Misty GL

The Heavenly Sword erupted with a dazzling ray of light, attracting the thunder of the Nine Heavens God!

A thunderous thunder that shocked thousands of miles across the sky, as if the sky was broken, shocked all the immortals and demons to the point of stupefaction.

The purple thunder and lightning descended from the billion-fold sky, thousands of miles of cloud seas, and thousands of sword qi leapt up,

The power of thunder and lightning wrapped around the sword, and it slashed towards the Demon Emperor!

The devil emperor hidden in the devil's energy flipped his palm, rolling countless bloody sea waves,

Forming a sea of ​​flowers mixed with black and red,

Blossoming black lotuses and red lotuses emerged, merged into a giant python with black and red stripes, and rushed forward!

Tens of thousands of demons shouted in unison, the murderous aura was high, all the immortals were purple and white, the clouds were rolling, and the fight was fierce!

For a moment, black air surged in the sky, blue thunder billowed, blood rained, red flames were like a sea, golden lights converged, rolling in all directions, and the sky was full of remnant clouds and blood mist.

And the sky sword collided with the magic python, and suddenly, blue light and red light shot out, setting off waves of air and shaking the void.

Lianhui stepped on the void, turned into a sword, and the sword and man merged into one, stirring the void, and releasing thousands of blue waves of light!

All the weapons in the hands of thousands of demons were shattered, and the rainbow light of purple air shot up into the sky, cutting off everything in its way.

The green awns soared, and a sword slashed, the black and red blood sea was divided into two, and the blossoming red lotus was chopped into pieces.

The sword energy went straight to the figure hiding in the center of the demon sea.

The sword qi shattered the void, setting off gusts of knife-like qi, blowing away the turbulent devil qi,

Until the demonic energy around the Demon Emperor dissipated, a tall and tall figure appeared, with the strong wind blowing across his cheeks, and his blue hair dancing wildly.

Cold eyes, indifferent and without waves, a little blood red between the brows, like flames!

Between the opening and closing of the eyes, the sea of ​​blood is churning, and the blossoming red lotus is blazing!

Numerous ghosts float in the sea of ​​blood,

Either ferocious, or charming, or pain, or joy, all in sight.

For the unstoppable Heavenly Sword, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, with an unstoppable momentum,

With a soft puff, it pierced into the Devil Emperor's chest!

His cold eyes were slowly closed, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

The demonic energy was continuously shredded by the Heavenly Sword and turned into nothing!

All the demons wailed in grief and indignation, and the long sea of ​​blood turned into rain of blood and fell,

The blossoming red lotus fell to the ground and turned into dots of blood.

Xian'a's body fell slowly,

The devilish energy was withdrawn from her body, gathered, hovered in the sky, and became much thinner.

Lianhui's silvery eyes are constantly flickering,

There is blackness emerging, and it is suppressed by silver light,

She hung her head, trembling all over, with a painful expression on her face!

The Heavenly Sword in his hand suddenly emitted a strong light, continuously absorbing the divine power in Lianhui's body, continuously.

Lian Hui suddenly raised her head, and let out a long howl, shrill and painful!

The divine power was pulled out of the body, and the silver glow in Lian's eyes slowly faded like a tide.

The light of the Heavenly Sword became brighter and brighter, the light was dazzling and dazzling!

Suddenly, the Heavenly Sword broke away from Lianhui's hand and swept towards the demonic energy in the air.

Lianhui fell limply to the ground, the heavenly sword cut through the void,

A solid figure of Jiu Shun loomed, and he looked back at Lian Hui with nostalgia.

The Heavenly Sword forced the devilish energy back to Zhenmoyuan, and the green glow flourished,

It turned into wisps of huge divine power, and sealed the devilish energy at the bottom of the devil-suppressing abyss again.

The Heavenly Sword fell from mid-air and pierced into the mountain wall of Zhenmoyuan, and the dazzling blue light rippled like water waves!

Jiu Shun's phantom turned into a little green light, and the vast divine power suppressed the demonic energy.

The light of the Heavenly Sword became dim, as if all the divine power had been taken away, and it was impossible to feel the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power.

The divine power weakened, the silver light in Lian Hui's eyes faded, and the blackness returned,

She trembled, her pupils shrank sharply, she turned her head suddenly, and ran towards Xian'a!

"Xian Ah", Lian Hui roared to the sky, weeping blood and howling, blood and tears flowed from the eyes, ferocious and terrifying.

The demon energy dissipated, cracks appeared in Xian'e's demon body, blood gushed out along the heart,

The souls of those wounded by gods and heavenly swords will be scattered.

Her demon body turned into pieces of black butterflies, about to dissipate and dissipate.

All of a sudden, all the flowers of the Three Realms withered!

As far as the eye can see, it is desolate and desolate!

Countless spiritual energy gathered from the ground to a small pink flower,

There is a crystal teardrop on the petal, rolling.

The flower vine absorbs the essence of the flower spirits of the three worlds and grows crazily.

Wrapped around Xian'a's feet, holding her soul that was about to disappear.

Lianhui's face was full of tears, and she knelt down on the ground, wailing in grief.

Long Chishen jumped out of Lian Hui's arms and onto her shoulders,

Feeling nostalgic, he brushed her tears with his beard, rubbed her face, and shouted in a childish voice,

"Don't cry, don't cry",

The dragon red ginseng turned into a little red light and fell into Xian'a's mouth.

As the light flickered, all the transformed black butterflies gradually melted away.

The essence of hundreds of flowers, and the legendary Wannianlong red ginseng, which is said to be able to bring the dead back to life, are all desperately trying to save Xian'a's life.

The black butterfly dissipated and re-condensed into Xian'a's body, his face pale.

Lian Hui knelt beside her, brushing her face with trembling hands, it was still warm.

It's just that the damage caused by the divine power and the Heavenly Sword left Xian'a completely unconscious.

Only by relying on the essence of hundreds of flowers and dragon red ginseng, he barely kept his body from rot.

800 年前

In front of the Wanshen Tomb in Wanshen Mountain, a slender figure in a pure white robe stood in front of the tomb for a long time,

With a white flower pinned to her black temple hair, she has a mournful expression and a slightly protruding abdomen.

Tears rolled in the eyes, but they refused to fall.

"You have been standing here for three days and three nights. God cannot be resurrected after death, so why obsess over it?",

Behind her stood a woman in a thin crimson shirt embroidered with clusters of flowers,

The narrow and long eyes were charming, and the thin lips were slightly pursed, revealing a faint smile.

Moon God Xuanxue frowned slightly, didn't like to be disturbed, and ignored her,

But the other party seemed to be competing with her, standing behind her, forming a confrontation.

Xuanxue looked coldly at the thin shirt full of flowers, with disdain in her eyes, she turned and walked back.

"You are also a protoss, why do you show me face?" Huashen Lingwan said with a smile,

Xuanxue said coldly, "You are also a protoss, so you should fight against the demons side by side like them, instead of running away and lingering."

Ling Wan pursed her lips, looked around at the countless tombstones in the Tomb of the Gods, and said softly,

"Their fate is to fight and kill the devil emperor, but my fate is to let all the flowers bloom in the Three Realms."

"The demons are rampant, and the Three Realms are in chaos. What's the use of a hundred flowers blooming?",

Xuanxue said coldly, "Do you want to teach that bloodthirsty demon clan to appreciate flowers?".

Lingwan pursed her lips, "I just care about the flowers blooming, no matter who admires them?

Even if it is a demon, so what? ".

"Ridiculous!", Xuanxue showed a sullen face, biting her white teeth slightly,

"I only hate that I am pregnant and want to give birth to the sons of the gods,

Otherwise, I will kill demons together with my husband, live and die together, and die together, and die together in the same grave."

Thinking of her husband, Xuanxue only felt grief and grief, her qi and blood went retrograde for a while, her eyes turned black, she fell backwards with her head thrown up,

Ling Wan appeared beside her, stretched out her arms to embrace her, and looked at Xuan Xue's pale face.

"So stupid", Lingwan bit her lip and looked at her, hugged her in her arms, and walked towards Shenxu Palace.

Shenxu Palace is divided into east and west halls, Xuanxue lives in the east hall, Lingwan lives in the west hall,

There is a meandering river and lush trees in the middle, but Lingwan always hangs around in the east hall.

"Little girl, is the master here?" Lingwan stuffed a pearl hairpin into the maid's hand and said with a smile,

"Meet the god", the maid was so startled that she knelt down and kowtowed, but was stopped by the flower god,

She shrank her hands, not daring to accept the pearl hairpin in her hand, and murmured,

"The last time Wan'er let the god into the palace, the lord was very displeased, and punished Wan'er, so the god should not embarrass Wan'er."

Ling Wan poked her head inside and said with a smile, "I've been mourning and meditating in the temple all day long,

Will you get sick sooner or later?If you let me in to anger her, you can still be a little bit more energetic."

"Shenjun already made the Lord dizzy last time, there is absolutely nothing to do," Wan'er begged with a mournful face,

Lingwan smiled sweetly, "If you are too angry, you will not be surprised",

She straightened her sleeves, and today she is wearing a thin shirt of Begonia Chuchun, with a delicate begonia in her hair.

Waist slung, lotus steps moved lightly, and walked into the hall.

Not long after, I heard the sound of smashing things inside, and Xuanxue cursed with hidden anger to get out,

Wan'er saw Ling Wan come out with a disheveled face, and the begonias on her temples were smashed to the wrong side.

The smile that Lingwan couldn't hide, was brighter than the begonia's first bloom, bright and shocking.

How can anyone be so happy being scolded? Wan'er frowned, watching Ling Wan come out triumphantly, pinched her face,

Xin Dao, I have angered the Lord again, so I have to be careful in dealing with it later.

In the blink of an eye, 50 years have passed, and Lingwan is still enjoying it,

Every three or two days, I would go to the East Hall to see Xuanxue,

He would be kicked out after staying for less than half a day, but he was not stunned, and instead smiled.

Until one night, Wan'er went to the West Hall in a panic, crying,

"Shenjun, my lord has unbearable abdominal pain tonight, sweating all over my body, the doctor, the medical officer said, said,

The lord has been mourning for a long time, qi and blood stagnation, fear, fear... ".

Lingwan was falling asleep on the couch, slowly opened her long and narrow eyes, and responded calmly.

Seeing that she refused to help, Wan'er couldn't help but said anxiously,

"If God hadn't gone to the palace today and offended the Lord, it would have happened at night."

"Hmph", Lingwan sat up, and said with a downcast face, "You mean, I hurt her?",

Wan'er didn't dare to respond, she knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face.

Lingwan wore a long gown, her head full of blue hair hanging down to her waist,

Her thin lips, which were always slightly raised, were pursed into a line, and she walked towards the East Hall.

Xuanxue was lying on the couch, her clothes were wet with sweat, her slender fingers were digging tightly, her face was pale,

Big beads of sweat rolled from the side of the forehead.

Lingwan sat beside her, raised her hand to feel her pulse,

"Well...", Xuanxue bit her lips tightly, and refused to cry out the pain, she is really a stubborn person.

Lingwan frowned involuntarily, her vital energy and blood were greatly depleted, her fetus was unstable, and she might have a sign of miscarriage.

"Help...", Xuanxue tightly grasped Ling Wan's hand, "Help, my child".

"Are you so reluctant?" Ling Wan let her fingers dig into her skin, scratching out deep red marks,

He raised his hand to brush the wet hair sticking to her forehead, revealing that cold and peerless face.

His fingertips passed slowly, and he didn't know whether he was asking her or himself, and said in a low voice, "Is it worth it?".