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"Brother Qiye."

Nie Xiaoqian's voice was hoarse as she crawled to Qiye's side.

"I'm fine. I just sealed my soul and body. I can't use my full strength for the time being. Don't forget, I'm a demon. I won't die from this injury."

Qiye said these words calmly, but the blood flowing from his chest could not be faked.

Qiye spoke slower and slower, and his vision became blurry.

His eyelids were so heavy that he had to slowly close them.

"Brother Qiye."

Nie Xiaoqian burst into tears, hugged Qiye's body, and trembled all over.

Outside the sword formation, everyone was silent.

Yan Hongye watched the whole process and now sat cross-legged quietly aside to start recovering his inner energy.

Qiye was in a coma, but his life was not in danger.

According to what he said, he had indeed sealed himself.

But in fact, his primordial spirit is the soul of the human race, so when the time comes he only needs to integrate his primordial spirit into his original body.

Even if this demonic body is destroyed, it will not cause fatal injuries to Qiye.

This may be the biggest difference between demons and humans.

If the human body is completely destroyed, there is a high probability that there is no hope of salvation.

But Qiye still has a chance.

"Hey……"

Yan Chixia sighed and looked at Wujian and the other four sages of the Demon Palace.

"There is only one way now. Go back and bring Qiye's body here quickly. Once his body can no longer hold on, immediately transfer his soul into the human body."

Shura gritted his teeth and said, "But if we do this, Saint Monarch's cultivation will be completely wasted."

"That's better than being torn apart right now."

Shura was silent.

She followed Qiye out of the Demon Palace and knew a lot.

But I didn't expect Qiye could really do so much for Nie Xiaoqian.

In fact, with the current development, if Qi Ye can kill Nie Xiaoqian and then seal himself with his own strength, that would also solve the problem of seven lifetimes of resentment. At least, he can delay the days when the Heavenly Demon attacks the Seven Evils.

Wait for the Demon Star to go away, and even if the resentment of seven lifetimes erupts, it will not be this terrifying.

Today is the darkest time in the world.

But Shura also understood that if Nie Xiaoqian died, the Holy Lord would probably not choose to seal himself.

By then, she wouldn't even dare to think about it.

"I will go back to the Demon Palace and bring back the Saint Sovereign's body. You stay here and guard. No other accidents can happen."

The evil dragon looked solemn and spoke to Wujian and Shura.

Then, without waiting for the two to respond, the man rushed out.

He wanted to return to the Demon Palace as quickly as possible.

They now all know where Qiye and Nie Xiaoqian are.

Fantasy wave pool.

The territory of Queen Mother Yin Yue.

But now the Queen Mother is imprisoned by Qiye, her strength is sealed, and she is guarded by Jing Wuyuan.

Jing Wuyuan is stronger than the Four Sages of the Demon Palace. He is a strong man at the peak of the holy realm. In the Demon Palace, he is only weaker than Qiye.

"Even if the Saint King is a human, he is still our Saint King."

Shura muttered as he looked at Qiye who was lying motionless in the sword formation.

The resentment between heaven and earth dissipated, and the impact brought by the Demon Clash with the Seven Evils was greatly weakened, but it still existed.

Several powerful men in the Heavenly Realm were looking at Qiye in the sword formation.

They didn't expect that Qiye could find this way to delay the outbreak of Qishi's resentment.

According to the curse, their seven lifetimes of resentment would surely erupt on the day when the Heavenly Demon attacked the Seven Evils.

But Qiye suppressed it within their bodies.

The key point is that if an outsider takes action, he cannot suppress the resentment of seven generations. Only he and Nie Xiaoqian can take action.

As time passed, the resentment of seven lifetimes seemed to be suppressed and never reappeared.

The resentment between heaven and earth no longer had a target and was no longer gathering madly.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Qiye with admiration.

Even if the other party is the Holy Lord of the Yinyue Dynasty in the Demon Realm, he is a mortal enemy of the human world.

But what Qiye did today made them see a completely different demon clan.

Whether it is the Seven Nights Holy Lord or the Four Sages of the Demon Palace.

The emotions and other things they express are not like those of the monsters in the legends.

Many people began to think about this.

Is it because I believed too many rumors that I haven't seriously understood what kind of existence demons are?

There is love between demons, and demons also have affection and loyalty.

If Qiye didn't want to stop the resentment of seven generations, he could just let the resentment erupt.

And with his strength, he can still stay awake.

Because no one knows whether killing him and Nie Xiaoqian can really end the resentment of seven generations.

Because today is the day when the cursed demon will attack the seven evil spirits.

If they were killed, the resentment of seven lifetimes would be unrestrained and would begin to gather madly, causing even more suffering to the people on earth.

Everyone had different thoughts, and there was more pity in their eyes when they looked at Qiye.

He is the Holy Emperor of the Yinyue Dynasty.

But he didn't expect that the human soul was integrated into the demon body.

Not only that, but they are also a couple who have been enemies for seven lifetimes. Even with their unparalleled skills, they can only seal themselves.

Sigh.

"Yan Hongye, come out."

At this moment, Wuming suddenly spoke.

White-haired Red Leaf, who was originally meditating to recover, now looked at the outside world in silence.

"it is good."

She didn't say much.

A gap opened in the sword formation, and White-Haired Red Leaf walked out.

Sima Sanniang and Yan Chixia hurried forward.

"Hongye, how are you? How do you feel?"

Sima Sanniang asked anxiously.

"I...it's okay."

Baifa Hongye was unable to adapt to the two people's care.

"Are you Hongye?"

Yan Chixia asked with a difficult look on his face.

"I always have." White-haired Red Leaf said.

Sima Sanniang was stunned for a moment, as if she had thought of something, and said: "You have always been Hongye? Could it be that you..."

She stumbled.

Yan Chixia seemed to have thought of another aspect as well, and his expression suddenly changed.

"Red leaves."

She looked ashamed.

White-haired Red Leaf sighed, "I am Red Leaf, and Red Leaf is me. There is no such thing as white hair or black hair."

Sure enough, after saying this, her gray hair gradually turned back.

Hongye's aura also rapidly declined.

The Moye sword also fell to the ground. Yan Hongye's body swayed and was held in Sima Sanniang's arms.

"Hongye, my daughter, it's okay, it's okay."

She couldn't stop the tears in her eyes and just hugged Yan Hongye tightly.

Yan Hongye's aura not only weakened, it even began to dissipate.

"Red leaves..."

Yan Chixia trembled all over, and then released several magical powers, which landed on Hongye.

"Dad, Mom, the white-haired red leaf is still me, but she took on everything I didn't want to face. I have always loved you, and I don't blame you for letting me practice the Mysterious Heart Secret Technique. Since it has fallen on me, I shouldn't push the responsibility onto you, Dad and Mom."

Hongye spoke with rapid breathing.

It seems that if I don’t say it now, I will never have the chance in the future.

"Hongye, it's okay, mom is always here."

Sima Sanniang stroked her daughter's face, her hands trembling slightly.

Her mood at the moment was indescribable.

"Red Leaf Girl."

Ning Caichen walked over slowly.

"Junior sister." Zhuge Liuyun blinked quickly, as if this could hide the tears and sadness in his eyes.

"Brother, please help me take good care of my parents."

Hongye gave a miserable smile.

"Wait, let me see, maybe there is another way."

At this moment, a bald man suddenly rushed over.

It’s three smiles.