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

A burst of dragon roar resounded through the sky, and a burst of coercion spread.

Xingxuan and the others were shaken back a few steps by the pressure of Dulong Qi in the void. He grabbed her waist to prevent her from falling.

In an instant, Xingxuan used the Xinghai Heavenly Sword again.

The blade of the sword was blazing with flames, and Feng Qingluo could tell at a glance that it was the legendary Xinghai Heavenly Sword.

This sword is a heavenly sword that can split the stars, the moon, and the sky.

Xingxuan led her to the ground slowly, "Don't go there."

After saying these words, he rushed towards the Nine Dragons Formation like a bolt of lightning.

"boom--"

Just hearing a loud noise, the big trees that shot straight into the sky around the formation were split into two pieces by the Xinghai Tianjian.

Feng Qingluo was shocked by this scene. He did not expect the power of the Xinghai Heavenly Sword to be so domineering.

She searched with her eyes and saw that Dong Sheng and Yi Yan were kneeling in front of the Nine Dragon Formation with scars on their faces, supporting their bodies with their swords. The situation was also very bad.

Seeing this scene, the pain in her heart was completely broken, and she couldn't help but let out a long breath. Fortunately, fortunately, they were okay.

She flew down, helped the two of them up, and asked slowly: "Uncles, uncle, are you okay?"

Dong Sheng gasped and pushed her, "Young Emperor, don't get close to the Nine Dragons Formation. The Formation is bloodthirsty."

"Yes! You can't get closer. The bloodthirsty will increase the power of the formation."

Feng Yiyan endured the pain and forcefully pulled her and took her to the top of the mountain. She thought to herself that since Mingyou and the others had been beaten away, it would be no problem for her to stand far away by herself.

But just when Feng Yiyan turned back and wanted to break into the formation again, Mingyou suddenly appeared and attacked Feng Qingluo from behind.

"what……"

A painful cry echoed through the sky.

Blood splattered and sword energy overflowed.

He stabbed Feng Qingluo's chest impartially, blood flowed down the blade, and fell to the ground drop by drop, blooming into blood-red flowers.

Clang clang... clang clang...

The cry of the phoenix pierced the sky.

The moment she fell, she saw Taikoo and the Red Dragon Army rushing towards him.

This gave Feng Qingluo another glimmer of hope in his heart.

"Taikoo, daddy, save daddy." She whispered in a trembling voice, feeling that her consciousness was gradually fading away.

"You should have died a long time ago."

A mysterious voice sounded in her ears.

Everyone was stunned and looked towards the top of the mountain.

Feng Yiyan: "Young Emperor."

Dong Sheng glared angrily. "Young Emperor."

Taikoo leaned down and shouted with a long tail: "Your Highness."

His voice was rich and exciting, and echoes continued throughout the mountain.

Following the sound, a fiery red figure jumped down from the top of the mountain.

Xingxuan, who was on the Kowloon Formation, was using his spiritual power to continue fighting against the formation. The moment he saw Feng Qingluo fall, he suddenly realized and felt a twitching pain in his heart. He was almost knocked back by the formation; he even almost got injured. To the Qing Emperor who was trapped in the formation.

Xingxuan was shocked, quickly calmed down, and subconsciously increased his spiritual power output to fight against the Nine Dragons Formation.

They all pounced on Feng Qingluo, and Mingyou thrust the knife to his chest. Suddenly, a black shadow flew out, kicked Mingyou away, and hugged Feng Qingluo, who was about to fall to the ground.

"Mingyou..." Yueye let out a domineering sigh, his veins popped out, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I said...don't touch her, don't hurt her."

Mingyou smiled bitterly, with hatred in his eyes for not fighting, "Young Master, if you cut the weeds but not the roots, there will be endless troubles!"

Yue Ye hugged her tightly, her eyes already scarlet red, "Whoever dares to touch her will die a good death."

He gently put down Feng Qingluo, took out his Holy Spirit Sword, and walked toward Mingyou step by step with impressive momentum.

"Moonlight night..."

Mingyou stopped talking, her eyes filled with determination.

Yue Ye slashed at Mingyou with one knife after another. His anger had caused him to lose his mind, and only a pair of blood-red eyes remained in his empty eyes. He raised the big knife in his hand and slashed at Mingyou.

He was completely separated from Netherworld Fish.

One knife, one block, one kick.

The knife comes, blocks the knife, and the feet kick.

No finesse, no panache.

Just, simply, a knife and a kick.

Simple, direct, and brutal.

For a moment, there was a whirring sound of swords and swords.

The two of them fought, trying their best to kill either you or me.

hurt……

fall down……

Get up and continue...

Fight again.

No pause, no retreat.

One step at a time, one sword mark at a time.

Every step brings murderous intent, every blade brings danger.

A kick and a floating cloud, a knife and a life and death.

Feng Qingluo, who fell to the ground behind Yue Ye, had already begun to surge in spiritual power, and his soul was unstable. If you don't input spiritual power, it will be wiped out.

Taigu yelled at the top of his lungs: "Your Highness, Your Highness, don't sleep..."

Looking at the blood on the ground and the fragrance filling the entire valley, her blood can save anyone, but it cannot save herself.

"Dong Sheng, hurry up, input spiritual power into the Young Emperor." Feng Yiyan said.

At this time, Tu Shansi, who was trapped in the maze of Jiu Ning Mountain, felt a pain in his heart; Taikoo's cry that resounded through the sky suddenly woke him up.

He immediately broke through the confusion, smelled the fragrance of the orchid, and rushed down the mountain with all his strength.

He covered his painful chest. The fluctuations in his soul made him freeze for a moment. A beam of light flashed through his mind, "This fragrance, this feeling, no, no, Luo'er will be fine."

His body was shaking, begging, begging at all costs.

"No, don't hurt my Luo'er again."

He immediately transformed into a beam of white light and flew down the mountain.

As soon as Tu Shansi arrived at the foot of the mountain, he was overwhelmed by the coercion of the Nine Dragons Formation. The nine-story tower with golden light revealed an endless aura of killing, which made people shudder.

"This is……

Kowloon formation? Luoer..."

Tu Shansi looked at the large formation in shock, his voice trembling.

He mistakenly thought that the formation had trapped Feng Qingluo, and flew to Xingxuan without thinking, hoping to join forces with him and the Red Dragon Army to break the formation.

Xingxuan gasped and stared at him and said, "Go and save that girl."

"..." Tu Shan looked at him suspiciously.

Xingxuan said again with great difficulty: "Over there at the top of the mountain, that girl is dying."

Tushan turned his head and looked down at the top of the mountain.

On the other side of the mountain, Taigu was holding Feng Qingluo who was lying on the ground, with tears in his eyes, worry and self-blame on his face, and murmuring: "I shouldn't, I shouldn't, I'm late."

He flew over at the speed of light, and Feng Qingluo was covered in blood, lying there dying, with spiritual energy surging out.

His body softened and he knelt in front of her. The huge wound on his chest was still bleeding.

With a trembling voice, he called softly: "Luo'er, Luo'er, don't scare me."

Dong Sheng turned his head and said coldly: "Your Highness Qingqiu has the strength to cry, so why not hurry up and give my young emperor his spiritual power?"

"Yes, give her all my spiritual power, all my spiritual power."

He came back to his senses, had an idea, and cast a spell to twitch the power of the soul in his body; it penetrated into her chest;

"How come you have the power of the young emperor's soul?" Feng Yiyan said in surprise.

Dong Sheng shook his head and said, "Don't worry about it. Even this trace of the power of the soul entering the body can't stabilize the collapse of the soul. So old man Mingyou, what is on the sword?"

"..."

Tu Shansi took a closer look and said in shock: "It's Ling Ling Powder."