Chapter 1453: Resurrected Memory (3)
"Ning Huanxin, stop struggling. You are already exhausted."
Jiang Ziluo walked forward as he spoke, purple light flashing in his eyes: "Now, it's my turn to take action!"
Jiang Ziruo was surrounded by demonic energy, and countless demon spirits were wailing. Those demon spirits gradually gathered into a huge demon general who was more than two meters tall. The demon general was hideous and terrifying, and the aura around him was astonishing. It slowly opened its eyes, and stared at Ning Huanxin.
Ning Huanxin immediately felt a bone-chilling chill and an endless sense of crisis.
She had just used up the last of her spiritual power in order to cast the Forbidden Blood Red Lotus. Now in the demon formation, Ning Huanxin no longer had any spiritual power left. Ordinary talismans and magic weapons were of no use to Jiang Ziluo.
Ning Huanxin clenched the Jinghong Sword in his hand and felt the sword trembling constantly. He smiled softly.
"Don't move. It's okay."
Even at this moment, Ning Huanxin remained calm.
The Jinghong Sword also consumed a lot of spiritual energy today. At this moment, Ning Huanxin knew that it wanted to protect itself, but in this demon formation, the Jinghong Sword could not exert its true strength, and its spiritual power was also absorbed and suppressed.
…………
"roar!"
The phantom demon general released by Jiang Ziruo suddenly let out a deafening roar, and then the huge and ferocious body suddenly pounced towards Ning Huanxin. At this moment, Ning Huanxin did not close his eyes, because the moment the demon general pounced, Ning Huanxin stared with his eyes wide open and stood there in a daze.
Are you scared?
No. At this moment, a picture suddenly flashed through Ning Huanxin's mind. It was a battlefield with mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
She saw countless fairies and demons fighting and struggling.
There are many such demon generals on the battlefield.
…………
"roar!"
The phantom demon general had already rushed in front of Ning Huanxin, with his bloody mouth wide open, heading straight for Ning Huanxin's vital points.
Ning Huanxin stood there as if she was unconscious, she didn't move at all, she didn't even blink.
At this critical moment, the white jade ring on Ning Huanxin's hand suddenly released a shocking light!
An endless cold and domineering aura swept across the entire place in an instant!
This breath is...
"It's the breath of His Highness!"
The female demon assassin behind Jiang Ziluo suddenly shouted excitedly.
She will never forget this breath.
"It's the breath of my eldest brother."
A trace of panic flashed across Jiang Ziluo's eyes, but he quickly calmed down.
Now the eldest royal brother is still in another time and space trying to overcome the demonic tribulation. It is impossible for him to sense the danger of Ning Huanxin, and it is also impossible for Ning Huanxin to be teleported to that time and space.
When he thought of this, Jiang Ziluo felt relieved.
There was a flash of sarcasm in his eyes: "Do you think you are safe with the magic weapon of the eldest brother protecting you? This magic weapon seems to be an emergency transmission magic weapon. Unfortunately, the eldest brother is now in a closed time and space to survive the tribulation. He cannot appear, and you have no way to find him. You..."
"hehe."
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
A sneer interrupted Jiang Ziluo's words.
This sneer was filled with endless mockery.
Jiang Ziluo: ...
This prince hates it most when people say “hehe” to me.
"Jiang Ziluo, we haven't seen each other for thousands of years. Why are you still so...idiotic?"
The cold female voice was high and mighty, without any emotion.
This sound is...
The moment he heard the voice, Jiang Ziluo subconsciously took a few steps back.
(End of this chapter)