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

Baili Changyou dragged his body with only half life left and forced it to stand up.

"This is a serious matter and cannot be delayed."

"This is a serious matter and cannot be delayed..."

These words kept echoing in his ears. His eyes were distracted, as if he had lost his soul.

He only has one belief in his heart, he wants to find someone, find someone...

His clothes were soaked with blood, his brows were frowned, his face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and his body was a little unstable.

He dragged his heavy body and walked towards the Cangqiong Mountain step by step. Every step he took was difficult.

Dong Sheng learned that the Young Emperor was in danger, and in desperation, he led a thousand of his Green Dragon Divine Guards out of the camp without the Qing Emperor's order.

Because there was something unusual in Shenhai's Jiuyou, Qingdi led ten thousand red dragon troops to the front to suppress the formation, without knowing anything about Feng Qingluo's distress.

In the dark, it seems that there is a hidden force deliberately restraining the Qing Emperor.

Emperor Xuanyuan learned about this and personally led an army of 10,000 divine armors to launch a search. Gongsun Hongming led a team of troops to various sacred mountains.

Someone deliberately broke the seal of Haotian Tower and opened the entrance.

Many demon spirits from the demon clan escaped and wreaked havoc everywhere in the God Realm.

The soldiers of the God Clan who were guarding the place rushed into pursuit.

As time went by, many places in the God Realm fell one after another, and the number of demons increased.

The protoss suddenly fell into chaos, and many weak gods were killed.

Suddenly, Lord Xingxuan felt his mind shaken, and immediately used the magic technique and rushed to Haotian Tower.

He teamed up with the soldiers guarding the tower to re-seal the entrance and seal it.

The soldiers guarding the tower did not dare to hide anything and immediately told Xingxuan truthfully about the Demon God Nascent Soul's breach of the tower.

Xingxuan's face darkened, and he murmured in his heart: "After seeing the black hands behind the scenes, they have taken action again, but this time is different from the last time. This time they must have thought that the time was ripe, so they took action." "Last policy"

When Xingxuan was the True God of Creation in his previous life, he fought with the Demon God for more than three months. Finally, he and several ancient true gods suppressed him. He was seriously injured and died as a result. In this life, he personally sealed the Nascent Soul of the Gods and Demons into the Haotian Tower.

Nowadays, the only people who can quietly open the Haotian Tower are the Five Ancient Emperors.

"You'll have a good time guarding the tower."

Xing Xuan coldly dropped a word and walked away.

He looked for that wisp of the strongest and most familiar demonic energy and chased after it.

The relationship between Xingxuan and the Demon God can no longer be explained clearly in a few words; he is too familiar with the Demon God's aura.

Xingxuan glanced coldly, and saw Baili Changyou, who was limping and hobbling in front of him, whose white clothes were dyed bright red.

"What happened to the Immortal Lord?"

Xingxuan knew it but still deliberately asked.

When Baili Changyou saw Xingxuan appearing next to him, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he bowed and said: "The lord of the gods is the Nascent Soul of the Demon God. I can't fight with you, and I didn't protect His Highness Luoluo."

Lolo? That girl Luoluo was... It would be strange if her immortal ginseng met the Demon God Nascent Soul and wasn't swallowed alive.

Xingxuan didn't have time to ask any more questions, and then his body moved and floated forward.

Baili Changyou only felt a gust of wind passing by him, and Xingxuan disappeared.

When Xingxuan heard from Baili Changyou that His Highness Luo Luo had been kidnapped, he felt inexplicably nervous.

He, God and Zun, had never experienced this kind of emotion before, and he had no idea why he felt this way; but this feeling really existed.

"Is there a hidden disease in the heart?"

Xingxuan took two deep breaths and murmured to himself.

Regardless, he continued to ride the wind and chased into the Tianwei Gate, and he jumped in without thinking.

All I could feel was a vast expanse of whiteness all around, the wind whistling in my ears, and my body falling uncontrollably.

Tu Shan, who had jumped into the Tianwei Gate earlier, had already reached the lower realm. As the white mist gradually dispersed within his sight, he saw a huge light gate standing in front of him; he arrived in less than a hundred steps. At a fork in the road, he decisively chose another exit and looked for it.

That is a road leading to the boundary between the Demon Realm and Guixu. The Demon God will not go to the human world. Only the environment of the Demon Realm is more conducive to his recovery.

As soon as Tu Shan came out, he was dragged to the border of Guixu by an inexplicable suction force.

The Demon Realm and Guixu are half dark and half bright.

Black and light, gods and demons, the boundaries are clear, one step into darkness, one step into light.

However, the bright border of Guixu seems to be a wasteland, with no border visible as far as the eye can see.

Within the Demon Realm, it was actually impossible to see even one's fingertips. All creatures were hidden in the dark night, struggling to survive.

The dark night is the nightmare of all living beings. It swallows up all the light, making this dark night a forbidden place for all living beings.

At this time, a man in a black cloak stood outside the border.

A pair of black, sharp, demonic feet appeared under the black cloak, and the hands were suspended in mid-air. The figure looked like a human being and a mist; it had no body, just a remnant soul.

He looked up, and the scene in front of him made his pupils shrink severely.

In front of her eyes, a huge blood array was suspended in the air. Feng Qingluo was being restrained in a blood array. Her face was pale, she was kneeling in the array, her eyes were closed, and the endless blood in her body was being absorbed. The blood-red ball of light sucked in, like a pair of red eyes.

In the center of the blood array, a red bead was suspended in mid-air, emitting a strange red light.

Looking at Feng Qingluo, who was covered in blood, he was kneeling quietly in the blood array, his head lowered. Tu Shansi's eyes suddenly became wet, and then he moved towards the black cloak with scarlet eyes.

But in the darkness, the red eyes seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, and green-yellow crystals had grown in the middle.

His heart skipped a beat, and his face suddenly turned ugly.

Damn it! He actually wanted to perform a blood sacrifice! This thing actually wants to use Feng Qingluo's blood sacrifice to reshape his body.

Tu Shansi stared sharply at the blood array and smiled evilly, "It's just a blood spirit array."

He twisted his wrist, and Danzhu Canghao appeared in his hand. The pen did not change at all, but the spiritual power around him started to riot.

Then Danzhu Canghao turned his pen into a sword, and a silver-white sword appeared.

Tu Shansi held Danzhu Canghao in his hand and swung his sword towards the incoming blood spirit formation.

Danzhu Canghao was in the blood formation, and the formation was broken like paper.

Tu Shansi raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Broken!"

"Ah...ah..."

An eerie and low roar echoed through the night sky, like a mountain roaring and a tsunami roaring. With a bloodthirsty and violent aura, it is creepy and heart-stopping.

"I'm going to kill you...kill you."

Tu Shansi ran towards Feng Qingluo fearlessly, his eyes full of love and care.

At this moment, she was on the verge of death due to lack of blood and vitality.

Tu Shansi called out softly: "Luo'er, Luo'er, wake up! Don't... don't sleep, open your eyes and look at me! I am your Tu Xiaosi!"

Tu Shansi took her blood-stained body into his arms and pressed her cheeks that were spattered with blood, but his heart was already broken.

The low voice echoed in my ears, as if it was right next to my ears, but also seemed to be far away in the horizon.