"One...one sword...killed...killed tens of thousands of residual souls?"
Nightmare, who was originally leisurely hiding in the dark watching the battle, suddenly felt his legs go weak and he knelt on the ground, looking at Shen Yushu in horror.
"No? Is this true? Destroying all demons with one sword? The immortal sects are all bragging about how powerful this Qinglian is. I always thought it was a bluff, but it turns out to be true."
"Damn it! The Demon King ordered me to lead the demons to attack the Wufang Realm, but a single Qinglian slashed through tens of thousands of summoned souls with a single sword strike, suppressing their cultivation to the point where they were nearing the Tribulation Crossing stage! Humans are so damn treacherous!"
"If I hadn't been smart and had been directing the battle from behind, I might have been killed by this sword."
Nightmare cursed quietly, not alerting anyone.
The tens of thousands of demon soldiers on the battlefield were also frightened by Shen Yushu. For a moment, those tall and strong demon soldiers stared at the figure above with wide eyes, their eyes full of fear.
I just heard her red lips open slightly, and although her voice was soft, the pressure was impossible to ignore.
"Today...if any demon dares to take a single step outside the Wufang Realm."
"die!"
As the last word fell, the Wufang Realm suddenly became silent, and you could hear a pin drop. The fierce battle that had been going on just a moment ago suddenly disappeared.
All the demons looked at her in fear, then dropped their weapons and retreated cautiously. Then they ran away and soon disappeared without a trace, fearing that they would be killed if they were slow.
Nightmare swallowed in fear and ran away quietly.
Damn, what kind of monster is this? He scared the demons away with just one sentence.
The Demon King suddenly ordered an attack on the human world without even finding out the truth?
There is also a monster called Qinglian in the Immortal Sect.
"Qinglian Immortal Venerable, Qinglian Immortal Venerable!"
All the disciples shouted excitedly, and the sound was inspiring.
For a time, this figure became the faith in the hearts of countless disciples.
Bai Zhanyun exclaimed, "Old Si, your disciple is truly remarkable."
Even Lu Jinan's cold eyes were filled with admiration, "A stunning talent, he deserves first place."
But Si Wuya didn't look overly happy when he heard what the two said. There was worry in his eyes.
"Shu'er, how could you be so reckless? You can't withstand the divine thunder tribulation right now."
After the demons left, Shen Yushu put away her sword, fell from mid-air in an instant, and knelt on one knee on the ground. Blood flowed from her lips. She raised her hand to wipe it off without any care and stood up.
"It's alright, Master, don't worry. It's just a divine thunder tribulation. I can get through it if I bear it."
At this time, the thunderclouds above her head became more and more powerful, and began to flash with purple lightning, ready to rush towards her.
All the immortals in Wufang Realm also looked at her nervously with worried eyes.
The gathering thunderclouds rumbled and gathered more and more, waiting for the opportunity to rush towards her mercilessly.
At this time, Shen Yushu also quickly began to suppress her cultivation level, and the level began to be suppressed layer by layer. When it was finally suppressed to the Spirit Transformation Stage, the overwhelming thunderclouds rushed towards her with an unstoppable posture and were extremely ferocious.
"ah!"
Someone exclaimed, his voice full of panic.
Shen Yushu looked up, his expression still indifferent.
But at this moment, the thundercloud in the sky that was supposed to fall on Shen Yushu suddenly changed direction and rushed towards the demons, and then fell down heavily.
Everyone was shocked and didn't know what was going on.
"What's going on? Why is Qinglian Immortal Venerable's calamity cloud heading towards the demon clan?"
"This is the thunder tribulation that Qinglian Immortal Venerable used to overcome and become a god. Why is it directed somewhere else?"
"Yes, even though Immortal Qinglian has suppressed his cultivation to the Divine Transformation stage, he shouldn't be looking elsewhere, right?"
"It seems like someone has snatched it away! Can the Immortal Qinglian still successfully overcome the tribulation and become a god?" someone exclaimed.
Hua Yanyue also looked nervously at everything that happened in the transparent barrier. He raised his eyes and looked in the direction where the calamity cloud was falling, only then did he realize that the heavenly thunder calamity was rushing straight towards the Demon Palace.
"Sister...you...why are you trying to hurt me!"
Ye Nishang's face was pale and she leaned weakly against the head of the bed.
In her arms, a baby was wrapped tightly in her clothes.
The baby opened his eyes at this time and looked around curiously. His red eyes were exactly the same as Hua Jiuli's. He was obviously a baby who had just been born, but he looked very cute.
"Why? Hahaha, why else? Tell me why?"
Ye Furong laughed heartily, her words filled with madness, "It was obviously me who met Jiuli first! But he chose you! And wanted to be with you! You are not worthy of him at all!"
Ye Nishang looked at her in disbelief, "We are sisters! Are you going to kill me just because of this?"
"So what if we're sisters? If it weren't for you, Jiuli would definitely be with me!"
Ye Furong said this, looking at her fiercely and coldly. She held the dagger in her hand and approached Ye Nishang step by step.
"As long as you die, Jiuli will be with me. And this little bastard must die too!"
She spoke calmly, but her words were full of cruelty.
Ye Nishang held the child in one hand and supported the bed with the other, moving her body cautiously towards the bed. However, she had just experienced a childbirth and was so weak that it took a lot of effort for her to even move.
The child in her arms looked at Ye Furong, who was not approaching, with calm and strange eyes. The look in her eyes was so dull that it didn't look like the look a baby should have.
"If you kill me, Jiuli will not let you go." Ye Nishang hugged the child tightly in her arms and spoke calmly.
As soon as these words came out, Ye Furong's face twisted instantly, "Shut up! You still dare to mention Jiuli? You, a lowly child born by a lowly slave, are worthy of him? What? You still want Jiuli to save you? Don't dream, Jiuli is not in the Demon Palace right now, you must die today!"
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