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

There was a roar from the sky behind Emperor Zun, and then as if the sky was collapsing, the moonlight suddenly disappeared.

The cold and dark evil spirit covered the world, covering the entire sky behind Xiao Nianqing, and the momentum above all living beings came overwhelmingly.

The hair all over Lingxian's body turned into thousands of black thorns, and her six limbs slammed into the ground, and she let out a piercing roar that did not belong to the category of human beings towards Xiao Nianqing.

A shock wave mark visible to the naked eye bloomed on the huge northern plain, thousands of piles of white snow were violently swept into the air, and countless cracks were added to the already dilapidated snow field at this moment.

Thus, the sword fell.

Carrying countless blizzards, Emperor Zun's sword intent violently fell down.

On the contrary, Lingxian slapped Beiyuan fiercely, and his huge body like a mountain suddenly straightened up. Every hair on his body turned into spikes that could easily break through the city wall. As if to cut the mountain peak into several sections, with countless air explosions and strong winds, it swung towards Xiao Nianqing.

Chen Anning couldn't see what happened in the gust of wind and snowstorm.

All he knew was that between the collision of the sword and the claw, the Thousand White Moon Formation covering the entire Northern Plains was shaken open dozens of huge cracks.

He only knew that the impact of that brutal collision directly turned into a shattered cold light visible to the naked eye, cutting through the ground of Beiyuan all the way, and hitting the extremely distant city of Beijiang.

The north gate of Beijiang City was directly smashed into pieces, and then the impact did not stop at all. Instead, it continued to rush forward brutally until it crushed all the northern part of Beijiang City, and then smashed the city lord's mansion. They also bumped into a pulp together, and then barely stopped.

Fortunately, Beijiang City has already entered a state of preparation for war, and all residents have been evacuated.

Otherwise, the aftermath of this collision may directly kill tens of thousands of people.

……

"The holy ancestor and the holy ancestor..."

Chen Anning gasped, he really doubted whether he was born with supernatural power now.

Because the impact of the battle of the ancestors was so great that Lao Chen almost doubted whether his daughter-in-law was human.

He couldn't help but think of when Yue Dongli came to Baihua City——

Xiao Nianqing at that time was obviously trying to resolve the collision between the two on purpose, otherwise the strength of those few impacts alone would have destroyed Baihua City countless times.

Immortals fight, mortals suffer.

This is not just talking.

If it wasn't that he was flying high enough now, and the two holy ancestors seemed to have no intention of guiding the aftermath of the slashing collision to the sky, otherwise he might not be in the mood to watch the battle here.

……

"It's so magical."

Feng Anrong, who was half kneeling in the center of the Thousand White Moon Formation, raised his head and gazed at the black air emanating from the white snow storm.

He could feel that the person in the center of the storm was undoubtedly a great power in the Holy Ancestral Realm.

And just like him, they are all demon cultivators.

As expected, he believed that the ancestor of the demon cultivator should be the current leader of the demonic way.

"sharp."

Even Feng Anrong had to admit Xiao Nianqing's strength.

When it comes to the intensity of devil energy, Feng Anrong's peak period was not as good as Xiao Nianqing's today.

He didn't know that it was Mo Sha, he just felt that the Mo Sha could be said to be unique in the world.

Even if it is the legendary fairy, it may not be a sure thing to win against this holy ancestor.

The white moonlight flickered in front of my eyes.

Just now he was immobilized by Lingxian's coercion, now that Lingxian is fighting Xiao Nianqing, Du Lanyue and Lin Luomian are naturally liberated.

Du Lanyue's White Moon Saber slashed across.

Lin Luomian's magic seal struck from behind.

Feng Anrong closed his eyes slowly, but opened them again after a short while.

The wave belonging to the soul spread rapidly around, and the actions of Du Lanyue and Lin Luomian were once again imprisoned by the soul.

"Tsk."

Du Lanyue curled her lips, and the control of her limbs was taken away again.

Lin Luo's complexion was not much better, and the palm that was about to touch Feng Anrong's back trembled, it was she who was trying her best to resist Feng Anrong's spirit and Taoism.

As a result, he still got a little breathing time - because of the birth of Lingxian.

"If Lingxian loses, we will be in big trouble."

Feng Anrong spit out bloody turbid air for a long time, and then stood up slowly.

The injuries on his body did not recover immediately, he could feel that there was a wonderful energy in his body, which was very similar to true qi, which was preventing him from repairing his physical body.

The Magical Artifact after a thousand years is really powerful, even the Saint Ancestor Realm cannot repair the injury immediately.

Naturally, he didn't know what spiritual dust was, and only regarded it as some kind of special true energy after thousands of years.

"Since the physical body is on the verge of collapse, there is no need to persevere."

Feng Anrong sighed, and the focus in his pupils gradually disappeared.

He snapped his fingers lightly.

Snapped!

The mind-soul manipulation on Lin Luomian and Du Lanyue suddenly disappeared, and the two girls regained their freedom of movement.

The Baiyue knife slashed down and hit the palm of the magic seal.

Blood splatter.

Feng Anrong's head was directly chopped off by Bai Yueguang, and the exposed upper body was also smashed to pieces by the magic seal palm.

The head of the holy ancestor thousands of years ago was raised high, and then fell down with a calm expression.

The sudden change made Du Lanyue and Lin Luomian stunned in place.

The power of the Holy Ancestor Realm was cut off so easily?

Suddenly, Lin Luomian reacted quickly and rushed to Du Lanyue's side as quickly as possible.

"Get out of the way!"

Du Lanyue was directly hit and flew ten feet away, and after rolling several times in a row, she finally got up.

She saw Lin Luomian who had knocked her into the air suddenly froze in place, and then her left arm suddenly exploded.

Flesh and blood splattered, and Lin Luomian's left arm turned into a blood mist.

The severe pain made Lin Luomian want to cry out, but soon her neck seemed to be strangled, and her whole body was suspended in the air.

Du Lanyue's eyes condensed slightly, and immediately let her true energy gather in her pupils, and only then did she see the phantom standing in front of Lin Luo.

More precisely, it was Feng Anrong's soul.

Those who specialize in the Taoism of the soul will also have a lot of research on their own soul.

A strong person above the Heavenly Exalted Realm can spend a certain amount of time repairing himself after his body is destroyed, as long as his soul remains.

No matter how strong the opponent is, the recovery time is nothing more than long or short.

Like the old brother Gu Xun back then, if someone cut off his arm, he would be able to get it back in a month or two - it's just that he didn't like it.

But even so.

After the physical body of a cultivator in the Heavenly Exalted Realm is destroyed, his soul is also extremely fragile. At this time, he often needs to find ways to preserve his soul and escape to a safe place.

however.

Feng Anrong was different.

He will not only transform other people's souls, but also transform his own souls, and experiment with those cruel and dangerous souls and methods on himself.

This allowed Feng Anrong to use the spirit and Taoist methods even after his body died.

And without the shackles of his body, his spirit and Taoism will only become stronger.

"Get away from me!!"

Du Lanyue galloped forward, with his true energy attached to the blade, he slashed towards Feng Anrong's soul.

Feng Anrong let go of Lin Luomian's neck indifferently, and then pointed his hand at Du Lanyue in front of him.

The latter's Baiyue knife was suddenly curled, and the true energy attached to it burst out even more. The flesh and blood of Du Lanyue's arm also began to twist, and the bones creaked.

Feng Anrong flicked his fingers slightly.

Du Lanyue's figure seemed to be dragged, and immediately flew out backwards.

When he was about to fall into the Thousand White Moon Formation, Lin Luo stepped forward in time, and hugged Du Lanyue into his arms reluctantly and with difficulty.

"Are you okay?" Lin Luo asked.

Du Lanyue blushed slightly, then gritted her teeth: "A small problem."

far away.

Feng Anrong was walking towards the second daughter unhurriedly.

There was no longer any joking look on his face, which was completely different from his playful attitude before.

It is obvious that Xiao Nianqing's entry made the holy ancestor who was a thousand years ago also feel threatened.

Du Lanyue stared deeply at Feng Anrong, and asked in a low voice, "How long will it take?"

Lin Luomian replied: "Almost, wait for Yanyan to issue an order."

The voice just fell.

Lin Luomian's eyes suddenly drifted to the distant horizon, and then his pale complexion improved a bit.

"Wait, Yanyan said just now, it's time to go."

"call--"

Du Lanyue breathed a sigh of relief, and then took advantage of the situation to slap her sideways in Lin Luomian's arms.

Lin Luo was dumbfounded, even Feng Anrong who was walking towards the second daughter was dumbfounded.

The way Feng Anrong looked at the two girls suddenly became a little strange.