The cohabiting fairy emperor of the female president

When Xiong Zhengyang sprang out, Tan Yushan had already mobilized his strength and went to help Luoyunzong.

With his joining, everyone in Luoyun Sect couldn't help but feel the pressure was relieved.

A strong person in the distraction state can exert too much effect.

Although there are a lot of them, the cultivation levels of their disciples are uneven, and they are actually at a disadvantage in front of all the disciples who are possessed by demons in Tianhuo Palace.

However, it was Qianhe Jianzong who had endured most of the pressure.

If they hadn't been in front of them, Luo Yunzong probably wouldn't have many survivors.

In the big formation, spiritual power surged.

Layer after layer of aftermath flashed through the void.

Everyone squandered the power in their bodies regardless of the consumption of spiritual energy.

This time it's a decisive battle, so it will be finalized.

They can't help Xiao Zhe there, but this is their battlefield.

All they could do was to break through the formation and avoid causing Xiao Zhe any worries.

The night lord is extremely difficult to deal with, and all the people combined are no match for the lord.

But it is still within the range of people's ability to entangle the people in Tianhuo Palace.

　 "Thousand Crane Slash!"

Tan Yushan suddenly erupted his own breath, and slashed down with his sword, a disciple who was about to attack Luo Liuyun died instantly.

　 "Sovereign Luo, there is no need to be merciless when you shoot, the most important thing is to protect yourself."

After the words fell, Tan Yushan immediately dodged to go elsewhere.

　 "Thank you senior!"

boom!
At this moment, Luo Liuyun circulated all the spiritual power in his body and rushed into the crowd.

His cultivation is not outstanding, and it is extremely rare to be able to protect himself.

If there is spare energy left, even if he does not die, he may be reduced to a demon cultivator due to the infection of demon energy.

Earlier, Ye Xing told them to wait and try their best to preserve the inheritance of Tianhuo Palace.

His personal grievances with Ji Xue have nothing to do with these disciples.

Luo Liuyun still doesn't know that his daughter's death is entirely his own fault.

Fang Yunyu, on the other hand, couldn't help but feel admiration when he learned the truth behind what Ji Xue did.

She was only a woman, and she suffered alone.

Now becoming a puppet of the Night Lord, just to protect the foundation of her ancestors, this is more uncomfortable than killing her.

It's a pity that Fang Yunyu's talent is mediocre, even if Ji Xue forced him, his potential has already determined the upper limit.

If he knew that his son did not die at the hands of Ji Xue, he would not know how he would feel.

On the contrary, Ji Xue was the one who saved his son, but it was a step too late.

Often good fortune tricks people, and some things will not be forgiven even if they are explained.

Ji Xue is also a proud person, she never cared what other people think of her.

Until she met Shen Wanting, the only disciple in her heart.

Since then, she has played the role of a strict teacher, imparting her strongest spells.

She didn't know if she could keep Shen Wanting, but the inheritance of Tianhuo Palace could not be broken.

When it comes to talent, even if there is no mediocrity among the disciples, there is no one with extraordinary talent.

The Firework Jue is not an ordinary technique. To practice this technique, one must focus on one's aptitude.

Suddenly, Ji Xue, who was constantly instilling strength in the formation, struggled with her spirit.

It was this short period of ferocity that made the power in the formation weaken a bit.

　 "found it!"

Xiong Zhengyang, who was galloping, noticed something abnormal.

He quickly slashed across, facing somewhere with a sword.

boom!
The two forces collided, and Ji Xue appeared.

　 "Ji Xue, wake up, stop helping the tyrant!" Xiong Zhengyang shouted.

A little ferociousness flashed across Ji Xue's expression, and she hugged her head and screamed.

Bang!
The berserk devilish energy instantly swept through many disciples in the formation.

Under this blow, no matter it was the disciple of Qianhe Sword Sect or the disciple of Tianhuo Palace, their figures flew upside down.

Xiong Zhengyang took a deep breath, Ji Xue was more demonic at this moment, and her strength was much more terrifying than last time.

Even so, judging by her current reaction, she seems to have her own consciousness.

This is a good thing!

　 "Ji Xue, look at what your disciples have become."

Xiong Zhengyang strikes while the iron is hot, and speaks again, saying: "You really have the heart, the foundation of hundreds of years will be destroyed in one fell swoop!"

　 "As the lord of the first palace, do you want to admit defeat to a devil!"

Xiong Zhengyang yelled loudly, his palm exploded with spiritual power, and shouted: "Wake me up!"

　 "what!!"

boom!
Ji Xue's demon energy exploded again, and Xiong Zhengyang retreated quickly.

But under the impact of devil energy, he was still surged by the shocking energy and blood.

Fighting alone, he is no match for Ji Xue, this woman is too scary.

　 "Ji Xue, you have endured humiliation for many years, but there is not only your Tianhuo Palace in the other world, but also us!"

It was rare for Ji Xue to have such a sliver of consciousness. Xiong Zhengyang continued to shout: "Look for yourself, Xiao Zhe and the others have grown to the point where they can rival the Night Slayer. As long as they defeat him, peace will be restored in the foreign world."

　 "If you are not sober and continue to help the evildoers, you will be worthy of the legacy left by your ancestors!"

　 "Ji Xue, wake up, don't you have enough disciples killed or injured?"

boom!
Xiong Zhengyang exploded his aura again, but this time he did not act rashly.

Instead, he kept mobilizing his breath to compete with Ji Xue's devilish energy.

Suddenly, Ji Xue's restless devilish energy stopped for a moment.

With her dark green eyes, she glanced at the many disciples rushing in the crowd, and a deep sense of shame flashed in her heart.

　 "How can this happen? Why is this happening!"

Ji Xue's expression was slightly startled, as if her whole body had been hollowed out.

The once glorious Tianhuo Palace disappeared and was destroyed in her hands.

At the peak, how prosperous are the disciples under the sect.

But now, all the elders were killed and injured, leaving only a group of disciples who had become demons.

However, these disciples are less than one third.

　 "what!"

Ji Xue roared up to the sky, her violent spiritual power and demon energy intertwined and folded, making it hard to tell whether she was a demon or a human.

It can be seen that Xiong Zhengyang, who saw this scene, was overjoyed. This was a sign that Ji Xue's consciousness was about to recover.

This woman was actually able to get rid of the erosion of demonic energy. What kind of perseverance does she have.

Immediately afterwards, scenes flashed through Ji Xue's mind.

First, Xiao Zhe went to the Tianhuo Palace to save her from danger.

Then he became possessed, trying to lurk beside the Night Stalker, waiting for an opportunity to kill him.

Furthermore, she was noticed by the night lord and used strong means to demonize her.

And later, she shot and killed Long Qingcheng.

Ji Xue's delicate body trembled, her fists were clenched so hard that her nails were embedded in her flesh, oozing deep red.

Those scenes entered her sea of ​​consciousness and brought her a great impact.

Before she knew it, she had done many wrong things.

Especially Long Qingcheng, that girl once followed Xiao Zhe, restrained many disciples who had become demons with her own strength, and helped her kill the traitor Yu Zi'an.

In the end, it was she who avenged her kindness and killed Long Qingcheng, even though it was not her intention.

Afterwards, her mind continued to flash past scenes, and only then remembered the resurrection of Long Qingcheng.

Watching Ji Xue gradually return to calm, Xiong Zhengyang said cautiously: "Do you know who I am?"