Quick Wear: The paranoid beauty grabs the waist and spoils her

"Lady Tsukiji, what's wrong?"

Shuo Yueji pointed her sword straight into the sky and roared: "All the soldiers, listen to my order and set off for the Qiming Hall immediately!"

The god soldiers hesitated: "This... aren't we here to encircle and suppress the demons?"

"Listen to her. Withdraw your troops and return to the Qiming Hall."

"Yes!"

The God Clan soldiers saw Leng Yu coming from the Ruoshui River and immediately turned back after receiving the order.

The demon clan on the other side of Ruoshui River.

"Master Prime Minister, why did the Gods retreat without even fighting?"

"Master Prime Minister, are we going to chase him?"

Xiao Luo gently shook his feather fan and looked far away:

"No need. The God Realm is already in turmoil at this time, and there is no need for us to intervene."

He turned the wildebeest's head and said, "Go back to the Demon City."

"Yes!"

……

God Realm Qiming Hall.

A dark purple vortex appeared in the sky above the main hall. The vortex exuded a terrifying aura, and no one around it dared to approach.

The trees around the entire vortex were also blown down, and the soil flew into the air.

But not far from the vortex were three men.

One of them was wearing a silver-white gold silk dragon robe, but he collapsed on the ground. There were blood stains on the clothes. The gold silk crown was messy, and his hair was messy. His eyes were red and he stared at the gentle-faced man in white not far away. The National Preceptor is none other than the gentle and virtuous current His Majesty Shen Tu:

"Master Imperial Master, what's going on?"

At this time, he was in a state of embarrassment, which was all inseparable from Feng Chenyu's unilateral beating.

Not long ago, he was unwilling to be defeated by Feng Chenyu, who was a hundred thousand years younger than him and whose clan had been wiped out by him, so he led him to the Qiming Palace according to the plan of the Imperial Master.

Feng Chenyu asked him why he wanted to exterminate the Feng clan. He laughed. His answer at that time was:

"As the Lord of the God Realm, I have done everything I have done, so why should I give you a reason? If I have to give a reason, it would be too much or too little."

Feng Chenyu smiled sarcastically when he heard this: "What a mistake is too much! This is indeed in line with your temperament, I am a good uncle!"

Hearing the word "uncle", Shen Tu was a little stunned. He seemed to see the little Fenghuang who had been calling him "uncle" respectfully for 30,000 years, and thought of his first wife, Feng Qiqi, the biological sister of the Feng clan leader.

Sixty thousand years ago, he was just an unpopular prince of the former God Emperor. It was he who designed Feng Qiqi to fall in love with him and use him to help him ascend to the throne of the God Emperor with the help of the Phoenix Clan.

He has always known his purpose. Even if he and Feng Qiqi have been in love for 60,000 years, for that goal, he can give up everything, including the entire Feng clan and her.

What's more, if she knew the truth about the destruction of the Xuanwu and White Tiger clans more than three hundred years ago, he would be even less able to keep her.

Now that he no longer looks at Feng Chenyu's features, he will think of her, and his conscience aches slightly, but it's nothing to mention.

What's more, a hundred thousand years ago, he designed to kill his very talented elder brother of the Shenlong clan who had been protecting him?

That was his half-brother who had been secretly caring for him for more than 30,000 years. He could do it, let alone these?

He is just pursuing a great cause.

He has been deploying this for tens of thousands of years and must not fail.

Shen Tu followed the advice of the Imperial Master and put away the blood essence and holy objects of the White Tiger clan, the blood essence and sacred objects of the Phoenix clan, the blood essence and sacred objects of the Shenlong clan, and the blood essence and Xuanwu armor of the Xuanwu clan. Instantly a formation was activated.

If it hadn't been for the whereabouts of the Xuanwu clan's sacred objects, he wouldn't have replaced it with the Xuanwu clan leader's core Xuanwu armor, but the effect was almost the same.

But what's going on with this dark purple whirlpool that exudes the gloomy evil energy of terror, nothingness, destruction?

When Shen Tu was proud, he was injured by the evil energy and collapsed to the ground, a little scared. His intuition told him that entering this whirlpool would be dangerous, so he hesitated.

After hearing Shen Tu's somewhat flinching question, Su Xingqing began to confuse in a low voice: "This is the supreme power that your Majesty is pursuing! Do you feel it? As long as your Majesty enters, you will become the master of the six realms, and then the entire six realms will be conquered." The world is yours!"

Su Xingqing was still smiling so gently, but Shen Tu felt inexplicably that the national master who had followed him for tens of thousands of years was particularly impressive today.

Shen Tu gritted his teeth and finally took a step towards the whirlpool.

But he didn't expect that this step would ruin his life, which he had worked hard to plan for tens of thousands of years.

Feng Chenyu's mood was a little complicated for a moment.

Looking at the purple vortex, he felt a voice calling him from the bottom of his heart, asking him to enter.

But he couldn't go in, even though he was subconsciously sure that the whirlpool was not dangerous to him.

But he had an intuition that once he went in, he would never come back, and he would never see his Anan in this world again.

Just when he was thinking of Nanxiang, he saw Su Xingqing smiling, and a strand of black hair appeared in his hand. If you look carefully, the black hair shines faintly red in the sun, which is beautiful and charming.

Xing Xingqing muttered an obscure spell in his mouth, and the strand of black hair stood up instantly, while Feng Chenyu on the side was caught off guard and was pushed into the vortex with the blessing of the spell.

Before entering, Feng Chenyu slapped Su Xingqing with a furious palm.

"court death!"

Due to the backlash of the spell, coupled with Feng Chenyu's palm, Xue Xingqing's seven orifices were bleeding.

His consciousness gradually faded. He held on and saw the vortex quickly closing and disappearing, while the entire sky was shattering piece by piece, as if the entire six realms were about to dissipate into nothingness.

He smiled and finally closed his eyes.

The moment he closed his eyes, he heard a familiar clear and noble voice: "Here, come with me."

……

Nanxiang, who was rushing to the God Realm Qiming Hall, repelled the divine soldiers along the way and cursed all the way.

This was the first time she had seen someone so troubled.

If she had known better, she would not have let him deal with personal matters alone. She should have accompanied him.

Halfway through the walk, Nan Xiang felt that Feng Chenyu's breath was completely gone from this small world, and he had a very dirty word to say in his heart.

This small world is specially designed to defeat her, right?

This little bastard God said that if she didn't kill him properly, he would be sorry for being so angry.

Nan Xiang felt that the small world was collapsing, and felt helpless, but also felt a mysterious sense of excitement.

Its little world is almost gone, and so is it, and this is a good time to slaughter the sheep.

Chun Juan in the system space saw that the small world was collapsing, and he was in a big trough. It was not the master who caused the collapse. Who is so awesome and collapsed this small world?

Although he was complaining, Chun Juan thought that the small world was so dangerous now, and quickly reminded Nan Xiang:

"Master, this little world has collapsed, let's leave quickly."

Nan Xiang raised his hand to signal the spring roll to stop: "No need, I have my own arrangements."

Through the display screen in the system space, Chunjuan saw his master's face calm and calm. Thinking of his master's strength, he felt at ease.

"Okay, I will listen to the master."

As he said this, Chun Juan said worriedly: "But Master, if it really can't be handled, let's leave as soon as possible. It doesn't matter if a mission fails."

Nan Xiang: "Okay."

She raised her head and looked at the large hole in the sky, her lips slightly raised:

"coming."