The villain, she raised the darling of heaven

Shen Jue's compromise made Shen Yu feel much more at ease.

In just one hour, all the disciples of Jiujue Hall gathered at the junction of Fuguangyuan and Tianriyuan.

Changsun Xian, Qu Zhao, and Ding Jing led the Blood Curse Clan, as well as a large number of undead, who would rush over as soon as they were given an order.

Shen Yu jumped into the sky, and the huge spider was at the rear of the troops.

"This battle will last forever, and will never stop."

Along with a female voice resounding, the sun shines among the red lights, white feathers pop out, the sword shines out of the box, and the dark figure looks like a giant hand pressing towards the sky.

……

meeting hall——

In the bright hall, countless struggles flashed across the twelve faces, and finally Feng Hong broke the silence: "If we don't invite that person to take action, the foundation of our meeting hall for thousands of years will be destroyed."

Jiujue Temple is too crazy, they hold the attitude that it's either you die or I die.

They can ignore it, but the meeting hall can't.

The meeting hall not only represents one side's power, but also the patron saint of Soul Wonderland.

According to the legends that have been handed down from ancient times, besides the Muhun Continent and the Soul Wonderland, there are other unknown places.

These mysteries are washed away with time and replaced from generation to generation, so that the world has forgotten, and in the end only the people in power in the meeting hall know.

If the two top forces of Jiujue Palace and Conference Hall both lose, the Soul Fairyland will be in jeopardy.

"This is the only move, otherwise Jiujue Palace will not give up."

The others looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally agreed with the Feng family's proposal.

Feng Lang flicked his sleeves and swept away.

"Everyone follow me to enlighten my spirit."

Twelve streamers headed straight for Fu Guangyuan.

……

Xuancang Palace——

When Shen Jue came out, the entire Xuan Cang Palace was covered with red ribbons.

He froze for a while before recruiting a disciple.

"What are you doing?"

The disciple seemed surprised that he didn't know.

"His Royal Highness, Commander Qu personally ordered this, saying that after the war, the young priest will marry you."

Shen Jue felt a thunderbolt, and a strange feeling flashed through his heart.

"Who... Ah Yu said it herself?"

The disciple touched his head, still holding the red ribbon that had not been hung up.

"Isn't the young priest's words conveyed by Commander Qu? It must be to surprise the Holy Son?"

Shen Jue was stunned for a quarter of an hour.

Did Ah Yu think so?

But they are not siblings...

Well, it's actually not very important, and there is no blood relationship.

but……

Shen Jue suddenly felt his face was a little hot.

Why didn't Ah Yu tell him directly?

If she insists...he can accept it...

Just at this moment, the disciple had already left.

The entire Xuancang Palace was filled with red silk, decorated with lanterns and festoons, which was quite festive.

The twenty or so disciples who remained replaced everything with new ones in an orderly manner, and even arranged the main hall.

Shen Jue turned around for a long time and looked at every place carefully.

He recalled Shen Yu's preferences, and replaced all the plain things.

……

A deafening sound of footsteps came from far and near, making the ground tremble slightly.

He raised his eyes and saw countless disciples appearing in the forest.

Those running on the ground, flying in the sky, and running among the forests.

The bright repair robes shone with dazzling luster, and the jagged swords pierced straight into the sky, glowing with a cold light.

The huge soul beast at the end was creepy, and all the casual cultivators ran away in fright.

Suddenly, everything fell silent.

Shen Yu stared slightly at high altitude, twelve figures appeared on the ground, and there was no one else.

The blood sword stained the air, and the cold light flickered.

Shen Yu fell to the ground in an instant, the bloody sword in her hand glowed with blood, and her soul power lingered, her eyes fixed on the 12 people without moving.

Chang Sun Xian sighed slightly, but the smile on his face did not diminish at all.

Even though he knew what he was going to face in the end, he still didn't change his face, and even felt a little relieved.

For so many years, he has never been able to beat the meeting hall.

Now, everything should come to an end.

Feng Hong was expressionless, and said to Shen Yu: "Shen Yu, I'll ask you one last time, do you want to withdraw or not?"

Shen Yu sensed what tricks the other party was going to use.

However, with her temperament, she would never run away without fighting, but replied coldly, "Everything depends on robbery."

Feng Hong nodded lightly, extremely calm.

Then, the 12 people unanimously burst out with a power different from soul power, and the blue lights on their bodies intersected.

Shen Yu felt that this power was inexplicably familiar, so she raised her hand and threw the blood sword in her hand.

When the soul power collided with the strength, it didn't startle the slightest ripple.

Instead, the blood sword was imprisoned in mid-air, no matter how hard Shen Yu struggled, it was useless.

Chang Sun Xian's eyes were blank.

"Don't waste your energy, how can soul power beat divine power?"

Shen Yu suddenly remembered.

This familiar power appeared on the goddess of the ancient land.

The strength of the 12 people finally began to weaken.

The blood sword continued to roar.

After another two breaths, everything began to ring, everything seemed to be stilled, and something was approaching in the depths of the space.

A tiger's roar appeared in everyone's minds, and everyone began to look around.

The sky suddenly darkened, and the dark clouds gathered quickly.

Shen Yu raised her eyes, and a huge figure appeared behind the 12 people.

A white tiger with wings stepped through the void, slowly opened its ice blue eyes, and stared at her.

Xiaobai was lying on the ground under the pressure of God, and the rest of them all fell to their knees.

The ancient divine beast that has existed since the beginning of the world, its coercion alone is enough to crush everything, and it is the guardian beast of the meeting hall.

No, to be precise, it is the guardian beast of the Brahma world.

After the Heavenly Brahma Realm entered reincarnation for the last time, the three major families of Goddess and Ghosts established a sect together, and bestowed a ray of God from the White Tiger as a guardian beast.

Afterwards, the sect headed by the three major families evolved into today's meeting hall.

Shen Yu didn't feel any discomfort, but was strangely unable to move.

"Destroy her, is that good?"

Baihu spit out human words towards 12 people.

The 12 people in Fenghong bent their bodies to the extreme, "I'm so sorry."

Their conversations, their carefree walks, and their ease completely awakened the sleeping soul.

Shen Yu only felt that something was about to break out from the depths of her soul, and then boundless resentment suddenly filled her body, and the wave of death became heavier and heavier.

The souls of the ninth generation are gathered in one body, and the body and soul overlap each other.

Shen Yu's consciousness kept intermingling with the memories of the previous ninth life.

She saw that she in the ninth life gave her companion soul to herself in the first life at the price of never entering reincarnation, and reversed time and space, bringing Shen Yu from the first life to the second life.

Bai Hu remained indifferent, "Why do you have to challenge the patience of heaven and earth again and again, the ninth generation has lived a total of 9000 years, you should be content."

Shen Yu suddenly raised her head, and a black dead air permeated the air.

"How can I be content with repeating the same mistakes of the eighth generation?" The female voice was extremely shrill, like a ghost.

She only had a soul needle in her previous eight lifetimes, and after eight lifetimes of suffering, she finally waited until the ninth lifetime, when she received a little charity from the Dao of Heaven, and then changed to a soul sword.

She practiced hard for 8000 years and couldn't reach the quasi-god state.

Just because she walked a bloody road, she was abandoned, but everything was not her own will.

A few tears appeared on Shen Yu's stiff face, and her eyes were red.

At this time, the entire Soul Wonderland was struck by lightning and thunderstorms.

Shen Jue, who was thousands of miles away, stood quietly in front of the window, his eyes full of wind and rain, and the refined Qingying Sword hung in the air beside him, the unstoppable sound of the sword echoed the sound of thunder.

He only remembered that it rained heavily that day, and completely watered the red silk in the Xuancang Palace.

The bright red ribbon turned dark red, and the rain made it heavy, so heavy that no matter how strong the wind was, it could no longer fly, as if it had been crushed by the wind and snow of the ages.