Desolate race.

On the fist, five phalanges were torn to pieces by the desolate bones.

His body was also smashed to pieces by the generals of the Desolate race.

There was blood all over his chest, shoulders, face, and legs.

Pieces of bright red blood stained the exposed white bones red.

The blood that started to coagulate directly glued his broken clothes and flesh and blood together.

Although Lin Yuan's fists pierced through the chest of the Desolate warrior at the same time, he did not suffer fatal injuries.

With its arms broken, it finally found an opportunity that Lin Yuan couldn't fight back, raised its head suddenly, and collided with Lin Yuan's skull with its skull.

Boom! ! !

A terrifying sound came from the screen, causing everyone's eyes to widen.

Lin Yuan's eyes, which originally showed ferocious killing intent and evil spirit, became extremely distracted at this moment.

Appears to be unconscious.

When the two ends collided, Lin Yuan immediately felt that his conscious world became violent.

Numbness of the body, blurred vision, and scattered consciousness.

It was as if everything no longer belonged to him, and he couldn't even feel the pain.

Do not……

Can't……

Can't lose consciousness...

Can't pass out...

I want to win... I want to win!

Martial soul... Martial soul...

Wuhun!

Come out to me!

Blast me! ! !

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

The Blood Fiend Demon God, who was driven to the point of death, opened his crimson and sloppy eyes, and let out a roar that made everyone's hearts tremble with fear.

boom! ! !

Hurricane Wuhun was the first to wake up in the throbbing of the soul, and then exploded beside Lin Yuan.

In an instant, his flesh and blood turned outward, and countless bloodstains exploded again.

A terrifying air wave erupted, sending the entangled Lin Yuan and the Desolate race generals flying across the sky at the same time.

Earth Martial Soul, explode!

Another martial spirit exploded between Lin Yuan and the general of the Huangzu.

The blood plasma exploded in the sky, turning into thick blood rain.

Void Martial Soul, explode!

boom! ! !

The space beside the two exploded in distortion, and there was an explosion that almost burst the eardrums of all the monks.

Lin Yuan's body was like a burst blood bag, sprinkling shocking mist of blood in the air.

These two sudden actions in a row made everyone pale in horror, even the great saint monks were frightened.

They had guessed before that Lin Yuan must have ruined his chance to practice martial arts here, but they didn't expect the actual situation to be so tragic.

Exploding his martial soul alive, he wants to die with the last enemy.

Looking at the picture, Lin Yuan tightly hugged the generals of the Desolate race with his four limbs, one after another, he exploded all the remaining martial soul power beside him.

The monks gasped more and more, and the expressions on their faces became more and more twitching.

Having suffered so many injuries and shed so much blood, he is still overdrawing his life force and detonating his martial soul.

That kind of explosion is enough to shatter the body of any monk in the Real Spirit Realm.

If it were an ordinary monk, he would have died long ago.

"Monster...is this person a monster..."

One after another, trembling and shocking sounds resounded in the imperial palace.

……

boom! ! !

Another martial soul exploded.

Lin Yuan's body, inside and outside, and even his entire soul will be completely destroyed by this force after wave.

The last shred of will he had left was not to let go.

Don't let go of the hands that hugged the general of the Desolate race.

dead!

He wants it to die!

With the burst of the last martial spirit, Lin Yuan's body finally fell heavily from the sky.

But before he could feel the pain, his consciousness completely collapsed in an instant.

As for the general of the Desolate race in front of him, his entire body was torn apart.

Not even the skull was blown away.

Can't die anymore.