Chapter 312

At this point, Miss Qilin breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as she could return to the royal city, even without external aid, the fairy kingdom still had hope of resolving the demon chaos in this battle.

But for some reason, even at this point, her mood became a little complicated.

"I owe you another time..."

For some unknown reason, Miss Qilin took a step forward and walked to Luo Wusheng's side, facing him.

With one hand, she gently touched the handsome face of the young man with a strength that would not affect the magic of the demon sect saint.

She suddenly laughed softly: "I really am. Isn't my most reliable helper here during this demon rebellion?"

"If you can survive this disaster safely, the things that happened during the backlash of the mortal world before... as long as they are not exposed, it will be up to you."

"When the royal city is settled, I should tell you some secrets."

"But it's a bit of a pity to be the empress of the emperor's body. If I wasn't worried that the identity of the Six-door Golden Seal Qilin would expose my identity as a mortal body after being superimposed with the title of the empress's biological sister, in fact... it wouldn't be bad to recruit you as a consort?"

"Forget it, I can still be there at that time..."

The words stopped abruptly.

Miss Qilin felt that the space channel behind her had been opened.

If nothing unexpected happened, she would soon fight with the new leader of the demon clan.

According to the calculations in the plan, she, with the power of the three bodies combined into one, plus the power of the immortal soul, and supplemented by some additional factors, has a great chance of winning when facing the new leader of the demon clan.

But plans sometimes can't keep up with changes.

In a fight of that level, anything can happen.

Well, anyway, the space crack has been opened, and the person in front of me has not really woken up yet...

Miss Qilin, approach again.

Dongdong, Dongdong.

The next moment, the lips touched lightly, and then retracted as if electrocuted.

"This, let's do it this time."

The girl, whose breathing was a little chaotic, said to herself, wrapping up the white robe that originally belonged to Luo Wusheng, covering half of her beautiful face and hiding the seductive red glow.

She turned around quickly, not even able to use teleportation, covered her head, and staggered to the place where she sensed the space fluctuation.

Then...

Puff!

"Ah! Who plotted against me... Eh? You look a little familiar?"

The crisp girl's voice sounded out of place.

Miss Qilin was sure that this was not her voice.

"Space changes, what happened... Master, Senior Brother?!"

Another girl's voice, starting to be a little low, seemed to be in a bad mood, but at the last two words, the tone suddenly rose by an octave.

Only then did Miss Qilin come to her senses.

Two girls suddenly appeared in front of her.

One of them wore a wooden sword on her waist, had a broad mind and a peerless appearance.

One of them wore a white dress, like a fairy, but not like the mortal world.

Behind them, a space crack slowly closed... but Miss Qilin did not move.

With her realm, after a brief perception, she discovered something.

This passage can only be entered but not exited, and only one side can pass through it.

Miss Qilin: "..."

So was I too happy before?

And what is the situation now?

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In the space where the Immortal Test Platform is located.

Miss Yan Yao, who is obviously a Taoist body but wearing an emperor's robe, frowned tightly.

The invitation of the immortal soul has reached the last step, but my mortal body has not responded since the memory of social death was transmitted.

Could it be that when I first synchronized the memory with the emperor body, the idea of ​​expelling the mortal body from [me] stimulated the mortal body, causing the mortal body to think that she was really abandoned?

(No, the mortal body is [me] after all, and I won't get angry about such things.)

But if the mortal body doesn't come back...

Miss Yan Yao looked at the sky.

This space, which should be isolated from the outside world, now has a little red light in the vast sky.

"The movements of the new leader of the demon clan are also abnormal... What is it waiting for?"

To be honest, Miss Yan Yao has a bad feeling.

But now the arrow has been drawn, and her mortal body has not really been in trouble. Now she just waits for the mortal body to return and let go.

Thinking so, she looked down again.

Although some people have realized that something is wrong, the battle for the human immortal list is still going on.

It has to go on...because the battle for the human immortal list is originally a part of the ceremony of inviting the immortal soul.

(According to the feedback from the emperor body, the royal city can still hold on for the time being, but once the new leader of the demon clan arrives, the demon clan will inevitably launch a full-scale attack...)

Whether it can stop all this depends on the mortal body... No.

"It depends on him."

In this demon chaos, [my] most critical helper.

Section 1 # Volume 1 # Chapter 459 Perhaps this is the reason? (3k)

Royal City.

The demonic chaos has temporarily entered a state of cessation.

Whether it is the human race or the demon race in the field, they have stopped the idea of ​​attacking.

Between heaven and earth, the boundary that originally divided the battlefield of the Royal City has been broken, and the illusory Royal City hanging upside down in the sky is now only a haze.

In the hazy sky, three golden feathers are wrapped in the phantom of the Peng bird, shuttling in the air, scattering the dense demonic energy like ink, releasing their pressure at the level of incarnation, making the air seem to stagnate.

On the land of the royal city, intricate lines covered the original royal city array, and the power that turned into oil surged out from it, releasing a violent and evil aura, causing ripples to appear in the surrounding space.

This influence seemed to echo the three golden feathers in the sky, and an ominous crack slowly tore open from a corner of the sky above the royal city.

It was just a small crack, but there was a suffocating sense of oppression like the end of the world.

Among the demon clan in the royal city, the low-level demon clan that emerged from the demon formation in the south of the city fell to the ground early.

Immediately after, the Nascent Soul Demon Clan bowed their heads in mid-air, and finally it was the turn of the two great demons, the black bear and the peacock, who were closest to the sky, to make surrender gestures.

"Welcome the Demon Lord!"

The monsters roared in confusion.

Although the existence behind the crack has not yet appeared, the royal city is already filled with demonic aura, as if it has fallen into a demon realm.

Only the Imperial Palace of the Immortal Kingdom and the connected northern area of ​​the royal city were shrouded in a bright golden light and were protected from external evil.

Above the imperial palace, Miss Empress was holding the King's Sword in her hand and her face was pale.

What is different from before is that at this moment, the Human King Sword has been returned to its sheath, and is constantly evolving into the phantom of the vast expanse of sentient beings, mountains, rivers, lakes, seas, sun, moon and stars, blending into the surrounding golden light.

Beside her, the faces of Yun Lei and Yun Lei were full of weakness, but they made secrets with their fingers and transferred their spiritual power to the empress to make up for the other party's consumption.

But even so, with the empress's cultivation, it was still quite difficult to hold up such a golden light curtain formed by the power of the Human King Sword.

"Your Majesty, how long can you last?"

Old Lei Lao looked ugly and asked a question.

Although Miss Empress's face turned pale, she remained calm: "If the demon clan still doesn't make any more moves like this, with the help of the secret method, it can still last for half an hour."

"Your Majesty's mortal body hasn't responded yet?" Mr. Yun frowned.

The empress had vaguely told them that something was wrong with her mortal body.

In response to Mr. Yun's question, Miss Empress shook her head slightly.

"Although there is no response, we should be close to being out of trouble."

In fact, it is not that the mortal body has not responded, but it is better not to say the content of the previous response.

As for getting out of trouble, this is just her speculation... A certain demon sect saint has eliminated the most difficult dangers with his mortal body, so he shouldn't be stuck at the last step, right?

Of course, you should prepare for the worst in everything.

"If there is really no other way... I will carry this immortal soul with my Tao body first."

Miss Empress said: "After that, when the mortal body returns, I can forcibly merge with the mortal body."

"No! This approach will inevitably lead to obsession. Even if it succeeds, it will leave irreversible damage to Your Majesty's body."

Mr. Yun was the first to object: "If that's the case, it's better for me to fight and carry the immortal soul!"

The empress was silent.

Carrying the immortal soul requires conditions.

The name Immortal Soul is actually not very accurate. It is not the soul of an immortal, but the soul of the ancient heaven.

Heavenly Court is a powerful organization that emerged in the last era of ancient times. A group of powerful men with unfathomable cultivation built this behemoth and gave the fairyland a soul.

Ancient scrolls record that in ancient times, monks who were recognized by the soul of heaven would be blessed by the soul of heaven when they were in heaven, and their strength would increase dramatically... Therefore, even the top powers in ancient times were not willing to be in heaven. Fighting with the monks in heaven.

But now that Heaven has fallen into ruins and there are no more Heavenly monks, anyone who wants to borrow the power of the Immortal Soul will inevitably suffer backlash.

Only monks who are in the imperial position and have dragon luck in their bodies can minimize the backlash effect.

Miss Empress supported the Human King Sword and looked at the gradually expanding cracks on the horizon.

"It's okay, I believe him."

She whispered to herself.

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In the north of the royal city shrouded in golden light.

"Fortunately, all the people in the south of the city have been relocated before, and a large number of people have entered the space where the immortals are competing. Otherwise, it would be difficult to squeeze in so many people and monks from the royal city in the north of the city alone."

Wearing a feather-patterned mask, Ye Yao said fairly good news, but his tone was extremely heavy.

His eyes scanned below.

Generally speaking, the people and monks in the royal city were relatively calm.

In fact, if the Monster Clan had directly launched the current formation from the beginning, these people and low-level monks would have been frightened at least half of them... But the seeds planted by the successive advantages against the Monster Clan have already taken root in the hearts of these people. .

Since the Immortal Kingdom is prepared for the previous battle, it should also have means to deal with it later, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

Most people hold this mentality.

Especially the monks who have experienced the low-level battlefield in the south of the city.

They watched helplessly as the demons in the Qi Refining realm acted in all kinds of weird ways in front of them, as if they had been spoiled... Even now, recalling the scene that seemed like demon purgatory, they The excitement in my heart couldn't stop.

Especially since there are still people in the crowd trying to ease the tense atmosphere at this moment.

"Eh? This girl, are you from Qianlong City? This is your first time using the ordinary soldiers of my Magic Weapon Pavilion? Haha, are my ordinary soldiers of the Magic Weapon Pavilion easy to use? This was designed by our Holy Son boss himself!"

"Since you are so discerning, I will secretly tell you a secret... Do you know why our Magic Weapon Pavilion will supply the mortal soldiers of this royal city?"

“There is indeed a transaction factor, but more importantly, it is the relationship between me, the Saint Son, and Her Majesty the Empress! As for what kind of relationship it is, hehehe…”