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

Suddenly, the miasma in the forest became thicker and thicker, gradually blurring the vision and making it impossible to see even one's fingers.

She could only tiptoe and grope towards the left rear. Suddenly her feet came loose and there was a 'click'. She tripped on something and her body suddenly lost its center of gravity.

"Oops, not good...ah...ah..."

Along with her screams, her body fell uncontrollably. The extreme fear and weightlessness made her scream in terror.

‘You won’t have to hand over your life here this time! ’

boom……

Her whole body fell to the ground with her arms and legs spread out, and her whole body suddenly hurt, and dust was flying all over her body.

"Oh... my waist... is about to break... ah..."

Under the dust, her pretty face was twisted in pain, and she fell to the ground rolling back and forth, looking very funny.

"hiss……"

The severe pain made her let out a gasp.

At this moment, a burning pain suddenly came from her waist, as if a fire was burning her waist.

"Well……"

She tried to get up, but was unable to do so.

The pain subsided slightly. She stood up and barely opened her eyes, but was stunned by the scene in front of her.

The cave is overgrown with weeds, and a small path winds into the cave. There are numerous pools of blood, large and small, on the pitted ground.

Deep white bones piled up around the blood pool formed a small hill, and the largest blood pool calmly reflected the white bones.

The pungent fishy and rotten smell makes people sick.

"Is this... hell?"

What she saw completely overturned her understanding of death.

"vomit……"

Feng Qingluo couldn't bear it any longer, bent over and vomited.

She didn't dare to stop, suppressing the fear in her heart and moving on.

Every step she took left a dark footprint on the ground. When she passed by, the footprints were covered by the newly fallen black and disappeared without a trace.

what 's wrong?

Just when Feng Qingluo reached the sixth step, the Falling Feather Token from Feng Qingluo's waist suddenly flew out on its own, drew a perfect arc in the air, and landed steadily in Feng Qingluo's hand.

She took another tentative step forward, and suddenly an inexplicable suction force pulled her in from the cave in front of her.

"Ah..." With an exclamation, she disappeared completely.

"What is this place?"

With a 'plop' sound, dust flew everywhere.

She watched helplessly as she involuntarily rushed towards a man covered in blood, bumping into him and clinging tightly to him.

"Well……"

She nervously broke away and yelled: "Who are you..."

For a long time, no one responded to her.

The man seemed to have died, lifeless.

She looked around fearfully.

The cave is not large. Apart from some dry grass and dead branches, there is only a large protruding stone.

She could clearly smell the strong smell of blood on the man's body, mixed with a burnt smell, which made her eyes widen for a moment and her breath suffocated.

"Well…"

Feng Qingluo shouted at the top of his voice, "Bold and impudent, what did you do to His Highness?"

Feng Qingluo's deafening scream was so shocking that it made people collapse, and the lingering sound echoed endlessly in the cave.

The man who was bound by vines and covered with scars seemed to be only half alive. She really woke up alive with her shouting.

"Quarrel."

The man uttered two words impatiently, and turned his head again with a lifeless look.

"Ah...you...you...why do you look like this!"

With his disheveled hair, his face could not be seen clearly. He just raised his neck slightly and said as he was dying: "It's obvious... it's obvious... that it was you who... hit me, and... you still... disturbed my peace."

quiet? This man is tied up here, unkempt and dirty. This kind of tranquility is really unimaginable.

But how could I get together with this sloppy person?

It took a lot of effort to separate.

Feng Qingluo tidied up her messy hair, pretended to be calm, took a deep breath and said, "I'll go, why didn't I look at the auspicious day when I went out today?"

She breathed heavily, and only after her breathing stabilized did she feel in the mood to look at this person.

I couldn't help but be surprised again when I saw this.

The face in front of him was like a sculpture, with sharp edges and corners, a high bridge of nose, tight lips, and sword-like eyebrows that slanted into a few strands of black hair under the temples.

The man listened carefully and said, "Be careful..."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "whoosh..." and the sound of breaking through the air.

A ferocious demonic flame beast flew behind her.

Before she could turn around in time, the sharp teeth at the top of the ferocious Demonic Flame Beast's head had bitten her arm.

"Ah -" Feng Qingluo screamed miserably, but found that the half-dead person suddenly exerted force, pulled the vines, bounced her away, kicked her hard, and orange light burst out in an instant, with unfathomable spiritual power.

The orange light was like a sword, slashing at the demonic flame beast with an invincible force.

In an instant, orange light exploded, as if to tear everything into pieces, and the strong air flow knocked Feng Qingluo, who had just stood up, away again.

The Demonic Flame Beast, whose skin was like armor, eyes like sparks, claws like sharp knives, and body like a mountain, was torn to pieces in an instant like paper in front of him!

Feng Qingluo was surprised, how could this god, who was at least as good as a god in the heaven, be trapped in this demon world.

Presumably those deep white bones outside were all created by his hands!

Who is this person?

She curiously moved forward and slightly lifted the black hair covering his face, wanting to see who this person was.

As soon as she pulled away slightly, the man moved away cautiously, as if he wasn't very friendly.

He said in a cold voice: "Don't move."

She was startled, then smiled, her smile charming and captivating all sentient beings.

"I wonder who you are?"

"..."

On the face dripping with blood, only the outline of the facial features could be vaguely seen. Thick liquid gushes from the eyes, ears, mouth and nose, but she could feel that he had a pair of exceptionally beautiful eyes. Her hands couldn't help but tremble. Some were frightened, but still mustered up the courage to ask, "Are you a god?"

He sensed her fear and dodged slightly, but he could feel that she was not malicious. He sighed deeply and said softly, "Yeah."

Feng Qingluo asked in confusion: "Why are you trapped here? Where is this place?"

The corners of his mouth curved, half-smiling but not smiling, "Shamei Mountain"

"The Demonic Mountain? The Demonic Forbidden Land Demonic Mountain!

The legendary birthplace of the ancestor of all demons. The four ferocious beasts under him live in this mountain all year round. The demons in this mountain are all ruthless horns in the demon realm. Most people have no way of getting in, but it is said that this is a magical place. It is a mountain range that can be connected to the outside world, so many people will come here to find out, but it seems that they have not come out. "

Feng Qingluo's mind was buzzing, "No way! Damn it, God, do you still have eyes?"

She felt that she was out of luck this time and had actually brought herself to such a dangerous place; when she was nervous, she muttered a long string of words alone.

When she regained her composure and looked up, the vines were already so tight that they were almost digging into the flesh of his wrist.

Being the most pure and kind person, she had a heart of compassion. No matter whether it was good or bad, it was of course important to save people who were so seriously injured.

She pulled out a dagger from her shoe and was about to touch the vine when she was scolded by the man.

"Don't move, there's a formation on it."

His voice was very nice, as clear as spring water stirring rocks, as if it had injected a fresh spring into this hot summer day, but she couldn't help but shudder.

"Formation, just one formation can trap your heart."

Feng Qingluo glanced at it contemptuously, and then forcefully took action disapprovingly.

"doing what?"

"What to do? What did you say I did?"

Feng Qingluo held the dagger in her hand. The silver blade on the dagger shone coldly. She was muttering in her mouth while using the dagger to cut the vines.

A strange cry of "Chi Chi Chi Chi" sounded, and the vines moved very loudly. The branches extending all around attacked her one after another. An astrolabe appeared under her feet, flashing with red light, which complemented the vines and gave off a dazzling light. .

She rose into the air, placed her finger gently on her mouth, raised her mouth slightly and said, "It's so poisonous, it turns out to be the Nirvana God-killing Formation."

Her body was scratched a little by the sharp thorns of the vines, and blood was flowing out, but she didn't seem to feel anything. She was still cutting the vines with her hands, trying to save the man.