How can the beauty of Sansheng Lian dominate the world

Chapter 442

Luoyue Qingyou hugged Shui Luoxia who was unconscious again, her heart became more and more anxious, her heart was beating violently, almost jumping out of her chest.He was so distressed that he could hardly breathe, she was suffering, and he wanted to replace it with deep pain.He didn't know why he had such a strong feeling for this woman who had only met once.However, whatever his heart decides, he will follow his heart.

According to the safe route that the master had said, he found a short-distance teleportation array to travel day and night.

The misty forest is full of poisonous vines and weeds. They shuttle between the tall ancient trees that shade the sky, and the sound of wind and leaves caresses their ears.From the depths of the foggy forest, the roar of the prehistoric beasts came from time to time, giving people a feeling of palpitation.If it wasn't for Luoyue Qingyou's jasper dragon ball body protection and Shui Luoxia's magic dragon jade pendant, they would have been in danger.

Luoyue looked quietly at Shui Luoxia who was still in a coma, gently pushed the hair from her face away, and moved forward as fast as she could regardless of physical strength.Feeling that the spiritual energy in his body has been drained, he kept thinking in his heart that he must save her, must return to the valley quickly, persist, and he will arrive soon.

Finally arriving at the barrier of Qinlan Valley, Luoyue Qingyou's eyes were filled with ecstasy, but she couldn't hold on and fainted.Until the moment he passed out, he still did not forget to protect the weak Shui Luoxia tightly in his arms.

In the Netherworld Hall of Death, Ying Luofan sat cross-legged in the pool of blood with her eyes closed with a serious expression.A head of wine-red hair, like a manjusawa in full bloom, looks more and more enchanting in the blood mist, like a raging fire.Bright red and gorgeous blood-colored flowers bloomed in large swaths on his fair skin.A cloud of black mist above the chest began to fade slowly with the flow of blood.

Ying Luochen, who was dressed in a black robe, leaned against the pillar of the palace, her purple eyes were fixed on the figure in the pool, afraid that he might make a mistake.At this moment, his face was pale with blood loss, and his breath was also a little disordered.The Red Demon Dragon crawled obediently on his shoulder, and the dragon's eyes also looked into the blood pool.

Damn You Ming Xuechan, if he finds her traces, he will definitely tear her soul to pieces!
How dare you take advantage of the critical moment when Fan was inheriting the power of the god of death, and lay a poisonous hand on him!
Fortunately, I came back in time to continue his life with the blood of my own life, otherwise he must have been wiped out.

It's still the last step, don't let the situation happen again!
The gurgling vortex in the blood pool is constantly spinning.Countless bubbles are flying in the air.A strong bloody smell permeated the entire hall, filling the tip of the nose.Leng Hun embraced his chest with his hands, and the snow-white wings on his back gave off a purple halo.A half-moon-shaped silver brand was inlaid between the brows, and her eyes quietly fell on Ying Luofan's body.

Now he dare not leave even one step, even if His Highness the Demon King is guarding here, he can't rest assured.If it wasn't for my ineffective protection last time, how could the lord be attacked by that bitch?
"Luo Er!"

Ying Luofan's pupils opened suddenly, feeling that the imprint of her soul on Shui Luoxia had completely disappeared, and her heart trembled violently.The black mist that had dimmed on his chest began to bite back because of his loss of control.

"Van!"

Ying Luochen's complexion changed wildly, and he quickly flashed in front of him.Without any hesitation, using his blood essence as a guide, a bloody mark was quickly condensed in his hand, and penetrated into his body, suppressing the violent power in his body.

"Brother! Luoer! Something must have happened to Luoer! I can't feel her breath anymore!"

Ying Luofan held her brother's hand, a look of helplessness flashed in her eyes.His arms trembled uncontrollably amid the violent mood swings.The once mighty, cold-blooded and ruthless Underworld Emperor, at this moment, is as fragile as a child.

"Fan, don't worry, she's not weak, she'll be fine, don't think too much! If something happens to her, what can you do for her like this?"

Ying Luochen's cold voice was like a slap in the face, allowing Ying Luofan to regain her composure in an instant and suppress her flustered mind.Yes, he still has a lot of things to do now, and he must not be in a mess!

"Leng Hun, go and investigate immediately! Unleash the power of the underworld and demon realms, no matter what, we must find Luo Er's whereabouts! In addition, I want to know what happened to her!"

"Yes, my lord!"

Leng Hun nodded, and his figure disappeared before his eyes like a ghost.

All of a sudden, the Six Realms were in turmoil, the wind was rumbling, and the grass and trees were full of soldiers.

A suffocating haze pervades the sky above the Six Realms.The underworld and demon worlds were mobilized together, and everyone felt that this day was about to change!
Nine Nether Temple
The saints of the seven schools of the Eastern Pole came out together, and the two evil spirits of the earth evil sect stopped them.The young master of Feng Palace was seriously injured and captured, and the life and death of His Majesty the Demon Emperor is unknown.

Ying Luofan stared at the message sent back from her hand, astonishing anger erupted from her eyes, as if she wanted to burn everything in the world.The terrifying coercion of terror caused the entire Hades to fall into a terrifying silence.He clenched his fists suddenly, and the message scroll in his hand was instantly wiped out.

"Luoer! Luoer! How can you leave me! How can you!"

Ying Luofan cried hysterically to the sky, the frantic and desperate voice made Leng Hun and Ying Luochen tremble.

"Fan, don't do this! She doesn't want to see you like this, you know, she cares about you so much."

Demon King Ying Luochen patted his arm helplessly, and his cold voice was a little gentle.

"Brother...you are wrong! Luoer, Luoer, she doesn't care about me at all! If she cared about me, how could she have the heart to leave me alone? How could she be so cruel?"

Ying Luofan hugged her head in pain, feeling that the world was collapsing, hitting his heart hard, making him unable to breathe.

"Fan, calm down! You are the master of the underworld, and you have your own responsibilities. Are you going to plunge the entire underworld into chaos?"

Demon King Ying Luochen roared angrily.Looking at his only younger brother, who looked like he was neither dead nor alive, he couldn't help feeling a bit distressed.For this younger brother who lived outside since childhood, he loves him very much.Now for a woman, it really hurts him to do this!
"Hehe, the lord of the underworld can't even save the woman he loves. What do I want the lord of the underworld to do? There is no Luoer in this world. What's the point of my life? Brother, tell me! Tell me!"

Ying Luofan uncontrollably grabbed the shoulder of the eldest brother Demon King Ying Luochen, the warmth and tranquility on his face disappeared at this moment, only suffocating sadness and despair remained!
"Fan'er, why are you bothering? This is fate! It is impossible for you and her to be together, her soul induction has disappeared, what else do you want?"

You Minglan looked at the grief-stricken Ying Luofan and said slowly, although she was extremely sorry for the death of that amazingly talented woman, but she couldn't bear the pain of her favorite young son.

(End of this chapter)