When she was crossing the catastrophe, when she borrowed the power of the sky thunder to use the sword that destroyed the world, the beauty was suffocating.

He was fascinated by it.

He will definitely protect such a beautiful beauty and prevent anyone from coveting it.

Luo'er's beauty will always belong to him alone.

Ling Luo's lips curled into a pleasant smile, her beautiful eyes were shining, she looked at her husband, and said, "Yu, I succeeded."

It is even more hopeful to be promoted to Martial King and to break through the void.

In other words, her day of revenge is getting more and more hopeful.

Xuanyuan Yu stretched out a hand, gently pinched his wife's nose, a pair of extremely beautiful peach blossom eyes with a three-point smile and seven-point doting, said: "Success, really worthy of my Luo'er .”

Ling Luo's happiness was far more than that.

Today, I was able to take advantage of the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation to give that witch named Xin Kui a hard lesson, which is truly a joy.

The power of Lei Yanhuang Blade has gradually dissipated.

The intense heat wave in the air has also faded a lot, and the vision is already visible.

Ling Luo turned her head and looked at the place where she used the Lei Yanhuang Blade just now, but unexpectedly found another person.

It's the scarred man from the demon world.

An Yi was lying on Xin Kui's body at this moment, blocking [-]% to [-]% of the attacks for her.

As the fourth elder of the Demon Realm, An Yi's cultivation has reached an unimaginable level. If a mere human being advances to my king's Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, nothing will happen to him.

An Yi hugged his younger sister, stood up slowly, his face was very pale, he coughed lightly, and blood flowed down his lips.

he got hurt.

An Ding fixedly stared at Ling Luo without saying a word.

For so many years, few people have been able to hurt him.

The last time he was injured was during the battle between gods and demons, he faced Mansha's apprentice Ming Xiche. After that devastating battle, both sides were injured, and the two ended in a tie.

The scar on An Yi's face was left at that time.

"elder brother?"

Xin Kui originally thought that she was going to die, but she raised her head in amazement, her eyes were full of tears, and she looked at her brother.

She couldn't help stretching out a hand, and gently wiped away the blood from the corner of his lips, the tears in her eyes became more and more turbulent.

"Woooooo, brother, I'm sorry, it's all my fault." Xin Kui was already sobbing.

"It's...it's okay." An Yi took a deep breath, his lungs couldn't restrain the pain, "It's good to go back and raise it, don't rush up so recklessly next time, do you hear me?"

Demons are very emotional, especially family.

An Yi's parents were killed by members of the Heavenly Sacred Alliance during the last battle between gods and demons. He raised Xin Kui with his own hands, and his blood is thicker than water.

"But brother, I..." Xin Kui was still crying, with her hands on her face, but she didn't dare to touch her face, looking very painful, "I was made into such a ghost by that Ling Luo , my skin was scorched black, I am not beautiful anymore, woo woo woo—"

"It's okay." An Yi sighed softly, stretched out a hand, embraced his sister's shoulders, and pulled her back quickly in the direction of Bisuo City, saying, "Go back to recuperate first, and then go Take the Fountain of Life from the main city of Fuyuki, and then your face and skin will be restored."

"Yeah!" Xin Kui snuggled into her brother's arms and nodded heavily, like a helpless and well-behaved little girl.

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