History’s Strongest Senior Brother - 1524. Chapter 1490 1489. A new generation of sword demon

Nie Jingshen embraced Yu Ye and galloped, his heart twisted like a knife.

I could still feel the enemy chasing after him faintly, but Nie Jingshen had no time to take care of it at the moment, and his heart was all strained by another matter.

The Yu Ye in his arms, on the beautiful face, are all cracks that show light at this moment, densely dense, and the whole body is like this.

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

Her right arm was completely broken at this time and disappeared.

True immortal body, Nizhan Xuanxian, even if it was a Xuanxian from a foreign road, Yu Ye also created a legend like Yan Zhaoge.

However, he was seriously injured and forced to use the Yuan Jing for many times, finally causing Yu Ye to collapse on his own steps.

The right hand that used the sword before is just the beginning.

From this beginning, her figure was like broken porcelain, constantly shattering.

The body is one with the spirit and soul, slowly moving towards the result of the destruction of form and spirit.

“Support, support more…nothing will happen! Nothing will happen!” Nie Jingshen, who had always been cold and firm and never changed his face before the enemy, seemed to be a panicked child at this moment.

“Frightened God… let’s go alone…” Yu Ye’s eyes brightened a bit at this time, not as weak as before.

However, the look of this glorious light was even more heartache in Nie Jingshen’s eyes.

“Don’t say frustrating words!” Nie Jingshen said flatly, taking a deep breath and forcing himself to calm down.

A series of sword qi erupted from his body, covering Yu Ye in his arms.

The miraculous reappearance of the congenital Yuan fetus, Yu Ye’s body’s broken change gradually became static under the shroud of Nie Jingshen.

Although he was still on the verge of life and death, he no longer continued to slide down into the abyss, and his body’s shattering stopped at his right arm.

But the price of all this was the huge consumption of Nie Jingshen.

He experienced repeated battles at this moment and was also seriously injured.

In this case, the forced urging of the valley is destined to be unable to support for too long.

Especially, there are powerful enemies behind him who are constantly chasing after him!

It would be difficult to keep Yu Ye in his arms if he did something with someone.

“What should I do?”

Questions lingered in Nie Jingshen’s mind, making him anxious.

The blood-red lightning and the vast black fog that kept rolling in front of him seemed to be an abyss that swallowed people’s hearts, making people even more desperate.

Suddenly, Nie Jingshen broke through the black fog, and a golden light suddenly appeared in front of him.

The golden light is not bright and bright, but dim and obscure, fierce and unclear.

The cold air made Nie Jingshen startled.

He looked intently, and there was a golden light in front of him, clearly a reflection of white bones.

The bones are huge as a mountain, piled up together, each bone is like a huge metal fragment or a metal pillar, reflecting the dark golden luster at this moment.

The sharp edge was revealed, and the Gengjin evil spirit that smashed the sky and the earth emerged from it, suffocating, like being in a bloody sea of corpses, a killing battlefield where countless gods and Buddhas buried their bones.

White bones are like mountains, embracing in a ring, like a valley.

In the middle of the valley, among the dense bones, a pool of blood appeared.

One by one bubbles floated from the blood water, and then burst again, like boiling magma.

The devilish energy gushes from it, which is breathtaking.

“…Gengjin Devil!”

Nie was shocked, blessed to the soul, blurted out.

After a brief astonishment, he flew into a rage, looked around the Demon Realm, and shouted wildly: “You are the one who is doing the ghost!”

“No, my generation is just happy to see it happen.” A voice suddenly sounded.

Nie Jingshen looked towards the top of the blood pond, and saw that the dark golden lights intertwined, forming a phantom of a person.

Nie Jingshen was no stranger to that face.

The incarnation of the previous generation of Gengjin Demon, the sword demon Yin Shiyang.

In the past, it was the sword of Yan Xingtang, the master of Nie Jingshen who fell.

Today, he is still the dead, but with the help of the special environment of Jiuyou, and the special rituals here, a phantom appears.

“I’m just waiting for you here.” The Demon of Gengjin said calmly.

Nie Jingshen looked at each other coldly, and saw the colorful clouds gathered next to the Demon of Gengjin, forming another projection, but he was a clear-faced old man.

“Primitive Heart Demon…” Nie Jingshen’s pupils lightly contracted.

The old man smiled and said: “You feel it yourself, what you are experiencing now is because of your own betrayal.”

Nie Jingshen opened his mouth and closed his mouth again.

“Yes, this is not the old man’s words to confuse you, but the thoughts in your own heart.” The original heart demon smiled calmly: “The old man is now busy wrestling with other big Luo, distracted, if it weren’t for you to be so badly injured, old man. I also pry into the mind of the body of the innate Yuan fetus.”

“Although you still don’t know who this person is, only you yourself know how to crack the mark mark you left behind.”

The original heart demon said: “This is not the old man’s handwriting. It should be said that it is precisely because of your creatures’ perseverance that the old man is created.”

Nie Jingshen glanced at the two demons, and finally fell on the demon of Gengjin, with Ming Wu born in his heart: “Your target is me?”

“Yes.” Gengjin Demon Yoyo said, “The Ping Body that suits me in this era is the disciple and grandson of Yan Xingtang who sent me to extinction before. This entanglement method is really wonderful.”

Nie Jingshen stared at him and suddenly took out his sword!

After a sword passed, the ghost of the Demon of Gengjin was turned into an illusion, and was immediately beheaded by the sword light.

The Primordial Heart Demon was not surprised: “If you don’t have the woman in your arms, you would rather die in battle than join the Nine Nethers of my generation.”

“Your determination is firm, the old man admires, and the strong hatred of you at this moment makes the old man even more admired.”

“Your hatred for my generation is as strong as the hatred for those who chased you, but now you can’t make us pay the price.”

“Come on, let me become stronger first, let me survive the moment, let the old man see if I will perish under the Nine Nether Same Dao Sword?”

“As for the little friend in your arms, there is no need to worry. Although she is carrying an obliteration of the Yuan Jing, it may be detrimental to the last demon ancestor, but a severely injured her is far better than the dead one for my generation. ”

The fall of Yu Ye means that other people who hold the Hunmei Yuanjing can begin to practice this genius.

The old man’s figure gradually disappeared: “The person behind you is coming soon.”

Above the Bone Mountain Blood Pond, the demonic energy still rushed into the sky.

Nie Jingshen embraced Yu Ye and looked down. The Yiren had no consciousness at this moment.

After returning to the light, although Nie Jingshen’s sword aura was supported, his sword aura gradually weakened due to the serious injury, and Yu Ye was gradually dying.

The woman’s face was covered with cracks that looked like a spider web, and it was hard to speak of beauty.

But Nie Jingshen’s stern gaze was always gentler than ever at this moment.

He gently kissed Yi Ren’s forehead.

Take the next step forward.

The monstrous evil spirit rose into the sky, and the mountains of bones were shrouded in dark golden light.

The piano sounded in the distance again, as if he was dying for his life.

A man hugged a woman, slowly disappearing into a sea of blood.

In the next moment, countless blood in the blood pool rose to the sky, like a billions of blood swords!

The blood drops from the sky and turns into a rain of blood, just like the devil’s crying.