readx;? Chapter 65: Love Without Boundaries

Feng Rui was dressed in a dark blue robe, like his eyes. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info draped in a black cloak, which shows his outstanding temperament, the awe-inspiring bearing that only the top masters have, and has an overwhelming charm.

Through the huge transparent glass window, you can see the blue sky and white clouds in the distance, as if you are right in front of you. It's just that the originally blue and far-reaching sky is now a dark cloud rolling, and the black is oppressive.

When the demon god Yao Jin learned that the seal of Feng Rui had been lifted and he had returned to the spirit realm, he knew that the opportunity was fleeting, so he suddenly attacked. Because he knew that Feng Rui had just returned, and he must not have had time to rectify the army. Moreover, the army of the spirit realm was not worth it in his eyes Yao Jin.

Can those sentimental artists, those casual people who only know poetry and picturesqueness, take up arms to defend the country?

What's more, he has a more secure chip, which will definitely kill Feng Rui. As long as Feng Rui dies, all beings in the spirit world will become his captives. One day, the demons will break through the fairy world again and unify the eight wildernesses, how happy!

Thinking of this, Yao Jin smiled proudly.

At this moment, he was stepping on a dark cloud like ink, like a huge black mushroom, a poisonous mushroom cloud, which was the magic of the demon god. He was radiant, with all the arrogance and arrogance on his face, as if the spiritual world was within reach, just waiting for his order.

He is indeed worthy of pride, because he does have this ability, and because the demon clan has already poured out of the nest and used the power of the country.

It's imperative!

As soon as the battle began, the Spirit Race army was defeated and retreated, how could the superior and weak Spirit Race be the opponent of the fierce Demon Army? Within two days, a large area of the Spirit Realm was tragically destroyed and ravaged, countless people died, and rivers of blood flowed everywhere, looking at it, it was like an underground purgatory. Today, only the lonely city of Wangcheng is left in the spirit world, which is also the last fortress of the spirit people.

In mid-air, armored horses and blades shone with a dignified light, and the surging dark clouds rolled in, obscuring the noon day.

The demon god Yao Jin lined up in front of the formation, and the dazzling blood-red cloak hunted in the cold wind. He stood cross-legged, his face full of contempt, and said coldly: "Spirit King, don't resist anymore, the spirit world will soon be my Yao Jin's subject, it is difficult for you to reverse the situation alone, the one who knows the times is Junjie, or tie your hands, maybe the deity can still spare your life!"

His voice wasn't very loud, but it was clear in the wind. However, the huge royal city is silent.

Feng Rui stood in front of the window, not moving, not even the hem of his cloak swaying a little, his expression was the same as usual, but his eyes changed several times, and the light of the flames swept away.

The princes and ministers were lined up on both sides, some were in the prime of life, some were already gray-haired, all of them did not say a word, looking directly at the wind in front of the window, but some were quietly wiping the cold sweat on their foreheads. There was a dead silence throughout the palace, a dead silence.

It was surprisingly quiet, even the air seemed to be still, as if each could hear each other's heartbeats.

Feng Rui suddenly snorted and said, "I'll go out!"

Zhi Yan stretched out her hand and grabbed the corner of his robe, although she looked calm, but there was also a trace of panic and worry in her charming eyes, and she repeated softly: "You want to go out?"

Feng Rui turned around and quietly looked at Zhi Yan in front of him, his queen. The two have gone through hardships and hardships, but now they are separated again. Gradually, there was a deep sadness and endless love in his eyes.

Yes, my Queen, having you by my side is my greatest joy.

Feng Rui repeated this sentence again, not on purpose, but from the bottom of his heart. Now, the country is about to break, and those lingering warmth and sweet memories will eventually be turned into subject land and annihilated with this war. Still, you're still with me, and that's enough.

How did Zhi Yan not understand the affection in his words, but the tears silently forced down her eyes again, crossing the most beautiful face in the world.

It's time, after all, there is a decision, I will go out alone!

As soon as Feng Rui's words came out, the whole dynasty was shaken, and there was a whisper in the palace, and there was a commotion.

It is not easy to drive the expedition in person, not to mention that the king drives the battle alone!

Feng Rui's opinion was opposed by the whole house, and he knelt on the ground and remained silent.

They protested with practical actions, it was not that they did not want to have a fight, but if the king died in battle, the spirit race would be destroyed.

Feng Rui looked at it, and his heart hurt.

The white-haired elder stood tremblingly with a dragon's head cane, and kept hitting the glass ground with his cane, making a crisp sound.

My king, it seems that the Demon Realm has poured out, and there are no less than 10,000 first-class masters alone. Although my king is a master of spiritual power, ancient and modern, how can he be the opponent of these hundreds of thousands of demons!

Elder Ji, we can't sit still!

Feng Rui's eyes were like lightning, and his dark blue eyes emitted a strange brilliance, like grief and determination.

My king, the demon clan has already mobilized the power of the country, if my king dies in a battle, will my hundreds of thousands of spirit clans not be slaughtered by others, so life is better than death!

The elder was already in tears, and his pale white hair showed a thick desolation.

Elder Ji, what Yao Jin wants is just my life, it has nothing to do with you, as long as I go out, you will have a chance to live.

Feng Rui said this, and he was ready to die together. It's just that the hundreds of thousands of demons, the dazzling and cold blades, how can they be so vulnerable?

When Zhi Yan heard this, she understood what Feng Rui meant, her tears flowed more urgently, her lips were closed, but she didn't say a word.

Feng Rui is the king of the spirit world, now that the spirit clan is in trouble, how can he be indifferent? At this moment, what does Zhi Yan want to say? What can she say?

I have a plan.

Suddenly, the crowd uttered such a sentence.

Feng Rui stared at it, only to see that it was a general in armor. is already middle-aged, his face is full of vicissitudes, but his eyes are shining, and his spiritual cultivation is also extraordinary. He was once the generalissimo of the Spirit Clan. It's just that, where are the Spirit Clan's soldiers and horses now?!

Feng Rui smiled bitterly, General Leng, you say!

The general raised his head and smiled faintly, but there was a hint of peace with some relief in his smile.

My king, the right demon god said, as long as the king bows his head and is captured, the demon god will definitely not embarrass us. When the time comes, we'll do it again

Shut up!

Feng Rui didn't wait for him to finish, and said coldly.

Great, this is only a stopgap measure, not a real surrender, us

You remember!

Feng Rui interrupted him again, and said solemnly.

The Spirit Clan was proudly born between heaven and earth, and would rather die in battle than be a coward!

When the general heard such majestic words, he looked at Feng Rui's face again, and then stopped and fell to the ground again.

My king, Yao Jin is extremely ambitious, he has long had the desire to annex the Seven Realms, and he doesn't even enter the heavens, how can he just get along with my king? What Yao Jin wants is the entire spiritual realm, and the king thinks twice!

As he spoke, Elder Ji knelt on the ground tremblingly.

Feng Rui's heart was sour, he raised his eyes to look at the black pressure in the air, and then looked down at the subjects who were prostrate on the ground under his feet, and suddenly flicked the sleeves of his robe, and said loudly: "Get up, don't say anything, my heart has been decided!"

Everyone was still motionless, still prostrate on the ground, and Elder Ji's body couldn't help trembling, and he couldn't cry anymore.

Feng Rui turned his head to look at his queen, took her into his arms, kissed her deeply on the forehead, and then turned around and walked away.

Feng Rui, my king, I will always be with you, having you by my side is my greatest happiness!

How could Feng Rui not hear Zhi Yan's affection, if he died, how could Zhi Yan live alone? It's just that at this moment, can there be a better choice? Even if he is a spirit king with extraordinary spiritual power, what can he do?!

He felt a burst of sorrow in his heart, and listened to Zhi Yan's words that were better than a thousand alliances, but at the same time, he was also arrogant, and he felt that the demon clan in the sky was not afraid, even if the punishment of God came, what could it do, it was just a death.

With his arms outstretched, he flew out of the palace and landed on a colorful cloud. Turning into a body, his body immediately became as big as a mountain, and with a flip of his palm, a huge spear conjured up in the void, which was his Spirit Suit Ice Spirit Spear. He is standing like this, his cloak is flying, and he is really majestic and extraordinary.

With a round of guns, a hurricane stirred up, causing the heavens and the earth to change color.

Feng Rui stepped on the auspicious clouds and rushed to kill the more than 10,000 masters of the demon clan. His shot was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and in an instant, more than 100 demon masters were killed on the spot. For a time, dark clouds rolled, covering the sky and the sun, the wind was fierce, screaming again and again, and the sky and the earth were dim.

Finally, the demon god Yao Jin joined the battle circle. Although he is the king of the demon world, his spiritual cultivation is far inferior to Feng Rui. Within a dozen times, Yao Jin was already in blood-stained robes and was at a disadvantage.

Capture the thief and capture the king first!

Thinking of this, Feng Rui was about to summon a whirlwind slash. This is his supreme trick, and it is also the gathering of his whole body's spiritual power, and he thinks that he will be able to kill Yao Jin with just this blow. I heard a cold voice from below shouting, "Feng Rui!"

Feng Rui's heart trembled, and he stared at it, but he saw that all the courtiers were bound, and the order flag had been changed outside the palace.

Mutiny?

Feng Rui's surprise was really extraordinary, I saw a person jumping in front of everyone, holding a sharp blade, showing off his might, and he could see it clearly through the dim daylight, it was the cold general, the former generalissimo of the Spirit Clan.

With a flash of white light, he had already put the sharp blade in his palm on Zhi Yan's neck, with a hideous and proud face, and shouted: "Feng Rui, if you don't tie your hands, let your queen's head fall to the ground!"

Feng Rui suddenly felt a trance in his mind, lost his mind for a while, and muttered, "Gao Buke?

Who is Gao Buke? He is the eldest disciple of Lei Qianjun, the master of the Divine Sword Building, and the first of the "Six Heroes of the Divine Sword" in the past, and he is also the senior brother of Feng Rui. It's just that these are all mundane things, how can they appear in Feng Rui's mind?

There was another trance in my mind, as if some fragile barrier had suddenly solidified again. Feng Rui's eyes were like knives, and he roared: "Let go of Zhi Yan!"

The general smiled: "Gao Buke? General Ben's name is Leng Li, don't you remember? As long as you surrender, General Ben will"

Before she finished speaking, Zhi Yan pounced forward and threw herself at the sharp blade in her neck. Blood splattered out, and the queen slowly fell to the ground.

Feng Rui's heart shook violently, and he was about to fly to save him, when he suddenly felt a sharp pain that pierced his heart, a kind of cold that refreshed people's bone marrow.

He turned his head suddenly, and saw Yao Jin with a sinister smile on his face, and the Spirit Suit Flame Fork in his palm had pierced Feng Rui's body.

Blood was pouring like rain, and a thick bloody atmosphere was permeating the heavens and the earth.