Xiao Qi had his own plan. Today, no matter who would win, Xiao Qi would be the last winner. Emperor Jun despised everything, and Kunlun was a knot in his heart. So he gathered Spirit Power secretly and thrust at Shenzong. Ying Fu had died, and Emperor Jun did not have scruples any longer. On the clouds, they two confronted with each other. Being the master of the Ninth-level Heaven, Emperor Jun's Spirit Power could not be contempted. Ying Fu's death added Shenzong's hatred to Emperor Jun. Dark forces rushed out to the Impure Essence army. Hongjun fought against Jiang Wuyou. Dark forces held little Hongjun Crossbows. Such attack took effect on the Impure Essence army. Arrows covered the sky. Wuyou set a spirit net, and the Hongjun Crossbow brushed through her golden armor, and spirit light rose up. The golden armor wings extended and flapped gale wind in Ao Ze. Hongjun's arrows flew to Emperor Jun, and celestial soldiers ran back to block the Arrow Qi for Emperor Jun. However, Hongju

No answer was heard from the messager. But Su Chenyang did not give up and still searched for his wife, his son and Xiao Douya. Busy among the three realms, Little Lingchong was exhausted after several days' search. Hope was being cracked down. When all was quiet at dead of night, Wuyou stood on the snowy moutain top and looked into the distance. She knew that her Xiao Douya and her husband were both missing her somewhere in the world. When Ye Juechen woke up, the kids were enjoying the meat soup. It was the rabbit meat left yesterday. The little boy sat beside the fire, and the fire burned the crockery to boil. The meat flavor made Ye Juechen's stomach rumble louder. Today, the kids' spirits picked up a lot. Ye Juechen stood up and patted the dust on him. Xiao Douya was so acute that he took up the crockery to put before Ye Juechen. Xiao Douya's thoughtfulness warmed Ye Juechen's heart, and he began to envy Xu Linghe. Ye Juechen thought if given a chance, he would lik

The frightened birds scattered in all directions. A little soldiers walked to Wuyou upon hearing the birds' scream. Wuyou waited quietly. As long as the soldier came closer to her, she could seize him with a move. But to her suprise, the soldier was so well-trained that he withdraw after several steps forward. Wuyou thrust a palm at the right time, and then, the soldier was dragged to a dark place by Spirit Power. "Save..." The little soldier was about to open his mouth, but choked down by Spirit Power. "Where is Hongjun?" Wuyou wringed, and the little soldier struggled to free from Wuyou's constrain with great pain on his chest. "Don't... know..." Spirit Power became stronger, and blood oozed out of the soldier's mouth. "Where is Hongjun?" Her voice was deadly gruesome. Wuyou had run out of her patience, and it scared the soldiers shrank into himself. "Zhaochun Hall." What use would the soldier have? Wuyou flung

The golden armor was unstoppable. Spirit Power thrust out, and then, Lu Yadao was badly mutilated by the golden feathers. Even the one-eye monster downthrust to Wuyou, it was still too late. Lu Yadao got weaker, as his Original Spirit was dispersed little by little. Hongjun seized the chance and rushed out to grasp the Mysterious Clear Qi in the spirit light. He clenched the spirit because it could increase cultivation. Lu Yadao struggeld to grab it back, but was swept away by Hongjun's Spirit Power. Hongjun gave another palm. Lu Yadao's eyes widened when seeing clearly who the man was. Hongjun, who had disappeared for tens of thousands of years, was resurrencted! At that moment, Hongjun totally ignored that, but strenched out his sharp claws through Lu Yandao's chest. Lu Yadao had no way but to see his spirit that had been cultivated for tens of thousands of years swallowed by Hongjun. And then, Lu Yadao's Mysterious Clear Qi weakened. After a streak of spirit light, he turned into

"Too many children of the human realms. I'm afraid that Kunlun cannot afford them." "Kunlun can. It is their good luck to meet you..." Wuyou was fully aware that war was the fundamental cause. If it was not solved, the refugees would increase unstoppably. As things dragged on, Kunlun would be pulled down without doubt. In the empty square, Wuyou walked to him slowly. The big hands held his little woman, and the two flew out of Ao Ze. Tonight, Xu Linghe wanted to take Jiang Wuyou back to the place where they met for the first time. Because the place had cherished their first memory. After tonight, he would go to the Jin City. The journey was more ominous than propitious. No matter how unwilling Xu Linghe was to part with his woman, he still felt it was his compelling obligation. In the sea of clouds, the two snuggled with each other. Xu Linghe kept off the cold for the woman. When they arrived at the human realm, Wuyou realized