I'm sure to get the luck of my fairy wife

"That's the power that even the Demon Emperor fears?!"

Chapter 54: Devil’s Fall?

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"That's enough. Everyone, please leave."

As the Demon Lord, Li Xueyao should not show his emotions on his face, but now his eyes were twitching unconsciously.

Even for the Blood Prison Sect, the two guardians in the late Nascent Soul stage and more than twenty Golden Core demon cultivators were seriously injured.

Of course, it is worth it to test Ye Qingmeng's trump card, but now that the other party has made a move, Li Xueyao does not want any more unnecessary casualties.

Even without Li Xueyao's order, the Hellblood Demon Cultivators did not dare to move forward, including Xue Ming, and they all retreated to the edge of the Wanhua Pavilion with fear on their faces.

Even the two great guardians, Red Rose and Blood Old Ghost, fell under the monstrous demonic sword energy. The reason they could still breathe now was simply because of luck. They happened to be out of Ye Qingmeng's attack range.

"Didn't they say that the Holy Maiden of Demonic Path was just a vase?! With the cultivation level of the Great Perfection of Nascent Soul and the means to wield the Netherworld Sword, who the hell said that Ye Qingmeng was just a vase?!" While the Hell Blood Demon Cultivators were shouting and cursing, they also put away their desire for Ye Qingmeng's beauty and dared not take another step forward.

But Ye Qingmeng's face became stern.

The minor fights are finally over, and now it’s time to get serious.

Seeing Li Xueyao slowly standing up and walking towards him, Ye Qingmeng immediately gave the order: "Xingcai! Form a formation!"

More than ten Jindan and one Yuanying spread out and injected spiritual energy into the formation.

But a flash of red lightning flashed by.

Including Ye Qingmeng, everyone felt a stinging pain in their eyes and their vision was filled with a horrible red color.

The next moment, Li Xueyao was already standing on the ruins of Wanhua Pavilion.

"Impossible, the Nine Revolutions Corpse Ghost Formation is clearly still..." Xingcai hadn't finished her words when she saw the corpse ghosts and wronged souls around her turned into ashes as if they were ignited by blood, without even a wailing.

The Jindan maids who were responsible for maintaining the formation were attacked by the evil spirit one after another, vomited blood, and fell down one by one.

"This formation is pretty good. It's powered by the blood of the cultivators you refined, right?"

Xingcai just felt her scalp tingling.

The power of the God of Transformation was beyond her imagination.

Only then did she understand why Ye Qingmeng sighed helplessly when she said that after this battle, Ye Qingmeng could still renew her relationship with Lu Renjia.

Ye Qingmeng knew from the beginning that it was impossible to defeat a powerful god-transforming warrior!

Xingcai didn't dare to delay any longer, and directly ignited her blood essence, intending to use her life to buy time for Ye Qingmeng: "Lady Saint, run!"

The sword energy condensed, and the Xingcai sword flashed with golden light. It was the peak sword of his life, and it stabbed towards Li Xueyao.

But Li Xueyao only raised two fingers... No, Li Xueyao only raised one index finger and flicked it at Xingcai's lower abdomen.

The blood and energy penetrated Xingcai's lower abdomen like a cannonball, interrupting the process of her igniting her blood and essence.

The cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage couldn't even fight to the death and was knocked down.

Li Xueyao didn't even look at her, but said to Ye Qingmeng with interest: "The Nine-turn Corpse Ghost Formation is good. This Wanhua Pavilion has been under your control for many years. That's why you have time to inject the refined male essence and blood into it and activate the formation."

"If my son had been as prepared as you are, he wouldn't have died young."

"Well, you'll be able to go and accompany him soon."

"Just you?" Li Xueyao couldn't help laughing, thinking he had heard a huge joke. Then his expression suddenly darkened, and his whole body was filled with blood: "Little girl, the reason you can still breathe is not because you have any ability, but because of the secret that the Demon Emperor has hidden in you!"

Ye Qingmeng was suddenly stunned.

What secret? ? ? Isn't he the Xuanyin body? Everyone in the Seven Sects of the Demonic Path knows it!

"Oh, I was right?" Seeing that she didn't say anything, Li Xueyao smiled triumphantly.

"You have been patient until now, pretending not to be influenced by the Demon Emperor, but in fact you have only been hiding in the City That Never Sleeps to develop your power! You must have been ordered by the Demon Emperor to seize the Nether Sword. However, your mistake was that you killed my son, giving me a reason to mobilize the Blood Prison Sect!"

"Oh, I was really conflicted about having a falling out with the Demon Emperor! But now I see, it was worth it!" Li Xueyao looked greedily at the magic ring in Ye Qingmeng's hand, his blood boiling uncontrollably.

With his keen eyesight, he could tell at a glance that it was a magical artifact! And it was a magical artifact specifically designed to assist in the cultivation of magic!

What was stored there was a kind of power that he had never seen before, which was completely different from the seven evil spirits of the seven gates of the magic path, and was even more powerful than them!

It was probably because of the magic ring that Ye Qingmeng was able to cultivate to the level of Nascent Soul Great Perfection and pry open a trace of the power of the Netherworld Sword.

This magic ring alone was enough to make Li Xueyao feel the excitement of treasure hunting for the first time in a long time.

Not to mention, Ye Qingmeng also holds one of the magic swords on the Divine Sword List!

The only gain he got was the loss of more than half of the Blood Prison Sect's demon cultivators and a useless son. It was a huge profit.

Ye Qingmeng, who had been tense all over, now had a strange look on her face, filled with confusion.

At first she thought that Li Xueyao had learned the information and came to seek revenge or he coveted her Yin Yuan.

As a result, Li Xueyao gave her an analysis with a smug look on his face, which confused her.

It seems to be somewhat right, but not completely right.

I am indeed enduring it, but it is clearly to resist the Demon Emperor, not on his orders!

Maybe this can be used!

"Since you know that I was ordered by the Demon Emperor, do you really think that the Demon Emperor will let you go?!" Ye Qingmeng asked tentatively.

"When the Demon Emperor knows that I have already seized the opportunity from you, I will really want to experience his magic skills!"

"......Since you believe that I have such a strong opportunity, do you think I will just surrender?" Ye Qingmeng pretended to be calm, trying to fool him first and buy time to recover his spiritual power.

However, Li Xueyao smiled coldly: "Of course not."

"So I don't intend to give you any breathing space!"

Li Xueyao suddenly attacked with a punch.

Ye Qingmeng could only respond with difficulty, holding the Nether Sword in front of her to block the attack. Although she blocked it, she was blown away by the powerful force, and the Nether Sword was also held in Li Xueyao's hand.

"Let's seize the treasure first!" Li Xueyao was overjoyed. He grabbed it fiercely and scarlet blood light emerged from his body, like red stars in the dark night. He actually relied on his cultivation to forcibly suppress the restless magic sword.

But when he looked at Ye Qingmeng, he instinctively felt a shudder, and the hell-blood demonic energy in his body seemed to be both excited and afraid, boiling uneasily.

Ye Qingmeng, who was in the distance, had disheveled hair and was covered in blood, but a miserable laugh came from her, which made Li Xueyao feel cold all over and froze in place for a moment.

That’s right, Ye Qingmeng, who was forced into a desperate situation, had only this one solution left.

If we fall into the hands of the enemy, life would be worse than death. It is better to fall into the devil, fight hard and die together!

Ye Qingmeng closed her eyes and could feel her consciousness gradually becoming blurred as the evil energy eroded her, but she did not regret it.

But, if I have to say...

Even if it was only for a moment, she still wanted to see the young man in white again------

"It's not like you to give up on yourself."

The girl opened her eyes in surprise, and all she saw was the familiar and warm smile of the young man in white.

Chapter 55: Ye Qingmeng doesn’t care

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"Why, didn't you leave..."

Everything before my eyes was too unreal.

Ye Qingmeng couldn't even believe it. In shock, she couldn't help but stop releasing the demonic energy.

But Ye Qingmeng quickly came to her senses, and pushed Xiao Wuyou aside anxiously, staring at Li Xueyao warily: "Are you crazy? This is a powerful person in the Spiritualization Stage. Are you here to die..."

Before she could finish, Li Xueyao gathered his demonic energy and attacked with a palm!

However, that extremely powerful palm strike hit the ruins beside them, burning the last bit of the Wanhua Pavilion's foundation to ashes.

Li Muxue sneered: "Nothing more than that!" while madly attacking the air.

The group of Hell Blood Demon Cultivators who had also fallen into the illusion cheered and encouraged from the sidelines.

Xiao Wuyou took the opportunity to hug Ye Qingmeng, left the battlefield, and came to a tall building.

"That guy is under a genjutsu, so don't worry about him for now."

Xiao Wuyou tried to comfort Ye Qingmeng, but he didn't expect the other party's reaction to be more intense than he thought, and he grabbed his collar.

Ye Qingmeng was no longer as calm as usual, and asked anxiously: "Are you crazy? Do you know who he is? If you, a casual cultivator, go against the Blood Prison Sect, you will only..."

"First of all, I am not a casual cultivator."

In front of Ye Qingmeng, Xiao Wuyou removed the illusion and revealed his true face.

An extraordinary appearance, as gentle as jade and as handsome as an immortal, suddenly appeared in front of Ye Qingmeng.

This was more effective than any words. Even Ye Qingmeng was stunned by his handsome appearance and stood there in a daze for a moment.

"Secondly, my name has never been Lu Renjia. My real identity is Xiao Wuyou, the chief of Juejian Sect." Xiao Wuyou looked directly into Ye Qingmeng's eyes and said word by word.

Ye Qing was in a trance and his eyes were blurry.

In fact, she had long guessed that Xiao Wuyou had given a false name, and his identity must be extraordinary. After all, which casual cultivator could practice both demonic energy and the magic way at the same time?

But precisely because of this, Ye Qingmeng could not believe that he was the true disciple of the righteous path who had been so popular recently!

Although she was a saint of the devil, she had no real power. She was so inferior in front of the other party that Ye Qingmeng actually felt a little inferior.

How could a true disciple of the righteous path fall in love with the saint of the evil path?

In the end, I was the stupid one.

"...Haha, it turns out that I have always been played in your hands."

Seeing Ye Qingmeng's smile gradually collapse and the devilish aura emanating from her body, Xiao Wuyou suddenly became anxious: "Don't get me wrong! I didn't lie to you. No, I did lie to you, but it wasn't what you thought. It was because of some compelling reasons..."

Damn, no matter how I explain it, it sounds suspicious!

When you don't know how to explain it to a woman, there is only one way.

"Ye Qingmeng, I'm here to save you!" Xiao Wuyou grabbed Ye Qingmeng's exposed delicate shoulders and shouted.

This straight shot pulled Ye Qingmeng out of her doubts, leaving her with only emotion.

That's right. Although Xiao Wuyou had deceived me, he had never harmed me and even came to rescue me on purpose. Now was not the time to dwell on the details.

But Ye Qingmeng quickly said with a serious face: "But even so, you can't fight the entire Blood Prison Sect alone!"

No matter how powerful the chief of Juejian Sect is, he is just a cultivator of the younger generation.

How could he possibly defeat the Demon Lord who commands one of the seven sects of the devil?

But Xiao Wuyou smiled slightly: "What if I have a way to deal with the Blood Prison Sect?"

Seeing Xiao Wuyou still having a confident expression on his face, Ye Qingmeng almost believed it for a moment, but reason told her that it was impossible.

"Thank you for saving me, but it's no use. Run away quickly, otherwise..."

Suddenly, a surge of demonic energy burst out from the ruins.

Relying on his cultivation, Li Xueyao helped all the Blood Prison Sect's demon cultivators to dispel the illusions.

He fixed his eyes on Xiao Wuyou, and his tone was filled with obvious anger: "Little brat, are you ready to pay the price for teasing me?!"

Unlike the previous show of mercy, Ye Qingmeng clearly felt that the other party really intended to kill her this time. She felt her hands and feet go cold and cold sweat broke out.

However, Xiao Wuyou looked back at Li Xueyao calmly and said slowly: "Are you ready to pay the price for hurting her?"

The moment the words fell, straight rays of light of various colors emerged from the darkness and fell towards the head of the demon cultivator from the Blood Hell Sect.

The spiritual energy exploded and spread. Even the demon cultivators who were famous for their bloodthirstiness were unable to fight back because of the sneak attack. They could only flee in panic under the saturation attack.

The next second, Zhang Caiwei and Song Dugu attacked from both sides, bursting out with their Nascent Soul cultivation, and pounced into the demon cultivators with full spiritual power, wantonly reaping the sinful lives.

"Are these all your people?" Ye Qingmeng looked at Xiao Wuyou in disbelief.

Regardless of why the Red Maple Valley obeyed the monks of the Absolute Sword Sect, how did he gather so many monks in advance? How did he know that he would have a decisive battle with the Blood Prison Sect here?

Xiao Wuyou just shrugged: "Since I'm here to save you, I will naturally be fully prepared."

"Do they know that I'm the Holy Maiden of Demonic Path?" Ye Qingmeng's expression became complicated.

"I know, but it doesn't matter."

The young man said it lightly, but it made Ye Qingmeng's heart tremble.

Presumably, as a true disciple of the righteous path, Xiao Wuyou must have paid a lot to gather these helpers to save him. Even if he didn't say it, Ye Qingmeng could imagine the difficulty of persuading a group of righteous monks to come to rescue the Saint of the Demonic Path, and even Xiao Wuyou might have paid a considerable price.