His Royal Highness the evildoer came to the door

Chapter 877
Hearing this news, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, screaming in their hearts that it was not good.

Feng Qingyue cried loudly, her voice was already hoarse, looking at Lan Xiyan in the sky, she was out of breath from crying.

"Mother, don't leave Qingyue behind, Qingyue will be obedient, listen to what mother says, mother..."

Feng Qingyue yelled loudly, and after she finished speaking, she slammed into the barrier all of a sudden, trying to stop Lan Xiyan.

The barrier didn't move at all, and even reflected a wave of light, which knocked Feng Qingyue down, and then returned to its original state.

"Qingyue."

Feng Feili hurried forward, hugged Feng Qingyue's body, and checked if he was injured anywhere.

Feng Qingyue cried loudly, a pair of small hands tightly grasping the clothes on Feng Feili's chest, her eyes moved, and she passed out immediately.

Feng Feili hugged his son, handed him to Zuo Chi, then turned his head to look at the sky, his face getting darker and darker.

At this time, the dead people in the six realms were all revived because of the support of Lan Xiyan's essence and blood. It is full of complex colors.

There were more and more blood stains on her arms, Lan Xiyan's face was as pale as paper, and her lips were extremely chapped, like a precarious kite, fluttering in the sky.

His snow-white robe was already wet with blood, and his breath became weaker and weaker as if he had been fished out of a pool of blood.

Ling Xiaozi, Modie, Feng Yazi and Wuchen Daoist were all revived, and many disciples of Baiyun Mountain also came back to life, all of them were speechless in amazement at the scene in front of them.

Zuo Chi was stunned, looking at the crowd, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw Shui Mohan leading everyone from the demon world to the Liuli Palace.But the person following Prime Minister Shui Mohan's side was Qing Ying who had already lost his soul.

As soon as his body softened, Zuo Chi couldn't believe his eyes, and he almost lost his footing.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Huo Yan immediately supported her body, then took Feng Qingyue from her arms, and motioned her to go to Qingying's side.

"Brother Qingying..."

The tears in his eyes could not be held back any longer, they burst out of his eyes in an instant, looking at Qingying, Zuo Chi couldn't control his emotions, tears kept streaming down.

"Don't cry, I'm back."

Qingying opened her mouth lightly, raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, then pulled Zuo Chi forward, looked at Lan Xiyan in the sky, her eyes became colder and colder.

"Your Majesty, Queen..."

Shui Mohan stepped forward, stood respectfully behind Feng Feili, looked at Lan Xiyan in the sky, a complex look flashed in his eyes, and finally admitted Lan Xiyan's identity.

The king has deep affection for her, and she gave birth to the young master, today's actions shocked him even more.

She is indeed worthy of the position of Demon Queen, but looking at the current situation, she doesn't seem very optimistic.

Shui Mohan thought to himself, Feng Feili turned to look at him, but said nothing.

Di Shiyan, Ling Yu Qianye and his party all cast spells and worked together to break Lan Xiyan's barrier.

The disciples of Baiyun Mountain and the people of the demon world who died ten years ago have all come back to life, so she doesn't have to waste her blood anymore.

"Xiao Yan'er, come back, I beg you!"

Feng Feili murmured, looking at Lan Xiyan in the sky, her eyes were full of longing.

Everyone worked together, shooting colorful waves of light towards the sky, trying to break Lan Xiyan's barrier.

But the barrier is still motionless, and it doesn't appear to be lifted at all.

Now that she has cultivated into a god body, this enchantment is woven by her blood essence, and ordinary methods cannot break the enchantment at all.

(End of this chapter)