The Demon King Chuyan was knocked down by the sword energy brought by the golden dragon, and looked at the person holding the Queen Qingqiu in the air, wearing purple clothes and silver hair without wind. It was like a shock, especially in front of him, Cang He's flickering illusory sword shadow, every time this sword shadow flickered, his chest would thump.Chu Yan's face was pale, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and he withdrew his eyes in horror. At this moment, the generals of the Yaoyi clan who had just led an army from the northern wilderness to flank them saw the sudden appearance of the purple-clothed god. After a big change, they retreated quickly, their hands kept forming seals on their bodies, and defensive light curtains appeared in front of them one after another, but almost every time they appeared, they shattered immediately.As the sky filled with sword energy struck from the void, they also spewed out a big mouthful of blood, showing terrifying expressions.

Blood flowed from the corners of the mouths of the tens of thousands of monsters on the battlefield, and their eyes were horrified and inconceivable.

"My lord has not dealt with wars for 10 years, and you have forgotten what kind of style I used to control the life and death of the six realms? Today, the devil brought so many people, could it be that he came to raise swords for me?" Donghua Leng Looking coldly at the mob below, his eyes slowly scanned the crowd, seeming to be sizing up and thinking.

At this moment, it seemed that between heaven and earth, in addition to the coercion that had been pressing on everyone, it was also enveloped by the endless killing aura that soared from Cang He, bringing a strong murderous intent, coming from all directions, revealing a deep feeling. Chill of the bone marrow. 16 years ago, the beheading of ten thousand people by the monster clan is still vivid in my memory. The generals of the two clans of the winged monsters trembled slightly, how dare they ask for trouble in front of the emperor, and quickly led the demon army under their command to kneel down, He said in a trembling voice: "The emperor is above, and the ministers are terrified and dare not make mistakes."

A trace of contempt flashed in Donghua's eyes, and he said lightly: "Oh? Is it because the emperor has just returned to the throne, and people from all over the world rushed over to congratulate me?"

The ghosts and ghosts kneeling below narrowly escaped death, and when they heard that the emperor had found the steps for themselves, they all said yes.Donghua raised his brows lightly, glanced at Chu Yan who was being pressed down by Cang He's sword intent and spit blood on the ground, and snorted coldly: "So the devil is also here to congratulate me?" The magic army held their breath one after another, and the surroundings immediately quieted down. Their eyes, with a hint of pleading and a lot of threats, all looked at Chu Yan.

Chu Yan's eyes showed struggle and unwillingness, but under everyone's gaze, he also knew that there was a huge disparity in strength between himself and Emperor Donghua. At this moment, he could only bear the humiliation and bear the burden, so that the green hills would be left without worrying about firewood. , will be able to make a comeback, gritted his teeth, knelt down on one knee while stroking his chest, was about to speak, when Donghua looked back at the woman in his arms and asked, "What did you say? "

Feng Jiu's head was deeply buried in his chest, and Donghua could clearly feel the rapid heartbeat of the tender body in his arms. From this angle, he could clearly see the red glow on her originally pale face. Yue Sheng, even his neck gradually turned red, but because he had been choking up, his tone was still crying, so he couldn't hear clearly, "He asked me to be his woman."

Donghua looked straight at Chu Yan with cold eyes. Chu Yan didn't know why, so he raised his right hand and pointed to the sky, his eyes flashed coldly, and he said calmly, "You want to marry my woman?"

Chu Yan looked at the woman buried in Donghua's arms in surprise, and wanted to explain in a panic, but before he could open his mouth, the sky of colorful holy light was instantly filled with sword energy, and these sword energy revealed An unimaginable murderous intent flickered across the sky and spun towards Chu Yan. The sound of swords blared uninterruptedly. The position where Chu Yan was located was like the center of a huge vortex. Donghua pointed down, and the sword The air was like a rainbow, and it directly penetrated the blood sword that Chu Yan was holding in front of him. The blood sword trembled a few times, and immediately shattered from the center. A black flame emanated from the sword, silently enveloping the entire body. The blade of the sword quickly turned into ashes, and Chu Yan himself instantly turned into fly ash and disappeared.

As soon as Chu Yan died, the Demon Clan lost the Demon Lord. The happiest thing was that apart from the people from the Celestial Clan, the rest belonged to the generals of the Winged Monster Clan. They looked at each other and immediately understood, and at the same time bowed down in the direction of Donghua , loudly said: "Emperor Godly Power!" Although the faces of the demons were terrified, after a little silence, they bowed in the direction of Donghua one by one, and the meaning was self-evident.

Seeing the thousands of people kneeling and worshiping at his feet, Donghua sneered, raised his head, glanced over, and slid past Mo Yuan and Lian Song, who had just arrived with [-] celestial soldiers, who were stunned with their mouths open. He was still holding a roll of bamboo slips and was jotting down something, and then he looked at the little fox who had been hugging himself all the time, and he sighed helplessly at the two people who were unconsciously proud of the situation that was under the attention of all the people.Although he didn't mind being seen by others as she hugged him all the time, he didn't like such a little fox being looked at by others.Nodding to Ye Hua who was not far away, holding Feng Jiuru in his arms, disappeared over the battlefield in an instant.

Where are you going?Is it the morning palace?Or Qingqiu?Donghua thought about several destinations in his mind, and finally chose the sea of ​​flowers he saw when he returned to his seat. When he landed on the sea of ​​flowers with Feng Jiu in his arms, he was surprised to find that the islands on the sea were so important to him. For both of them, Liuposhan is very familiar.

The colorful holy light in the sky gradually dissipated, and there was silence around them, and no one disturbed them.Cang He was left aside by his master, its scabbard was covered with butterflies, all kinds of spirit beasts hid in the distance and secretly watched the couple, Chongming bird was pecking at its feathers, it seemed to be enjoying the love between heaven and earth peaceful.When it pecked from the left wing to the right wing, it finally heard the man's voice as calm as a bell: "How long will you hold me like this?"

A voice as low as a clear stream said, "Donghua, tell me, this is not a dream."

The man said with a light smile, "Bite the back of your hand to see if it hurts."

Feng Jiu raised a small face full of tears, stared at him motionless, finally mustered up the courage to lower his waist, stood on tiptoe, and lightly bit his lower lip, her starry eyes were still wide open. Hanging in the mist of tears, I never closed my eyes.

A dark color flashed across Donghua's eyes, he lowered his head as if looking at rare treasures, and refused to move his eyes away even a single step, or in other words, she was more precious than rare treasures.Covering her hair with his hands, he smiled softly on her lips: "Jiu'er, I hurt." After stroking her cheek, he took the initiative.

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