The empress draws her sword for love and conquers the three realms

The Gate of Heavenly Dimension has been broken, and the Demonic Realm has ushered in the light that has been longed for for tens of thousands of years.

Under the instigation of the Emperor of Heaven, they were not satisfied with the status quo and frequently caused trouble with a small force.

The sky collapsed, the stars and rivers overflowed, the sun, moon and stars, and the earth lost all light.

The collapse of the Tianwei Gate was like a huge wound, tearing apart the world and connecting the demonic realm with the light world.

In the darkness, those demons that had been sealed surged out like a tide, sweeping across the entire Three Realms.

They shuttled through the streets and alleys like ghosts, and everywhere they went, there was chaos.

In this world, the people are miserable. In the desolate fields and dilapidated houses, there were loud cries, praying to God and worshiping Buddha, but there was no sign of any miracle.

The immortals and gods were in the clouds, turning a blind eye and hearing nothing, as if they were staying out of the way.

The emperor of the five directions only imposes minor punishments and attacks troublemaking demons in the areas under his own jurisdiction. Those demons are doing evil in the human world and harming living beings.

Although the demons have many magics, due to the tens of thousands of years of being trapped in this place, there is an unprecedented gap in strength between the demons and the gods.

They knew that if they wanted to fight against the gods, they must gather strength. However, the reason why the demons did not gather their troops together was because they were independent of each other and did not belong to each other.

Many demons cause trouble just because they urgently need to absorb spiritual energy, enrich the demon spirits, and improve their cultivation.

The demon king returns, regains the power of gods and demons, and the Nascent Soul returns to his body. Only then has the foundation been consolidated, and the various tribes are gradually being consolidated.

Tu Shanbai is now the pawn of the Demon Lord. He uses the Demon clan as his protective umbrella and secretly communicates with the hidden forces in Qingqiu.

He took advantage of the Demon Lord's unpreparedness and secretly spread the news to the people of the Immortal Clan, hoping to use the Demon Clan to move to Tushansi for him.

Although Tu Shansi on Kunlun Mountain had been wary of this for a long time, in order to repay Xingxuan's debt for himself and Feng Qingluo, he decided to cultivate half of himself to cross Xingxuan and save his life.

The collapse of Xing Xuan's spiritual power was resolved, and he slowly came to his senses.

Xingxuan's body was trembling, and his face was twisted with pain. He tried to stand, but found that his strength had disappeared, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his hands. His body was empty, as if all life force had been drained out of him.

Tu Shansi sat quietly aside, observing Xingxuan expressionlessly, "Don't move, otherwise you will fail."

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and continued to mobilize his inner strength to transfer his cultivation to Xingxuan.

A warm current surged in Tu Shansi's body, and he felt that his life force was being extracted, and then gradually injected into Xing Xuan's body.

Xingxuan's body began to tremble slightly, and his eyes slowly opened, with Tu Shansi's calm face reflected in his pupils.

"Why are you willing to save me?" His voice was a little hoarse, but his eyes were full of power.

Tu Shansi looked at him calmly, without any fluctuation in his eyes. His voice was steady and powerful, "I just want to draw a clear line with you."

His voice echoed in the air, every word clear and firm.

Xingxuan looked at him, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and he smiled softly, "Hehehe... There is a clear line between you and me."

At this moment, Xingxuan hoped in his heart that Feng Qingluo would give him instructions, so he was willing to make this sacrifice.

Tu Shansi snorted coldly and continued: "No, I have to pay back your life-saving grace and your teaching grace."

"Hehehe... It's a joke. How can you repay the grace of saving your life? If you want to repay it, you have to pay it back with your life or... with... people."

Xingxuan's final tone was extremely long.

Tu Shansi was shocked when he heard the implication of his words, that he would use Feng Qingluo's life to repay him.

"dream."

Tu Shansi spat out two words coldly.

Xingxuan snorted coldly, "Leave Feng Qingluo to me, and then you'll be able to pay it off; if you don't want to, I advise you to keep an eye on her, otherwise don't blame me for being cruel."

Tu Shan had already heard Xing Xuan's threat, and couldn't help but feel angry in his heart. He said coldly: "Luo'er is mine, and I won't let her get any harm."

Xingxuan sneered and said, "Then it depends on your ability."

Tu Shansi stood up suddenly and said sternly: "After seeing the deity, it's no longer serious, Tu won't bother me."

Tu Shansi didn't want to have too many entanglements or arguments with him. He was still worried about leaving Feng Qingluo alone in Shangshanju during the emergency.

So after transferring his spiritual energy, he returned to Shangshanju without stopping for a moment. At this time, Feng Qingluo was still sleeping soundly; it seemed that the dream was beautiful, and there was a faint smile on his face.

Tu Shansi stared at Feng Qingluo's sleeping face with mixed feelings in his heart. He quietly stood up and stepped onto the threshold of Shanshanju. A cold wind roared in, mixed with the chill of ice and snow.

Tu Shansi took a deep breath of air-conditioning, feeling heavy in his heart.

The wind roared on Kunlun Mountain and snow particles flew. His figure looked particularly lonely in the wind and snow.

He slowly raised his head and looked into the misty void, as if looking for something.

At this time, Feng Qingluo was whispering in his dream. When he heard the voice, he hurriedly ran into the bedroom.

"It turns out you were talking in your sleep!"

At this time, Feng Qingluo was whispering in her dream, and her voice was like a breeze, gently blowing through people's hearts.

"Tu Xiaosi, over there...the fruits on the branch over there...should be sweeter."

When Tu Shansi heard this, his heart ached.

He slowly walked to Feng Qingluo's bed and sat down. He looked at Feng Qingluo, his smart eyes shining in his dream, as if telling him a secret.

Tu Shansi gently held Feng Qingluo's hand and placed it on his cheek. He wanted to convey some warmth to her, some comfort.

His eyes stared at her affectionately, and his voice was gentle and low, "Did you dream about something happy? Luo'er."

"Tu Xiaosi, over there... come and help me."

Hearing her words in the dream, Tu Shansi couldn't help but blush.

He thought that his Luo'er must have dreamed about the time at the bottom of Cangyue Valley again. That was the most peaceful and happiest time they had with each other.

"Thank you, thank you for having me in your heart and in your dreams. How lucky I am to have you."

Tu Shansi let out a long breath.

He sat quietly next to her, looking at her peaceful sleeping face, and his heart was filled with deep tenderness.

He knew that no matter how far apart the world was, no matter how things changed, his heart would always belong to her.

Tu Shansi suddenly spoke again: "Ruoguo, Ruoguo... one day I won't be around, and you must... you must live well and happily."

Endless affection surged in his heart, and he would rather give his own life to protect the one he loved.

He imagined the inevitable catastrophe. If he could not avoid it, he would protect her in the catastrophe no matter what, even if it cost his life.

This thought made his heart twist, and he hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to freeze time at this moment forever.