The chanting of the scriptures in the hundreds of temples in Jiankang is louder and grander.

The Buddha's light in the sky almost formed the substance, and many non-existent and gentle forces, like a sea of thousands of trickles, continued to converge towards a person.

This person is Xiao Yan.

As countless gentle vitality passively stacked towards him, his body became more and more inflated.

He was still a long way away from Ziyun and the Empress Dowager's battle group, but when his aura continued to expand, everyone in the killing game also sensed his aura, and many cultivators in the city really didn't know until this time that the original emperor Xiao Yan was the closest to the Empress Dowager in this city, like the Demon Sect and Ziyun.

As the ruler of the Southern Dynasty, the emperor should not have made a move, nor did he need to.

However, today's changes are far beyond his imagination, even at this time, countless vitality passively converged on his body, and he became more powerful than ever, but his state of mind was like a stormy sea fluctuating.

His mood was too chaotic, so he was slower than usual.

He could choose to make a move against Ziyun at this time, or he could choose to make a move against the Demon Sect, and he might even leave Wu Guzhi, who had the lowest cultivation among those people, but at this moment, he still chose to make a move against the Demon Sect.

Because he felt that his mother was under real threat of death.

And he knew very well that after the Chen family rebelled, more people from the Southern Dynasty would make a choice, and he could win some people on his side as much as possible by killing the Demon Sect.

Of course, he needs the queen mother who is the only saint in the world to live.

When the Demon Sect met Wu Guzhi again, the Demon Sect was full of emotion, his true yuan was changing, and he was moving towards an unprecedented road, but time seemed to go backwards, making the Demon Sect think

And the same is true of Xiao Yan at this time.

It has been nearly ten years since he raised troops to overthrow the old dynasty and ascend the throne, and ten years is a very long time for ordinary people, and for those who sit on the throne, these ten years are even more troublesome, and countless problems to be solved are even longer.

At this time, Xiao Yan's thoughts were also like going back in time, he seemed to have returned to when he first started the army, he was ambitious, but there were enemies everywhere. He relied on his mother like never before, a hidden and powerful being who was ranked among the Three Saints of the Southern Heavens.

After many years, this feeling became less and less.

Especially after the Empress Dowager imprisoned herself in the Huxin Retreat, without relying on her strength, the Southern Dynasties were moving forward steadily and orderly, and they were becoming more and more prosperous.

However, at this time, the feeling of incomparable dependence on her filled his body again.

"Very well, then you will be the first to die. ”

A loud voice rang out.

The voice came from the Queen Mother, but it seemed to come from heaven.

The Buddha's light in the sky converged, the power that separated the city disappeared, and she completely restored the communication between heaven and earth.

The most important thing is that she felt Xiao Yan's choice.

Everyone can betray her, but Xiao Yan can't.

Since many years ago, she knew that Xiao Yan could not agree with her actions, but at this time, she also seemed to go back to many years ago, when she stood behind Xiao Yan and fought.

It's just that unlike then, Xiao Yan is now more powerful than before.

He Xiu and Shen Yue are dead, as long as their mother and son are of the same heart, then in her opinion, no one in this world can defeat her and Xiao Yan.

Her True Yuan erupted endlessly, and the endless Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi rolled down, forming a visible air current, converging towards the palm of her right hand, and then blasting towards the stunning sword light that flew towards her.

What about the natal sword that he cultivated?

He Xiu is dead, this natal sword disciple has his sword intent and strength, but he has no soul at all.

How can this compete with her?

There was a soft clatter.

The sword was a little faster than she had imagined.

Before her hand could grasp the sword, the tip of the sword was already piercing the palm of her hand.

Her palm was like a porcelain shard, and some of the qi and blood that were as clear as gems seeped out of her palm.

However, the sword was finally unable to move forward.

Her hand fell, and she held the sword in her hand.

Rumble!

A loud bang was heard in the distance.

A golden shadow wrapped Xiao Yan and flew towards her and the Demon Sect, this golden giant shadow was like the real Buddha in the legend.

In this city that belongs to her and Xiao Yan, how can it be possible to defeat her and Xiao Yan's alliance?

She held the natal sword of He Xiuxing, who had become a dead thing, and thought indifferently, even He Xiu back then couldn't.

Although Chen Ziyun escaped after all, he was already seriously injured, and he was finally exposed to the world from hiding in the shadows for many years.

Compared to her and Xiao Yan's renewed intimacy and joint battle, this is no longer unacceptable.

However, at this moment, she suddenly felt countless pains.

Countless pains that were more painful than a knife cut stretched from the skin of her body to her flesh and blood, and then deep into her sea of qi.

Countless golden flowers bloomed outside her.

Countless golden flowers are like epiphany flowers with real instant brilliance, constantly living and dying.

However, these flowers were not beautiful in her perception, but rather ugly demons.

These flowers were like countless demon sects pounced on her body, gnawing at her body and eating everything about her.

Her qi and blood, the true yuan in her body, and her power were devoured by these demonic flowers, and they did not dissipate in heaven and earth, these flowers were closely linked to the flowers that were constantly born and destroyed outside the body of the Demon Sect, and these flowers were the Demon Sect.

She felt sick.

Because when she perceived all this clearly, there was no difference between this and the Demon Sect directly pounced on her and gnawed at her body.

Then she felt her deepest fear.

This has nothing to do with cultivation.

The current Demon Sect is like a real demon climbing at the top of the food chain.

Compared with the Demon Sect, she is like a sheep, the strongest sheep, and although the strength of the Demon Sect is not strong enough for her, he is a lion cub, a tiger cub, an existence that is born above her, and at this time, he is rapidly devouring her flesh and blood.

She originally thought that she could wait for Xiao Yan's real arrival, and wait for Xiao Yan's power to really fall.

However, this fear made it impossible for her to wait.

Actually, this is a short time.

Her voice still echoed over the city.

Chen Ziyun had disappeared from her perception, and her words were originally aimed at the Demon Sect.

Originally, she wanted to be the first to kill the Demon Sect.

Rumble!

There was no trace of her in the void.

There were countless white feather-like remnants of vitality and remnants of vitality fluttering in the air.

At this moment, she spewed out all her natal vitality without hesitation.

All the golden flowers that were wrapped around her, all the golden flowers that grew inside her were shattered by her.

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi that poured in endlessly from the surrounding heaven and earth continued to gather in her hand, and as she violently broke through the air, these Yuan Qi gathered on the natal sword of He Xiuxing, who had become a dead thing.

Although this natal sword has become a dead thing, it is still strong enough, and when it gathers her strength at this time, it becomes even more powerful, and it should be the most powerful thing in the world at this time.

Burst!

This sword was stabbed into the sea of Demon Sect's qi by her.

This sword was like a giant hammer, and she smashed it into the depths of the Demon Sect's qi sea.

The sea of Qi of the Demon Sect was pierced in an instant.

His body was also pierced by this incomparable sword aura, and countless fragments of blood and bones erupted from his back.

However, what everyone in this killing game didn't expect was that the Demon Sect did not die.

His sea of qi exploded, and even many organs in his body should have turned into splinters, and even bones were broken.

There should be no cultivator in this world who can withstand such an injury.

All the rest of the cultivators should die instantly.

Yet he did not die.

And he did not lose strength.

Countless golden flowers bloomed in his front and back wounds.

His body was like a sea of golden flowers, and golden flowers kept pouring out of his body.

He smiled with great satisfaction, and his hands fell on the Queen Mother's body.