The reborn princess of the gods is picturesque

Bai Qinghua's pupils suddenly shrank and he almost lost his balance. He watched as all the resentment rushed towards the center of the blood cocoon like rivers flowing into the sea. The original blood cocoon instantly turned into a huge blood-colored vortex.

"So comfortable..."

A sudden male voice sounded from the vortex, followed by an evil aura rising into the sky, and the sky above the Demon Abyss quickly turned into a terrifying dark red.

The uneasiness that Bai Qinghua had been suppressing in her heart suddenly magnified at this moment.

"Aye!"

Bai Qinghua felt that her mind was blank at this moment, and there was a buzzing sound in her ears. Everything around her seemed to disappear, as if she was the only one left in the world. She couldn't help but tremble all over.

At this moment, she forgot that she was a cultivator at the Daozu realm, forgot that she was the owner of the Divine Demon Harp, forgot all the magic she had learned, and only relied on instinct to rush towards the huge vortex.

Although it was very weak, she felt Yongye's breath the moment the blood cocoon broke. Yongye was inside, and she wanted to bring him out.

"Qingqing..."

"draw……"

"Girl..."

Bai Qinghua's sudden action startled the people around him. Nangong Chen, Bai Yaoyao, and Puhua Daozu exclaimed at the same time.

Bai Yaoyao was closest to Bai Qinghua, and Nangong Chen's eyes were always on Bai Qinghua, so when Bai Qinghua made a move, these two people reacted the fastest, and simultaneously grabbed Bai Qinghua's arms on the left and right. Puhua Daozu, who was a step slower, silently retracted his half-extended hand and gently patted his wildly beating chest. Did his disciple want to die for the Demon Lord?

Fortunately, he was pulled back. Although it was not his credit, at least he would not be blamed by his apprentice. This was his most beloved little disciple, whom he always showed off to others. If something really happened in front of him, he was afraid that he would be wrongly blamed.

As hosts of the same divine weapon, Nangong Chen and Bai Yaoyao naturally sensed the aura of the Blood Demon Knife in the blood cocoon. After the blood cocoon was broken, the connection became more obvious. They also sensed more clearly the violent and bloodthirsty state of the Blood Demon Knife. This was very wrong, unless something happened to its master and he was no longer able to suppress it.

As the master of the Blood Demon Sword, Yongye is in an unpredictable situation of life and death at this moment. Looking at the vortex formed by the strange resentment, Nangong Chen and Bai Yaoyao frowned. This resentment is mixed with a breath that makes their hearts palpitate. They cannot guarantee that they can escape from it unscathed, so what will happen to Yongye who is in it?

But compared to Yongye, they all cared about Bai Qinghua more, so they grabbed Bai Qinghua, who was obviously not normal, at the first moment. The Divine Demon Harp also flew to Bai Qinghua's head at this time, and the chaotic energy descended, wrapping Bai Qinghua in it.

Bai Qinghua, who was being held tightly, looked at the two people who were holding her arms with fierce eyes. At this moment, she had already come out of the state just now. She knew why these two people were holding her, but the anger in her heart did not diminish at all. The moment just now was very dangerous, but it was also that moment that made her see her own heart clearly.

In the past and present lives, no matter if he was the young master of the demon clan, or the later Dark Night and the current Eternal Night, no matter what his identity was, he had always been by her side. Even though they last faced each other on the battlefield in the previous life, with mountains of corpses and seas of blood between them, he had never been her enemy and had never hurt anyone from the God Clan. In the end, he even blew up his own magic weapon and soul in order to fight for a glimmer of life for her. The same is true in this life. At this moment, Bai Qinghua just wants to find him.

Looking at the two hands holding her, if she had not still had some rationality, she would have swung her sword and cut them off without hesitation.

“Let go!”

Bai Qinghua spoke with heavy articulation, and his body was trembling slightly as he tried hard to suppress his emotions.

"Huahua, calm down. Even if we want to investigate the resentment, we must come with us."

Bai Yaoyao's scalp numbed when she saw Bai Qinghua's gaze, but she still held Bai Qinghua's arm tightly and spoke stubbornly.

How could the person Bai Yaoyao had waited for so long watch her take risks alone again? The last time she was too weak and couldn't even get out of the demon clan. When she finally sneaked out and crawled to the battlefield of gods and demons, all she saw was blood everywhere. Her best friend, the girl who fell from the sky and held her bloody in her arms when she was bullied by her own people, disappeared and could never be found again. She forgot how long she had stood in the bloody battlefield of gods and demons, and how she got back to the demon clan. She practiced hard, thinking that if she met her again, she could stand by her side and protect her. Now she has finally become a great demon that is feared by all, and there are few rivals in the world. This time she must accompany her. The waiting time is too long, she - doesn't want to wait again, it's too lonely!

Nangong Chen met Bai Qinghua's cold gaze without a trace of warmth. He pursed his thin lips into a straight line. Perhaps he was pursing too hard, and his entire lips were pale without a trace of blood. However, no one cared at this moment. Nangong Chen lowered his eyes, and his hand holding Bai Qinghua's arm tightened.

"I'll go and bring him out."

Lowering his eyes to hide the inappropriate loneliness in them and ignoring the pain in his heart, Nangong Chen used all his strength to remove his hand from Bai Qinghua's arm. His figure flashed into the air and the Xuanyuan Sword rose. The dazzling sword light dispersed and shattered the surrounding resentment. As the sword light fell, the rapidly rotating vortex of resentment twisted unwillingly, but was still forcibly blocked in the middle and split into two. The majestic aura filled the air, and wherever it passed, the resentful spirits and death energy that came into contact with it were instantly purified.

"Who is it? Who dares to interrupt my path to advancement? You're courting death!"

An angry roar was heard from the vortex, and along with this sound, all the resentment in the entire Demon Abyss began to boil over. Soon, ugly monsters formed by the resentment appeared out of thin air. Looking around, they were densely packed and seemed endless. At a glance, they all had the cultivation base of the late Mahayana period. Seeing this scene, even the Daozu realm ancestors who had lived for who knows how many years and experienced countless dangers could not help but change their faces.

"Where do all these monsters come from?"

"Everyone, be careful..."

"court death……"

Several exclamations rang out one after another, and the Daozu realm cultivators who entered the Demon Abyss to investigate were instantly overwhelmed by these monsters. Curses, roars, and cries of pain rang out one after another, but were quickly drowned out.

Bai Qinghua's body was protected by the chaotic energy of the Divine Demon Harp. The monsters transformed by resentment did not dare to approach him. After a few unwilling roars, they all turned around and joined other battle groups. These monsters had no thoughts, only instincts. They instinctively wanted to tear everything in front of them into pieces and swallow them.