The eastern shore is forcibly enduring unprecedented pain.

If he had been destroyed within ten breaths, he would have suffered much less.

Zhao Xiang's Yin Water Aura and the wonderful and mysterious functions of the Golden Buddha Fruit did extend his thirty breaths of life.

But it also prolonged and infinitely magnified his pain far beyond thirty breaths.

This kind of pain is very human and can endure even a fleeting breath.

That's to make one death into thousands.

That's to make one torment into thousands of torments, more than a thousand cuts.

It's like a sharp blade that cuts the neck, and if you cut off the head at once, the pain is just a moment.

But this sharp blade is slowly and slowly lengthening the time of death, the time of terror, and the time of struggle.

And the slain, can only passively watch this magic knife penetrate deep into their flesh and blood, tendons, bone marrow, and dantian, and then be viciously stirred, minced, and stirred into a mass of minced meat.

As long as there is a breath left, this pain that penetrates deep into the bone marrow will not disappear forever like maggots attached to the bones.

This is the case with the Eastern Shore, who is experiencing an unprecedented ordeal.

However, he had no choice but to endure thirty breaths.

Not only that, but he also thought it was too short.

Because, he has too many things to explain and too much information.

He wanted to condense all the things he thought was valuable into a consciousness and hit the depths of Zhao Xiang's soul.

He didn't want to leave himself with any regrets for his old friend who had died.

Not at all.

A little bit of ru white light visible to the naked eye flew straight towards Zhao Xiang's forehead.

A ray of golden light flashed on Zhao Xiang's forehead.

It is the mangs of the golden Buddha fruit.

Jin Mang wrapped up the white light with a lot of spirituality.

It removes, purifies, and kills harmful energy that may be hidden within the light spot.

After the forehead ancestor received the information condensed by this divine consciousness that Dongfang Shore shot at him.

Zhao Xiang suddenly discovered that inside the ice sculpture made of Yin Water Aura and Golden Buddha Fruit, Dongfang Shore turned into a black flame the size of a fist at an incredibly fast speed.

In the black flames, a small red figure an inch tall suddenly condensed, and his appearance was similar to that of Dongfangan.

The red Yuanying villain hugged his fist at Zhao Xiang, with a happy smile on his face.

An extremely small but extremely clear voice fell on the bottom of Zhao Xiang's heart - "Little brother, take care of ......"

After saying five words, the villain condensed into a black Xuanchi flame.

In less than a tenth of a breath, a squeaky pop came to naught.

A sharp pain, like a giant Lang surging from a distance, swept towards Zhao Xiang for no reason.

Like an incredibly fast asteroid, lightning rushed towards him from afar.

Zhao Xiang was hit by an unguarded collision.

Almost instantly, the endless storm of sorrow seemed to envelop, devour, and decompose Zhao Xiang at once.

Zhao Xiang shook his seven-foot body and forcibly pulled himself out of the center of the storm, which was deep in grief.

Now he Zhao Xiang has no extra time to grieve, to suffer, to regret.

Because Dongfang Shore used all his vitality to send him a white point of light condensed by information.

The point of light contained countless messages that shocked him, angered him, and even made him want to destroy Shijie immediately.

It turned out that the Qingyue Alliance should be a certain cultivation sect that was among the top in the Qingluo Star Cultivation Realm.

The Wusuo, led by Dongfang Shore, only operate on the periphery of the Qingyue Alliance.

The Five Sues could not find out more about it.

And even such a little unreliable information has cost them a lot of thought, manpower, and material resources.

When he went to Zuihou, he even sacrificed the lives of his relatives and his own reputation.

It turned out that the Qingyue Alliance had imprisoned at least one of the ancestors of Zhao Xiang's family.

The poisonous Gu that caused people to explode themselves, the jade jian, Xiao Ding that could stimulate the vitality of the soul, and even the Xuanqing fan that Xue ruthlessly used, were all refined with the help of the baking method of the special infant fire of the ancestor of the Zhao family, as for whether there were any other things that needed to be refined with the help of the special infant fire of the ancestor of the Zhao family, they were not clear.

Moreover, the Blue Moon Alliance and the Dark Sun Organization were wary of each other, secretly competing against each other, and in their respective camps, they all planted their own people to listen to each other and investigate high-level secrets, and it was only because of the higher-level existence that they did not have a bloody conflict and firefight.

But there is only a temporary calm between them, and behind them is an even bloodier and more brutal storm.

Whether there are other secret organizations in Qingluo Xing, Wu Su doesn't know, but they always feel that the entire Qingluo Star is faintly shrouded in a gloomy cloud, bitter mist, bleak wind and blood rain, and they can't understand the specific and credible reasons.

However, it is not uncommon for many high-ranking monks to disappear.

This forced them to secretly investigate the truth contained in them under the pseudonym of Shadowless.

The result of the visit was a shock to their hearts, followed by earth-shattering anger.

It seems that there is a powerful palm faintly, and for millions or even tens of millions of years, it has always controlled the fate of Qingluo Star unknowingly.

For this great supernatural being, Qingluo Xing is like the strange flowers and plants growing in his back garden, the birds and beasts he raises.

When he was happy, he picked flowers and grass, slaughtered dogs and cooked birds, and did everything spontaneously.

The Blue Moon Alliance and the Dark Sun Organization all obey his orders.

These two organizations seem to be the thugs raised by this great supernatural person, who are just guarding the home and nursing home.

Naturally, the descendants of his Zhao clan may have some special abilities, which are especially favored by this great supernatural power.

Not only Zhao Xiang's several ancestors, but also he Zhao Xiang himself, seemed to have been favored by this great supernatural person, faintly, whether it was the Qingyue Alliance, the Dark Sun Organization, or some other famous sects in Qingluo Xing, they all looked at him Zhao Xiang, especially what puzzled Wusuo's heart was that the great supernatural who did not see the tail of the divine dragon seemed to regard Zhao Xiang as some kind of animal, which was being raised in various ways, and was waiting to be fattened and slaughtered one day.

It seems that he Zhao Xiang is a rare treasure in the world, and everyone wants to take it for themselves in order to make great profits.

Even if they can't get it, they will slaughter and destroy him to cut off the slightest hope that others will have.

In the group of messages that the five old heroes of Wusuju had worked hard all their lives to condense and then leave to him Zhao Xiang with their own lives, Zhao Xiang also learned another secret - the only beloved son of Dongfang Shore has been trained by the Qingyue League to become a supreme dead soldier.

He was ordered to lurk in Xuanzong, and met Zhao Xiang by chance, and then obtained the secret order of the Qingyue Alliance - to enter the Wuyue faction, investigate Chixiazi, You Meimei, and Hei Niu, and closely monitor Zhao Xiang's movements in an attempt to seek more benefits.

He directly obeyed Xue Wuru's orders, and was solely responsible for Xue Wuru, otherwise, he would kill his father Dongfang An.

In order to control his beloved son, Xue Wuru also secretly poisoned Gu in his dantian.

This poison is capable of commanding him to take any action.

The cunning and treacherous Xue ruthlessly put down a spell just in case.

This charm can greatly prolong the time of his son's death, which is enough for three hours.

"If something happens, Zhao Xiang," Dongfang Shore Zuihou resolutely confessed, "You use the secret I gave you to open the poison pill I secretly placed in his body, and within three breaths, he will bleed to death!"