The reborn princess of the gods is picturesque

The moment the knife light and sword intent collided, all the sounds around disappeared. Bai Qinghua and Bai Yaoyao couldn't help but squint their eyes. The dazzling light made them uncontrollably leave a line of blood and tears in the corners of their eyes. In this weird space, they looked like ghosts.

In the eerily quiet atmosphere, Nangong Chen's sword intent was defeated by the sword light in just a moment. His face suddenly turned pale and he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, but no one could hear it. Along with the groan, warm red blood spurted out of his mouth. Nangong Chen only had time to condense a protective barrier in front of him, and the barrier was instantly defeated, and he flew backwards.

"Nangong Chen!"

At the last moment, Bai Yaoyao used the Biyou Umbrella to block most of the attacks for Nangong Chen. Even so, the two were frightened. Bai Qinghua flew up and caught the flying Nangong Chen, and he was also pulled back a long distance.

"What a powerful force!"

Even though it was only most of the power, Bai Yaoyao still felt a surge of blood and energy. It was also thanks to the Biyou Umbrella, which was a defense-based artifact, otherwise who knows what would have happened. Bai Yaoyao could only think of one person in the world who had such power, but it was still a little hard to believe.

Bai Yaoyao steadied her body and looked towards Nangong Chen hurriedly. She saw that Nangong Chen, who was fine just now, now collapsed in Bai Qinghua's arms. His whole body was covered with blood and small wounds. Blood was gushing out of his mouth like water. The blood flowed down his chest and merged into the blood mist. She didn't know if it was Bai Yaoyao's illusion, but she felt that after merging with Nangong Chen's blood, the blood mist around him became a little different from before.

Noticing that Nangong Chen's breath was rapidly declining, Bai Qinghua didn't care about anything else and stuffed all the pills into Nangong Chen's mouth. If these were not high-grade pills that melted in his mouth, Nangong Chen would probably have been choked to death by Bai Qinghua first.

Fortunately, as the pill took effect, Nangong Chen's breath finally stabilized, and the wounds on his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Nangong Chen, who felt that he was almost dying, opened his eyes and saw Bai Qinghua's face so close to him. His heart suddenly felt warm and the pain from his broken bones seemed to be relieved. He really wanted to just lie in Bai Qinghua's arms, but when he thought of the scene at this moment, Nangong Chen still got up with difficulty. In this life, he wanted to protect the person he wanted to protect and never let her get hurt before he died.

Holding the Xuanyuan Sword tightly in his hand, Nangong Chen looked straight into the depths of the blood mist.

He always knew that the man was very strong, but he never expected that he, who had entered the Daozu realm, would not be able to even take a single move from that man. This fact made him feel frustrated and angry.

"Tsk... He's not dead. Did you hold back?"

Along with a crisp cracking sound, the surrounding world collapsed in the impact, and then a teasing voice came into the ears of the three people.

As the blood domain collapsed, Bai Qinghua and the other two finally saw the scene clearly. They saw Mo Xi sitting cross-legged in the void above a bottomless crack. The resentment around him seemed to be drawn towards him, circling around him, revealing only a vague figure. On the ground in front of him stood a man in red holding a long knife. At this time, Mo Xi looked at the man with a scrutinizing gaze, but no matter how he looked at him, the man stood there like a statue, motionless.

Mo Xi,

Oh no, it should be said that the evil god looked at him for a long time and finally withdrew his gaze. He did not see any flaws in the person in front of him, and he felt that he had been imprisoned for too long and was a little too cautious. What he used was the god-controlling method from a god. Even if the person in front of him was the strongest in this world, he was only a half-step emperor. That half-step was like a natural chasm, and he, a dignified evil god, would actually be afraid of a half-step emperor. It was ridiculous to think about it.

The evil god thought so and actually laughed. He fixed his gaze on the three people not far away, with greed in his eyes not concealed at all.

They are all the sons of luck in this generation. Devouring them would be equivalent to the lives of billions of people. It's a pity that he is now trapped in this body and needs time to recover his strength. Otherwise, he really wants to do it himself. He enjoys the feeling of stepping on the geniuses under his feet the most.

"Aye."

Finally seeing the tall figure in red, Bai Qinghua was not relieved, but became even more nervous.

Yongye seemed to be in some trouble at this moment. She wanted to step forward, but the person next to her held her wrist tightly.

Bai Qinghua turned around and met Nangong Chen's still somewhat pale face.

"Danger……"

Nangong Chen moved his lips to utter these two words. He turned his gaze to Yongye with a very complicated look.

They all knew who had launched the murderous attack just now. That knife was full of murderous intent and was definitely meant to kill people. The fact that Nangong Chen didn't die could only mean that he was lucky enough and strong enough. Moreover, if Bai Qinghua was here in the past, Yong Ye would have definitely been by Bai Qinghua's side long ago, instead of standing there like a wooden man motionless like now. All this was very abnormal.

"There's something wrong with him, like he's being controlled."

Afraid that Bai Qinghua would not listen to him, Nangong Chen thought about it and said something that even he found hard to accept.

The Demon Lord of the Demon Clan, a cultivator who is half a step away from being an emperor, there is actually someone in this world who can control him. This in itself is like a joke, but the facts before him force him to make this guess.

But thinking about it this way is even more horrifying. They have seen that Mo Xi before, and he definitely doesn't have such ability. Moreover, the evil aura that this person exudes is completely different from before. There is only one possibility. He is no longer Mo Xi. How strong is this evil cultivator who has taken over Mo Xi's body? He can turn the Demon Realm into what it is now, and even the Demon Lord Yong Ye has become his puppet. It is terrifying to think about it carefully.

Bai Qinghua and Bai Yaoyao could naturally think of what Nangong Chen thought of, so this time Bai Qinghua was not as angry as before. She just couldn't believe that Yongye would become someone else's puppet.

"Aye..."

Bai Qinghua called out again with some hopelessness.

The evil god, who was trying hard to absorb resentment, heard the sound and set his gaze on Yongye again. Seeing that he had not changed at all from beginning to end, he finally felt relieved.

He had read Mo Xi's memory. In that boy's memory, his father was chasing after the woman named Bai Qinghua. Although he felt that he was too cautious just now, he was always suspicious and still wanted to verify it again. When he saw that Yong Ye turned a deaf ear to the woman's call, he finally felt relieved.

"Giggle..."

"I didn't expect that they were all acquaintances."

"Okay, okay... I love watching people I know kill each other."

"Interesting, interesting..."