The next second, she jumped up. The air was instantly filled with the heavy scent of cherry blossoms, and thousands of cherry blossom petals were flying in the air.
She was holding a flashy sword, amidst fire, thunder and lightning. In an instant, he became the focus of everyone.
"Ah! You finally showed up -" Demon Lord roared excitedly, even his eyes could see fire.
Anger, unwillingness, and hatred were all intertwined together, with cold murderous intent and a strong smell of blood permeating the air.
If it hadn't been for her and Mo Baici a hundred years ago, how could the mighty Demon Lord of the Blood Demon Palace have been sealed in the secret realm of time and space in the boundless land for a hundred years.
If it hadn't been for the sudden fall of some powerful spiritual power, and the weakening of the seal after a hundred years, it would have been impossible for him to come out of the seal.
Now, we finally have a chance to avenge this century-old revenge!
"Father, please let me fight for you!" Su Qingxie stepped forward with a profound meaning between his eyebrows.
"Brother Qingxie, I'll accompany you—" Meng Ling pursed her lips and looked at him worriedly.
Mengling is the only daughter of Lord Dongzhishan Mengmo. She is Su Qingxie's playmate since childhood, and she will also be... his wife in the future.
This marriage has been decided by the Demon Lord and the Dream Demon since birth, a baby marriage belonging to the demon world.
"No… "
"Okay-" Su Qingxie was about to refuse, when the Demon Lord roared, and said with bloody joy in his eyes: "Let me show you your two swords together!"
Luo Qingchen waved his sleeves, his eyes were extremely cold, and his thin lips whispered: "Let's go together—"
As soon as she finished speaking, she held the flashy sword and attacked directly in the direction of Su Qingxie. Although the force is heavy, it is not fatal.
"Brother Qingxie, let me help you." Meng Ling shook the green bell and flew into the air. The bells are crisp and sweet, but they give people a sense of trance.
"Ding-dang-" Luo Qingchen felt the sound of the bell penetrate through layers of defenses and reach directly into her mind.
The scene in front of him was like a mist, as if a ray of illusory power was operating around him.
In the dreamland, the breeze was blowing, and the boy in white stood with his back to her under a cherry blossom tree.
So quiet, so beautiful...
"Don't listen—" Su Qingxie saw that she looked a little confused and deliberately attacked in his direction. During the fight, he whispered two words in her ear.
With a wave of the long sword in her right hand, a layer of skin was broken on her wrist. The bright red blood slowly flowed out, with a slight pain.
Luo Qingchen was solemnly awake, a light pink light surrounded the fingertips of her right hand, and attacked in the direction of the dream spirit's weapon.
"Ding Bell—" The green bell was knocked directly to the ground, and the mist-like illusion in front of him suddenly disappeared.
She frowned slightly, looking at Su Qingxie in front of her with confusion in her eyes.
The next second, before she could react. Su Qingxie was already attacking in her direction, and she jumped away with a light step.
"Surrender! You can't beat my father!" Amidst the fire and lightning, she heard Su Qingxie say anxiously, and even her moves became so messy.
For a moment, she frowned and her heart skipped a beat. He raised his right hand slightly, surrounded by layers of golden light from the exquisite ring.
"Bang—" She broke through Su Qingxie's defense and hit his chest with a palm, using five levels of spiritual power.
Neither light nor heavy, but at least it would prevent him from participating in this war.
"I don't mind reciting the ancient ritual incantation again." She narrowed her eyes, memories rolled in her mind, and she was surrounded by layers of cherry blossom petals. (To be continued)