Chapter 832: When Gods Fight, Mortals Suffer

The identity of the Xian'er in front of him was difficult to distinguish from friend and foe, so Lin Fengmian did not dare to put away the Heaven Avoidance Technique rashly, lest Luo Xue's existence be exposed.

"I'm Ye Xuefeng, I'm just a mortal!"

Xian'er frowned slightly and said, "A mortal? Then why do you know the Evil Emperor Technique? Can you still use my immortal essence?"

Lin Fengmian didn't expect that she actually knew the Evil Emperor's Technique, and couldn't help but hesitated: "You know the Evil Emperor's Technique?"

Xian'er hummed softly and looked at him.

"So, who are you?"

Lin Fengmian's mind turned and he asked: "What does the fairy think?"

He was really curious about what kind of existence he and Luo Xue were in the eyes of Xian'er today.

Xian'er looked at him seriously, the confusion and confusion in her eyes became more and more intense, and finally she shook her head helplessly.

"You have the Evil Emperor Technique and the Heaven-avoiding Technique. My strength is greatly reduced now and I really can't see through it, but you should be the same as me."

Lin Fengmian frowned and asked, "Am I the same as you?"

Xian'er nodded and said: "You are an immortal just like me..."

But before she finished speaking, a green light poured down from the sky, followed by a beautiful voice.

"After all, I came too late. Due to some strange combination of circumstances, the underworld ghost fetus was born!"

Lin Fengmian looked up and saw a crack opening in the sky, and Qionghua Supreme stepped out of it.

He couldn't help but feel a little unwilling. Is he the immortal of immortals or the ancestor of innate beings?

Xian'er looked at Qionghua Supreme and said with a faint smile: "Qionghua, what a coincidence that you came here?"

Supreme Qionghua smiled slightly and said: "Feng'er, when you see me as your master, you don't even call me master?"

Xian'er responded calmly: "It depends on whether you are worthy of me calling you Master!"

A chill flashed in her eyes, and she suddenly took steps, turning into a blood shadow and shooting straight into the sky.

The Weeping Blood Sword in her hand shone with a strange light, and she slashed towards Qionghua Supreme high in the sky.

This sword gathered the endless power of gods and demons. Wherever the tip of the sword was, the space was torn apart, making a deafening roar.

Qionghua Supreme just smiled indifferently, hooked her fingers lightly, ripples appeared in the air, and an ancient long sword appeared in her hand.

She moved her wrist slightly, and the Immortal Killing Sword cut through the void, confronting Xian'er's Weeping Blood Sword.

The two swords intersected, bursting out with extremely bright light, accompanied by a deafening loud noise.

Xian'er was shaken by this powerful force, and her body flew backwards involuntarily, and finally stood firmly in the void.

She stood in the air and looked at Qionghua Supreme coldly. The rich ghost energy and blood energy around her gathered into an ocean as deep as an abyss.

Qionghua Supreme had a faint smile on his face, and powerful auras emanated from his body, forcing the blood out.

The two equally magnificent people looked at each other from a distance, and their breaths collided with each other, causing ripples that were visible to the naked eye.

The surrounding space was distorted like ripples on the water's surface, and the ancient ruins of gods and demons seemed to be cut into two completely different worlds by this force.

Qionghua Supreme chuckled and said: "Feng'er, you seem to have a lot of resentment towards me as a teacher?"

"Instead of wasting your time and strength fighting against my master, you should think about how to survive this catastrophe."

Xian'er said calmly: "I don't want to survive this catastrophe, are you so worried about me destroying the ghost fetus of Huangquan?"

Qionghua Supreme smiled and said: "Of course, after all, you are the first disciple I raised personally!"

Xian'er's pretty face was slightly cold, and she said indifferently: "Qionghua, what are you planning so hard?"

Qionghua Supreme glanced at the two curious babies below with their ears pricked up, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Want to know? If you beat me, I'll tell you!"

Xian'er was not surprised and said in a cold voice: "Qionghua, although this is not what I wanted, you ultimately ruined my birth."

"Should you repay this cause and effect?"

After she finished speaking, afterimages flew out of her body, and the sword light pierced the sky, stabbing Qionghua Supreme with a mysterious and mysterious aura that was indescribable.

Qionghua Supreme's eyes became a little more solemn, but he still smiled and said: "You have been chasing me for so many years, and you still can't get over it?"

The tiny sword energy around her body wound around her like a nimble dragon, forming an airtight sword net that forced back the incoming afterimages one by one.

Xian'er was as cold as frost, slowly raising the Weeping Blood Sword in her hand, tapping the tip of the sword lightly, as if it resonated with some mysterious force between heaven and earth.

In an instant, the color of the world changed, a biting cold wind roared from behind her, and the branches and leaves of the Underworld Demon Tree danced crazily.

The dark wind howls between heaven and earth, as if there are endless resentful souls roaring with grief and anger. This is the wind of death that comes with the underworld ghost fetus.

Xian'er sighed quietly, as if she was grieving for this dead ghost, and also seemed to be grieving for her current appearance.

The Weeping Blood Sword in her hand pointed directly at the sky, the sword energy in her body rose into the sky, and the sinister wind wrapped around her body.

The bloody light of the Weeping Blood Sword flourished, and the cracks on the sword spread rapidly, and then suddenly spread out, turning into countless streaks of black and red blood extending toward the sky.

Between the heaven and the earth, the energy of gods and demons surged. They seemed to be pulled by invisible forces and gathered crazily towards the sky.

The scene is like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea, it is extremely spectacular, forming a strange scene like a dragon sucking water, which makes people marvel at it.

Just above this turbulent sea of ​​resentment, a huge blood-red sword slowly rose.

It was surrounded by rich black energy, and the tip of the sword pointed directly into the sky.

The sword energy was so strong that even the thunderclouds of the impending calamity trembled, as if they would be dispersed at any time.

Xian'er tightly grasped the giant sword, her long hair fluttering in the wind, but her bloodshot eyes looked at the Supreme Qionghua with extraordinary determination.

The Supreme Qionghua smiled slightly and said, "It's a little interesting, but not much!"

She held the sword upright in front of her, and her slender jade fingers gently slid across the sword body, and suddenly, the sword body lit up with dazzling light.

With the action of the Supreme Qionghua, the sword energy around her instantly became ten thousand times denser, as if it were real.

These sword beams gathered into a sea behind her, raising layers of huge waves, covering the sky and the sun, as if they were going to swallow up the whole world.

Lin Fengmian, who was below, witnessed this scene, and his heart was shaken and his heart was extremely shocked.

He had never seen such a magnificent and vast sword energy that could completely cover the sky, surging like a tsunami.

The sword energy of these two people did not have so many fancy techniques, but it contained a powerful force that made people's heart palpitate.

The Supreme Qionghua was the last to arrive, and was the first to swing the Immortal-killing Sword. The sea of ​​sword energy behind him raised layers of huge waves and surged towards Xian'er.

Seeing this, Xian'er shouted and slashed down with the giant sword in her hand.

The sword was so strong that it seemed as if the pillar of heaven collapsed, and it slashed down fiercely with endless gloomy wind and tsunami-like sword energy.

Xian'er's giant sword broke through the layers of huge waves, but the sword energy of the Supreme Qionghua was like the back waves pushing the front waves, layer upon layer, and constantly superimposed.

The two sides were deadlocked, and the sword energy continued to fall down, wreaking havoc in the ancient ruins of gods and demons, destroying everything it encountered.

Huangquan was blasted with towering water columns by the sword energy, and the wronged souls who were accidentally hit by the sword disappeared in an instant, without even a trace left.

The sea of ​​flowers on the other shore was not spared, and the petals flew like snow.

The flower demon on the other shore trembled and said with a sad face: "I didn't do anything wrong. When the gods fight, mortals suffer!"

Lin Fengmian quickly stretched out his hand to open the barrier to block the sword energy that was smashing down like a storm.

He couldn't help but secretly complain, is this the Supreme?

It's also fortunate that this battle took place in the ancient ruins of gods and demons, most of which are immortal gods and demons.

Otherwise, with the aftermath of this battle, some lucky audiences can be randomly selected and sent to the underworld for a tour.

The sword energy in the sky stalemate for a moment, Xian'er did not lose the wind, but the Blood-Crying Sword in her hand could not hold on.

The Blood-Crying Sword is not a divine weapon after all, and it is still much weaker when facing the Immortal-Slaying Sword.

In the end, it broke into pieces with a roar and dissipated with the wind.

The tsunami-like sword energy continued to surge towards Xian'er.

She raised the scabbard of the Mitian Sword in her hand to tear the sea of ​​sword energy, but more and more swords broke through the defense of the Mitian scabbard.

After a moment, a golden light suddenly flew out from the sea of ​​swords, like an angry dragon coming out of the sea, rushing towards Xian'er with a strong killing intent.

Xian'er's face changed slightly, and she hurriedly raised the scabbard to cut it, but failed to block the golden light.

The Immortal-Slaying Sword, with an unstoppable momentum, knocked her out with one blow, and endless sword energy surged.

However, when they approached Xian'er, they suddenly became soft, blowing gently across her face like a spring breeze.