Shock: The love letter was sent to the empress by mistake

"What is this?"

Looking at the scene in the sky, You Qian couldn't help but be slightly absent-minded for a moment.

Because in her impression, Chu Qingyue seemed to stay in the appearance of the little girl who had just changed from crying every day to practicing seriously.

And now, the sweet and resentful conversations and actions between Nie Chen and Chu Qingyue seemed to be able to sweeten people's hearts.

You Qian realized that Chu Qingyue was no longer the pitiful child. Not only did she become a powerful emperor, but she also had an enviable love.

"Really, such a sweet love, not afraid of making people jealous."

You Qian couldn't help but murmur, but there was a slight smile on the corner of her mouth.

In that smile, there was clearly a heartfelt relief.

After leaving Lanchuan Continent, she was also worried that Chu Qingyue, who was overly eager to become stronger, would one day enter the realm of the emperor, but be so cold and arrogant that no one could approach her.

But now, this worry has been completely dispelled.

Because in the sweet behavior of the two, You Qian has been completely relieved.

She knew very well that the feeling was so sincere that it seemed to have no flaws.

Holding the sword in her hand, You Qian, whose spiritual energy had been somewhat exhausted, seemed to have rekindled her strength in an instant.

She looked at the countless blood-colored souls surging over. Although she was petite, there was no fear in her eyes.

The crown on her head emitted a faint blue light, which came from the suppression of ghosts by the royal family of the underworld.

Today, no matter what, she will stay here and will never retreat.

"Roar!"

Whether they felt the danger of the sword or You Qian's contempt, those blood-colored souls seemed to be more furious than before.

A more gloomy ghost aura spread, and those blood-colored souls suddenly increased their speed and began to rush towards the Netherworld Dynasty.

The Netherworld Dynasty's ghost soldiers originally numbered a million, majestic and majestic.

But in this battle that has lasted for nearly a month, a large number of ghost soldiers were killed, and many were infected by blood, and even followed those souls to attack the Netherworld Dynasty.

Seeing their former comrades fall or become enemies, and being forced to retreat step by step.

Even those ghost soldiers who had originally made up their minds to be loyal to the princess felt deeply powerless.

With their strength, they could no longer save this situation.

At this moment, even the princess who rushed into the siege alone could not be protected.

If this continues...

The crown on You Qian's head exudes the oppression of the royal family of the underworld, but the ghost soldiers know very well that even the princess's spiritual power is becoming increasingly exhausted.

I'm afraid it won't be long before this last line of defense will be completely defeated.

The Netherworld Dynasty, which has stood in the underworld for countless tens of thousands of years and once controlled countless souls to pass through the rebirth, is likely to be completely destroyed today...

The mood of despair and pessimism spread, and no matter how unwilling they were to believe it, the ghost soldiers could no longer save this situation that was constantly collapsing.

They knew very well that the ending was difficult to change.

But at this moment, even You Qian's power was weakening, and she felt completely powerless to fight, falling into deep helplessness and self-blame.

The sword intent that had been brewing in the sky finally broke out at this moment.

"Boom!"

It was like a thunder in early spring, which could revive all things.

A roaring sound almost caused the entire land within a thousand miles of the Netherworld Dynasty to tremble.

More importantly, the sharp and murderous sword intent, whether it was a living being or a ghost, would feel the fear trembling from the deepest.

At this moment, Nie Chen's eyes were already looking at the ground.

There was a holy golden light in his eyes. Nie Chen had no sword in his hand, but the endless sword intent condensed into the shape of a sword.

This sword, which was only made of hurricane, exuded a spirit that was far superior to ordinary heavenly magic weapons.

[Kaitai Sword]

In this sword, Nie Chen and Chu Qingyue's understanding of the sword was condensed at the same time.

And the sword will be infinitely expanded and gathered in the strongest attack.

The power of this sword will be enough to exceed the imagination of any existence.

Even the great emperor will be far behind.

The wind swept, and the sky changed drastically.

Two rays of light green and gold were reflected on the invisible sword in Nie Chen's hand at the same time.

There were bursts of wonderful fragrance in the air, as if it came from the eternal mystery.

Even the soul without five senses can sense this breath, and even seem to feel that the surrounding space is trembling and twisting under the pressure, emitting extremely hot temperatures.

The power of the emperor?

No, this is a far more terrifying attack than the great emperor!

"Is this the Kaitai sword?"

The sword in his hand became more and more majestic and terrifying, and even Nie Chen felt a little difficult to control.

The ancient method rewarded by the system is indeed mysterious, but it can bring out the power of this sword to such an extent.

In addition to her own sword intent, the strength of the empress's sword intent is even more unimaginable.

The repaired Nirvana Phoenix Sword has become a heavenly magic weapon, but its sense of oppression is still far less than the ink-stained bamboo sword in Chu Qingyue's hand.

It seems that not only the empress has a transcendent comprehension ability, but the bamboo sword in her hand also has unimaginable mystery.

However, the study of the bamboo sword should be put aside for later. At this moment, the sword intent is sufficient, and it is time to cut this sword.

A sharp look flashed across Nie Chen's eyes. He no longer hesitated, and the sword intent formed by two rays of light in his hand faced the vast land.

From top to bottom, he slashed down with an extremely decisive sword.

Above was the dim and vast sky, and below was the endless vast land.

But this sword seemed to be able to cut through the sky and destroy all obstacles.

Anyone who blocked it, die!

The word "sword" has spanned through the ages.

Since ancient times, countless cultivators have been eager to pursue its ultimate.

But at this moment.

Thousands of sword intents seemed to be condensed on this sword.

The long galaxy that spanned the sword path flowed slowly, and the end point of convergence was right here.

The wind was blowing, and the sword energy was awe-inspiring.

Wherever the solemn and ancient sword energy swept, everything would be cut and shattered.

At this moment, even the soul controlled by the blood color looked up at the sky in astonishment, filled with inexplicable fear.

But it was too late to escape.

The sword energy, which was condensed with light blue and golden light, slashed down majestically.

Wherever it passed, the space shattered and the sky was broken.

The huge sky seemed to be torn apart by it.

Like the roar of a dragon, like the roar of a beast.

The voice of endless majesty echoed in this vast sky.

And this sword also slashed down majestically.

"Boom!"

The earth broke and the rocks shattered.

The underworld shook, and the mountains and rivers roared.

The army of millions of souls that filled the earth and fought were torn into a crack by this sword.

In an instant, countless souls were instantly scattered, and they were completely gone!