Crazy! The cold master fell in love with me, she ran away from him

In just a moment, the residual soul slowly seeped into her soul and merged into one.

In an instant, Li Nian's eyes widened and his chest heaved violently, like a fish out of water.

No... who is she...

Why...she doesn't want...

"boom--"

Another loud noise brought Li Nian back to her senses. She opened her eyelids and looked, and a trace of pain flashed across her face, which was as pale as white paper.

Yuan Liangjue's entire body was covered in scars. The evil energy surrounding her was corroding her skin bit by bit. She was half-kneeling on the ground powerlessly.

"Don't...don't kill her!"

At the last moment, a dazzling light burst out with Li Nian as the center, and a thunderous roar erupted.

Ying Feihong and Chu Xu, who were nearby, were caught off guard and thrown to the ground.

"How is it possible? The blood sacrifice failed? You actually activated your spiritual power?!" Ying Feihong could no longer maintain his indifference. His handsome face twisted and he shouted angrily.

Li Nian curled the corners of his lips, and slowly stood up from the altar, looking down at them. Although he was extremely calm, it made Ying Feihong feel a chill down his spine.

"Do you really think that the blood flowing on the altar is my blood?" she said calmly.

Ying Feihong's back and eyebrows froze for a moment, his eyes fixed on the altar, and he seemed to be crazy for a moment.

"I cut your wrist bone with my own hands and watched the blood flow with my own eyes. How could it be fake?"

As he spoke, Li Nian casually swung out the Chaos Sword, blocking Gui Wenshan's palm wind and protecting Yuan Liangjue, and then said

"It's indeed my blood, but it also has... half chicken blood and duck blood."

As soon as these words were spoken, Ying Feihong seemed to be struck by lightning, becoming crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

Even the sword light shot out by Yuan Gaozhuo froze for a moment, and he turned to look at Li Nian in disbelief.

Only Yuan Liangjue was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

The hall fell into a dead silence, with only Yuan Liangjue's rude laughter as the sound.

"........."

Ying Feihong's face turned pale and blue, and finally completely black. He shouted angrily -

"Li Nian, I must kill you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the crisscrossing formations were activated, and the extremely lethal talismans were like flowers scattering from the sky, blasting deep pits one after another.

The melee started again, but this time Li Nian's spiritual power was fully restored, and he dismantled Ying Feihong's endless killing formations one by one.

At the same time, he controlled the power of chaos and, in a corner where no one could see, attacked the restrictions that Ying Feihong had set up earlier.

With their fighting strength, the two injured people, Li Nian and Yuan Liangjue, would not be able to hold on for long.

As Li Nian dodged the explosive talisman sideways, a sharp sword light instantly pierced through his left shoulder, and the pain of broken bones spread.

Her face paled a little. "Yushi, no matter what method you use, wake Tuan Tuan up immediately."

After hearing the order, the jade stones in the palace acted quickly.

After losing his eyes and his overall cultivation gradually declining, Yuan Liangjue was no match for Yuan Gaozhuo and Gui Wenshan.

As she fell to the ground again, her unfocused eyes moved, and a hint of determination flashed in her dim eyes.

She held the Kongtong Seal in her hand, and the moment Yuan Gaozhuo approached, she pulled his legs tightly, gathering her remaining spiritual power.

The spiritual root in the dantian was cut off by the blade outlined by the mind.

Yuan Gaozhuo felt the change in the air flow around him and finally understood what Yuan Liangjue was doing. He kicked her in the heart in horror.

But no matter how he struggled, Yuan Liangjue never let go.

As if sensing something, Li Nian turned around in surprise, his body trembling, and against his instinct to survive, he rushed towards her.

"do not want!"

"Yuan Liangjue, don't do this... Stop it... Stop!"

Yuan Liangjue looked straight towards Li Nian, but the pair of beautiful eyes that used to be without a trace of warmth were no longer shining.

"boom--"

Accompanied by a surging airflow, everything in front of me became blurred, and under the sky, there was only a glaring blood color.

Everything around him turned to ashes, including the lifeless death formation set up by Ying Feihong.

Together they turned to ashes.

When a high-grade spiritual weapon is activated to self-destruct, the power that bursts out in an instant is comparable to that of a cultivator undergoing tribulation.

The land of Xize.

Su Yu was dressed in white, standing quietly on a hill deep in Xize, his brows covered with snow, his eyes cast down mercilessly.

The sound of weapons clashing between a hundred thousand demon soldiers echoed in my ears. They were all in one place, but they could not leave this world.

An invisible barrier loomed over them, isolating them from any breath or distress signals.

The cold wind blew, and the spotless white clothes were stained with dark blood, but it made him look more elegant and noble, and even colder and more indifferent than before.

Not far away, a figure in red flew over and landed steadily beside Su Yu. Shi Zhen was holding a scroll in his hand, which turned out to be the magic weapon that trapped 100,000 demon soldiers here.

Shi Zhen raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at the blood on Su Yu's body in surprise. "Your injuries are not light. Can those people in the Demon Palace handle it?"

Su Yu lowered his eyes, his pale lips turned bright red, the wind lifted his black hair, and he gently closed his eyes.

"It's okay. Yuan Liangjue can hold Yuan Gaozhuo back. I can handle the others."

Shi Zhen glanced at him with his beautiful peach blossom eyes, and without warning reached out to grab Su Yu's wrist. He paused for a moment and suddenly sneered.

"What a capable person! Do you think Ying Feihong is a harmless cat?!"

Shi Zhen's expression was solemn. "What have you been doing these past few days? Why is your body so weak? Even... your godhood has dimmed."

Su Yu's expression was calm as he gently broke free from his hand. "I'll explain it to you later. Now I'm going to the Demon Palace first."

Shi Zhen stared at him for a few seconds, sighed heavily in his heart, and looked away.

The 100,000 demon soldiers are led by the second prince of the demon clan, Yun'ai. He has been endowed with excellent physique and strong strength since childhood, but after the death of the demon clan's princess Qiqian, he became depressed and indulged himself.

But everyone knows that Yun'ai is not as simple as it seems, but a beast that has been dormant for a long time.

"After Sikong Cangming comes over, you can only hold out for half a day at most. Remember to be quick." He reminded

At this moment, there was a loud noise suddenly coming from the direction of the Demon Palace, like a tidal wave, and the earth shook slightly.

"Oh no, something happened in the Demon Palace."

Shi Zhen's eyes were filled with anxiety, and he subconsciously took a few steps forward.

A trace of panic quickly appeared in Su Yu's indifferent eyes, his heart suddenly tightened, he turned into a sword light and disappeared in an instant.

Shi Zhen frowned, his eyelids twitched, and he had an inexplicable bad premonition.

After everything calmed down.

The sky was filled with dust and a glaring blood-red color that lasted for a long time.

Li Nian knelt on the ground, kneeling in the ruins where her mother was buried.

The sight is desolate...