The sky was gloomy, and a cold wind blew up from the bank of the Wangchuan River, chilling the bones, like a ghost grinding its teeth and sucking blood by its ears.
Xuan Fengqian looked up slightly, his sharp peach eyes stared motionlessly at the approaching Lie Que Pili.
Facing the sudden torrential rain, she stepped on the black soil that was as pulpy as festered skin and gave off a foul smell.
Boom¡ª¡ª
Suddenly, a thunder pierced the sky, hastily kicked off the prelude to this great thunder disaster.
Beside the ferry, the wanton and enchanting Bianhua showed an involuntary sense of fragility under the indiscriminate bombardment of the sky thunder.
Weeping ghosts leaped up to Xuanfengqian from time to time, causing her vision blurred by the rain to sway, and the blurred ghosts piled up one after another until the end of the sky. Desperately tore apart the tranquility of Soul Ferry for thousands of years.
Xuan Fengqian stood under the billowing thunder, dancing wildly with ink hair, condensing the power of the gods in his body into a long sword that pierced the sky, and greeted the "battle of the heavens" with flesh and blood.
The trembling ghosts hiding in the corner huddled together, their eyes full of fear looked at Xuan Fengqian who was still unmoved after being bombarded by the five thunders.
In their view, such deviant, those who want to fight against the sky are generally crazy people.
Nine times out of ten, it is a bad death.
Xuan Fengqian did not take it seriously.
She couldn't figure out who was defining the way of heaven, who was deciding her divine calamity?
In other words, no matter what the law of heaven is, if you want to hurt her, you must be prepared to withstand her fierce attack.
After several fights, Xuan Fengqian was smashed by the bright white electric light, his thin body was dragged by the wind like duckweed, and it seemed that he might be split into fly ash at any time.
However, the gloomy sky above her head did not take advantage of it, and was shattered by the particularly strong power of the gods in her body.
After a while, a black hole big enough to hold ten thousand people was sunk in the dark dome.
Xuan Fengqian can vaguely see a particularly dilapidated world outside the cave.
If you think about it, it is the legendary world of nothingness.
Seeing this, she didn't hesitate any longer, a brilliant light erupted from her water sleeves, and her whole body jumped up like a flying dragon, wanting to take the opportunity to climb out of the hole and place herself in the void to avoid the increasingly violent thunder disaster.
Her canthus was completely cracked, and she stared at the bigger and bigger gap in the sky without turning her eyes. She clenched her fists tightly and held on desperately with a strong desire to survive.
Soon!
Going a hundred feet further, she can jump over the black hole and smoothly enter the realm of nothingness.
Leng Ye, who rushed over on horseback, looked at Xuan Fengqian whose power of the gods was almost exhausted, and flew behind her without hesitation, blocking the terrifying disease that poked her back with the power of the prehistoric for her. electricity.
Fuchen lurking in the dark looked with interest at Xuanfengqian who was about to cross the realm of nothingness on the dome, and a treacherous evil smile suddenly appeared on his bland face.
It has to be said that the power of the gods on Xuanfengqian is indeed a terrifying existence.
It's a pity that she was not very lucky, and unfortunately met him
Seeing that Xuanfengqian was about to escape from Shengtian, the floating dust turned his palm into a sword, and stabbed towards his heart suddenly.
The sword rose and the sword fell, black resentment as ferocious as the power of the gods swarmed out of the hole in his heart like a flood of beasts.
"Ah Qian, it's dangerous!"
Leng Ye realized that the overwhelming resentment had sealed the gap in the sky that could accommodate ten thousand people in an instant, his eyes trembled violently, and with all his strength, he finally pulled Xuanfengqian back into his arms.
"The gap has been covered by resentment. If you fly to the gap at this moment, you will not only be attacked by resentment, but also be forced to a dead end by the thunder of the wilderness. It may be bad or bad."
"How did you come?"
Xuanfeng looked down at his feet without shoes, and his anxious appearance when he was on the road suddenly appeared in his mind.
Leng Ye's throat moved slightly, and he was about to answer, but because of the overwhelming resentment and the double attack of the wild thunder, it turned into a stream of light between his fingers, overflowing and scattered.
"No"
Xuanfeng Qian watched the hands strewn around her waist dissipate like dust, and just stared blankly at the gilded light spots around her, unable to recover for a long time.
Before this, she never thought that Leng Ye would leave her so hastily in such a tragic way.
He didn't even have time to put on his shoes.
"cold night"
She is in a daze;Thinking of this, she couldn't help but shuddered, the fear penetrated from the tailbone to all the limbs in an instant.
"Jing Zhe, since you have become the most capable officer under this seat, shouldn't you make a break with the past and completely cut off your relationship with those idlers?"
Fuchen sat cross-legged in the Eastern Emperor Bell, calmly calling Jingzhe hidden in the dark.
As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Zhe, who was dressed in a military uniform, led a group of demon generals to kneel in front of the Eastern Emperor Bell, "The demon king will last forever!"
Xuan Feng glanced at Yan Xi who was snuggling in Jing Zhe's arms and smiling sweetly, and it took a while before he came back to his senses.
She asked Jing Zhe sadly, "Isn't your conscience aching?"
"Di Ji, please make it clear. It was obviously the Demon Lord who first apologized to me and killed Xi'er cruelly. All I did was to seek justice for Yan Xi."
"Do you really believe what the witch in your arms said?"
Jing Zhe subconsciously hugged the timid Yan Xi tightly, and said firmly: "Yes."
"Jing Zhe, you are really disappointing."
Xuan Fengqian never expected that everything carefully arranged by Leng Ye would be destroyed by Jing Zhe.
After realizing that Leng Ye's Nilin had probably been destroyed by the Jingzhe, Xuan Fengqian could no longer control the grief in his heart, and the tears that had filled his eyes for a long time fell silently.
"Emperor Ji, why bother yourself? Follow me, and I will never treat you badly."
Fu Chen detected Xuan Fengqian's compassion and despair at the moment, and became even more excited. With a little force, he dug a hole in the Donghuang Bell.
He put his eyes close to the hole, and looked at Xuanfengqian who was weeping with leisure, and the smile on his face was even more wicked.
Although his mind has long been eroded by the ancient evil spirit left in the ghost's eyes, the throbbing of thousands of years cannot be forgotten overnight.
If Xuan Fengqian is willing to turn around, he can save her life.
Seeing that the Donghuang Bell had been pierced by the floating dust, Di Jun said with a horrified expression: "My dear sister, follow me quickly!"
"You go, I don't want to go."
Xuan Fengqian really couldn't accept Leng Ye's hasty death like this.
At this moment, she just wants to stay here forever, guarding their past, as if nothing had happened, and full of longing for their supposedly happy and sweet future.
"My good sister, even if it's for your baby in October, you can't give up on yourself."
"Where is he?"
Xuan Fengqian finally woke up, she nervously clutched Di Jun's arm, and asked anxiously.
"He's fine."
Looking at Xuanfengqian's grief-stricken appearance, Di Jun really couldn't bear it.
He originally wanted to tell her that all this was planned by him and Leng Ye.
The two of them seem to be incompatible with each other, but in fact, the two worlds of demons and monsters have never been in a competitive relationship.
In front of the enemy, even if they have never said anything about cooperation, they can know each other's thoughts and intentions just by looking at each other.
The last time he went to Jiuyou alone, apart from visiting Xuanfengqian, his main purpose was to discuss today's affairs with Leng Ye.
The reason why Xuan Fengqian was not informed in advance was mainly because this plan was particularly dangerous. If Leng Yezhen was not careful, Leng Yezhen would be knocked out of his wits by the Eight Desolation Heavenly Thunder.
What's more, before this, none of them expected that Xuanfengqian had tampered with the date of the Shangshen Tribulation a few months ago.
This made it impossible for them to spare time even if they wanted to tell him the overall plan.
"My good sister, this is not a place to stay for a long time, first follow me to the demon world to escape. Although the fallen demon is strong, he can only guard the Jiuyou realm. If he wants to unify the six realms, it may take some time."
"good."
Xuanfeng responded in a deep voice, and was about to leave with Dijun, but turned back before leaving.
She saw the right time, and when Fuchen was not on guard, she approached the Eastern Emperor Bell with lightning speed, and gouged out Fuchen's left eye with one hand.
"The hatred of killing your husband is irreconcilable. Just remember, one day, I will make you pay a more painful price for what you did today."
Xuan Fengqian looked indifferent, pinched his left eye with one hand, and left angrily.
"Bitch, court death!"
Fuchen didn't expect Xuanfengqian's aggressiveness to be so strong, and because of his negligence in defense, he had an eye gouged out abruptly, and he was full of resentment.
Jing Zhe stared deeply at the back of Xuanfeng's lightly leaving, and calmly let out a long breath.
It was Yan Xi in his arms, seeing the attack on the floating dust, his expression changed drastically, he hurriedly moved in front of the Eastern Emperor Bell, and asked with concern: "Devil Lord, are you alright?"
"roll."
All along, Fuchen has been relying on selling his appearance to lure the little demon in front of him step by step into the love net he wove by himself.
In fact, as Leng Ye said, Yan Xi passed away ten thousand years ago.
Right now, this woman who looks almost identical to Yan Xi is just a lackey he carefully cultivated.
Now, her use value has almost been exhausted, and it is no longer possible for Fuchen to treat her as gently as in the past thousands of years.
? Like the book-wearing book, I became the tyrant's palm, please collect it: The book-wearing, I became the tyrant's palm update the fastest. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)nbsp; It was Yan Xi in his arms, seeing the attack on the floating dust, his expression changed drastically, he hurriedly moved in front of the Eastern Emperor Bell, and asked with concern: "Devil Lord, are you alright?"
"roll."
All along, Fuchen has been relying on selling his appearance to lure the little demon in front of him step by step into the love net he wove by himself.
In fact, as Leng Ye said, Yan Xi passed away ten thousand years ago.
Right now, this woman who looks almost identical to Yan Xi is just a lackey he carefully cultivated.
Now, her use value has almost been exhausted, and it is no longer possible for Fuchen to treat her as gently as in the past thousands of years.
? Like the book-wearing book, I became the tyrant's palm, please collect it: The book-wearing, I became the tyrant's palm update the fastest. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com