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

It seemed as if Tu Shansi, in flowing white clothes, appeared before her eyes, calm and at ease in the formation. Every word he said and every move he made left a deep mark on her heart.

The formation has been broken and the light curtain has dissipated...

Tu Shansi's green shirt slowly fell from the void, leaving Feng Qingluo with only this green shirt embroidered with concentric flowers.

At that moment, Feng Qingluo felt his body light up and his mind swayed.

She looked at the green shirt and felt a strong sense of sadness in her heart. That was Tu Shansi's green shirt, and it was also evidence that they had loved each other. Now, it has lost its owner, leaving only a lonely deserted place.

A strong smell of blood hit her nostrils, which was nauseating. She was stunned for a moment and looked up.

The gruesome scene made her shudder.

She took a closer look and found that Dong Sheng's dragon body was broken into five sections, the dragon's tendons were pulled out, and blood flowed into a river.

Her eyes fell on the brutally killed Red Dragon Army. Their bodies were twisted and struggling in pain, but they could not escape their fate.

Her breathing became rapid, as if there was an invisible force oppressing her. She didn't know what she should do, she could only watch.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, accompanied by deafening thunder, and a storm poured down. The rain washed the earth, as if weeping for the dead creatures.

She stood in the wind and looked around blankly, as if she hadn't recovered from the shock just now. Her back lit up with a white light.

At this time, Jue Chen's voice sounded in her ears, cold and firm: "The demon army retreats."

As if in an instant, the earth-shattering fierce battle scene just now stopped. Under Jue Chen's order, those demonic armies that were baring their teeth and claws actually retreated, as if they had never been there, leaving only the scorched land.

The moment the demonic army retreated, Xingxuan and the Emperor of Sifang also rushed over at the same time.

Xingxuan and the other emperors of the four directions stood in the wind, their surprised faces seemed to be telling, 'What kind of earth-shattering event just happened?'

Their eyes were all focused on Feng Qingluo. Their faces were filled with undiminished shock and deep awe. They looked at her as if they were looking at a god emerging from hell.

However, Jue Chen privately ordered the demon army to retreat and clashed with Tu Shanbai.

Tu Shanbai roared at the top of his lungs: "Who told you to withdraw your troops?"

"The goal has been achieved. What the Demon Lord wants has been obtained. Why don't you withdraw your troops and wait for the army of gods to come? Didn't you see that the Four Emperors and the Lord Xingxuan have already arrived?"

Jue Chen pulled away Tu Shanbai's hand that was twisting his collar and gritted his teeth in dissatisfaction.

"But with such a good opportunity, we might be able to completely annihilate the Red Dragon Army."

Jue Chen looked at Tu Shanbai, who was eager for quick success, with disdain, and gritted his teeth and said, "Do you think the Red Dragon Army can be annihilated so easily? This is only 30,000. If the rear gets the news, it will be us who will be wiped out along with the reinforcements, no? Know how to use troops"

Tu Shanbai sarcastically said: "Be greedy for life and afraid of death."

"It is our demon army that is charging into the battle. If you are not afraid of death, you can rush out now and annihilate them all, and then go to the demon army to claim credit."

Jue Chen rolled his eyes at Tu Shanbai and led the demon army away quickly.

Lin Feng, the lieutenant beside Jue Chen, kept looking at Jue Chen, looking like he was hesitant to speak.

Jue Chen noticed Lin Feng's doubts and said, "Just tell me if you have anything to say!"

Lin Feng glanced at the demon army behind him, then carefully approached Jue Chen's ear and said, "General, did you see the white light emitting from the empress's back just now?"

Jue Chen was surprised and quickly looked back. Seeing that no one noticed them, he turned back and nodded: "Yes, I saw it."

Lin Feng lowered his voice very low and said: "Is that a demon spirit? It is the young master's demon spirit, but why is there no demonic energy?"

"Shh..." Jue Chen carefully looked at her, paused and then said: "There are some things that you should not tell outsiders and don't hurt the empress. She has a deep friendship with the young master and has saved the young master many times."

Lin Feng understood and nodded.

It seems that it is really the young master's demon spirit.

But the Nascent Soul has been destroyed, so what’s the use of the demonic spirit?

Lin Feng took a deep breath and said nothing more.

Jue Chen returned to the Demon Clan's stronghold and went to meet the Demon Lord alone.

"Your Majesty, the dragon tendons and dragon scales have been retrieved, and my subordinates also ordered people to retrieve the dragon beads."

Jue Chen knelt on one knee, held the objects in his hands, and presented them to the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord sat upright in the main hall. His appearance was as unique and awe-inspiring as his power.

He was tall and slender, as strong as a mountain, and exuded an indescribably powerful aura.

The Demon Lord sat there without saying a word, his face resolute and deep, as if he was cutting with a knife and an axe, showing his coldness and majesty.

A pair of deep black eyes, like stars in the dark night, cold and full of mystery.

The bridge of his nose is high, giving him a cold and reserved beauty. Her thin lips were tightly closed, and her hair was as black as ink, reaching her waist, shining with the cold light of the moonlight.

Each hair is like a rigorously forged steel needle, tough and sharp. His skin was a healthy wheat color, as if he had gone through countless battles and hardships, revealing his ruthlessness.

He wore a black robe embroidered with complex dark red patterns, which were like burning flames.

The hem of the robe flutters in the wind, and every swing brings a wave of darkness, like a phantom in the night.

The servant beside him took Jue Chen and offered it to him with both hands.

Suddenly, a pair of black wings sprouted from behind him. When the wings were unfolded, the feathers on the wings were like fine black silver forgings, each one full of power and majesty.

When the wings flap, the dark power seems to be awakened, bringing up gusts of wind.

Jue Chen knelt in front of him, even breathing carefully.

The demon lord slowly got up, stood up, and snorted coldly, "This molten heart of fire can finally be activated and completely become the fire in the center of the earth."

The scarlet at the end of Demon Lord's eyes seemed to have flames. He raised his hand and swept over the dragon beads, dragon scales, and dragon tendons. Tempered with demonic fire, its power is integrated. The stronger the power of the deity who asks for dragon beads, dragon scales, and dragon tendons, the stronger the power of the fire that inspires the molten heart will be.

The magic fire burned like thousands of fireflies dancing, illuminating a bright world in the darkness. The blue light spread like an ocean, swallowing up the endless darkness bit by bit. The hot temperature spread instantly, making it impossible to get close.

Suddenly, a fiery red bead flew out of the fire. The bead drew a fiery trajectory in the air, like a shooting star cutting through the night sky, leaving a brilliant light trail.

When the Demon Lord saw this, his eyes narrowed. His hands changed rapidly, and a blazing heart of lava appeared in the void. Under the control of the Demon Lord, the lava core slowly flew towards the fiery red beads.

When the two met, they instantly emitted a violent blue-red light. The light was so intense that it seemed as if the heaven and earth were being torn apart. Immediately afterwards, a powerful heat spread out, instantly turning everything around him into ashes.