Chapter 2257: Everything rests

"What are you talking about? Night generations?"

Hearing the inexplicable words Jiang Yun said, Tianjia’s expression could not help but squint and asked.

Although he has not finished the soul-hunting, but everything in Jiang Yun’s body, he clearly sees it.

Even the departure of Haotiandao, he looked in his eyes, but did not stop it.

But now Jiang Yun actually shouted out a night predecessor!

"Ha ha!"

At the same time, a laughter full of vicissitudes sounded in the ears of Tianjia.

Then, Tianjia saw it, and it was always within the golden lock of the soul of Jiang Yun, and came out alone!

That golden lock, Tianjia nature has long seen it, and knows that the power of Jinsuo is so strong that even his own soul can kill.

However, in his eyes, even Jiang Yun is just a small cockroach, how can he care about this little golden lock.

When he wants to come, the Golden Lock is just a good magic weapon.

However, he never imagined that there would be a person out of the Golden Lock!

What appears is naturally night dust!

Before the first time with the black Thunder, Jiang Yun was ready to die, so he had already handed the refining pen and other instruments that he could not use to the little beast.

Just now, he drove out the heavenly body and Shurao sword out of his body.

Nowadays, in his body, apart from the night, there is no other creature, no magic weapon.

Although he also wants to let the night of the dust leave his body, but the soul of the night is so locked up by the golden lock, so that he is powerless.

At this moment, in the face of the powerful Tianjia, in the face of his own soul can not blew himself, Jiang Yun helpless, can only ask for help to the night.

Tenga, it is a demon!

The strength of the night's solitary dust is far worse than that of Tianjia, and even I am afraid that it is weaker than today's Jiang Yun, but he is a refining demon, the first refining demon who was born in the two fields!

To deal with the Yaozu, he always has some advantages!

However, if he can really suppress Tianjia, then Jiang Yun is also worried that once his soul blew himself, I wonder if the Golden Lock can protect the safety of the night.

Therefore, Jiang Yun invited him to die together!

Night Solitary also knows that the strength of Tianjia is extremely powerful. Knowing that even if it appears, it can't help Jiang Yun's busyness, so it is better to stay in the golden lock, waiting to see if there is a suitable opportunity, you can secretly shoot, Help Jiang Yun.

Hearing the voice of Jiang Yun, the night of the lonely dust came out of the golden lock, did not go to see Tianjia, but his eyes softly stared at Jiang Yun, with a calm smile on his face.

Following Jiang Yun's reincarnation of countless times, in the eyes of the night alone, Jiang Yun has long been regarded as his younger generation, becoming his closest person, even becoming a son.

In this reincarnation, he saved Jiang Yun more than once, hoping that Jiang Yun can survive.

This time, he did not have the confidence to kill Tianjia, and he was able to save Jiang Yun once again.

After a short gaze, the night alone smiled and said: "If you can die, then I can't ask for it!"

For this day trapped in a golden lock, he has long been fed up.

If you can really help Jiang Yun with your own life, then he really can't ask for it!

"Hey!"

When the voice fell, the night dust had raised his hand without hesitation, and a finger was extended, and the virtual painting began to condense!

The night's solitary finger moves very fast, although there is nothing in his hand, but as his fingers move, there is a pattern of lines that appear in nothingness.

Only with the appearance of these lines, his body is blurred a little.

For the action of the night, the sky is a foggy water for the lines that the road is drawn, and I don’t know what the night is doing.

However, Jiang Yun knows that the night is solitary, he regards his own hand as a refining demon pen, and regards his own soul as blood, drawing a life and death demon print!

The refining demon nine techniques, drawn with the blood of the refining sorcerer, can exert the power of various printing decisions as much as possible.

But the night of the solitary dust is now only the state of the soul, there is no flesh, no blood.

Therefore, he used the soul as a blood!

In the refining demon nine techniques, the power of life and death is the strongest, and the demon can be born, and the demon will die!

Naturally, the drawing of the death and death of the demon is also the most complicated, so after more than half of the body of the night has been turned into illusion, the birth and death of the demon is still not completed.

However, as the lines appeared, gradually, Tianjia also felt a threat and felt a pressure!

It is as if at this moment, he has become the inferior creature he has never seen in his eyes, and the night of the lonely dust has become the sky that is high!

Don't look at the identity of Tianjia is really noble, but he doesn't know much about the two fields.

Not that he can't know, but he doesn't bother to know.

The refining sorcerer, in fact, he also heard about it, or heard it from the mouth of the hunter.

But the hunter is just a slave to his men, how can he think of how powerful the sorcerer is!

What's more, he never thought he was a demon, he thought he was heaven.

Because of their family, they are called the gods!

Therefore, he does not know the true identity of the night, but he can't know the number of lines drawn by the night alone, and why he feels like he is scared.

He only knows that he must quickly speed up the glory of Jiang Yun, and then stop the action of the night!

And Jiang Yunqi can make him wish, and he is also working **** his own, and he is working hard to delay the time!

Finally, the night of the dust recovered his fingers, and in front of him there has also been a huge and extremely complicated print.

Don't look at Jiang Yun is also a refining demon, but until now, he has never been able to really draw a complete life and death.

Therefore, this is the first time he saw the complete life and death demon print.

For a time, Jiang Yun has a dazzling feeling!

As for Tianjia, when he saw the complete life and death demon print, he even had the feeling of being deeply trapped and unable to extricate himself, which made him really shocked.

At this moment, the night is solitary, the body is almost completely transparent, and it is on the verge of dissipation. Only his eyes are relatively clear.

His eyes only glanced at the life and death demon prints that he really painted with his life. Then he looked at Jiang Yun again, with a kindly color in his eyes: "Jiang Yun, if you and I can still live, then I will see you next time!"

"If you and I are completely gone, then everything is rested!"

The voice fell, and the night's solitary dust reached out and pushed gently. The life and death of the demon in front of him suddenly rushed toward the soul of Tianjia.

"No no no!"

The face of Tsinghua was finally changed, and an anxious voice was heard in the mouth.

"boom!"

The death and death of the demon, heavily hit the soul of the Tianjia, and instantly immersed in it, disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, Jiang Yun’s eyes are also shining, watching the eyes of the night alone: ​​“Night predecessors, in fact, my biggest wish now is to hope that I will not have another afterlife!”

In the voice, Jiang Yun mentioned all his strength, hands clenched his fists, and went deep into the night.

The same night, the same dust, holding a fist, against Jiang Yun, with a smile!

......

"boom!"

An earth-shattering bang came, and a wave of incomparable horror erupted from Jiang Yun’s body and rolled away.

This strong air, even the strength of the old man, is changing his face, his body hurriedly swayed and left the place.

However, his knowledge of God always looks at the center of the air.

There, there is neither the breath of Tianjia, nor the breath of Jiang Yun, or even empty, just as there have never been any living beings!

Only the voice of Jiang Yun that he could not hear was still faintly echoed in nothingness.

"Golden lock, if you can hear me, then I hope, don't let me re-enter the reincarnation, don't let me turn to the next!"