Chapter 1840 Truth (1)

The little white tiger is in the same place. It wants to save Ye Qing, but the pressure of the cursed **** has been shrouded in the entire real cemetery. It can't resist the wrath of God.

"Only death can wash the sins of your soul." The voice of the cursed **** rang again, and a red light flashed in her eyes, flying directly toward Ye Qingying.

Finished!

Ye Qingying was in a cold heart.

But in the moment when the red light touched Ye Qingyu, a petite figure suddenly fell into front of her, directly blocking the deadly blow of the cursed god!

"Little Devil!" Ye Qingyi looked at the small figure in front of himself, bearing the power of the cursed god, and his eyes widened.

The red light shrouded the little demon's body in an instant, and its small body gradually appeared in the wrath of the true God.

"Don't worry about me! You are going!" Ye Qing's heart is stalked.

But the little demon did not follow Ye Qing’s words as usual, the red light filled the moment of his body, he turned his head hard, the red face that was printed, the big doubles The ignorant eyes looked at Ye Qing’s eyes.

The next second, a loud bang, suddenly exploded.

The little demon has already reached the limit, and his entire body that has absorbed all the attacks has burst into a huge amount of energy.

Ye Qingyu was directly rushed to the ground by that force.

Xiaotian magic petite body, instantly falling toward the earth!

Ye Qingyi couldn't help the pain of the whole body, and rushed to the place where Xiaotian Mou fell, and the Emperor caught it.

"The demon, the human race... the traitor, all have to die." The wrath of the cursed **** did not dissipate, and the red light in her eyes became brighter and brighter.

Ye Qingxuan looked at the small demon in his arms, and his heart was like a knife that was scratched.

Xiaobaihu is also dumbfounded, but its gaze is fixed on the black armor that came back before, and the black armor does not seem to attack.

"Wake up... wake up..." Ye Qingyi gently swayed the little demon in his arms, but the little guy never opened his eyes again. The vitality in his body is rushing rapidly, the original warm body, It is gradually getting cold.

In the process of the disappearance of Xiaotian Mo, the black armor standing on the side of the side suddenly appeared a shredded fine lines.

When the little white tiger on the side had not had time to find out what was going on, the black armor broke down in an instant and turned into a pile of broken armor and spilled it.

At the moment when the black armor was broken, the body of the little demon suddenly flew from the arms of Ye Qingyu to the void.

At the moment of flying above the void, the body of the little demon blasted open.

A sudden burst of light spread out from the aftermath of the explosion of the little devil.

In an instant...

Everything in front of Ye Qing’s eyes turned into an illusion of nothingness.

It was a messy scene, but it also made Ye Qingyi feel extremely familiar.

That was the picture of the Taikoo Terran and the Demon, who launched the massacre against the true God hundreds of thousands of years ago...

Ye Qingyi had seen it in the temple.

But this time, everything in front of us is different.

Among the illusions, the demon named Tufu was imprisoned in a deep dungeon. He retired the guarded Taikoo and rushed out.

(End of this chapter)