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

He followed her regardless, trying to reach out and pat her.

But Xian'e suddenly said: "I don't know what happened during the battle between Emperor Zun and the demons."

"Yeah! It's really worrying."

Xian'e, who was cleaning the courtyard, agreed hurriedly.

When Tu Shan heard this, he froze in place. He looked up at the sky and saw a dark cloud covering the sky.

This dark cloud floated from the direction of Buzhou Mountain. It was as black as ink and seemed to carry an endless chill.

Tu Shan couldn't care less about resting. He flashed in an instant and rushed towards Buzhou Mountain without stopping.

Buzhou Mountain was shrouded in beacon fire and smoke, and the shrill sound of horns and the screams of soldiers mixed together, making people feel heart-stopping. Both armies paid a heavy price, and the river at the foot of the mountain was stained red with blood, making it desolate.

He rushed to the top of the mountain and saw a chaotic battlefield. The soldiers brandished their weapons and fought bloody battles, their faces looking ferocious from exhaustion.

But there is an unyielding stubbornness shrouded in the Red Dragon Army. They are angry and unjust; they are burning with blood to avenge the dead Red Dragon Army soldiers.

Tu Shansi had just landed in the middle of the battlefield. Before he could adjust his breath, a cyan light ball flew past him quickly and slammed into Buzhou Mountain.

The momentum of the ball of light was like a rainbow, as if it was going to swallow up the heaven and the earth. Buzhou Mountain felt this powerful force, the rocks trembled, and the originally quiet forest was instantly filled with the chirping of frightened birds.

Tu Shansi was just startled. He felt that the power contained in the light ball exceeded his expectation.

He hurriedly flew towards Buzhou Mountain, trying to stop this ball of light. However, when he arrived at Buzhou Mountain, the ball of light had already hit the mountain.

Just a loud noise was heard, rocks flew and smoke filled the air. Tushan Sigang's sight was blocked. He could not see the condition of Buzhou Mountain, and could only feel the trembling of the mountain.

Everyone stopped fighting and looked at Buzhou Shan.

Rumble!

The huge mountain peak collapsed, smoke and dust flew everywhere, gravel flew, and green light shot out in the collapsed mountain peak.

Gongsun Hongming rubbed his eyes, and then he saw clearly a familiar figure in the blue light.

"It's Luoluo!" Gongsun Hongming exclaimed.

"Luoluo... Luoluo..." he shouted again.

Tu Shan heard the sound and tried his best to search for her figure in the dust with his eyes wide open.

Buzhou Mountain is sinking with the force of collapse.

Rumble!

The mountain shook again, the smoke became thicker, and the blue light became more intense.

Gongsun Hongming picked up the Xuanyuan Sword and flew over. He shouted to Taikoo: "Taikoo, save Luoluo quickly."

Although Mount Buzhou is crumbling, the long river formed by the Xuanyuan Sword is still flowing forward.

In the blue light, Feng Qingluo was wearing silver armor and kneeling on the ground in the dust. She held the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, the blade of the sword was inserted deeply into the earth's crust, and there was a faint light shield around her.

Tu Shan was already distressed when he saw her covered in blood. He flew behind Feng Qingluo, trying to use his soul to block the falling rocks for her.

The dust around Feng Qingluo was flying and the sofa was rolling, but she just knelt there quietly, as stable as a rock.

There were several obvious scratches on her armor, and the scratches were bleeding, but these scratches did not weaken her aura.

She also wanted to get up and stay away from Buzhou Mountain, but her body refused to obey her orders. Her Dantian Qi sea seemed to be completely drained, and her originally powerful spiritual power seemed to have disappeared.

The scene of Buzhou Mountain gradually blurred in her eyes, and her body began to sway, like a leaf blown by a strong wind, unable to control its swing.

Her soul seemed to be pulled out of her body, and she felt like she was floating in an endless void.

"Luo'er."

Tu Shansi's gentle voice sounded in her ears.

Feng Qingluo suddenly woke up with a start.

"Xiaosi...Xiaosi."

She glanced around and found that the surroundings were gray, as if she was in chaos.

Tu Shansi's voice was so hollow and weak, "Luo'er, can you hear me?"

"Xiaosi, Xiaosi, is that you?"

She looked up to the left with tears in her eyes, but saw only chaos and nothingness.

She called Xiaosi's name, her voice echoing in this empty world, but there was no response.

Tu Shansi nodded excitedly and said, "It's me, it's me, get out of here quickly! Mount Buzhou is about to collapse."

"Xiao Si, where are you! Why don't you answer me."

She felt a wave of despair well up in her heart, and tears flowed down unconsciously.

Rumble!

At this time, the Buzhou mountainside behind him broke off, and was about to hit Feng Qingluo Shi.

Taigu immediately transformed into his true form, leaped as a fire phoenix, flew to Feng Qingluo, and took her away.

Feng Qingluo was led out of danger by Fire Phoenix Taikoo, and the two of them landed steadily on an open space in the distance. Tu Shansi saw that they were safe, and a big stone finally fell to his heart.

His soul, a thought, flew away from Buzhou Mountain along with Feng Qingluo's figure.

The mountainside of Buzhou Mountain collapsed before their eyes, huge plumes of smoke and dust rose into the sky, and the entire mountain range trembled.

Feng Qingluo looked at the scene in front of him, his heart filled with panic. If Taigu hadn't arrived in time, he would have been buried under Buzhou Mountain and turned into dust.

Taigu looked at Feng Qingluo, with a flash of anger in his eyes, "Your Highness, how dangerous it was just now!"

"Luoluo, where are you injured?" Gongsun Hongming rushed over with a worried look on his face.

"..."

Feng Qingluo shook his head in despair.

Just before they could react, the Divine Mountain of the God Realm began to slowly fall, and the molten flames of the basalt volcano poured in.

The volcanic flames washed over the land like a torrent, with blazing fire and thick smoke.

"Come on!"

Taigu pulled Feng Qingluo, and Gongsun Hongming gave up and ordered the Red Dragon Army to evacuate.

The large army fled in panic.

But the basalt lava was so fierce that it swallowed everything, and they were soon overtaken.

Gongsun Hongming raised his sword and slashed, and a bright sword energy cut through the sky and cut a deep ravine in the earth.

The hot molten flames flowed along the ravine, making a sizzling sound.

He tried to use this method to stop the spread of hell's molten flames and gain a glimmer of hope for everyone.

However, at this critical moment, the Demon King suddenly appeared. His figure was as erratic as a ghost, exuding a breathtaking dark aura. He stood in front of everyone, like a towering mountain, blocking their only escape route.

"Do you think you can escape from my grasp?" Demon Lord's voice was low and cold.

Faced with this sudden change, everyone's expressions changed suddenly.