Shock: The love letter was sent to the empress by mistake

There are actually creatures that can enter the underworld!

Suddenly, he felt two strong bursts of vitality coming from behind him. Yang Xi's movements froze and he immediately turned around.

Three thousand green silk threads fluttered in the wind along with the light blue phoenix skirt. With a jade hand held, an emerald green bamboo sword faintly exuded sharp sword intent.

Chu Qingyue's flawless and graceful posture made Yang Xi feel a little amazed in her heart. It had been a long time since she had seen such a beautiful woman.

What's more important is...

Mingming Chu Qingyue didn't say a word, she just hung in the air with a hint of coldness in her eyes.

But it made Yang Xi, who was feared and admired as one of the eight great goddesses of the Nine Netherworld Mansion, feel a sense of fear that she had never experienced before.

At this moment, she even felt as if she was in the cold winter, and an icy cold chill appeared inexplicably behind her!

"Sister Ming..."

The clear eyes reflected the figure of You Qian, whose spiritual body was weak and had obviously been severely injured.

There was obviously a bit of coldness and anger in Chu Qingyue's brows.

The power of the soul-suppressing bell spread to her, but it was obviously unable to cause any harm to her.

Not only that, but the coldness in his eyes didn't seem to put Yang Xi, a goddess, in his eyes at all.

"Even if you can resist the power of the soul-suppressing bell with your physical body, do you think you can protect the underworld with this little power?

Don't be ridiculous! "

After coming back to his senses, Yang Xi felt as if he had been greatly humiliated and scorned.

How had she ever experienced this feeling of contempt?

As the goddess of the underworld, she would never allow her dignity to be trampled on in this way.

Anger emerged from the bottom of his heart, and the golden armor that covered his whole body also emitted a strong light, as if he would spare no effort to knock down the two people in front of him.

The power of the soul-suppressing bell has not stopped. As Youqian's power gradually weakens, more and more Yin soldiers exposed outside the barrier are instantly stunned.

Seeing this scene, Yang Xi felt even more arrogant and conceited.

As long as she is within the jurisdiction of Hades, she is the supreme existence that no one can stop.

Human?

So what!

How could this seemingly frail woman compare to herself who had slaughtered countless ghosts?

"If that's the case, then you can try it."

But at this moment, a cold voice floated out.

The moment Chu Qingyue's voice fell.

Suddenly, the light flashing on the bamboo sword in her hand surged.

The emerald green vitality seems to cover the sky.

And in this light, a bamboo sword turned into countless phantoms.

Hundreds, thousands, thousands…

In the blink of an eye, countless bamboo swords appeared in the sky.

And every bamboo sword exudes the same cold and sharp sword intent.

This sword intention was realized by Chu Qingyue and Nie Chen together.

The mystery and sharpness in it are even far beyond what Chu Qingyue has ever comprehended alone.

Yang Xi held a long sword, and in the light of the sword there were thousands of ghosts from the underworld roaring and wailing, and the power was used by her.

But this once made her proud, and she felt that no one could resist the power.

At this moment, facing the overwhelming sword intent, he actually seemed a little weak.

Looking up at the sky, Yang Xi's eyes suddenly shrank.

She didn't know why, but for the first time she felt the fear coming from deep inside her heart.

"Who is this woman?"

She never thought that there could be a woman in this world who could bring her such a strong sense of oppression.

What's more important is that Chu Qingyue's cold and arrogant temperament, which seems to be enough to look down on the world, is really rare in the world.

Cold fog filled the air, and the extremely cold temperature caused frost to condense in the sky.

In this cold air, Chu Qingyue's eyes were cold, and she slashed her sword without any emotion at all.

This seemingly light sword actually mobilized countless sword blades that filled the sky.

At this moment, it was as if the sky had been torn apart.

Swords rained down from the sky, covering the sky and the earth, and there seemed to be no place to hide.

And the sword intent permeating every sword is extremely cold and biting.

As if in the frozen space, even the ripples emitted by the soul-suppressing bell became slower.

When Yang Xi looked at his hand, he suddenly realized it.

The soul-suppressing bell had been filled with a thick layer of frost at some point, and even the bell had been frozen.

Ringing, stop completely!

Although the power of the soul-suppressing bell is ineffective against living beings, it is also the supreme magic weapon forged in the Nine Netherworld Mansion.

Yang Xi has never seen this scene in all these years.

"So what if you freeze the soul-suppressing bell? Do you think you can compete with me just because you are a human?"

Yang Xi was so angry that she was furious.

Don't worry about the underworld soldiers on the ground at all.

Yang Xi suddenly pulled out the long sword, and all the power from the golden armor was poured into it, rising into the sky.

"call!"

The wind roared, accompanied by a large amount of sand and gravel, causing huge waves and sounds like a tornado.

The souls of the dead who were sealed and in the sword poured out one after another.

They were imprisoned in the darkness full of despair, and had already been swallowed up by various emotions.

Some are angry, some are hateful, some are hungry, some are eager to kill...

Countless negative emotions turned into a howling wind.

In the dark wind and waves, shrill and tragic roars continued to echo.

One after another, bloody mouths opened, as if expressing the despair and anger in their hearts.

Yang Xi's long sword was stained with a layer of black, and her smile became more and more hideous and twisted.

At this moment, how could she still have the temperament of a goddess?

But when facing the sword intent in the sky, she found that the power of the woman in the phoenix skirt was far more than she thought.

The coldness in the sword intent had already far exceeded what she had seen just now.

In a blink of an eye, the seemingly endless army of ghosts was gradually penetrated by countless ghosts.

Some condensed into ice, and some disappeared in an instant.

"Damn, her strength... How could it be so strong!"

Yang Xi roared loudly, and tried to cut off the bamboo swords falling from the sky with her long sword.

But suddenly found that in this biting cold, even half of her body had condensed into frost, and she could hardly move.

"This person's strength is far beyond my imagination.

Escape, must escape!"

A thought suddenly filled her heart.

Yang Xi didn't care and ran away frantically, trying to win a chance of survival.

But she was about to escape from the shadow of the sword rain.

She suddenly found that another figure had blocked her way as expected.

"If I remember correctly, I didn't say you can go."

Nie Chen smiled coldly.

In Yang Xi's eyes, a mighty golden holy image suddenly rose up, covering the sky and the earth, and crushing down!