Snow is falling and the north wind is raging. The sky is full of fire, forming an endless network of fire, showing the trend of encirclement, like a huge dome, tightly enveloping the Phoenix City in it, there is no escape, there is no way to escape.

Under the net of fire in the sky, the void was distorted and deformed, burning everything in the world, and the one-meter-deep snow melted in an instant, turning into a raging flood, roaring and rushing, rolling down the mountain, making a loud rumbling sound.

The disciples of the Shushan Immortal Sect looked at the fight in mid-air, and they all suddenly became worried, in case the Feng Allure City could not get out, wouldn't they be roasted to death by this sea of fire?

Qiao Chuya said: "This night's flashy old monster, the Yuan Shen has cultivated so strongly, and the Yuan Shen can support such a large fire array, it seems that he has fought hard."

Mei Ren said: "This fire net array, the net has exhausted all lives, the two have been fighting for three days and three nights, I don't know if the head can support it?"

Feng Buzhi said: "I believe that Master Feng will definitely be able to rush out."

Mingyue looked at the mid-air, the white figure of Ling Ran, nervous and white, covered in cold sweat.

In times of crisis, do you want to help in the morning?

Extremely worried, Mingyue didn't have time to think about it at all, and instantly rose to the sky, sacrificing the moon-chasing sword in his hand, his body turned into a streamer, his clothes fluttered, like a fairy in Ling Tian, flying towards the sea of fire like a lightning speed.

The sky is full of sword rain, the brilliance is bright, like a mountain and a sea, rushing to the smiling night glitz.

The bright moon had not yet reached the sea of fire, and at this moment, a dazzling golden pillar of qi stubbornly pressed against one of the pockets of the fire net, gradually lifting it up little by little.

The golden pillar of air flow rose into the sky in an instant, showing a devastating trend, and the sky was full of fire, piercing a huge hole.

Ye Fuhua's eyes narrowed, his heart suddenly throbbed, and he suddenly felt that the spirit was buzzing, and a cold breath instantly emerged from his body, making him instantly chill his heart.

The boundless mental pressure, as if it was about to crush his soul, it was a death threat from the depths of his soul, as if it was a call from hell, which made him restless and restless.

Ye Fuhua trembled all over, his hands spasmed, and he was desperately supported, and the last line of defense, a trace of bright red blood, slowly sprinkled down the corners of his mouth, like beads with broken threads.

A dazzling streamer of light instantly shot out from the hole in the fire net, and everyone saw a golden pillar of light flashing, like a meteor hitting the sun, and lightning crashed into the night glitz that was desperately resisting.

At this time, Mingyue also rushed over with a sword, raised the moon-chasing sword, and instantly turned into a rain of swords, slashing towards the crumbling night glitz.

Night Flashy was attacked by the double attack from Feng Tilt City and Mingyue, how could he resist the immortal power of the two gods of the Upper God Realm?

Ye Fuhua suddenly felt a sharp pain in the Yuan Shen, his eyes were black, and he only had time to exclaim "ah", his aging body could no longer support this powerful duel, like a remnant of a willow, turned into countless broken fragments, and disappeared in the sky in an instant.

A primordial god like an entity turned into a meteor, fleeing in panic, and was about to be caught by Feng Qicheng.

Between the lightning and flint, a dark cloud gushed out of thin air, and it was like a meteor in the blink of an eye.

The dark clouds instantly enveloped the fleeing primordial spirit, and before Feng Qicheng could catch it, it turned into a streamer and disappeared into the distant sky in the blink of an eye, leaving only an afterimage in the air.

Before the flashy spirit of the night left, he saw a beautiful woman, radiant and graceful, standing gracefully beside the high-spirited Chonglou.

The two of them were next to each other affectionately, looking at him with a calm face, struggling in the rain of swords.

The sea of fire disappeared in an instant, as if it had never existed.

Only the snow that melted rapidly, and the rolling torrent that roared down the mountain, still left traces of the sea of fire.

The golden pillar of light slowly retracted and disappeared, and Feng Chengcheng appeared from the illusory golden light.

His clothes were full of holes, large and small, as tattered as a beggar's garment.

There was a hint of exhaustion on his handsome face.

He looked at Mingyue deeply, with an anxious face, and said with a smile: "Xiao'er, I finally avenged you." It's just that the Demon Emperor saved his primordial god. ”

Mingyue grabbed Feng Chengcheng and asked anxiously, "Brother Jiu, your clothes are all burned, are you okay?"

Feng Qingcheng shook his head and said, "Xiao'er, I'm fine, didn't I ask you not to come."

Mingyue said angrily: "If I don't come to help, do you want to watch you suffer alone?" Is the night flashy dead or not? ”

Feng Chengcheng muttered, "His Yuan Shen power is too powerful and not easy to destroy. Although the body is destroyed, the original spirit has not disappeared. Now that he has been robbed by the Demon Emperor, there is still the possibility of resurrection. \“

Feng Qingcheng looked at her and smiled dotingly, took her hand, walked down the clouds together, and in countless admiring and amazed eyes, he met with the disciples of Shushan Xianmen and returned to Shushan Xianmen.

It is said that after Feng Chengcheng and Mingyue left the Qianyuan Palace, the Shushan Immortal Gate immediately knew the news that the leader of the Immortal Cultivation Alliance was unknown and the disciple of the Immortal Cultivation Alliance, Tianfu Drinker, had disappeared.

Shushan Xianmen suddenly exploded, and it was rumored that the demon clan was about to attack Shushan Xianmen, and people were panicked for a while, and rumors spread everywhere.

Feng Tilting City and Night Glitz, fighting outside Jinlu City were in full swing, not only alarming the disciples of Shushan Immortal Sect, but also alarming the major forces in Jinlu City.

Everyone ran to the vicinity of the fight site to watch this rare battle of souls.

Up and down the Shushan Immortal Gate, they all knew that the head of the Fengqi City was outside Jinlu City, and he had a soul power battle with the soul master, Bai Ze hurriedly took the pills, and Hua Qiandu took Ruolan to watch the battle.

Even Chonglou, who hadn't been out for a long time, brought his beloved wife Sang Yi to the scene of the fight.

Only when people have lost will they know how to cherish it.

Only those who have lost will understand that hard-won love is the sweetest. The feelings that have experienced the wind and rain are the deepest.

Chonglou's body has already recovered to the best state in his prime, and his fairy power has also recovered to seventy-seven eighty-eight, and now he and his beloved wife Sang Yi can be described as a deep couple.

Where the master duels and does not fight for a few days,

It's hard to decide.

The fight between Feng Chengcheng and Ye Fuhua was in full swing in mid-air, and the onlookers were fascinated and dizzy.

The battle of the gods and souls, and it is a duel between masters, which cannot be seen at any time.

Therefore, in the evening of that day, after Yan Dan patrolled in the Qianyuan Palace, he covered the door and went to rest.

In the dead of night, when everything is silent and midnight is tired, at the gate of the Qianyuan Palace, there are routinely four disciples of Shushan Xianmen, who are on duty at night.

The sky is full of wind and snow, the north wind is howling, between heaven and earth, there is a white expanse, there is thick snow everywhere, under the eaves of the trees, there are ice hooks, and several disciples on patrol are hiding in the ear room next to them, baking a fire and watching.

In the snowstorm, a white slender figure, wrapped in a white mink coat, couldn't hide the fiery figure that was convex and backward at night.

The white shadow was hidden in the darkness outside the gate of the Qianyuan Palace, and he looked coldly at the several Shushan disciples who were patrolling.

The beautiful face had a sinister aura at this time.

Just tonight, she received instructions from the Demon Clan, Zhu Yan, that she must find out the whereabouts of the Seventh-Order Yuan Shen Pill as soon as possible, otherwise, her antidote will be cut off, and she will die of angina.

The glamorous woman sneered, and said in her heart: \"The reason why this princess is willing to cooperate with the Demon Emperor and make a deal is not because this princess is afraid of you, but because this princess doesn't want Mingyue, a slut, to be with her cousin. \“

This beautiful lame woman is Nalan Meidai.

Her bright red lips pursed, her figure suddenly rose, and her slender figure was like a light white fallen leaf, floating across the roof unconsciously and falling directly into the courtyard of the Qianyuan Palace.

One of the patrolling disciples asked suspiciously, "Did you hear anything just now?" \“

Another patrolling disciple laughed, "Apart from the sound of wind and snow, where else is there any movement?" Aren't you sleepy? \“

That disciple ran to the gate of the Qianyuan Palace, looked around, and saw that the wind and snow were mixed, and everywhere was white, where was there half a figure?

He shook his head in confusion and walked back into the house, rubbing his numb hands and his frozen face.

Nalan Meidai fell into the Qianyuan Palace, her beautiful eyes looked left and right, and when she saw that there was no one around, her figure flashed, so she quickly flashed into the inner room of the Qianyuan Palace, and slipped into the bedroom of Feng Chengcheng with familiarity.

This is a very warmly furnished bedroom, at the entrance of a very elegant white jade screen, with gems inlaid with landscapes, flowers and birds, mountains and flowing water, even at night, it also exudes a soft light, shining, not like ordinary.

Behind the screen, there is a large carved wooden bed, covered with brocade futon mattresses and a pair of embroidered brocade pillows, intimately placed together, as if there is still residual warmth after the sleep of the lover.

Next to the head of the bed, there is a large wardrobe and hanging hangers. On the hangers, there were many robes.

Among the many robes, two sets of clothes stand out.

It was a set of men's and women's embroidered brocade nightgowns, almost identical in color and style, both translucent, looming textures, at first glance

It's something very intimate between lovers.

Nalan Meidai's head was hot, as if she saw Feng Chengcheng and Mingyue, wearing couple nightgowns, hugging each other on the bed and sleeping.

A sour anger surged up in her heart in an instant, endless jealousy and resentment, causing the blood to rush to her brain in an instant, making her gorgeous face instantly distort and deform, looking very terrifying.

She saw a delicate jewelry box on the dresser at the head of the bed, Nalan Meidai opened the jewelry box and found that there were several delicate hairpin earrings inside, as well as a jade comb, which was shining and brilliant under the reflection of the snow outside the window, very beautiful.

Nalan Meidai trembled with anger, and with a "snap", she smashed the jewelry box on the ground.

The jewelry box cracked in response to the sound, broke in half, and the beaded earrings rolled to the ground.

Still angry, Nalan Meidai took the women's nightgown, angrily tore it to pieces, and threw it to the ground.

Nalan Meidai took off the men's nightgown, hugged the men's nightgown, and lay down on the bed.

She even fantasized that she had become the charming little woman in Feng Chengcheng's arms, lingering with him, tender and sweet, and loving him night and night.

Nalan Meidai was lying on the bed, and she couldn't help but think about it, and a tear rolled down her beautiful face.

Feng fell into the city, as if she was a demon.

She only wanted to get him, and the more she couldn't get something, the more she wanted it.

Even if it is to give everything, she is willing.

Even if she uses any means, she will not hesitate.

However, she tried hard and tried all her means, but she couldn't get Feng Chengcheng's heart.

She was not reconciled.

She must let Mingyue, that slut, die without a place to be buried, in this world, she is the only one who is worthy of the god-like existence of Fengqi City.

Then, she must cooperate well with the Demon Emperor and let Mingyue fall into the land of no return.

As long as Mingyue is gone, then, Feng Chengcheng is hers.

Nalan Meidai seemed to see the beautiful scene of her wedding with Feng Chengcheng, she smiled proudly and happily, and laughed: "Feng Chengcheng is mine, and I am the hostess of this Qianyuan Palace." \“

Suddenly, Nalan Meidai Yuan Shen felt a sharp pain, and a gloomy voice suddenly sounded in his mind: "How did you find the Seventh-Order Yuan Shen Pill?" \“

Nalan Meidai's face turned pale for a while, and then she remembered that the purpose of her sneaking into the Qianyuan Hall was that she had come in to find the seventh-order Qianyuan Pill for the Demon Emperor.

Her primordial spirit has been controlled by the Demon Emperor, and she must obey the Demon Emperor's orders at any time.

Nalan Meidai cursed indignantly in her heart, and reluctantly got up from the bed to find the Seventh-Order Yuan Shen Pill.

In the robe on the hanger, a pair of sparkling eyes, hidden behind the robe, peeped into everything that was happening in the room.

(End of chapter)