Chapter 1900

Jing Zhulong is dead?

Fang Lin was in a trance. The old guy who had been living with him for a long time actually died?

His life is so hard that even the ancient catastrophe didn't let him die. How could he die like this?

Fang Lin didn't want to believe it. What kind of person was Jing Zhulong? The figure who once ended the ancient times, he is the only human demon saint of the demon beast family. After so much experience, how can he die easily?

Fang Lin still remembers those words that Jing Zhulong once said, the bloody sword that once rescued Fang Lin many times, and the story of Jing Zhulong's sister. Fang Lin clearly remembers them.

But when he came back, he only heard the sad news of Jing Zhulong's death.

For this person who is also a teacher and a friend, Fang Lin respected him from the bottom of his heart and never thought that Jing Zhulong would die.

"Mo shouhei killed him?" Fang Lin asked in a deep voice.

Qi Tian demon Sheng hum, said: "in addition to sticking to the black, no one else has the ability to kill master Jing."

With that, Qi Tian demon Saint waved his hand, and the bloody sword appeared in his hand and handed it to Fang Lin.

"This is his weapon. You should be familiar with it." Qi Tian demon Saint said, with a sigh in his tone.

Fang Lin looked back at the dim Qinghong sword inserted on the ground. Without touching it, he knew that this was the sword that Jing Zhulong regarded as his life. It was made by Jing Qinghong, Jing Zhulong's sister, with her life and flesh.

The sword is still there, but a pair of brothers and sisters in the past are no longer there.

Fang Lin reached out and held the Qinghong sword. Suddenly, a red light flashed into Fang Lin's body. At the same time, Fang Lin also saw the situation before Jing Zhulong was dying.

Deep in the sky above 100000 mountains and rivers, Jing Zhulong is already black and blue, and the opposite Mo shouhei is no better, but the smell of Mo shouhei is gradually improving, close to the peak.

Although Jing Zhulong is a leader in the realm of destiny, and Bai Qingxue, Fang Lin's mother, is only a little inferior, he is still gradually defeated by Mo shouhei, who is gradually reaching its peak.

But Jing Zhulong has done enough to drag Mo shouhei here, and hit Mo shouhei hard before he died, causing Mo shouhei, who is about to reach its peak, to fall down again.

"Jing Zhulong, you can leave your last words. If you block my way, it will only end like this." Mo shouhei Leng looked at Jing Zhulong and said lightly.

Jing Zhulong laughed and stared at Mo shouhei. Even though he knew that his life was not long, he still looked very indifferent.

"Last words? I Jing Zhulong lived for so long. What last words do you want? I die when I die, but I feel relaxed when I die." Jing Zhulong said with a smile.

Mo Shou's black face was expressionless. As soon as he pointed out, countless fingers appeared, penetrating Jing Zhulong's body constantly.

Between Jing Zhulong's teeth, the Qinghong sword in his hand suddenly waved, and a huge red sword roared and fell on Mo shouhei.

Mo Shou frowned. It seemed that he didn't expect the dying Jing Zhulong to have such strength, and there was a sword mark on his body.

"Don't worry, after you die, I won't let go of the monster clan." Mo Shou said in a cold voice.

Jing Zhulong is covered with blood holes, and the healing speed is extremely slow. His strength has been exhausted. His opponent is mo shouhei, who was once valued as a martial master. It is not easy for Jing Zhulong to support until now.

"I think someone has done what should be done. As for what will happen to the demon and beast clan in the future, it's not something I can care about. You stick to the black. Although you can kill me today, someone can kill you in the future." Jing Zhulong said sarcastically.

Mo shouhei sneered: "kill me? Even if Fang Qingye and Hou Yi joined hands, they can't kill me. On the contrary, Hou Yi himself died, but I'm still alive. No one in heaven and earth can kill me."

Jing Zhulong hehe smiled: "this is not necessarily."

As soon as the voice fell, Mo Shou's black body appeared before Jing Zhulong. A hand penetrated Jing Zhulong's heart and crushed Jing Zhulong's heart directly.

Jing Zhulong didn't say a word, and it was the same hand that ran through Mo shouhei's chest, and put all the remaining demons into Mo shouhei's body.

Mo Shou turned black, kicked Jing Zhulong and kicked him down.

Jing Zhulong laughed, but his eyes were blurred, and there was no evil spirit left. The vitality in his body had been completely consumed, and there was no doubt that he would die.

Jing Zhulong fell to the ground, looking relaxed, as if he was going to die calmly, but there was still regret in his heart.

After taking a look at the Qinghong sword in his hand, Jing Zhulong's face looked reluctant and more guilty.

"Sister, I'm going to see you." Jing Zhulong murmured, and Qinghong sword made a sad sound, as if it was also saying goodbye to Jing Zhulong.

If Jing Zhulong regretted the most in his life, he would have watched his sister jump into the volcano and die.

This is the lingering shadow of Jing Zhulong's life, which has also tortured him all his life, and he has never been able to get rid of it.

This Qinghong sword always reminds Jing Zhulong that his sister Jing Qinghong died because of the persecution of the Terrans.

This is also the reason why Jing Zhulong would rather be a demon than a human. He hated the human race to the extreme and was willing to be with monsters. Finally, he broke the rules of the monster family and became the first human demon saint.

Escaped the catastrophe of annihilating all sentient beings, led the demon beast clan to destroy the ancient times, and plunged the entire Terran into despair.

Jing Zhulong never thought that he had done anything wrong. He would only act according to his will. Whether it was the destruction of ancient times in the past, or blocking Mo shouhei now, he was willing to do it.

Just at this dying moment, Jing Zhulong hoped that everything could come back. He would not watch his sister die. The person he would rather die was himself.

Mo shouhei stood in the air, temporarily suppressing the evil spirit raging in his body, and coldly watched the fall of Jing Zhulong.

The sword of the rainbow of the Qing Dynasty moaned and dimmed rapidly, just like the life of chasing the dragon in the same scene at the moment.

When people die, the sword also dies.

Jing Zhulong Qinghong released his sword, smiled and said to it, "when the boy comes back, you will follow him. Remember to tell the boy that I don't want to see him down so soon and let him live well."

The Qinghong sword trembled constantly, and a virtual shadow of the girl in red emerged, holding the lifeless Jing Zhulong tightly.

In the distance, the Qi Tian demon saint has arrived, but he can't do anything. The strength of Mo shouhei suffocates the Qi Tian demon saint.

But Mo shouhei seemed to have some scruples, and his figure disappeared directly in a flash.

Looking at the sky, Jing Zhulong fell into 100000 mountains and rivers, and remembered the oath he had made at the crater of the volcano:

If I were a demon Saint someday, I would kill millions of people in the world!