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

Feng Qingluo's eyes were stunned and full of anger. Suddenly, as if he had made some determination, he pushed away the sky above the ravine of the ancient flying path with a palm, "Unless the demon is eliminated, the three realms will be uneasy."

"What are you going to do?"

Gongsun Hongming's voice was full of astonishment. He stood below Feng Qingluo and looked up at her, his eyes full of confusion.

Feng Qingluo didn't answer, just looked ahead coldly. A sword waved out a light shield to protect the Red Dragon Army.

"She is going to fight to the death with the Demon Lord. No, Hongming, hurry up and bring her back!" Tu Shansi's soul said anxiously.

Gongsun Hongming could not hear a word of his words.

Seeing that Gongsun Hongming had no reaction, Tu Shansi tried to shout to Feng Qingluo again.

"Luo'er, no! Don't do anything stupid."

Feng Qingluo didn't react at all.

Tu Shan was confused. She could hear him calling her just now, but why couldn't she hear him now?

At this time, Taigu also saw what Feng Qingluo was thinking, and said solemnly: "She wants to have a life-and-death fight with the Demon Lord."

"Yes! Taikoo, think of a way to take her back quickly. We need to make a long-term decision."

Tu Shansi nodded with joy.

He flew into the void impatiently, but he didn't expect that his soul was also knocked back.

He is weak and his soul power does not have much magical power.

With his soul weak, he was floating in the void, surrounded by pitch-black nothingness.

He felt as if he was bound by an invisible force and could not move.

He tried to struggle, but to no avail.

He felt that his consciousness was gradually blurring, as if he was sinking into endless darkness.

Suddenly, a ray of light flashed, and he felt himself being pulled by a powerful force, leaving the void.

His soul opened its eyes and found that he had returned to his body.

He felt that his body was surrounded by a warm force, as if there was a force protecting him.

Tu Shansi's eyes were tightly closed, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his soul was twisting restlessly on the bed. The surrounding air seemed to become hot, and a powerful force surged in his body, as if it was trying to break out of his body.

He wanted to gradually weaken the connection between the physical body and the soul. He gathered all his spiritual power, just when he felt the tearing pain.

Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and his heart suddenly lifted. He couldn't let Su Momo discover his abnormality, otherwise everything would be exposed. He quickly sealed his consciousness and buried his consciousness deeply in darkness.

First, hide it from the sky and wait for the soul to absorb enough spiritual power to repair the broken soul piece by piece, and then you can leave here completely.

Jiuning Mountain was in panic, because the mountain fell due to Buzhou, the four poles were destroyed, and Kyushu was torn apart.

The Emperor of Heaven is mobilizing manpower to cast spells to support the sinking of the mountain and alleviate the consequences of landslides and ground fissures caused by the rapid fall of the mountain.

Behind the Emperor of Heaven, the busy figures of the immortals and the solemn expressions on their faces all revealed the crisis at this moment.

Mount Buzhou was the pillar of heaven and earth. Now it collapsed, the four poles were destroyed, and the peace of Kyushu was instantly broken.

In the sky, there were dense clouds and strong winds, as if they were going to tear the entire Jiuning Mountain apart.

On the ground, huge cracks crisscrossed the ground, like greedy monsters, devouring everything.

The Emperor of Heaven stood on the top of the mountain, clasping his hands together and muttering something.

However, at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, the molten flames of hell were pouring in like a river bursting its banks, and the fiery flames appeared again.

The fire waterfall flows down from the foot of the mountain, lighting up the dark world. The scorching temperature makes it impossible to get close, and only observers from a distance can see the heart-stopping sight.

The molten flame flowing in the gully was about to overflow. The Demon Lord stood on the edge of the river of molten flame, his black robe fluttering in the heat wave. He raised his hands high and directed the molten flames in all directions.

The Demon Lord chanted spells in his mouth. Those spells were as hot as fire, but as cold as ice. He guided the molten fire to overflow and flow along the ravine, like a huge fire snake swimming in the darkness.

Feng Qingluo sacrificed the Tianji Sword and the Heaven-Zealing Sword; the two divine swords, with extremely strong sword energy, stabbed at the Demon Lord.

The air became tense instantly, and the sword energy cut through the sky like a shooting star chasing the moon. The two sword energies were like two silver dragons, roaring and rushing towards the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord's expression changed, and he dodged the first sword energy. But the second sword energy was unavoidable and pierced directly into his chest.

Blood spattered, and the Demon Lord cried out in pain and fell to the ground. He looked up at Feng Qingluo, a trace of cruelty flashing in his eyes.

Feng Qingluo did not let down her guard, she knew that the Demon Lord was not dead yet.

Sure enough... the Demon Lord smiled evilly, and in the blink of an eye his figure turned into a ball of black energy and flew away.

Then he quickly closed it up, and the Demon Lord's figure slowly appeared in front of Feng Qingluo again.

Feng Qingluo's eyes were firm and he walked towards the Demon Lord without hesitation. She cast a spell to raise the Heavenly Secret Sword and the Heaven-Zealing Sword hanging on the left and right sides again. The sword energy condensed, preparing to give the Demon Lord the final blow.

"Impossible."

The Demon Lord's hollow and cold voice echoed in the void.

He shot out countless demonic flames with one palm, and thousands of blue demonic flames were struck from all around Feng Qingluo.

Feng Qingluo smiled charmingly, narrowed his eyes and said, "I can do it too."

She condensed her fingers with two fingers, and at the center of her eyebrows, thousands of blue flames flew out in an instant, hitting the demon king's dark fire one after another.

In an instant, the underworld fire around the demon king seemed to have met its nemesis and disappeared in an instant.

Feng Qingluo was wearing silver armor, with cunning eyes and a relaxed expression. He stood in the void with the corners of his lips slightly raised.

The next moment, the blue flames around her suddenly rolled, and more violent energy surged out of her body.

She made a surprise move and suddenly forced out her soul. Using the shadow trace technique, her soul held the Tianji Sword and flew towards the Demon Lord's chest in the blink of an eye.

At that moment, the whole world seemed to stop.

The Tianji Sword is all blue and purple, emitting a bright light.

"Ok?"

The Demon Lord was stunned for a moment, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He never expected that in the blink of an eye, Feng Qingluo's entire soul would pass through his body.

The moment Feng Qingluo's soul passed through the Demon Lord's body, it seemed as if it was just air passing through, rather than an indestructible iron wall.

Unexpectedly, the Demon Lord's body dispersed again and turned into a black mist; then it quickly recovered.

He turned around suddenly and when he raised his hand, a bloody sword appeared in his hand.

"when!"

The Tianji Sword collided with the bloody sword, making a metallic crisp sound.

At this moment, the power of the soul exploded completely. She flashed and appeared behind the Demon Lord, and the Tianji Sword thrust out again.

The Demon Lord's expression instantly became frightened, and he felt fear for the first time, a tremor coming from the depths of his soul.

He took a step back suddenly and formed seals with his hands, trying to prevent Feng Qingluo's soul from returning to her body.

However, it was too late, Feng Qingluo's soul successfully passed through his body again, and the sword edge carried the Nine Heavens Mysterious Fire.