After Cultivating With the Enemy

In the boundless darkness of the chaos, two figures, one gold and one red, fought quickly, and their spiritual power collided one after another with brilliant rays.

If there are people who have experienced the battle three hundred years ago, you can find how similar the scene is to the final battle of the year.

At that time, Feng Xiao and Yan Huaqing fought in the sky over the fairyland for several days, and finally shot him down to the devildom with serious injuries.Afterwards, the god Feng Xiao, who had almost exhausted his spiritual power, used the bones of the gods as a guide and set a restriction, sealing the countless demons inside.

And in another place in this space-time rift, a remote place no one noticed, a light door opened silently.

Ji Chaoyun rode a white tiger, followed by a team of allied troops.

"My son, the hour has come, shall we go in now?" Shuofeng asked beside him.

Before Ji Chaoyun could answer, one of the team behind them suddenly said, "Is it wrong for us to enter so hastily?"

Ji Chaoyun looked back.

The man had a childlike appearance and wore an indigo-colored Taoist robe. He should also be a respected senior.

Ji Chaoyun thought for a moment, but didn't remember which clan he was from.

"...The allies of the fairyland are already weak now, and the god Fengxiao even let us infiltrate in several ways. Some people are not afraid of guarding by gods. Those of us with low spiritual power, if we encounter enemy forces, How to do?"

This person is full of celestial power and brilliance, which is stronger than the spiritual power of the many allied forces present, but he calls himself "low spiritual power".

As soon as this remark came out, many people in the audience began to discuss.

Ji Chaoyun drove Bai Hu to turn around and walk to the person, and asked quietly: "You don't want to go?"

The white tiger was one person tall, and when he got close, the hot breath from his mouth came oncoming.The man involuntarily withdrew half a step, stalking his neck and said: "I, I just want to consider a few more days, shouldn't be so anxious to conflict with the demons."

"How many days to consider?" Ji Chaoyun sneered, "I want to wait to see who Feng Xiao and Yan Huaqing wins and who loses?"

The man looked away.

"If he kills Yan Huaqing and returns in a victorious manner, the Allies can rush into the Demon Realm while the demon group of dragons are headless, and show shame, right?" Ji Chaoyun leaned forward slightly and said softly, "If he loses, then It shows that the Demon Race is indeed unstoppable, how many of you are going to turn to each other and bow their heads to the Demon Race?!"

The man's face flushed red: "I didn't say that!"

Ji Chaoyun straightened up, used some spiritual power, and said loudly: "I will not force anyone, nor will Feng Xiao. If any of you don't want to go in, or if you have concerns, you can stop there."

There were more than thousands of people in the team in front of him, but at this moment everyone looked at each other and no one spoke.

Ji Zhaoyun lowered his eyes slightly, and finally did not say anything, drove Bai Hu to turn around and walk into Guangmen: "Let's go."

Before Feng Qi left, he made a plan. He dragged Yan Huaqing in the rift in time and space. The rest of the Allied soldiers split into several directions and attacked the Demon Realm from different positions.

The team led by Ji Chaoyun entered the Demon Realm the latest time, but the entrance they entered was the closest to the Wujintian where the Lord of the Demon Realm Yan Huaqing lived.

Everyone quickly passed through the space-time gap between the two domains, and then came to Wujintian.

Outside Wujintian, a tall bronze door was tightly closed, and two demon guards guarded the high wall.

A plain white figure flew in the sky.

"——!"

The two felt a cold in their throats, and before they could make any noise, hot blood spurted from the slit throat and slowly slipped down the mottled surface of the bronze door.

The two figures fell from the high wall and slammed heavily in front of the slowly opened bronze door.

Above the high wall, Ji Chaoyun straightened his body, and a string of blood dropped from the slender blade in his hand.

"on!"

How well Feng Qi knew about the Demon Realm, half an hour ago, the Allied forces had already invaded every fortress in the Demon Realm.Nowadays, wars are igniting everywhere in the Demon Realm, and Wu Jintian has become the weakest place.

The allied force led by Ji Chaoyun quickly attacked the city as if it had entered an uninhabited state.

"My son, the imperial army who stayed behind Wujintian has retreated to the Demon Lord's Palace. Are you now forced to break through?" Shuo Feng walked quickly and said to Ji Chaoyun.

"Wait first." Ji Chaoyun pondered for a moment, then asked, "Where are the reinforcements?"

Shuofeng said: "I have received two replies, saying that it has been intercepted by a large number of demons and cannot come to Wujintian to meet."

Ji Chaoyun frowned slightly: "A large number of demons?"

Shufeng whispered: "The subordinates also feel that this matter is weird. Besides, Wu Jintian's defense...seems too weak."

Ji Chaoyun was silent for a moment, and said: "Order to go down, stay on guard, things may not be that simple."

"Yes."

The Allied forces were stationed outside Wujin Tianmajun’s palace. Ji Chaoyun looked at the towering palace made of blue stone and jade from a distance, and suddenly whispered: “Do you think this is like a place?”

"The son said..."

"Qingqiu."

When Ji Chaoyun first entered Qingqiu Island, he felt that the style there was incompatible with Xianyu.And here, both the house construction and the layout of the city are too similar to Qingqiu.

Yan Huaqing's influence on Bai Qiuyue is so far-reaching?

Ji Chaoyun sighed silently, and looked back to the distance, as if he had crossed the layers of towering high halls, and looked beyond the demon realm, the chaotic and opaque space-time rift.

In the rift in time and space, the fight continues.

After Feng Qi had recovered his divine power as an ancient god, his power should not be underestimated.But Yan Huaqing's strength has also improved, and after fighting with him for a long time, he did not show any disadvantage.

There was a loud bang, and the two fell onto two light strips, one left and one right.

Feng Qi raised his hand to hold his heart, and forcibly resisted the bloody air surging from his throat.

On the other hand, Yan Huaqing still looks calm and unhurried: "Are you a little surprised, wondering why my cultivation level has improved to this point?"

"There is nothing to be curious about." Feng Qi said, "After all, you have been locked in the Demon Realm these years, and there is nothing else to do except practice. Your cultivation level is diligent, as I expected."

He paused, and immediately said: "Wrong, you can still manipulate the chess pieces to make waves outside, it's quite interesting, right?"

Yan Huaqing's eyes changed.

The strange thing was fleeting, and quickly returned to normal, even Feng Qi hadn't seen it clearly.

Feng Qi collected the sword by his side and slowly said, "You have been trapped in the Demon Realm all these years, so lonely, right?"

"What are you talking about—"

"I understand your feelings." Feng Qi interrupted quietly, "It's just like when I was trapped in God's Domain. It's interesting to say that God's Domain is always day and night, so we all yearn for the lower realm and want to be free. I really want to thank you. If you hadn't sent troops to Xianyu, I wouldn't be able to come here, nor would I have the experience I have now."

Yan Huaqing lowered her eyes and smiled softly: "What are you doing now, show me good?"

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just tired of playing, just chat." Feng Qi said, "I'm just curious, what is Bai Qiuyue in your heart?"

Yan Huaqing fell silent.

After a while, he suddenly chuckled: "Turn around, don't you mean to say that I have other feelings for him?"

"I'm not you, Feng Xiao." Yan Huaqing said, "You are too soft-hearted, too affectionate, and too easy to be moved. Gods and demons are the most ruthless. If you can't be too unforgiving, you will only let yourself be fatal. Weakness."

"...And I won't let this happen, this is our difference."

"Really?" Feng Qi sighed, "It seems that Bai Qiuyue didn't guess wrong, you really don't have him in your heart."

Yan Huaqing frowned: "What did you say?"

"Oh, don't you know?" Feng Qi said, "Bai Qiuyue will die in Qingqiu, isn't it because you think you want to find someone to replace him?"

"Replacement..."

Feng Qi stared at Yan Huaqing, and said gently: "Poor, he has spent his entire life searching for a way to come to the Demon Realm. Before he set off, he learned that you are going to repeat the same tricks and use the method of separation of souls to control my child. A child with the blood of an immortal god is much more powerful than his little Tianhu. If you are really allowed to succeed, wouldn't his position in your heart be insignificant?"

Yan Huaqing did not answer for a long time.

He lowered his head slightly, and the faint blue light reflected half of his side face, which actually reflected his deep and handsome side face particularly harshly.

"That's it, that's the way..." Yan Huaqing said softly, his voice faintly hoarse, "It's no wonder that he wants to act on Ji Chaoyun, it's no wonder that his spiritual power is so easily sucked up, the soul separation technique must first build the spirit Lilian, he wanted to...cast the spell for me and take the lead in controlling the fetus."

Feng Qi tilted his head, pretending to be puzzled: "You only know this now?"

Yan Huaqing closed her eyes: "Before the incident that day, he disconnected from me."

He could only sit in the Demon Lord's Hall in vain, feeling the physical body connected to his soul, and his spiritual power was quickly drawn away, feeling the original fresh life, gradually disappearing into the world.

"Heh, what an idiot." Yan Huaqing smiled lowly, "The technique of separation of souls can only be used once in a lifetime. The third ray of soul I had was caused by a mistake in the technique at the time, and I couldn't lean over at all. people."

"There will be no more people..."

When the soul is separated from him and injected into the body of the young fox that has not yet been born, it is destined that the little fox will be a unique existence.

There can be no substitutes.

A dark color flashed through Feng Qi's eyes, and he looked away: "So, you want my child, just want to borrow the soul with the blood of the fairy gods to raise your old wounds, right?"

"It's true." Yan Huaqing said, "Well, if you want to do it, you have already done it. Go on."

"No, I haven't finished."

Feng Qi smiled slightly and took out something from his arms.

——It is an inner alchemy with pure white light.

Yan Huaqing's face finally changed: "You..."

"Recognized?" Feng Qi whispered, "This is Bai Qiuyue's inner alchemy."

"After the death of the immortal clan, the body is turned into ashes, and the soul is hidden in the inner alchemy. As long as the inner alchemy is not destroyed, and through karma, through years of practice, there is an extremely small chance to be reborn." Feng Qi said calmly.

Yan Huaqing narrowed his eyes: "Are you threatening me?"

"Yes, it's threatening you." Feng Qi raised the inner alchemy and said calmly, "Now you destroy the core of the alchemy yourself and promise that the Demon Race will not take half a step out of the Demon Realm, and I will return it to you. Otherwise, I will return it to you. Just crush it."

Yan Huaqing looked at him steadily, and suddenly laughed: "The dignified ancient gods, who have stayed in the fairyland for a long time, have also learned such inferior tricks, you think you are the seat of—"

Before he finished his words, Feng Qi let go, and the inner alchemy rolled down from his hands.

Yan Huaqing looked stiff.

The inner alchemy fell rapidly in the void, turning into a faint white light, and falling into the endless darkness.

Here is a gap in time and space, and the chaos of space is changeable.

The next moment, Yan Huaqing jumped down!

He hurriedly caught the faint light before it was completely annihilated in the darkness.

Puff--

A long sword penetrated Yan Huaqing's chest behind itself.

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First Tsundere in this article: Yan Huaqing