Battlefield outside the capital.

Zhou Mingchi held the Son of Heaven Sword in his hand, his eyes were cold, he looked at the demons of different shapes in front of him, frowned, and said to the person in the middle of the demon group:

"You... Is it a demon god? ”

Chu Huai'an looked at the young man on the horse, snorted coldly, and replied:

"Is there no one in your court, and you still let the Son of Heaven drive the expedition in person?"

The empress lowered her head, looked at the woman in red in front of her, and said contemptuously: "I'm not like you, I will do whatever it takes to achieve my goals... You kidnapped Miss Jiang to blackmail me, right? ”

Chu Huai'an smiled, the fierceness hidden in his eyes overflowed, pointed to the face of the Son of Heaven, and said coldly:

"What does she have to do with you, and I'm going to use her to threaten you?

Besides, I don't need that kind of means to deal with you people. ”

Zhou Mingchi raised the sword in his hand, his sharpness was exposed, he didn't give an inch, and said heroically:

"Don't use 'that kind of means'? Then you let Miss Jiang go! ”

When the demon god heard this, his cold face froze to the naked eye, and he said in a deep voice: "What am I doing, do I need to explain to you?" ”

After saying this, the two people, who were not gentle-tempered, naturally collapsed.

Zhou Mingchi's eyes were slightly gloomy, and the Son of Heaven raised his sword to his side, and said in a low voice:

"Embroidered clothes all over the army."

"In!"

Chu Huai'an stretched out his hand, a strange purple light flashed between his eyebrows, and the various monsters behind him seemed to have received some gift, and their momentum skyrocketed instantly.

She looked at the embroidered soldiers behind the empress and said coldly:

"Do you really think that with these veterans, you can stop my 'disaster'?"

Zhou Mingchi waved his sword blade and led the horse first, and the sergeant behind him drew his sword and rushed out, accompanied by the smoke and dust of the battlefield, a firm sentence came:

"I am the Son of Heaven, and I should die before ten thousand people."

The embroidered clothes were neatly organized, and they instantly hit the demon group. The demons, who had no experience in large-scale combat, were forced back in an instant, but they suppressed the formation with all kinds of treacherous witchcraft.

The flesh was cut by the blade of the sword, and the screams of pain were buried by the sound of soldiers. A line of blood was drawn between the two forces.

Soldier against soldier, general against general.

Zhou Mingchi slashed at the head of the demon god, but saw that her fingers flashed with purple light, and she actually held the sword of the Son of Heaven that should have been sharp.

The empress exerted her strength again, pressed in front of Chu Huai'an, stared at her purple-filled pupils, and asked coldly:

"What the hell did you do to Miss Jiang?!"

"When..."

Chu Huai'an stretched out his other hand and struck the armor on the empress's chest, seeing her retreating with a sword, he said ruthlessly,

"It's your turn to ask me?!"

Outer suburbs of the capital.

Post.

Jiang Jiu couldn't sense his body, but he couldn't exert any strength, so he could only look around and look for a way out of the predicament.

He was locked up in a post house, which seemed to be the master bedroom of the station owner, with a simple but comfortable bed, an unremarkable décor, and an unusually dry air.

Chu Huai'an told her a lot when he left, and even threatened himself that if she died, this unscrupulous "demon god" would slaughter more people.

Jiang Jiu didn't know that she wanted to keep herself.

It's just a matter of whether the main quest is completed or not.

If that demon god really entered Kyoto and controlled the entire world, she might even become Chu Huai'an's confiner, and it would be difficult to return to the main space.

His heart was beating slightly, and Jiang Jiuwei's eyes swept over his list of skills, his expression slightly relaxed.

[Player Jiang Jiuwei / Activate the skill "From the Dead"! 】

【Continued summoning Zhou Lanling】

Ghostly black gas poured out of the ground, condensing into a human form again. Zhou Lanling looked at the girl lying motionless on the mattress in front of her, sighed, and said:

"Why do you think you're going to see her?"

Jiang Jiu didn't want to answer, and he couldn't answer, but his eyes rolled, hoping that he could understand his purpose and go to the capital on his back.

Zhou Lanling noticed her expression, leaned down silently, and poured internal qi into her body, helping her evacuate the remaining snake venom on her body.

After a long while, Jiang Jiuwei finally regained control of his body. She endured the sour numbness after the poison, stood up, and hurriedly said:

"Take me... Take me to her. ”

"You... Still going to the capital? ”

Zhou Lanling looked hesitant, glanced at the girl in front of him who had almost no strength, and persuaded,

"It's too late, she's so much stronger than before. Even I'm no match for her. ”

Jiang Jiuwei's eyes condensed slightly, and he was no longer a well-behaved monster in front of the demon god, and said decisively:

"Zhou Lanling, take me there."

Zhou Lanling and the girl looked at each other for a long time, after all, it was the ghost-faced general who lost his momentum, picked up Jiang Jiuwei horizontally with a wrong hand, and went through the forest...

Stepping on the road in the suburbs, the atmosphere is very different from the last time.

The sky was gloomy and gloomy, but it did not rain, but it shone with a strange purple light, as if some terrible demon was about to descend.

There was a man standing at the end of the road, who seemed to have been ordered to stop Zhou Lanling from going to Kyoto.

Zhou Lanling's face sank, put Jiang Jiu aside, and didn't talk nonsense, he flew forward directly and punched sideways.

The man wore the uniform of the Demon Suppression Division, turned around, and actually dodged this majestic blow, and responded:

"It seems that you are in such a hurry that you fight without even saying a word."

Jiang Jiu was stunned when she heard this, she recognized this voice, it was the jailer Bai Ze she saw in the Beijing Prison.

His attitude towards monsters, how could he be a demon god?

Although she was surprised in her heart, she couldn't help but believe the situation in front of her. Jiang Jiuwei snorted coldly, pointed to the jailer in front of him, and responded:

"My sister should tell you, don't hurt me."

"The gods are really fond of you..."

Bai Ze sneered, there was a kind of rebelliousness hidden in his eyes, and he turned around,

"But she didn't say, I can't break your leg.

After all... As long as the Demon God completes the 'Calamity', we will all have a near-eternal life. ”

He seemed to realize that he had said too much, so he stopped his mouth, looked at Zhou Lanling on the side, frowned in disgust, and said:

"How dare you get involved with a god like you?!"

The ghost-faced general He Zeng was soft-handed, and when he heard this, he immediately bullied himself again, raised his legs and slashed down, and his momentum was like a rainbow.

Bai Ze flashed sideways, dodged this blow, his eyes showed purple light, his strength soared, and for a while, he was inseparable from Zhou Lanling.

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"Why did this Bai Ze suddenly become so strong......

"At that time, I thought he was strange and open-mouthed..."

"Ninth sister... Is she okay? ”

"Can Zhou Mingchi really survive the ninth sister?"

Previously, the body had been paralyzed and his perception was not sensitive. Along the way, Jiang Jiuwei realized that his thirst for blood suppressed by the incense of Wuliang Temple seemed to be pulled by this purple sky, and he was about to revive again.

She clenched her hands tightly, the scarlet of her eyes looming. The qi and blood surging in the bodies of the two martial arts practitioners became more and more fragrant and delicious in Jiang Jiuwei.

No...

Jiang Jiuwei bit his lower lip fiercely, endured the weakness of his body, stood up tremblingly, and said in a low voice: "Get out of my way!" ”

Bai Ze was stunned when he heard this, and then his face showed disdain, and he just wanted to say something to mock the girl in front of him who didn't know whether to live or die, but when he saw her face, his face froze.

The girl's pink pupils were swirling with red waves, like an endless sea of roses. The originally light floral smell and body fragrance on her body have also become as strong as spirits, making people drowsy.

"I said..."

Jiang Jiuwei's lips were flushed, he raised his head and swept Bai Ze's arms, word by word,

"Get out of here!"

[Player Jiang Jiuwei / Activate the skill "Rose Tomb", judged to be successful!] 】

Bai Ze's arms stiffened, and thin snake-like vines surged under his skin, which were actually broken shoulder-to-shoulder, fell to the ground, and grew into a strange "rosewood".

He looked at the person in front of him, and his eyes finally revealed fear, and he said in disbelief:

"Ahh This... It's impossible, you obviously don't have any demonic energy..."

Jiang Jiu didn't raise his ice eyes, trembling his slender white legs, and approached Bai Ze step by step. Bai Ze kept retreating in fright, and said in a loud voice:

"You! Don't come here! Don't come here..."

She was sure that Bai Ze had lost her fighting spirit, and she didn't look back, and said in a low voice: "Zhou Lanling, take me away." ”

Zhou Lanling stared at the "rosewood", his lips and teeth opened slightly, and he was about to say something, but was interrupted by Jiang Jiuwei in a cold voice:

"Less nonsense."

Battlefield outside the capital.

Chu Huai'an casually threw the broken Son of Heaven Sword aside, leaned in front of Zhou Mingchi who fell to the ground, leaned over and said coldly: "Is it just you?" ”

The empress's gaze swept over the surrounding corpses, and saw their deathless expressions and deathless faces, her eyes warm and soft.

There are 3,000 embroidered clothes, and there are dead and alive.

Zhou Mingchi raised his head, a smile appeared on his bloodstained face, he stood up tremblingly, and said with a flat gaze: "You won..."

Chu Huai'an's hands were filled with a purple aura that was even richer than before, and when he looked at her, there was deep hatred hidden in his eyes, and he said viciously:

"I'll let you go through all the pain and die a miserable death."

The empress's eyes were still blazing, looking at the demons in front of her, and said hoarsely:

"You can try."

The purple qi in the air had reached a certain saturation level and began to sink continuously. The power of all the monsters gradually increased, and the various cages of the Jing Shou Prison were broken one after another.

The magnificent Kyoto was plunged into a terrifying chaos for a while.

The demon god injected purple qi into Zhou Mingchi's body. The corrosive pain enveloped the empress at once, causing her to tremble all over, tears uncontrollably streaming from her eyes, and moaning incessantly.

"Sister... What are you doing? ”

Chu Huai'an heard the voice from behind him, his face froze, and he turned his head to see the girl with scarlet eyes, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, and said at a loss:

"I... It's not ......"

Zhou Mingchi saw Jiang Jiuwei, who was thin and seemed to be about to fall down at any time, his eyes covered in pain flashed slightly, his nails pierced into his palms and blood flowed out, and he roared:

"Miss Jiang... Yes... Hurry up, don't come back... Yes! ”

Jiang Jiuwei looked at the battlefield in front of him, his eyes swept over the corpse of the "embroidered clothes" whose body was gnawed and mutilated, raised his eyes, and the corner of his mouth was a strange sweet smile, and said:

"Chu Huai'an, tell me, what are you doing?"