Chapter 2: Old Dreams
It was an endless day, but equally bloody, the gray sky illuminated by bursts of light, followed by the sound of huge explosions born of fluctuations in power.
This is the Demon River, this is the handover between the Heavenly Realm and the Demon Domain, and at this moment a cruel battle is being staged here!
In this huge space, there are countless corpses on the horizontal bar, and the river that was originally glowing with black gas is constantly falling into one soul after another, whether it is a god or a demon, they all fall here, this is a battle of heavenly demons that moved the six realms. The river soaked in countless blood flowing down the corpse, black or red, stirred by powerful spiritual power, roared continuously, covering the sky with layers of sin and blood.
The huge formation emitted a light as bright as day, and the blood light mixed with the flames firmly trapped the unbridled woman in red.
At this moment, she was carrying a blood sword that could no longer see the color, and she kept blocking the attacks in the bloodthirsty demon array.
She never stopped fighting, waving the sword in her hand frantically, and smiled incomparably arrogantly but bitterly at the man whose formation was in the white-clothed Shengxue and had never been stained with blood.
It's been three days and three nights, and that person doesn't have the slightest mercy after all, he has only one purpose from beginning to end, to let him die as a witch!
Pitiful, ridiculous, pathetic, her sister-in-law even thought that he had such a trace of affection for her!
The hatred of blood relatives, the hatred of extermination, in the end, he has always had to use and calculate her!
Stupid, she's always the only one......
"Witch, you can't escape from this bloodthirsty demon array, or obediently tie your hands and arrest it!" A cold and emotionless voice spat out from the mouth of the person in front of her, and at this moment he held a snow-white sword, the green silk was scattered, and the jade crown was tightly bound, standing nobly in the void, coldly and mercilessly judging her sins.
Next to the man in white stood a woman in a golden dress, compared to the man, it was already bloodstained, but the phoenix crown was thrown on, and a blood-like red lotus bloomed in his slender jade-like hand, and his stunningly gentle face was the same cold.
The arrogant woman in the formation sneered: "Youhuan, even if you are the god of war? This princess and concubine have never known what surrender is! Since you and this god phoenix dare to come today, this princess has the ability to let you and this princess die together! This bloodthirsty demon array, do you think you can really put this princess to death?"
The woman smiled disdainfully, and the long sword in her hand suddenly shrank, turning into a delicate and beautiful hosta, desperately stabbing into her heart, and then quickly pulling it out.
The blade of blood that had been restored to its original appearance was stained with black and red blood, and it was extremely powerful, as if it had come out of hell, and the breath of countless killings instantly lingered.
The Devil's Blade, slay everything!
The corner of the woman in red spilled blood from the corner of her mouth, but her figure was still upright, and the jade hand held the long sword that had turned black and red, and gathered all the spiritual power of her body on the spiritual weapon, regardless of the blood that was still bubbling down from her heart, she resolutely slashed at the white light mask, and her teeth opened slightly, but she suddenly snorted coldly:
"Blood sacrifice, break!"
As the cold voice fell, the man's pupils shrank suddenly, and pain suddenly flashed on his face, which had no expression. He wanted to fly forward to stop him, but his heart suddenly ached, and the qi and blood that could not be suppressed no matter what, and his soul trembled with the power that tore everything, so that he never even had the strength to stand.
At that moment, the red lotus karmic fire in the palm of the luxurious woman standing beside Hongyu had already waved out, but when she saw the person who was trembling all over, she actually stopped when she wanted to step forward, her cold look quickly faded, and she was very anxious.
"Xiaoli, go, kill her!" Even though he lost all his strength, he did not forget what he should do as a god, and endured the body that was not under his control, and said coldly.
"No, Hongyu, the meridians are reversed, and the soul is broken, do you know, if you continue like this, you will die!" Feng Li, who was also in danger, shook his head fiercely, refusing to stop the infusion of spiritual power in his hand, and tried his best to suppress the broken soul.
At that moment, the light shield that had been slashed three times in succession suddenly cracked, and Hongyu and Fengli, who were the people who cast the array, were suddenly devoured, and the powerful power fluctuations swept the two of them away by several meters.
A fiery red and cold figure flashed out from the formation that had trapped her for three days, noble and cold, bloodthirsty and cruel. At that moment, the concubine looked at the opportunity to kill only one person, and there was a trace of hesitation in her red eyes unconsciously, and then quickly dissipated. The long sword in her hand flashed with a sharp light, and stabbed directly at the phoenix glass who had just stood up, resolute and desperate, although it exuded great power, but the woman's face was already pale, and the hand holding the sword also trembled slightly.
She smiled and shed tears, she knew that her body was already at the end of her strong crossbow, this was her last chance, but she still hesitated, the object of hesitation was the negative man who hurt her countless times!
Yes, she's betting, betting on how much that man will pay for his so-called fiancée?
At this last moment, she wondered if that person was really heartless and ruthless!
Is everything that the former ghost has done to her all a lie?
That sword was as fast as lightning, so that Feng Li, who was holding the red lotus karmic fire, didn't have time to react, and directly pierced into her heart, and the blood blade with demon blood quickly burst out with huge power, so that her soul was directly shattered, and there was only one breath left.
The stunningly talented and gorgeous female god from all over the world, the patriarch of the Feng clan stared at a pair of dark eyes at this moment, looking at the man who didn't stop him in disbelief, the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood, desolate and sad.
In an instant, Feng Li suddenly smiled bitterly, and the moment she was on the verge of death, she began to understand that the person she had loved all her life could not deserve a credit, a witch he was desperately trying to kill!
It's ridiculous!
In his heart, there will always be only the avenue of the world, and there will always be only this high position!
In the final analysis, in the eyes of the cold-blooded and ruthless him, she is just a pawn that can be used at any time, and she is no different from the witch and the witch!
However, she is not reconciled!
Feng Li wanted to stand up and question, but the strength and breath of life slowly dissipated from her body, and she was deprived of even the strength to open her eyes, so she fell into the darkness with that endless sad heart......
At that moment, the cold man who was still weak just now stood behind the woman in red, and sent the snow-white sword in his hand into her heart from behind, without mercy or the slightest hesitation.
The figure of the concubine quickly declined, and the long sword in her hand also returned to its original form as her strength disappeared, and the hairpin like blood slowly fell from the sky. And the fate of the woman who has fought all her life, like this blood hosta, has lost its support and is about to come to an end.
The concubine turned her head and looked at the handsome face without a trace of pity, and smiled stupidly, desolate and desolate, with endless hatred and hatred: "It seems that Hongyu is not only ruthless to this princess, but you are simply a ruthless monster!"
But in response to her infatuation, there was only one cold word, "The princess of the demon clan is ambushed!"
The snow-white sword was pulled out of her body in desperation, and the black and red blood stained the sword, and it was quickly devoured.
The man in white no longer paid attention to the witch who was on the verge of death, and with a flash of his figure, he rushed towards the phoenix who also had no hope of living anymore, and then stood there, watching the death of the woman who had given everything for him, and her soul turned into pieces, dissipating one by one, and returning to silence.
She couldn't support her body anymore, she half-knelt on the ground, and laughed maniacally. The blood on her face was mixed with tears, which had made her completely lose hope, she stared at the man who only had a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, and said with a sneer: "Youhuang, ten thousand years ago, when this princess quelled the rebellion of the eight major tribes of the demon race, she rose in the Six Realms with endless killing, but she didn't want to be hurt by a love word ten thousand years later to kill her parents, and bear thousands of people who followed the demon race! ”
After saying these words, she raised her hands hard, slowly formed an extremely complex spell, looked at the opposite side of the Demon River with the breath of silence and death, and gave everything she had for her people: "My sister-in-law, with the only remaining divine soul as a sacrifice, pour the demon blood of the whole body into the Demon River and turn it into stagnant water, and build a protective water for all my demon people, those who are not demons, those who enter the water will die!"
The words of sacrifice fell, and the blood and qi in the body of the woman in red quickly dissipated, and the blood turned into blood-colored light and dispersed into the already churning and roaring demon river, and the pitch-black river was filled with the breath of death, stirring up one after another blood-red waves. No one saw that the moment these blood-red rays were injected, there was also a transparent streamer that also entered the black water that was already surging and endless!
"You!" Hongyu, who realized that something was wrong, came to the woman in red with a flash of thought, wanting to give the last break to the person who refused to stop when he was dying. But the palm wind was quickly masked, and a figure wrapped in darkness tightly hugged the figure that fell down, and the volley palm also returned the favor. The last breath of the man in his arms struggled to support the eyes that were about to close, and the sadness and despair faded, and she smiled with relief at the last moment of her life, and she wanted to caress the face of the man who had arrived at the last moment, but in the end she helplessly lowered her hand, which was shriveled by the loss of the sacrifice.
"Shan Shan, live well!" the soft voice dissipated in the roaring wind.
Yan Shan looked at the person in her arms who was only left with the thin and ugly body, tears slowly falling down the wind, faintly looking, also blood red. His heart, which he was born for her, was numb to pain at the moment, and he didn't know how he would live after losing the love of his life, and how he would spend those long and endless years.