A large area of mandala on the Purple Smoke Peak blooms quietly, and the holy white seems to be blasphemous at a glance, intertwined with the clouds and streamers in the sky into a blurry and dreamy picture. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the middle of the sea of flowers, a man in a black robe sat quietly, his inky hair like fine silk, and only a golden hairband was gently tied up at the back of his head. The black placket and the white sea of flowers form a strong visual impact.

A small head poked out of his arm, a woman. The woman was dressed in a white dress, as if she was one with the sea of flowers, blooming quietly. The woman's eyebrows are picturesque, the distant mountains are delicate, the willows are still clinging, and the face of the pink delicacy is like smearing a color called happiness, and the person is more delicate than the flower but does not lose the noble temperament.

"Chen, as a demon emperor, but you always come to the god realm, is there really no problem?" The woman frowned slightly, and seemed to be very entangled.

"I'm the Demon Emperor, who dares to stop me!" The man raised his eyebrows when he heard this, pretending to be majestic, but it caused a burst of laughter from the woman.

Seeing the woman smiling like this, her face was like a peach and a spring breeze, and the man didn't feel a move in his heart.

"Bing'er, when I finish the inheritance of the Demon Ancestor, will we get married?" the man's eyes glinted with hope.

"Good. I'll wait for you ......" Two smears of red light floated on the woman's face, Xu was shy because of this sudden confession, but she still made a solemn promise.

"This is a phoenix flower unique to the demon world, symbolizing love and commitment to loyalty. A look of joy appeared on the man's face, and out of nowhere, a fiery red flower appeared, like a phoenix reborn from the ashes. Putting it on the woman's bun adds a different style.

Time seems to stand still in this moment full of warmth and happiness, this moment, a sentence of each other, a touch, under the witness of the fiery phoenix flower, is so beautiful.

"Bing'er, wait for me ......"

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"Wow wow...... Mother, mother, I'm afraid ......"

"Help, help......"

"Run, the Demon World has invaded ......"

Accompanied by the cries of the children came the more unscrupulous killing of the demons. There is chaos on the Purple Smoke Peak at the moment, the Purple Smoke Peak used to be beautiful and peaceful, full of white mandalas, and now the Purple Smoke Peak is not stopping, and large swaths of the mandalas have fallen to the ground.

"Your Majesty, the Demon Emperor has led elite soldiers to attack the Divine Realm on a large scale, and started a great battle with the Phoenix Clan of the Divine Realm at the Purple Smoke Peak. A hoarse and muffled voice resounded in the purple-gold hall, with a harsh metallic collision, as dry as tearing confetti.

There was an unknown strangeness in the purple gold hall. The man in a black robe stood in front of the throne with his hands in his hands, his long inky hair draped up to his waist, like a statue in the silent night, exuding a gloomy and cold aura.

"Is there finally going to be war?...... Hahaha...... Good!"

The man's incomprehensible voice came, and he turned around. The face is like a peach blossom eyebrow, the silver eyes are fragrant, and the beautiful face is more blurry in the light moonlight, as if you will be intoxicated and unable to extricate yourself if you are not careful, if you ignore the overflowing cold, it must be a beautiful picture.

The long and narrow silver eyes gradually appeared blood-red, expanding little by little, and finally covering the whole eye, like a devil from hell. The color is called hatred, and the delicate face is distorted and gloomy because of it.

"Hahaha, it's finally time for this day, and soon the God Realm and the Demon Realm will all belong to my dark clan!"

In the sky above the Purple Smoke Peak, a man in golden armor sat leisurely on the king's chariot, his eyebrows were handsome but cold and evil without the slightest emotion, and his eyes were full of coldness. It was as if what was going on on the earth had no effect on him.

"Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, it's time!" the middle-aged man in silver gray armor knelt down beneath the Stygian Xichen.

His eyes faintly swept over the scene below, the corners of Shen Xichen's mouth hooked a mocking arc, and suddenly flew out, the magic sword in his hand was unsheathed, and the cold light was cold, as if he had escaped from ten thousand obstacles, and the light broke through, heading towards the panicked innocent people below.

"Stop!"

A woman in white stumbled to the side, the woman looked at the blood and corpses all over the ground, and then looked at the golden-armored man with a sword on the opposite side, her eyes were full of sadness.

"Why, why did you kill my people?" her voice was full of sorrow and resentment.

"Who are you?" Shen Xichen's tone was cold, and he seemed to be very dissatisfied with the woman calling him by his name, and he was full of murderous anger and surrounded the woman.

"You ......" The woman's eyes were blurred with tears as if she had heard the shocked words, but she could not speak, and staggered back. He didn't even know her? no, how could he ......

"Your Majesty, she is the young master of the Phoenix Clan, Huang Bing, the Phoenix Clan has been destroyed, this person can't stay!" I don't know when, another enchanting and charming woman appeared on Xi Xichen's side, surrounding his arms, exhaling bewitchingly, but his eyes glanced at Huang Bing, full of bitter jealousy and killing intent.

The man looked at Huang Bing expressionlessly, waved his hand to the tens of thousands of horses behind him, and spit out a cold word in his mouth: "Kill!" Huang Bing staggered back a step, unable to believe what she heard, for no reason, he was so ruthless. At the beginning, they talked and laughed together and promised eternal life, but now, he wants to ......

Looking at the fallen clansmen one by one, her heart ached, as if countless arrows pierced her. It's her mistake, she is the young master of the Phoenix clan, and she actually harmed the entire Phoenix clan for a momentary joy, the whereabouts of her father and queen mother are unknown, and she can't even protect the last clansman......

Huang Bing closed his eyes suddenly, two tears of blood overflowed from the corners of his eyes, and suddenly opened them, turned his head and looked in the direction of Shen Xichen for the last time, looking at the murderous magic sword, his eyes were desperate and silent. She used all her cultivation to create a barrier, and at the same time, the sword in her hand stabbed at her.

"Poof......" The magic sword pierced out from the other side of his body, and strands of hot blood flowed down the blade, some splashing on Shen Xichen's face. As if he had just woken up from a dream, he hurriedly let go of his sword-holding hand and hugged the fallen woman.

"Bing'er ......"

Bing'er......'s panicked expression seemed as if she was about to lose her most precious thing.

Huang Bing's white clothes had already turned blood red, and with her last strength, she looked at the man with cold eyes.

"Shen Xichen, the pain of annihilation, the death of betrayal, I use blood as a curse, at the cost of scattering my soul, I hope I will never see you again in eternity!"

The decisive voice fell, the body turned transparent, slowly dissipated, and the blood that flowed condensed into a blood-colored manzhu sawa, turned into wisps of golden light and dispersed, and in an instant, the originally white mandala turned into a bewitching red, like blood.

"No, no, Bing'er, Bing'er......" However, no matter how he called, the shadow had already turned into a streamer and disappeared without a trace.

Shen Xichen looked at the magic sword beside him that was still exuding steaming heat, and his eyes were sad and desperate.

"Ah......" almost when all the demons didn't have time to react, they picked up the magic sword and went to the heart, and in an instant, the blood dripped on the red Manzhu Sawa like a broken embankment, which was even more bewitching.

"Your Majesty!"

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