Chapter 2
In the sky above the Qiongxiao Palace, a woman in red dress is peerlessly coquettish, laughing heartily at herself.

The red lips, like cherry blossoms, evoked a very strange and evil arc.

"Di Youming, I, Feng Qinyan, can't kill you in this life, just because of the word 'love'." The icy declaration was piercingly cold.

The white jade-cut stone ground, the vast sky.

Two handsome and beautiful people met each other's eyes.

Mandala's icy pupils are full of love and hatred.

There is no wave in the deep eyes of the purple stars.

"King Qiong Emperor, you win in ruthlessness, and I, Feng Qinyan, lose in emotion. Today, I will cut off the thousands of threads between you and me in front of your Qiongxiao Palace."

As soon as the cold and unfeeling words fell, the woman in red clothes had fair hands, and her five fingers were tightened.

The pattern of Yuanli on the mandala table under her feet was layered on top of each other, covering her whole body.

"Soul-shattering self-explosion!" Everyone was shocked and booed.

His eyes stared in panic between Emperor Zun, who only loved the woman in red, and the woman in red.

In the world of the sky, everyone knows that the only person who can move the face of the supreme emperor is the only person in the sky who wants to break his soul and blew himself up at this moment.

The blond man's figure flashed.

"Yan'er, stop." Between heaven and earth, she is his only weakness.

The woman in red clothes hooked her lips into a smile.

"Di Youming, I, Feng Qinyan, sever the emotions and desires, destroy the three souls and six souls, because you have no this life, let alone an afterlife."

"Yan'er, don't."

A ray of golden light wrapped the woman in red and the pattern of Yuanli on the mandala into a barrier.

He never thought that she could be so heartless.

"You shouldn't have killed them." The beautiful eyes of the red-clothed woman were full of grief, many of them loved the peerless man in front of her.

Too bad she couldn't kill him...

"Bang—" There was a shocking sound, golden light and red light were dazzling, and there was no figure of the woman in red.

Nine red lights shot straight into the sky.

The exploding blood-red energy formed phantoms of mandala flowers, falling like snow to the entire Qiongxiao Temple, and would be lost upon landing.

The blond-haired peerless man, his purple eyes sank, his arms raised, and nine golden lights chased after him.

In the blink of an eye, the blond man flicked his wide sleeves, and nine bright rays of light rushed away.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and unconsciously removed the barrier of self-preservation energy. Everything before them happened so fast that it was difficult for them to calm down.

Thinking about those nine golden lights, everyone was silent.

All the people thought: Emperor Zun, Lord Qinyan broke her soul and blew herself up, do you still want to protect her three souls and six souls?

However, everyone only dared to think.

What did the woman who blew herself say to their emperor, everyone's hearts were like a mirror.

"Bang—" With a sound, the golden silk dragon tattooed figure in white clothes fell from the sky and half-kneeled on the ground.

The suffocating breath swayed in the air with the phantom of the mandala flower, and the noble body half-kneeled in front of everyone.

With a swipe, no one dared to stand upright, completely kneeling on the ground with lowered eyebrows.

The emperor of the sky, with a few strands of blond hair hanging down on both sides of his temples, his deep and beautiful face was slightly whitish.

The phantom mandala falling in the sky is like the ice and snow in the icy world, which is chilling to the bone.

Slowly stretching out the slender jade hand under the toga, he flattened his palm to catch the phantom mandala falling from the sky.

However, he lost it as soon as he touched it, and the phantom of the mandala was like a woman in red dress, without a trace of nostalgia for him.

"Pfft—" The peerless emperor spat out blood.

Everyone bowed their heads again.

"Crack" "crack" "crack" a cold man in blue clothes appeared in the air, clapping his hands viciously and ruthlessly.

"Emperor Yujin, you will also lose to the word 'love'." A haughty and hostile voice.

"So it's you!" The domineering and cold voice said.

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