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

Feng Qingluo knelt on one knee and propped herself up. Her face was as pale as paper.

She stretched out her thumb and lightly scratched the corner of her mouth, wiping away the blood. There was also a cut on her wrist, and blood continued to flow along the Sky Covering Sword.

She held the hilt of the sword tightly, pointing the tip of the sword towards the hell magma. The lava was boiling and the fire was flickering.

Feng Qingluo swung his sword, and blood spilled from the sword peak into the magma, and was instantly swallowed by the fire.

The originally silent basalt volcano began to boil violently, with muffled thunder roaring, and the heat emitted by the molten magma became higher and higher and redder and redder.

It was as if the heart of the earth had been cut open, and the blazing lava broke through the shackles of the earth's crust and surged into the sky like a violent behemoth. The crimson molten flames were like blazing meteors, burning the sky, rendering the originally quiet night into a violent and fiery world.

At the edge of the crater, the rocks melt at high temperatures and turn into hot magma, which flows into the crater to form huge magma vortices. That blazing wave of air seemed to tear everything apart and was suffocating.

When Demon Lord saw this, he was overjoyed and said: "Burn! Roll! Hahahaha... destroy! The Three Realms."

The sky instantly became dark and lightless, as if the end was coming. The Demon Lord's smile became more evil. He stretched out his hands, and a blazing black flame rose from his palms.

Pushing out with a palm, the powerful force shattered the side of the crater, and magma poured out along the gap.

"You, you, what did you do?"

Feng Qingluo asked with a confused look on his face.

The Demon Lord looked down and saw that where Feng Qingluo's blood dripped, the flowers and plants were restored to life, and the dead trees also sprouted new branches.

"That's it, that's it; the bloodline that has the power to create all things in the world has the power of resurrection. You are really a coveted big ginseng!"

His eyes were greedy and evil.

"If you know something you shouldn't know, your life will be short-lived!"

Feng Qingluo's sharp eyes made him want to eat the other person alive.

The air around her seemed to be oppressive and solemn. Feng Qingluo's eyes were as cold as ice. She slowly stood up. Her clothes were dyed red with blood, which made her look even more fierce and tough.

She raised her hand, condensed a ball of pure spiritual power, and slammed it towards the Demon Lord. The Demon Lord refused to evade and withstood the blow. A sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth, and with a wave of his hand, a wave of black energy swept toward Feng Qingluo.

The two had a brief conversation and then became tense again.

In the distance, Xingxuan was searching for something in the dense forest near the sinkhole.

However, he was still startled by the movement in the distance. He glanced briefly back and quickened his pace.

Xingxuan took a deep breath and tried to calm down the excitement in his heart. He had to find what he was looking for as soon as possible, otherwise all his efforts would be in vain.

"No, continuing to search like this is not the way to go."

He looked around, his eyes darting through the dense forest. Every tree, every leaf seemed to be telling him something. He closed his eyes, listened with his heart, and felt the scent of the forest.

Suddenly, his heartbeat accelerated, and an inexplicable feeling came over him. He opened his eyes and fixed his gaze in one direction. It was a place he had never noticed before, a clearing illuminated by moonlight.

Xingxuan walked towards the clearing without hesitation.

He was eager to confirm whether Tu Shansi was really dead physically and mentally. If he still had a glimmer of hope, then this was the only answer that could change Feng Qingluo's destiny.

Xingxuan held his breath and concentrated, gathering spiritual brilliance in his palms, like two bright stars twinkling in the darkness. He pressed lightly, and the pressure spread like an invisible storm in the dense forest. The leaves fell rustling and the birds flew away.

He smiled bitterly, looked at the brilliance in his palm, and said lightly: "What a fox, you are so cunning. Not only did you use the Sky Bead to hide the secret of the sky, but you also changed the secret of the sky." His voice echoed in the silent forest.

He looked around with firm eyes. Since Tu Shansi's soul is still there, he will definitely find a way to repair it and return to the world. Xingxuan knew that Tushan would definitely not be able to let go of Feng Qingluo.

"Not in the cauldron, not here..."

Xingxuan's eyes darkened, and then he thought that Feng Qingluo had given him a pair of glazed ice souls back then.

"Yes, that fox will definitely use the glazed ice soul to nourish his soul."

Just as he was about to leave, a trace burned by fox fire was left on a big tree next to him, which immediately attracted him.

Xingxuan stretched out his palm and gently stroked the mark, with a flash of doubt in his eyes.

This is... the aura of the Suhu clan!

He immediately looked up and looked around, but found no one.

"Is it Su Momo?"

Xingxuan's heart tightened and he immediately flew towards Jiu Ning Mountain.

That Yuan Shen is not with Feng Qingluo, which means that his true body is still there. If the power of the Yuan Shen weakens, he will be restrained by his true body and unable to stay away.

If Su Momo appeared there, maybe she knew something...

Xingxuan deduced that the Divine Nirvana Elemental Formation also had her own tricks. The only people who could do anything under the eyes of the Emperor of Heaven were women, and the only one was Su Momo, who was close to Zi Ning.

What's more, everyone knew that she was thinking about Tu Shansi.

It is not an exaggeration to say that she hid Tu Shansi's true identity, and it is not surprising at all.

Xingxuan flew directly to Zining Palace, and Su Momo was with her.

Zi Ning couldn't help but feel ecstatic when she saw her godly husband coming to Jiuning Mountain at dawn today.

"Sir, how come you have the leisure to come to my palace today?" Zi Ning asked angrily.

"..."

Xingxuan didn't respond to him, and walked past her directly to Su Momo.

In front of Zi Ning, he gently lifted Su Momo's chin, leaned over and sniffed her ear with the tip of his nose deliberately and ambiguously.

Su Momo was so frightened that she held her breath and did not dare to move. All her muscles tightened. "God, you, you, you..."

"Hmm...that's what it tastes like."

He raised his eyes again and looked from Su Momo's head to the room behind him. Suddenly it became clear in his heart that Su Momo really had some tricks up his sleeve.

Zi Ning stood aside, looking pale and watching his every move, with a breath in his heart.

"Xingxuan, you...you..."

Zi Ning pointed at him angrily and spoke incoherently.

A chill flashed through Xingxuan's eyes, and with a gloomy face, he waved his sleeve and opened Zi Ning's hand pointing at him.

"I don't like it when people point at me like this."

After that, he turned and left. After all, he had found the answer he wanted and didn't want to have too much entanglement with them.

Zi Ning looked at his leaving figure, her heart filled with despair.

She didn't know why Xingxuan asked to marry her in the first place if he hated her so much.