What is the Experience of Getting Married with the Demon Emperor?

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He was clearly going around in circles all the time, and he didn't fly very far at all. Where did the saying that everything was going out of the city come from.

This girl just has a stomachache, on purpose.

That's it.

He is a man of seven feet, how can he argue with her.

"Cough cough."

At this moment, Chen Anning still borrowed his daughter-in-law's shoulder and tried to stand up straight.

Then he looked up at the sky, and after looking for a long time, he didn't see the original flying sword, so he said awkwardly: "So that sword... can it come back?"

"It could have been possible." Lu Wei laughed twice, and pointed to the left arm of the Thunder Scale Armor on Chen Anning's body: "Old Chen, if the switch command you input last is not [full acceleration], it should be able to stop. "

Chen Anning: "..."

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Lao Chen was silent and thought for a long time, and finally gave a pertinent suggestion for this test flight——

[Add a seat belt to the Xingtian Type I flying sword...]

……

The dusty desert in the northwest.

In a city full of desolation and ruins.

Dressed in a black robe, the youthful figure was sitting next to the remains of some inexplicable black mucus, thinking hard.

"For the time being, I escaped, but the problem now is...my saber was damaged in the battle just now..."

"Although I really want to go back now and wipe out those idiots who claim to be [Revival Society], but this should be the so-called lack of energy."

He scratched his head in boredom.

"However, in this wilderness, I don't know where to find a good weapon. I wondered if I should just go back and be a prisoner, eh? Wait a minute... what is that thing?!"

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563. Beiyuan, Feng Anrong

Northern Plains.

The cold palace covered by thousands of miles of ice.

In the azure ice pool filled with viscous blood, countless mysterious and profound magic arts drifted out like smoke.

In the center of this huge pool that looks like a small lake, there is a crystal-clear sphere suspended in the middle, with a particularly strange and ominous breath.

Visible to the naked eye, as the smoke in the blood pool gradually rises, the sphere is also constantly bursting out of the gaps.

at the same time.

The one-armed woman looked cold, sitting in front of the pool of blood, using her remaining arm to pinch the obscure and complex spells.

The price paid for the blood sacrifice array technique is irreversible. In order to escape from Snow City, Qiu Yunzheng had to sacrifice an arm, which was also helpless.

Moreover, she has a high demand for her own body, and she can't just connect any arm to her body.

This is also why she is still using the one-handed condensation technique to this day.

But fortunately, such days will not last long.

Her soul refining technique is about to be completed.

……

Click, click.

The cracks on the sphere continued to spread outwards, and eventually the entire sphere was covered with numerous cracks under the influence of the smoke.

The sphere itself could not withstand the collapse of the structure, and collapsed and dissipated in an instant.

next interest.

The remnants of the soul originally hidden inside the sphere were wrapped by the blood energy emerging from the blood pool, and then slowly dragged the remnants into the blood pool.

Qiu Yunzheng took a deep breath, and turned to mobilize the majestic devil energy in her body to launch the final charge.

The demonic energy burst out, and all the spells that filled the sky like a torrential rain flashed behind Qiu Yunzheng.

The spirit and soul escaped into the blood pool, and immediately absorbed the surrounding blood like a vortex like a vortex.

Bright and dazzling red light enveloped the entire ice palace, and soon another wave of devilish energy different from Qiu Yunzheng gradually rose up.

Qiu Yunzheng's devilish energy was weakening, while the other devilish energy was constantly increasing.

till the end.

Qiu Yunzheng was panting heavily with a pale expression, the devilish energy in her body had almost been sucked out completely.

And in this azure ice pool, there is no longer a drop of blood.

Instead, there was a figure who gradually recovered from the haze and stood up from the center of the ice pool.

"You are far away."

The voice belonging to Qiu Yunzheng sounded.

Not surprisingly, the left-handed sword demon came to her in a flash.

His scratched eyes have not been repaired to this day, but the sharp eyes have not changed, and he is still staring indifferently at the figure in front of him who is gradually waking up.

He has a handsome appearance like a gentleman, but he has long black hair as a man, and his bangs hang down on his forehead to cover half of his eyes. His lean and capable body has clear muscles.

Naturally, he didn't wear any clothes on his whole body, so that others could easily see every part of his body.

It's just that he doesn't care about this. Compared with his body, he cares more about his remnant soul that should gradually dissipate.

The soul is still not complete, even so, but it has already recovered to [-]% of its former state.

He opened those evil eyes dyed with purple light, and looked at his hands with interest.

Feeling quite strange, he raised his foot again, and after realizing that he could actually move his body, he looked at Jun Lingyuan in the distance with a deep smile.

More precisely, it was looking at Qiu Yunzheng behind Jun Lingyuan.

"This technique is really interesting, even I have never seen it before."

"Of course." Qiu Yunzheng returned a calm smile, "When Senior Feng fell, this soul refining technique hadn't been developed yet. At that time, seniors called this kind of spiritual and spiritual method—resurrection However, the soul refining technique is not exactly the same as the miracle of resurrection from the dead."

Feng Anrong paused, and then carefully explored his own body.

After a while, a bit of displeasure appeared on his face: "It's true, my soul has not been fully restored, and the essence of this physical body is just a puppet of flesh and blood, not my original physical body at all."

"and……"

Feng Anrong's unkind eyes fell on Qiu Yunzheng.

He could clearly feel that his soul seemed to be branded.

Even if he was called a lunatic in the past, he who devoted his whole life to the soul and Taoism, probably couldn't resist this extremely outrageous unilateral branding contract.

It's almost as if he asked for it himself.

In other words, it will be difficult to get freedom in your next actions.

The feeling of taking orders from others was unacceptable to Feng Anrong who had once visited the Holy Ancestor Realm.

"I can understand Senior Feng's feelings."

This is especially rare, and Jun Lingyuan's tone carried a bit of respect: "If Senior Feng can undo this soul restriction, then I will definitely stand by Senior's side, but if I can't... I hope Senior will not make things difficult for me. "

Feng Anrong didn't answer, just kept silent for a few breaths.

He didn't even care much about Jun Lingyuan's words, and asked indifferently: "What year is it now?"

"Qianqiu calendar." Qiu Yunzheng replied: "Senior Feng has been sleeping underground for 700 years."

Feng Anrong frowned, he didn't expect it to be so long.

After that, Feng Anrong asked several forces he was familiar with one after another.

However, Qiu Yunzheng could only helplessly shake his head: "Senior, time flies, this continent has long been changed, and two thousand seven hundred years is not a short period of time, coupled with the rapid change of power, you are familiar with it. Many forces have long since disappeared."

"But Dalie is still here, and Beiyuan is still here, so you can rest assured."

"Is it."

Feng Anrong said lightly, and immediately walked out of the ice pool.

He is not a person who likes to chatter, so he asked straight to the point: "I have three requests."

Qiu Yunzheng was stunned when he heard the words: "I didn't expect Senior Feng to be so overbearing."

"No one will pull up old dead bones for no reason." Feng Anrong's tone was as flat as a pool of quiet water: "Although I can't completely eliminate this soul restriction, if you want to resist a little bit, you still have to easy."

Qiu Yunzheng nodded clearly: "You naturally have that strength."

"So I have three requests."

Qiu Yunzheng narrowed her eyes without hesitation: "But it's okay to say."

"First, after finishing the business, I need you to lift my soul restriction."

"Second, tell me your technique."

"Third, if there is a need in the future, you must help me within the scope of your acceptance."

After Qiu Yunzheng listened, she didn't show any surprised expression.

It can even be said that these three requirements have long been expected by her.

So she didn't mean to refuse, but agreed cleanly: "The juniors can agree to the seniors for these requests."

Hear this.

This time it was Feng Anrong's turn to be slightly surprised.

He looked deeply at Qiu Yunzheng, and asked in a deep voice: "It seems that you want my help, and it is not a simple job."