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

The azure sword light was extremely sharp, tearing the space apart directly.

The biting cold wind it brought made people feel as cold as falling into an ice cave.

The imperial power was mighty and fierce.

Although this sword was simple and unadorned, just a sword energy, it seemed to have the power to sweep across everything!

Even the space in front of him was torn apart by it, but Emperor Qiu Yan seemed to have no regard for it and just raised his arm.

Just above her, a red string appeared in the air.

But this string, which looked extremely thin, collided with the sword effortlessly.

"Boom!"

The aftermath of the strong explosion drifted around, and even the surface of the Forgetful River was shaken by a wave of aftermath.

But this sword was blocked, and it could even be considered effortless.

Even though Chu Qingyue did not use too much power in the previous sword, even the great emperors on the Lanchuan Continent could hardly block her sword so easily.

It is obvious that even if the body is destroyed, the strength that Emperor Qiu Yan has retained is still extremely terrifying.

More importantly, the faint blood-red light emanating from her eyes seems to be increasing her strength invisibly.

Nie Chen took a step forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Chu Qingyue, but he seemed to have no sense of the critical situation at all.

Instead, he smiled slightly:

"Wife, let your husband help you."

Chu Qingyue, who finally recovered her body, couldn't help but pout her lips slightly and looked at Nie Chen with resentment.

The battles of the great emperors have always liked to be alone, and there has never been anyone in Lanchuan Continent who is qualified to fight side by side with Chu Qingyue.

But even when facing Emperor Qiu Yan, for some reason, when Nie Chen walked to Chu Qingyue's side, she couldn't help but feel a little relieved.

"Humph!

In this case, then this emperor will give you a chance to defeat her together like last time in the Imperial Mausoleum."

Chu Qingyue raised her head slightly at a 30-degree angle, as if she didn't care.

But Nie Chen was already familiar with that arrogant and coquettish expression.

"Well, I will reluctantly help you then."

With a teasing smile, Nie Chen stood beside Chu Qingyue.

When they faced Emperor Qiu Yan, the momentum of the two changed at the same time.

The Emperor Bell rang again, and Chu Qingyue held the hilt of the sword and remained silent for a long time.

But when the sword was slashed, the awe-inspiring aura burst out in an instant.

At this moment, the virtual image of the bamboo sword behind Chu Qingyue suddenly increased several times.

And the sword energy that was slashed out rose from the ground, as if it could penetrate the sky and reach the sky.

Wherever it was slashed, all obstacles would be cut in half.

The majestic Emperor Bell rang in the sky, and it actually added a layer of golden light to the sword energy.

Crossing the space, this sword, blessed by the Emperor Bell, burst out with a momentum that was several times more magnificent than before.

Nie Chen also attacked at the same time.

The golden giant's Dharma image emerged, like a high mountain, suppressing down.

The sacred and majestic aura exuded by the "Golden Sun All Over the Sky" phantom covering the surface even made Emperor Qiu Yan's eyes slightly widen.

Chu Qingyue's strength is indeed strong, and it is even difficult for her to believe that there is still a great emperor with such strength hidden in Lanchuan Continent.

But compared with him, Nie Chen made her more afraid.

Even though his strength is slightly inferior to that of Empress Qingyue, the sacred aura that burst out when Nie Chen raised his palm actually has a restraint on ghosts from the source.

The hot and scorching golden light like the rising sun actually made her feel the trembling of fear in the depths of her soul.

"Strange, what is it..."

Emperor Qiu Yan's eyes flashed with a clear and unbelievable look, but soon, a deeper blood light enveloped her eyes.

The bloody smell emanating from her body made her look even more furious and violent.

"With just this little ability, you want to trap me?"

The last trace of consciousness seemed to be almost swallowed up.

At this moment, Emperor Qiu Yan was almost completely swallowed up by desire.

All she wanted was to completely break the reincarnation order of Lanchuan Continent and the Underworld.

For this reason, she didn't even care about making any crazy moves.

This time, seven strings appeared in the air at the same time.

The seven strings emitted seven colors of light at the same time, and the majestic spiritual power was covered with a faint blood light.

It was this strange blood red that caused the power on the seven strings to surge in a completely different way.

After the death of the body, only one soul remained. Over the years, Emperor Qiu Yan's strength has gradually declined.

But it was with the help of the Dragon Blood Array that she was able to exert nearly half of her strength in her lifetime.

Even when facing Chu Qingyue, who was at the top of the emperor's strength, she still seemed to be at ease.

Emperor Qiu Yan's eyes were filled with bloodshot anger, and the seven strings of the zither shone brightly.

The golden Dharma image and the bamboo sword energy, two majestic auras, came at the same time like a surging wave.

But when they hit the strings, it was like hitting an indestructible barrier.

Even though the seven strings trembled under the strong impact, they still completely withstood the two attacks.

Moreover, the blood color on the strings was so bright that it seemed to have a faint tendency to counterattack upwards.

The seven strings were originally heavenly magic weapons refined by Emperor Qiu Yan. As the spiritual objects born from heaven and earth, they are full of holy aura.

The seven strings have seven colors of light, which makes people feel awe.

But at this moment, the originally brilliant seven colors on the strings are almost completely covered by rich blood red.

As if struggling, these seven strings, which were originally regarded as sacred heavenly magic weapons, are twisting in the air like earthworms.

Under the cover of blood light, they look extremely hideous and ugly, and they are completely different from the appearance recorded in the legends of Lanchuan Continent.

"Just relying on you two juniors, you also want to defeat me?

Empress Qingyue and your strange physique, it seems that you are just like this!"

As if the last few remaining wisps of consciousness have been almost devoured, Emperor Qiu Yan's angry roar has completely lost the calm and elegant maintenance at the end.

Whether it is the bloodthirsty eyes or the voice, there is chilling hysteria.

Her eyes were already dyed scarlet, and the look she gave Nie Chen and Chu Qingyue was clearly filled with greed and killing, wanting to kill them completely right here.

But just as the seven strings twisted ferociously under her control.

Emperor Qiu Yan suddenly noticed that Nie Chen and Chu Qingyue didn't seem to care about the failure of the attack.

Instead, they looked at each other in the gap between the scattered waves of air, and even seemed to have a smile full of trust...