What is the Experience of Getting Married with the Demon Emperor?

He admitted that he had a fear of touching Xiao Nianqing like death, but there was still a confidence in his heart that supported him.

Because according to that lord's plan, it was already a foolish move for the other party to act so hastily.

"Do it."

The Yumeng envoy said softly.

Followed by that, all the Yumeng monks who were ambushing in every corner of Snow City made their moves.

They didn't sacrifice the magic weapon, let alone stepped forward bravely.

When facing this emperor, they didn't even have the guts to hold a sword, so they could only attack in another way.

Array Scroll.

……

Mysterious light from countless arrays illuminated the entire Snow City.

As if to disperse the haze covering the sky, one after another mysterious and powerful formations suddenly appeared.

Hundreds of rings engraved with Jue appeared on all sides of Xiao Nianqing's body, completely surrounding this emperor.

Trapped array, killing array, phantom array...

All kinds of formations are myriad of mysteries.

Yumeng has prepared a lot for today's battle.

Although these are far inferior to the time when the Jade League launched a general attack and chased down Emperor Zun to Baihua City, they are still a big deal.

Among these formations, some formation masters exhausted their energy and spent months or even a year to draw the superb formations. There are also some famous works of formation masters. Almost every formation scroll can be sold. Offer sky-high prices.

They don't care.

As long as you can give this holy ancestor some small troubles, it will be worth the money.

"Noisy."

Maybe it's because this is Snow City, not Hundred Flowers City.

It may also be because with Chen Anning's ordinary eyesight, she couldn't see Xiao Nianqing so far away.

When the ancestor of the demonic way made a move, the darkness had already dyed half of her face black and distorted.

Since you don't have to worry about being seen by your lover with such a fierce appearance——

She doesn't have to pretend to be a weak woman anymore.

Mosha, which only belonged to Xiao Nianqing, exploded with a bang.

The fifteen trapped formations around were violently shattered by the explosive demon, and then the vast snowstorm rushed forward.

Every snowflake is a sword intent.

Every cold wind is a sword light.

No matter how mysterious the formation technique is, no matter how strong the formation is, it cannot resist the blizzard caused by the magic sword.

The majestic Mosha seemed to have turned into countless black hands, scurrying around wildly and violently, destroying the carefully arranged and mysteriously structured formation at will.

The flames and thunder, mysterious light and sword intent overflowing from the formation were all smashed to pieces by Mo Sha and Xiao Nianqing's wind and snow.

But a few breaths of time.

All the formation scrolls produced by the Yumeng monks were shattered.

There is still only that woman in the sky above Snow City, still only the swaying white snow, and still only the magic sword.

……

"Sure enough."

The envoy on the watchtower heaved a long sigh.

He looked at Xiao Nianqing again as if he was looking at a monster: "The Dao Jun sword energy in his body still has such strength, it is said that the current emperor of the Demonic Dao may be the strongest ancestor in the past, but now it seems that it is also possible it is true……"

Prince Yun's anxious and flustered voice came from behind: "Master Messenger, what should we do now? These formations... the formations we prepared are useless at all! Do we have any other alternatives?"

The messenger looked at the gloomy sky: "At least for now, there is no one or magic weapon in our city who can fight against her."

Prince Yun's face changed suddenly, and he sat slumped on the throne: "What..."

"Don't be impatient." The messenger smiled slightly: "There are some things, you have to take your time."

"For example, now, it should be almost ready."

……

Quiet.

Deathly quiet.

Within Xiao Nianqing's line of sight, there were no other people or other formations or instruments.

Like this, it's over?

That's it?

A trace of doubt flashed in Xiao Nianqing's eyes.

The opponent is Yumeng, so he shouldn't have surrendered so easily.

However, even with Xiao Nianqing's perception, he never noticed the existence of other masters.

Did Yanyan guess wrong?

In fact, they don't have second-stage supporters, so they don't need to be so cautious?

"It's better to be more cautious."

Xiao Nianqing didn't swing the sword directly, it was also out of this consideration.

One is that Chen Anning tried not to hurt the civilians in the city as much as possible.

The second is to guard against the means that the other party may use.

But for the time being, I still have to experiment a little bit.

then.

Xiao Nianqing unhurriedly put away the magic sword Yuxue, and turned his fingertips to be stained with a jet-black demon.

She quickly condensed the spell with her right hand, and a few mysterious lights flashed in her beautiful eyes.

All kinds of mysteries are used indiscriminately like toys in his palm, and those spells that even masters of formations need to study for several years are skillfully and quickly played out one by one in Xiao Nianqing's palm.

Xiao Nianqing's sword was once ridiculed by Yue Dongli as inferior to the ancestor of Daojian Mountain.

The fact is indeed the case, when it comes to the way of the sword, Xiao Nianqing is not as good as the former Dao Jun Saint Ancestor, that's why he was planted with Dao Jun's sword energy and cannot resolve it by himself.

However, she is still known as the strongest holy ancestor realm in the past, and the reason is that.

She is almost omnipotent.

far away.

Chen Anning, who noticed the formation, blinked in surprise: "She knows the formation?"

Brother Gu Xun laughed and echoed: "Of course I will, Lord Emperor's formation skills are not low."

"But I remember she said that she didn't know much about the formation."

Gu Xun also complained about Chen Anning: "What she said [doesn't understand very well] is not much different from your [understand a little bit]."

The corner of Lao Chen's mouth twitched twice, and he muttered: "Then I haven't seen her break through normally."

Gu Xun smiled: "Why do you need to spend time and energy to solve a formation that can be stabbed to death with a single sword?"

Chen Anning was speechless.

……

inside the field.

Xiao Nianqing is rapidly condensing the magic circle.

With all kinds of mysterious blessings, she was able to detect everything inside and outside the Snow City through the magic circle.

As long as this formation is arranged, her spiritual consciousness can easily enter the souls of those monks with lower cultivation levels like Gu Su, and directly probe into their inner thoughts.

It is not impossible to directly use this formation to kill them.

Originally, such a formation would take quite some time to set up, and would often be interrupted by the strong.

If there is a master who hides, he will definitely not sit idly by at this moment. If so, at least it will have the effect of luring the snake out of the hole.

If the array arrangement is not interrupted, then Xiao Nianqing can also use this array to detect Snow City's backhand.

No matter what the other party does, the result will be beneficial to Xiao Nianqing.

However, what happened afterwards was far beyond her expectations.

Someone did show up.

But it's not the master that Xiao Nianqing imagined.

She was not forced to interrupt the action she was condensing, but was involuntarily stunned by the scene in front of her.

One after another Yumeng monks came out of hiding places.

All of them were expressionless and pale, and they walked out like corpses.

Each holds a sword in his hand.

Immediately under Xiao Nianqing's astonished gaze, they raised their long swords.

Then kill himself.

"what……"

The sudden suicide made Xiao Nianqing unexpected.

Without thinking, they let the sword's edge wipe across their necks, causing blood to spurt out.

Thousands of Yumeng monks were all like this, as if they were desperate for life, they raised their swords and killed themselves in unison.

The white snow falling from the Snow City was dyed bright crimson.