Three days of fierce fighting, most of the demons were killed and wounded, Lou Chen fought desperately on the battlefield, she saw an enemy behind Lou Prison slashing at him, "Be careful!" So he stepped forward and suffered a knife wound for him, and a knife cut his shoulder. Yes! Lou Chen screamed in pain.

Suddenly, a cold, piercing ice sword passed through her heart behind her.

"Sister!" Lou Prison shouted hysterically, seeing that his sister had an arrow through the heart, and suddenly lost his strength.

The Icefall Arrow is the sharpest and coldest existence in the world, invincible, and this arrow in the demon clan will inevitably scatter.

Lou Chen looked at the man in disbelief along the direction where the arrow was flying, his beautiful eyes widened, only to feel that ten thousand arrows pierced his heart, and the corners of his mouth rose bitterly.

"Leave...?" The sword in Lou Chen's hand slowly fell, and he said coldly and weakly.

Hua Li's beautiful face is like a cool glacier, without the slightest emotion, high and proud, and his eyes are deep and dark, as if he is despising each other.

"Demon."

Hua Li gently opened her mouth and spit out a word, which sounded light, but it seemed that there was a weight of tens of millions of catties pressing on her heart.

"Why!" Lou Chen gritted his teeth and roared, trying his last strength.

"My long-cherished wish is that there is no demon in the world."

Lou Chen couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh, she saved her enemy, but she was really wrong.....

The moment the Icefall Arrow pierced her heart, she hated the man who wanted to kill her.

The demon armies in front of her fell straight down one after another in front of her eyes, and she closed her eyes in pain, having to sacrifice herself for the sake of her people.

In an instant, Lou Chen's beautiful eyes were cold, her hands quickly pinched the trick, and she instantly raised the Burning Silence Demon Sword in her hand, the sword lifted the sky, endless flames filled her body, and her soul gradually disappeared.

In an instant, the wind surged, the sky was dark, the wind roared, and the people were panicked.

There was a sudden bitter cold in her body, and the endless cold was surging and rushing in her blood, eroding every inch of skin and temperature in her body, and eroding every wisp of her soul.

Until the soul is gone......

It turned out that I thought that you were independent, noble and arrogant, and you didn't intervene in the war of gods and demons, but it seems that I was too stupid and simple.

You have made a great contribution in it.

Lou Chen closed his eyes in despair, and fell into a pool of blood like rose petals, and his body dissipated......

"No------" Ice Emperor Shuo Han finally came one step too late, and his eyes were about to crack.

The hazy sky suddenly rained blood, and for three days, the beautiful rivers and mountains flowed like a river, and the Six Realms were filled with the breath of the pungent and bloody sky, which lasted for a long time.

.......

After Lou Chen was shot through the heart by Hua Li with an ice arrow in the battle of gods and demons, the Ice Emperor went crazy, changed his previous calmness, broke into the Heavenly Palace, and pierced the heart of the god Hua Li with a frost sword, Hua Li was seriously injured and fell into a coma for hundreds of years, and almost died.

Feng Yaoxi, who was watching from the side, also shook his head helplessly, the world is as cold as the Ice Emperor, but the infatuation is crazy like the Ice Emperor, for Lou Chen's dedication, he also saw it in his eyes, and he was helplessly moved in his heart.

Therefore, the Ice Clan and the Celestial Clan were inseparable from then on.

"Ask what is the situation in the world, and teach people to live and die,

There are double flyers in the south and the north, and the old wings have been cold and hot several times.

Happy and fun, parting bitter, there are even more crazy children. ”

The song is like crying, poignant and sorrowful, as if floating from the endless sky.

A man dressed in white greeted the desolate song of mourning, his clothes fluttering, his face expressionless, his face pale, and his breath cold.