Chapter 1490

Nie Jingshen holds Yu in his arms and flies at night, his heart like a knife.

He could still feel the enemy chasing after him, but Nie Jingshen had no time to take care of it at the moment. He was all worried about another thing.

Yu night in his arms, on his beautiful face, at the moment are all cracks with a ray of light, dense, all the way up and down.

The whole person, like a broken porcelain doll, will be unbreakable and will remain in the last moment of life.

Her right arm, now completely broken, disappeared.

The body of the real immortal, against the beheading of the Xuanxian, even if it is the Xuanxian of the outlaw origin, Yu Ye also created a legend like Yan Zhaoge.

However, Yu Ye was seriously injured and forced to use the mixed yuan Scripture many times, which finally led to Yu Ye's own collapse.

The right hand that came out of the sword was only the beginning.

From this beginning, her figure is like broken porcelain, which is constantly broken.

The body is one with the spirit and gradually goes to the result of the destruction of both the body and the spirit.

"Support more It's going to be okay! Nothing will happen! " Never cold and resolute, Nie Jingshen, who did not change his color in front of the strong enemy, seemed to panic at this moment.

"It's amazing Let's go alone... " Yu Ye's eyes were bright at this time, not as weak as before.

But in Nie Jingshen's eyes, it was more painful.

"Don't be discouraged!" Nie Jingshen said flatly, take a deep breath and force himself to calm down.

A sword Qi came from his body and covered Yu night in his arms.

Under the cover of Nie Jingshen, Yu's body gradually became static.

Although still in the edge of life and death, but no longer continue to slide into the abyss, the body of the broken end in the right arm.

But the cost of all this is Nie Jing's huge consumption.

He is now in a series of fierce battles, also seriously injured.

In this case, forced dungu is doomed to be unable to support for too long.

In particular, there are strong enemies chasing after us!

If you start with others, it will be difficult to keep Yu Ye in your arms.

"What to do?"

The questions haunted Nie's mind, making him anxious and confused.

The incessant rolling blood red lightning and vast black fog in front of us seem to devour the abyss of people's hearts and make people more desperate.

All of a sudden, Nie Jingshen broke through the black fog and suddenly saw a golden light.

The golden light is not bright, but dark and obscure.

The chilly air made Nie Jingshen feel surprised.

He looked at it intently, and there was a golden light in front of him, which was clearly a reflection of white bone.

The white bones are huge like mountains. They are piled up together. Each white bone is like a huge metal fragment or a metal column, reflecting a dark golden luster at the moment.

It is like a killing battlefield where countless gods and Buddhas bury their bones in a sea of blood.

White bones, like mountains, are like a valley.

In the middle of the valley, between the white bones, there is a blood pool.

Bubbles rose from the blood and then burst, like boiling magma.

The evil spirit in the sky blows thin and frightens people.

“…… The devil of Geng! "

Nie Jingshen was shocked, blessed to the heart, and blurted out.

After a short period of consternation, he was furious. He looked around at the devil Kingdom and roared, "you are playing tricks!"

"No, we just like it." A voice suddenly sounded.

When Nie Jing looked over the blood pool, he saw that the dark and golden light of Taoism interlaced to form a person's virtual shadow.

That face, Nie Jing God is not strange.

The incarnation of the last generation of Geng golden devil, the sword devil Yin Shiyang.

In the past, it fell under the sword of Yan Xingtang, the ancestor of Nie Jingshen.

Today, it is still the dead, but with the help of the special environment of Jiuyou and the special ritual here, it shows a virtual shadow.

"I'm just waiting for you here." Said Geng Jin calmly.

Nie Jingshen looked at each other coldly, and saw that beside the magic of Gengjin, colorful clouds and smoke gathered, forming a projection, but an old man with a clear face.

"Primitive mind demon......" Nie Jingshen's pupil contracts slightly.

The old man said with a smile, "you feel that what you are experiencing is because of the betrayal of your own people."

Nie Jing opened his mouth and closed his mouth.

"Yes, it's not my words that confuse you, but your own thoughts." The original mind devil smiled quietly: "I'm busy wrestling with other Da Luo now. I'm distracted here. If you're not so seriously injured, I can't pry into the mind of the primordial body."

"Although you don't know who this person is, only your own people know how to crack the mark mark you left."

"This is not my hand, it should be said that it is precisely because of the continuous mind of your creatures that I have been created," said the original mind devil

Nie Jing's eyes scanned the two devils, and finally his eyes fell on Gengjin's devils. He had a clear understanding in his heart: "your goal is me?"

"Not bad." The magic of Gengjin said: "this age is suitable for me, but it's the grandson of Yan Xingtang who sent me to extinction. The reason of this dispute is really wonderful."

Nie Jingshen stares at him and suddenly comes out with a sword!

In the past, the ghost of Geng Jin was suddenly cut off by the sword light.

The original mind demon is not surprised: "if you don't have the woman in your arms, you would rather die in battle than join us in Jiuyou."

"I admire your firm will, and I admire your strong hatred."

"Your hatred of our generation is as strong as that of those who pursue you, but now you can't let us pay for it."

"Come on, let's be stronger first. Let's live now. Let me see if I will die under the sword of Jiuyou road."

"As for the little friend in your arms, don't worry about it. Although her body is mixed with Yuan Jing, which may be harmful to the last devil ancestor, a seriously injured her is far better than the dead one for our generation."

The fall of Yu at night means that other people who hold the hunmie Yuanjing can begin to study this unique and unique school.

The old man's figure gradually disappeared: "the people behind you are coming."

On the blood pool of bone mountain, the devil's spirit still soars to the sky.

Nie Jing God embraces Yu night and looks down. Yi people are unconscious now.

After returning to the light, although there was the sword Qi support of Nie Jingshen, because of the serious injury, the sword Qi gradually weakened, and Yu night also gradually moved towards the end.

Women's faces are full of cracks like spiders' webs. It's hard to have aesthetic feeling.

But Nie Jingshen's eyes are always cold, and this moment is unprecedented gentle.

He kissed the Iraqi on the forehead.

Step by step.

The evil spirit rises in the sky, and the sensensengu mountain is shrouded in the dark golden light.

In the distance, the piano sounds again, as if it's a ghost.

A man, holding a woman, slowly disappeared in the sea of blood.

At the next moment, the blood pool is filled with countless blood, like hundreds of millions of blood swords!

The blood water comes from the sky and turns into blood rain, just like the devil Kingdom crying.