Chapter 686： Silence, Resurrection of the Demon King

Chapter 686: Silent Abyss, Demon King Resurrection

Xia Ling returned to the sky.

She put Fuyu's spirit of the demon in her body.

It's like the last piece of a puzzle.

When the spirit blends into the body of the demon king.

Without warning, from that body that traverses the sky continent, the second chain also broke completely.

Blood poured from the heart of the devil.

With the last experience, Xia Ling took a breath, and she did psychological construction for herself, and she was under the blood.

The hot blood was still like magma, even if she thought that her spirit had been trained strong enough, she came under the blood.

The pain still made her whole body tremble.

This time the power is even stronger.

Even if she was the first time to run the God of Judgment, the stout force that entered her soul body along the body surface was like a mighty river stuffed into the bed of a stream.

The woman in a pure white dress was bathed in this magic blood, surrounded by the overwhelming magic blood.

This kind of power, hehe, dare not be distracted, but dare to cling tightly to Xia Ling's consciousness.

With her eyes closed tightly, Xia Ling worked hard to absorb the hot magic blood, and the corner of her lips spilled a colorless blood ...

Her consciousness was a bit vague.

Even if she wants to be awake as much as possible, her consciousness of sleep cannot be resisted by her consciousness.

She went to sleep.

And while she was asleep, the magic blood stopped flowing.

Uh ...

The sound of a burst of chains.

The other eight chains that still run through the heart of the demon king were directly shattered under this mighty force.

The man with a bronze complexion opened his eyes and his figure shrank.

At this time, the sleeping white soul body naturally drifted into his arms.

A long black hair spread over the man.

Wearing a black robe, the man who changed back to his normal figure was not like the toughness that Xia Ling had seen before.

His complexion was pale, his temperament was more mysterious and gloomy.

Drunk and gentle looking at Xia Ling in his arms.

In those purely dark eyes, the laws of the abyss swelled.

The man's cold hand touched Xia Ling's eyebrows.

He bowed his head, a cold kiss, on the woman's pale pink lips.

"Remember, my name is silence."

——The ancestor of the abyss, silence

The woman's figure was clearly reflected in her eyes.

In those always indifferent eyes, possession, indifference, and the dark mood ...

This little soul in the arms clearly practiced the legendary forbidden technique.

However, Ji Yuan not only did not want to obliterate her, but supported her to see where she could grow.

He is too lonely.

Watching her constantly fresh and powerful.

Then she would belong only to him.

The power of the main deity remains in her soul. Similarly, the power of the blood of the demon king is entwined in her soul.

How good

She is his.

Thin lips raised a dark smile.

Jing Yuan gently looked at Xia Ling, and pressed his left hand on his chest.

Took out his own heart.

The moment his heart came out of his chest, his face paled.

The hot heart, with some lingering black gas.

He broke his heart and let the hot force struggle in his mouth.

Then he lowered his head and caught Xia Ling's lips.

Ji Yuan formed such an avatar and let him come to him.

But now, he is in a state of robberies, and this avatar is useless.

Then he gave him his life.

"Lingling, are you happy for my life?"

Coma got Xia Ling silent.

A black mark formed a mysterious symbol in Xia Ling's heart.

The symbol was gradually silent, and Xia Ling's pure white spirit body lingered his breath invisible.

Silent Yuan's thin lips draw a satisfactory arc.

Raise your hand, and the silence fills the sky.

(End of this chapter)