"Ling'er..." Yun Luoxue's pupils shrank slightly, looking at Xue Ling'er, "Ling'er..."
Her voice was hoarse and hardly had much strength, and the feeling of colic in her heart was like an overwhelming feeling, and she was overwhelmed with breath.
Qianmo Qingcheng's eyes dimmed, and his heart suddenly throbbed, Linger...
Ling'er's quiet sleeping face, dressed in white chiffon, was like a sleeping elf, but lifeless.
For a moment, the villain in the arms of the two of them lost their shape at all.
Yun Luoxue covered her mouth and cried.
She wanted to catch it, but she couldn't catch it no matter how she caught it.
While breathing, the person in his arms completely disappeared, and suddenly there were snowflakes in the sky, one by one, falling towards the human world.
Yun Luoxue was startled, as if she couldn't even breathe.
She stared at the white snowflakes blankly. At that moment, she seemed to see Xue Linger's face unfolding in the snow...
She stretched out her hand to touch, only to find that it was just an illusion.
A trumpet sounded suddenly in the distance, which brought Yun Luoxue's soul to reality.
Qianmo Qingcheng gently wrapped Yun Luoxue's waist, and comforted: "Now, the most important thing is to clean up the Emperor!"
Yun Luoxue instantly seemed to wake up, listening to the sound of the horn in the distance.
That is the two worlds of gods and demons are almost unable to resist, the sound of first aid horns...
Her eyes flashed sharply, "Go!"
Qian Mo Qingcheng looked at Yun Luoxue's strong but holding back, and sighed distressedly.
Then the two people walked towards the source of the sound.
Coming to the junction of the Three Realms, there was already a mess here.
The sound of fighting, the sound of shouting, are continuous.
The gods, the devil, and the undead, the three parties kill you and kill me, each of them is like a red eye, fighting for their own side.
Little Treasure is playing against the three necromancers of the underworld.
And Shen Yu is dealing with some dead spirits together with Bing.
Not far away, on a black cloud, a black-robed man stood proudly, his eyebrows leaking domineeringly, his eagle-like eyes slowly scanned the war below.
Qianmo Qingcheng and Yun Luoxue looked at each other, and rushed to the opposite side of Heiyun.
A middle-aged man stood against the wind, his handsome face was bloodthirsty and contempt, more cunning.
He raised his eyelids and glanced at the two people in front of him, Jie Jie's laughter suddenly sounded, "Magic Ancestor, Heavenly Emperor?"
Keep the four words tightly, disdain, arrogance, and contempt, all emotions are displayed along with these four words.
"The Emperor of the Underworld, in the name of the Emperor of Heaven, and on behalf of the Demon Ancestor, I will formally send you a statement of war. Three days later, the gods and demons will fight to the death.
Yun Luoxue stood arrogantly with her chest tall, and a deep coldness appeared in her stern eyes.
The Emperor Hades raised his eyebrows, seemingly disdainful: "It's up to you?"
"Just rely on me!" Yun Luoxue's lips lightly opened, falling to the ground with a cold color.
"What qualifications do you have to submit to this seat
Now that you are not my opponent in the underworld, will this seat stupidly give you three days to replenish your energy and give me a fatal blow to the underworld? "
The black-robed man showed a mocking smile, coldly and contemptuously.
Yun Luoxue didn't care, she hadn't spoken yet.
Qianmo Qingcheng's calm voice resounded across the world: "Does the dignified Underworld Emperor dare not even accept the battle book? There is no courage at all, what do you use to unify the three realms
Since the Emperor Underworld is sure to win, why are you afraid of this little war book
Three days later, if the two worlds of the gods and demons are defeated, the demon's ancestor and the heavenly emperor will hand in hand.