Chapter 1637 Fellow Daoist, Please Wait 47
The Heavenly Evolution Array has been activated!
Song Jinhuan's eyes lit up; she could clearly feel the blood draining from her body.
Body temperature gradually drops.
The demon god's body visibly twisted, and just as the formation was about to succeed, he roared and unleashed his murderous aura.
The formation showed signs of loosening.
Could it be that she doesn't have enough blood?
Thinking of this, Song Jinhuan hardened his heart and forcefully stabbed the carotid artery in his left leg with his sword.
"Sizzle—"
Blood gushed out like a pillar.
The demon god was bound and twisted by an invisible force, and only then did he truly feel fear.
But what can that do to him?
He has sustenance everywhere in the world; he just needs to gather it up to escape.
A hint of contempt flashed in the demon god's eyes.
Quickly form hand seals.
Song Jinhuan was shocked by his actions.
The demon glanced at her distractedly, then raised his head. "You didn't expect that, did you? I was once a child prodigy, a promising young man from a prestigious family, but fate played a cruel trick on me."
His words even revealed a hint of regret.
In an instant, black fog obscured the sun, pressing down on us layer by layer, accompanied by a fierce wind.
Song Jinhuan jolted awake, realizing that he intended to replace him. With a burst of strength, she jumped up and pounced over.
The demon god paused slightly in his movements, and the entire space seemed to freeze for a moment.
Song Jinhuan quickly grasped this point and became even more certain that all they needed to do was interrupt the opponent's spellcasting!
Before she could exert all her strength, she grabbed his leg.
The demon remained unmoved.
Song Jinhuan opened her mouth and bit his calf.
The demon sneered, "Just a physical body."
The black fog grew thicker and thicker, until they could no longer see each other.
Seeing that the other party was about to succeed, a look of despair appeared in Song Jinhuan's eyes.
You want to ascend to heaven, huh!
She reached out and grabbed his belt, about to pull hard, when suddenly a figure approached indistinctly through the black mist.
A demon's startled cry came from above.
Space freezes, a moment of silence.
Song Jinhuan's palm touched a familiar, cold skin. "Old Yu?"
"It's me." A firm and reassuring voice came through.
She could clearly feel the gaze on her, and forced a smile, saying, "I'm out of strength."
It turns out that in the last moment of life, one can clearly perceive its passing.
The young Taoist priest looked as if he had been soaked in blood, his whole body disheveled.
Shen Yushu smiled slightly, "Leave it to me."
His past regrets are insignificant compared to the wishes the person before him wants to fulfill at this moment.
“You will be utterly destroyed,” she said.
This is no small matter. She can't pretend she knows nothing and ignore the price he'll have to pay just because he said, "Leave it to me."
A tear glistened in Shen Yushu's clear eyes. "I died a long time ago."
"Besides, I'm doing it willingly."
I'm already very lucky to be able to see her again.
Unexpectedly, none of them ended up well.
But thankfully, they had something in common to accomplish!
Everything around them began to flow again.
Song Jinhuan's hand was free, and her fingers moved unconsciously.
In a daze, accompanied by a scream, the black mist dissipated.
She began to lose sight of everything around her, feeling as if she were walking on cotton, rising higher and higher, surrounded by a warm, cozy atmosphere.
She was like an observer, passing by bubbles carrying images as she rose, watching them burst one by one.
That's strange.
Something went into my brain and then came out the other way.
Gradually, I couldn't remember anything anymore.
She felt the solidity of her roots sinking into the soil, and the morning dew gathered, bending her leaves.
Oh, I remember now!
She is a mimosa plant.
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