Princess, stop being a demon

Chapter 267. 269. Mu Linge is in trouble, all parties come to help
At this time, under the Twelve Heavens, in the main hall of the empty temple, Emperor Ye with his eyes closed twitched his eyebrows, noticing something strange, and the concubine Yiliang asked with concern: "What did the emperor foresee?"

"Listen." Ye Di signaled Yi Liang to perceive it carefully, and after a while, Yi Liang looked surprised, "It's Xue Po...she actually..."

After such a long time, she thought that Xue Po had already put it down. After all, Xue Po had not shown any particularly strong emotions during these millions of years. , Xue Po won't be that stubborn.

"Yeah." Ye Di pursed his lips, looking at Yi Liang with regret in his eyes, "You have been wronged all these years."

Yi Liang's nose was sour, and she almost burst into tears: "To be loved by the emperor, Yi Liang's waiting for so many years is worth it."

There was a trace of emotion on Dijun's noble face, but soon, he returned to his usual majestic and indifferent appearance. When he stood up, his extremely tall figure slowly stepped out of the temple, and the breeze gently sent his words: wait I come back.

Behind him, Yi Liang burst into tears instantly.

Let's say that Yetong and Donghua went all the way to the Sunset Mountains. There were countless obstacles in the barriers on the way, but they were all resolved one by one. The stronger the spell, the more ancient and complex the above spells became. With the strength of two people, each untie one would take half the time and magic power compared to the previous one.

In the end, they only felt that the magic power in their bodies was about to freeze in their bodies, and they couldn't use it at all!
"Your Highness, our magic power has been restricted!" Donghua said calmly, but under that indifferent expression, there was a little anxiety hidden. He never thought that the domain of the Snow Pole Great Immortal would use so much Ancient spells, even if they can still use mana now, there is absolutely no time to rescue Mu Lingge whose whereabouts are unknown.

Yetong's watery eyes seemed to burst open in an instant, his eyes were red like fire, he bit his lip fiercely, and suddenly, a thick golden light radiated from his body, wrapping him tightly Wrapped tightly in it!

"Your Highness!" Donghua was horrified. He wanted to stop it but it was too late. Blood sacrifice is an ancient forbidden technique that only the most orthodox sons of gods can perform. He didn't expect him to use it like this without even thinking about it!

Yetong's blood-red eyes flickered in the golden circle of light. After opening and closing his thin lips a few times, he suddenly drove the circle of light and rushed through all the barriers and defenses at a speed ten times faster than before!
"Your Highness!" Donghua seemed to have only these two words in his mind, he couldn't do anything, he couldn't help anything, so he rushed towards the road opened by Yetong, but Yetong broke through with blood After the two of them passed through the barrier, it quickly returned to its original shape, transparent as a mirror, and indestructible.

Let's talk about Zhonghua.

At this time, he was imprisoned in a cage made of ancient black iron. It was said to be a cage, but it was actually more like a luxurious version of a modern cell. It was covered with tables, chairs and tea. The range is relatively wide, and you can see rockery and flowing water from the line of sight, but people outside can't get in, and people inside can't get out.

"Let the deity out." Chonghua's icy voice seemed to have just been soaked in the ice pool of ten thousand years, without the slightest bit of temperature to speak of.

(End of this chapter)