Needless to say, this white-haired man with an old face is naturally the fourth prince of the Jinyao Empire, Reinhardt, who forcibly broke through to the Great Perfection of the Soul Realm at the cost of his own life.
"You, you're not dead?" Aragorn asked with a hint of fear in his eyes.
"I'm not dead."
Reinhardt grinned. Even though his face was covered with wrinkles, he still couldn't conceal his handsome appearance. "It seems that the Third Emperor Brother is very disappointed."
"How, how could it be?"
Aragon's face was pale and his expression was extremely embarrassed. He forced a smile and said, "Since you are fine, why don't you come back? Do you know how worried my father and I are about you?"
"Is it?"
Reinhardt smiled meaningfully and said, "My younger brother also wants to go back, but he doesn't dare."
"Go back to your home."
Aragon's expression became more and more painful, his whole body was trembling, and he could hardly stand still, but he still managed to squeeze out a smile, "What are you afraid of?"
"I'm afraid that when I go back, someone will always try to poison my food."
Reinhardt's smile became even brighter, "Let me have my meridians blocked and become a useless person in cultivation."
"you you……"
Aragon's expression changed and he hesitated, "I don't understand what you are talking about."
"Don't you admit it?"
Seeing him pretending to be stupid, Reinhard didn't feel dissatisfied. Instead, he smiled lightly and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't understand. You are going to die anyway."
"You want to kill me?"
Aragon's expression changed drastically, and he couldn't help but exclaimed, "I am your brother!"
"If it wasn't to kill you, why would I have come all the way to this border?"
Reinhard looked at him with a look that looked like an idiot, "As for brotherhood and the like, it would be too ridiculous to hear it from your mouth, Aragon."
"you……"
Aragon endured the severe pain and deliberately acted as if he wanted to argue, but his soul power was secretly running in his body, trying to use his best spiritual skills to give the opponent a thunderous blow.
"puff!"
However, before he could speak, Reinhardt's palm had already shot out like lightning and penetrated his chest again.
The positions of these two attacks were exactly the same, which could be described as adding to the injury. His chest was completely penetrated immediately, blood mixed with muscles flew everywhere, and screams of agony resounded throughout the world.
"It's not easy for you to possess such strength. If you return to the imperial capital, you will definitely be reused!"
Aragon felt that the soul power that he had finally accumulated in his body collapsed in an instant, and he couldn't help but feel desperate. He yelled heartbreakingly, "But if you kill me, my father will never let you go."
, you have to think clearly!"
"Reuse?"
Reinhard stretched out his left hand and pointed at his old face, chuckled and said, "Look at me now, how many more years of good life do I have? Why should I be reused?"
"I see!"
Aragon finally understood and blurted out, "You sacrificed your longevity to gain the strength of the soul state in a short period of time!"
Although his guess was not entirely correct, it was not far off.
In Aragorn's concept, even if the world's most advanced secret method is to allow a Heavenly Wheel practitioner to leap into the soul realm in a short period of time, the effect will never be lasting.
After all, the difference between the realms between the two is too far. Even if it can only last for a short moment, the effect of the secret method is already so incredible that it can be called a fantasy.
But how did he know that there was such a magical existence as the Shouyuan clan in the world?
"understand?"
Reinhardt turned his right arm, and a stream of feminine energy spurted out from his palm, instantly turning Aragorn's body upside down. "Then please go on your way obediently!"
"Why, why...poof!"
Aragon felt that his internal organs were churning, his meridians were severed, and his whole body seemed to be torn apart. Blood surged from his mouth, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, but he asked unwillingly, "Well, since you don't live long enough,
If you have more, you should spend the rest of your life in peace, so why bother with me? You must know that if you kill me, you will be hunted endlessly by the empire, and these last days will never be peaceful."
"Although I won't die soon, I still have a sister."
Reinhardt smiled slightly and said, "Before leaving, you have to make arrangements for her future."
"Just your good-for-nothing sister?"
Aragon knew he was unlucky, so he simply stopped showing weakness and instead sneered and said sarcastically, "So what if you kill me? Could it be that she can still become the emperor?"
"why not?"
He was just making a mockery, but unexpectedly, Reinhardt actually replied with a serious face, "She is the daughter of Bailechuan, the official princess of the Jinyao Empire, and she naturally has the right to inherit the throne."
"fart!"
Aragon laughed angrily, "A bastard wants to covet the throne? Why?"
"Bailchuan is a person who attaches great importance to blood."
Reinhardt said slowly, "If all his sons are dead, do you think he would like his daughter to inherit the throne, or would he give up his great inheritance to others?"
"You, you, you actually..."
Aragon's face turned pale, his lips trembled uncontrollably, and it took him a long while to say with difficulty, "You can't succeed. Frederick's strength is beyond your ability to compete with!"
"You don't have to worry about it anymore."
Reinhardt replied lightly, "I have my own plan!"
After saying that, it seemed that he no longer had the patience to continue talking, and his right arm suddenly glowed with golden light, and a terrifying aura that shook the world erupted.
"boom!"
With a crisp sound, Aragon's body suddenly exploded, split into pieces in an instant, and turned into pieces of flesh and blood, dyeing the surrounding land scarlet red.
The dignified third prince of the Jinyao Empire, a master of divine generals ranked among Dianjiangping, died on the border inexplicably.
"Two are dead, and one is left."
Reinhard stared at the blur of flesh and blood on the ground in front of him, his eyes were extremely peaceful, and he murmured to himself, "But before that..."
He didn't even look at the cold body of the silver-haired girl next to him.
…
"Killed so many?"
Looking at the corpses strewn about in the City Lord's Mansion, Zhong Wen's eyes widened with disbelief written on his face, "How many people can be left in the City Lord's Mansion?"
"My background is barely innocent."
Nangong Ling replied calmly, "There are three people left."
"Three!"
Zhong Wen was shocked, "That's nonsense, the City Lord's Mansion should just be disbanded!"
"Although there are only three of them."
Nangong Ling said with a smile, "But you may not have thought that Jin Kaijia, who is known as the top expert in the City Lord's Mansion, is not from the Sky City, but a casual cultivator recruited by Pei Lianhua from the outside world. If he can
He may not be able to make the City Lord's Mansion run again if he takes it under his command."
"With the spiritual energy concentration of the original land."
Zhong Wen looked surprised and said, "A casual cultivator can actually cultivate to the realm of a saint?"
"The so-called casual cultivators are not people without roots, they just don't join a certain cave."
Nangong Ling shook his head and explained patiently, "Jin Kaijia studied in Penglai Wonderland, Flame Light Buddha Kingdom and Psychic Sea. Although he failed to acquire the most superior skills and spiritual skills in these caves, he still
He has reached his current state by relying on his own talent, and his qualifications are considered to be excellent. The reason why he turned to Pei Lianhua was because of a star spirit level skill, and he has not yet succeeded. People who want something like this are more likely to be satisfied, and
It’s easier to control, you might as well consider it.”
"Is that so?"
Zhong Wen stroked his chin, thoughtfully. After a moment, he suddenly nodded and said, "I understand."
Then, he swaggered across the temporarily built gate of the City Lord's Mansion.
"Is it finally my turn?"
No matter how shining the golden armor on his body is, it can't cover up Jin Kaijia's depression at this time. The moment he saw Zhong Wen, his face actually showed a trace of relief and a trace of relief, "It's useless to beg for mercy now. I just beg for mercy."
Your Excellency can give me pleasure, but don’t let Jin suffer too much pain."
"You really want to die?"
Zhong Wen was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Why don't you try for it?"
"It's just other people."
Jin Kaijia sighed helplessly and said, "As the commander of the bodyguards of the City Lord's Mansion, Jin has been tied to City Lord Pei for a long time. I think you won't be able to let me go, so don't make that pointless struggle, otherwise it will be too late."
It just adds to the laughing stock."
"You're quite happy."
Zhong Wen laughed and appeared in front of him in a flash. His right hand flicked over his head as fast as lightning, "Then I won't be verbose!"
Is he going to die now?
I, Jin Kaijia, wandered around the world, hit walls everywhere, and endured countless hardships before I achieved what I have achieved today. I didn’t want to lose my life in this great age.
I’m really unwilling!
Jin Kaijia slowly closed his eyes, relaxed his body, and tried his best not to appear too panicked.
This, this is...!
However, after a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, an incredible light emitted from his eyes, and his whole person fell into a sluggish state.
He saw that his mind was filled with densely packed words and patterns. The four big characters with flying dragons and phoenixes at the top left him speechless and speechless for a long time.