Jiang Ning was in a river of blood mist. The Tiandao Cauldron in front of him erupted with rumbling sounds of resistance. The sacred longevity lock on his chest was still emitting a faint golden light, and the Holy Alchemy Furnace in his hand also seemed to be wailing.
Cracks appeared in the world of Shenhai, spreading from the sky to the earth, and extending from the mountains and rivers.
The holy tower domain spread out by the ancient holy tower is being wiped out bit by bit by the rivers of blood mist.
If it weren't for the protection of so many divine objects and holy weapons, he would have been killed into smoke and dust in this blood mist!
Too strong, no match at all!
Jiang Ning once again had a deeper understanding of the word "natural enemy".
Natural enemies, natural enemies, enemies that are naturally irresistible.
Not to mention that he only has a little true immortal, even if he has really entered the holy realm, I am afraid that he will definitely not be the opponent of this god king, right?
And this is just a god king!
There are eleven such god-kings among the gods.
Not to mention, the stronger Wuyan Goddess, the future God Lord!
Jiang Ning could almost see that after the gods completely descended, the entire galaxy was completely shrouded in darkness!
Can't stand it!
Even if you use all your strength again and collide with God King Youye like a self-destruction, you will definitely not be able to kill him, but will be devoured by him!
Yes, at this moment, the Youye God King wants to devour him.
Even through the rivers of blood mist, he
You can almost see the excited and frantic alien face of God King Youye.
Outside the river of blood, the witch screamed at him, her beautiful and illusory face full of eagerness, and she stretched out her jade hands to grab him.
It seemed that he wanted him to reach out and grab him and pull him out of the river of blood mist.
On the other side, Saint Qinglian tried her best to attack God King Youye. She lost the Ice Moon Jade Sword and now relied on her fairy power, like the tide of the sea, to constantly shake God King Youye.
However, this tide, in front of the Youye God King, is like the waves on the seashore. Not only is it not threatening, it is actually quite pleasant!
Can't beat it, really can't beat it!
But do I really want to die here? In the hands of this divine king?
Even in the presence of the Wuyan Goddess, he survived.
Although that is relying on the old crazy saint!
Right, where is the old madman?
Calling himself his son, taking advantage of him so much, and yet not showing up to help at this moment?
Also, where was the handsome soul that appeared when he was hunted by the ancient Roc Saint?
He once waved to himself, as if he was going to take him to the ruins of the gods.
Even the ancient saints were easily beaten away in his hands.
Why don't you show up now and help yourself?
Jiang Ning understands that in life and death, where can anyone be trusted?
If you always think about relying on others to save you, you will just live like a waste!
Real life and death can only be achieved by oneself
It’s enough to feel that only you can resist personally!
However, how should we resist the inevitable death situation in front of us? How should we find a way to survive that does not exist at all?
Finally, God King Youye seemed to have lost his patience. With a burst of pressure like the sky falling, there was a roar, and the Tiandao Cauldron in front of Jiang Ning was directly knocked away. Bloody hands suddenly came towards him and grabbed it.
Hold his limbs.
The Holy Lock is still emitting golden light, and the Holy Alchemy Furnace is still protecting the physical body.
But it's no use.
When a god king sends out a decisive blow, no matter how many extraneous things he has, it will be in vain!
Jiang Ning tried to reach out and grab the outside of the blood river, desperately pushing away the blood mist, and reaching out to grab the witch's palm.
At this moment, even Saint Qinglian was like a sharp sword, stabbing directly into the blood mist river, trying to sweep him out of the river.
But faster than them.
It was the black blood bat wing behind Lord Youye that instantly enveloped Jiang Ning. The bone spur on one of its arms, with a pop, pierced through Jiang Ning's chest easily as if passing through a ball of cotton!
"Ho!—poof!"
Jiang Ning was shocked, and he opened his mouth to spit out blood, which even contained a few pieces of internal organs.
The expressions on the two women's faces changed drastically, but just the pressure erupting from God King Youye's body made them almost unable to move!
Jiang Ning's outstretched palm was almost touching the fingers stretched out by the witch.
tip.
Everything is coming to an end soon!
Jiang Ning deeply felt the bone spur that penetrated his chest, and the infinite devouring power coming from above. God King Youye was frantically devouring his blood, his spiritual source, his life source, and his cultivation level!
In front of the god, a human race like him is indeed just a delicious meal.
The shining white hair of the fairy suddenly withered like frost and snow, and the fairy lotus the size of a finger on the top of the head suddenly shrank and shrunk, and its flesh and blood shrank, and its soul trembled. It was like a deer knocked down by a lion,
The fish that is attacked by the crocodile cannot resist and can only wait for death, feeling that it is being eaten up!
But I...I can't die yet!
I haven't met my biological father yet! I haven't rescued him from the prison of the God Star!
I have not found the green bamboo that was taken away by Master, I have not reunited with my loved ones, and I have not watched my children grow up with my own eyes!
I haven't gotten the true form of Sister Sword Spirit yet, I haven't fulfilled her expectations and gotten her true body!
I can't die! At least not now!
Jiang Ning's eyes widened, as if the faces of countless lovers flashed before his eyes, and the prayers of countless people flashed before his eyes. Beyond the river of blood mist, the witch and Saint Qinglian's beautiful and illusory, yet poignant and desperate faces appeared in his eyes.
.
Although I don’t know why these two women value me so much.
I would rather die than rescue myself from this desperate situation.
but
Obviously, they can't save themselves.
In such a crisis, no one can appear here to save themselves.
What's more, why do you need the rescue of outsiders every time you live or die?
Can I find a way to survive and find a stronger way to save myself without relying on any external force?
Without the help of outsiders, can't I continue my life that is about to collapse and face the crisis of death?
At least this time, I have to rely on myself, and that's all I can do.
On their own!
Jiang Ning endured the tremors of flesh and blood all over his body and the trembling of his soul, and even gave up all resistance. After all, resistance was useless.
He just raised his head and looked straight at the other side of the Blood Mist River, where the God King Youye was enjoying his life source cultivation.
His life source was being devoured by big mouthfuls, and his cultivation was chewed up in chunks.
When his life source is exhausted and his cultivation is completely lost, his flesh and blood will be devoured one by one by this god!
How could I die at the mouth of false gods and aliens?
Jiang Ning fixedly stared at the God King Youye opposite him. He still didn't know how to save himself.
But at this moment, he used all his strength to raise a hand and grabbed the bone spur that pierced his chest with a snap.
"Does my taste taste good?"
"You want to eat me...why don't I want to taste the taste of the god?"
"You are the natural enemy of all the races in my starry sky."
"Why can't I be the natural enemy of your foreign false gods?"