Chapter 1489: Shouyuan, irreversible?

In the pavilion by the river.

The reddish afterglow dragged the old man's figure.

Countless figures of Ruoyingruo appeared, standing quietly near the pavilion, and they blocked the people approaching here.

But there was no sound, for fear of disturbing those two.

Jing Yuehan's expression was already full of exhaustion, quietly nestling in Su Han's arms.

The smile on her face was content, but there was a deep feeling of reluctance in her eyes.

Ling Guoshi, the first seat of the **** catch gate, the first seat of the dark riding, and so on, the high-level people of Su Shengcheng came here.

They were all intercepted by He Xingsong in the distance, and they could only look at the pavilion with their necks, their faces occasionally showing a trace of anxiety.

In the pavilion.

After Jing Yuehan was silent for a long time, he slowly said, "After that, take me back to Beicang Mountain."

"it is good."

Su Han nodded: "Go back with me and see my sister-in-law and others."

"Husband, I'm tired and want to sleep.

Then you help me tell my sister-in-law and them, I miss them very much. "

Jing Yuehan smiled.

"No sleep."

Su Han shook his head slightly.

"sorry……"

A hint of guilt appeared on Jing Yuehan's face: "I can't accompany you down...Shouyuan, irreversible..."

"The sky won't let me go against it, I want to go against it!"

Su Han said, biting Jing Yuehan's neck.

The blood of the blood race in the body continuously rushed into her body.

When everyone saw this scene, they were shocked. They didn't know what had happened. Ling Guoshi wanted to step forward, but he was still stopped by He Xingsong.

"Master Ling, please respect yourself!"

He Xingsong said coldly.

"You didn't see the empress being taken by her?"

Ling Guoshi said in anger.

"The first emperor will not hurt the female emperor."

He Xingsong said coldly.

Ling Guoshi gritted his teeth, he did not dare to conflict with He Xingsong at this moment, and the rest of them would not help him.

Especially the Heavenly Demon Saint Lord behind everyone, although his lifespan was almost exhausted, her methods still made Ling Guoshi deeply jealous.

He had to gritted his teeth and looked into the pavilion.

In the pavilion.

The blood of Su Han's blood race continuously poured into Jing Yuehan's body, but it was still ineffective.

"It's useless, my cultivation base... is much higher than yours."

Jing Yuehan said softly.

Su Han didn't say a word, the blood in his body surged crazily and poured into Jing Yuehan's body.

But Jing Yuehan's breath was still weakening, and the look in her eyes was gradually dissipating.

I!

Absolutely!

Do not!

meeting!

Let you die before my eyes!

With a violent aura, Su Han's hair gradually turned into snow white. He had already activated the ultimate combat body, and at the same time, he had activated the purple magic pupil. This time, he strengthened his bloodline.

Only this bloodline can play a role in lifespan.

Not only that, Su Han also constantly tried to strengthen Jing Yuehan's life with imperial aura.

Perhaps what Jing Yuehan said was right, her cultivation base was so much stronger than Su Han, and all of Su Han's methods could not have any effect on Jing Yuehan.

Blood is linked to the origin.

When Su Han completely disregarded the consumption of his origin and the loss of lifespan, the blood in his body poured into Jing Yuehan's body at a terrifying speed.

But the power of these essence and blood would dissipate on its own as long as it entered Jing Yuehan's body.

Su Han did not stop, repeating this.

His hair became gray, it was not the snow white of the ultimate battle body, but the gray with extremely serious lifespan loss.

His skin is also slowly appearing wrinkles.

The dragon bat stood in the void, staring at this scene, with a solemn color in his eyes.

"Holy Shou Yuan is being consumed crazily."

Commander Qi couldn't help but look at Hexingsong.

The saints, the great saints, and the saints present can all see what this scene represents.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

The entire pavilion was enveloped by a strange force.

"Holy authority?"

The faces of Shangmenzhu and others were surprised.

Yes, it is the authority of the saint!

And there is far more than one, they can clearly feel that the power of these authority is surging out of Su Han.

"No, you deserve to be the first emperor. Before being promoted to the saints, he already has the power of the four saints..."

The head of the **** catching gate muttered to himself.

At this moment, Su Han showed all his trump cards.

He even questioned the system.

But the system did not give him any reply.

The lifespan that is about to run out may be truly irreversible.

But Su Han didn't believe it!

He felt that there must be a way to continue Jing Yuehan's life!

Jing Yuehan's face was also slowly aging.

Her last gleam was about to dissipate, and there was a touch of heartache in her eyes. She knew what Su Han was doing, and she wanted to stop it, but she had no strength.

"Ahhhhh!!"

Su Han suddenly raised his head, revealing an old face, tears gushing from his eye sockets uncontrollably.

For the first time he felt that he was so powerless in this world, and for the first time he hoped that time could return to the time when he was in Fengyun Kyushu.

Why did God steal him for twenty thousand years?

Why?

If, if his strength is strong enough, if he is also the Holy Master at the moment, he will definitely be able to continue his life for Jing Yuehan!

Now, he can't even play a role in Jing Yuehan's body with the time restraint of the death god's authority!

"You seven bastards, bastard! I must screw your heads off, crush your bones and ash, and suppress your eternal life in Jiuyou Hell!"

Su Han's eyes were full of bitter hatred.

If it wasn't for those seven who injured Jing Yuehan, even if her lifespan was about to run out, it would not be at this time that Shang Qing would still be alive!

If that were the case, he would have enough time to make an effort to break through to the realm of the Holy Lord.

Thousand years, no, don't need a thousand years, give him a hundred years, maybe even a hundred years, he can save Jing Yuehan's life with only that little time, and can prevent her from sitting down due to exhaustion of her life.

But time, but will not wait for him.

Su Han hugged Jing Yuehan tightly. His age had surpassed her. To outsiders, this was an old couple who had come to the end of their lives.

The power of the saint in Su Han has faintly broken.

But he didn't care, just blindly exerted his last bit of strength, trying to save Jing Yuehan's life.

A phantom wearing a gray robe slowly emerged behind him, as if there was an invisible flame burning this phantom, and the gray robe disappeared inch by inch.

At that time, the chaotic timelines in the Holy Fallen Land seemed to resonate with some power, and they were undergoing an unknown change. This kind of change directly caused the disordered timeline to gradually return to normal or disappear.