Chapter 560

Above the North Sea, a lonely and dilapidated island.

The sky was black, and there were purple flashes in the thick clouds.

The whole island is foggy, and you can't see the situation below from the top. But the cold wind and the shrill cry made people shudder. The powerful magic spirit and spiritual power pounded the surrounding sea, creating a terrible tsunami.

The originally clear and blue sea water has gradually become turbid. There are many corpses of monsters and fierce beasts floating on the sea, and even many demons linger on the corpses to absorb the remaining aura.

When Mu Jingli and others follow zhuyou to come here, what they see is such a scene.

Looking at everything below, Xiaobai said: "this is actually the remains of an ancient battlefield left by the war between gods and demons. At the beginning, the protoss disintegrated and became fragmented, leaving many such relics in various continents."

It seems that they chose this place as a battlefield in order to minimize the impact of the battle on the mainland. It's just that the aura around is getting weaker and weaker, which is not a good phenomenon.

It shows that the strength of the demons is stronger.

"Look, it's the master!" Candle you pointed to a figure in the air, saw that his white clothes had been dyed red with blood, and immediately flew towards his direction, trying to help him block the attack of the other side.

Mu Jing glass see shape also toward that side fly, dangerous ground caught the Duanmu Rong Yan that is about to fall.

Seeing that his wound was still bleeding, she quickly took out a bottle of pills to stop bleeding and sent it to his mouth.

Duanmu Rongyan opened his eyes with difficulty, and his eyes were blurred. It took him a long time to see who was the one who caught him. With a sharp look in his eyes, he tried to push her away. "Lil, who asked you to come here? You broke the ban on you? It's nonsense

"Brother Yan, do you know what you have become? I didn't crack the ban. You've been hurt too much. The prohibition becomes vulnerable. Don't fight any more. I'll send you to Lingjun tower to heal your wounds... "

Mu Jing glass eyes red, dead biting lips, do not want to let themselves cry out.

Duanmu Rongyan is covered with blood, arousing the dust laden day in the deep memory, which is also her most sad day. Relatives and friends around her one by one left her, even the most painful her brother Yan also did not.

When Linxi brother told her the bad news, she was ready to die with Jiuming.

I didn't expect that after thousands of years, she went through similar things again.

She has nothing in her mind now, just want to keep brother Yan, let him survive. She didn't want to go through the pain of losing him again. It was just too sad.

This is the person who loved her most in the past.

But Duanmu Rongyan knew that he had no time. He had to kill LAN Po before his magic power was exhausted to stop the demon plot. Moreover, he knew his own injury, and any pills would not help.

Every blow he made cost his life.

It is just that he was able to come back from the dead before, but in his present state of spirit, he can't afford to do it again.

That is to say, if this time falls again, there will be no chance of rebirth.

Unless there's a miracle.

So although he has been urging Mu Jingli to leave, in fact, he felt a trace of comfort in his heart. If he could see lil again before he died, he would die without regret.

Just at the mouth of the conversation, the wound that the pill was hard to repair cracked again, and the blood gushed out again.

Mu Jing glass subconsciously reached out to cover, but could not stop at all.

At this time, Zhuque and Xuanwu attacked again. Mujing glass looked at them coldly and said to Xiaobai and a Chen, "stop them!"

"Well."

Xiaobai and a Chen nodded heavily and rushed to Zhuque and Xuanwu, fighting with them together.

Mu Jing glass took out several bottles of spirit spring water and fed it to Duanmu Rongyan. Duanmu Rongyan shook his head and stopped her from saying, "glass, don't waste your strength. It's useless. Go back now

"Brother Yan, I will not leave. Once you lose today, there will be no safe places on the mainland. Now everyone is struggling with the demons. How can I be alone? Tell me, who hurt you like this

Mu Jing Li hate, hate himself or not strong enough.

If you can give her a little more time, the mainland will not face such a situation.

Duanmu Rongyan sighed deeply and said, "it's Lanpo and..."

Before the words fell, a strong evil spirit came, and Lamper flew into the air.

Duanmu Rongyan didn't expect that he broke free so quickly. It seems that Jiuming failed. He closed his eyes and said to Mujing glass, "Jiuming is below. You can go to him. I'll deal with it here."

Jiuming?

Is Jiuming here?

Mu Jing glass smell speech turn head to see to candle you, charge way: "you take good care of Yan elder brother, I will come back immediately."Then she burst into the mist.

At this point, the ground is full of holes.

Countless ghosts hover in the air, looking down from above, like a dark air mass.

Mu Jing glass a little induction, found that nine Ming is in that place. Suddenly dive down, at the same time a group of fire mixed with wind towards the group of black fog hit, she took advantage of the moment the black fog dispersed to rescue the unconscious Jiuming.

The two returned to Lingjun tower together. Xingchen looked at Jiuming and said, "I didn't expect that the inheritance of the demon ancestor was so domineering. Quickly, feed him the juice of purple soul flower, which may make him stay for a long time."

"Is there no other way?" Mu Jing glass asks eagerly.

Star Chen shakes head, "if he is not demon lord, perhaps still have a way."

Mu Jingli hears speech and does not speak, but feeds the purple soul flower juice to Jiuming. But he had lost consciousness and would not swallow on his own. There is no way, can only she first drink, and then break his mouth, bit by bit across the past.

"Well..."

Nine Ming slightly frowns, slowly restored the mind.

He raised his eyes and saw Mu Jingli. He thought it was his own illusion. He could not help reaching out and touching her face and staring at her deeply, "Ali, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I'll break my promise. I can't stay with you all the time. You must take good care of yourself. It's all right. It's just an illusion, but at least I can see you before I die. This life is enough. "

"It's not an illusion, it's not an illusion. Jiuming, touch it. You haven't dreamt. I'm here Mu Jingli heard his words, tears in his eyes could not help but fall down.

"Ali? Why are you crying? Don't cry. " Nine Ming clumsily stretched out his hand to dry her tears, but found that the more tears he wiped, he immediately panicked, struggling to get up.

Mu Jingli took his hand, wiped his face and said, "Jiuming, shall we leave here? As long as I'm with you, it's all right. Why don't we go back to Jiuyou, eh? "

For the first time, an evasive mentality arose in her mind.

The reality is really too cruel, the thought of Jiuming will leave her, she felt that her heart has died.