Your Majesty, the Empress is on the Battlefield Again!

  When Si Luo approached, Yin Ting raised his head as if feeling something, and looked at Si Luo from afar, revealing a slight worry.

   "Stay away from here!"

  His voice was extremely low and weak.

  Even so, Si Luo heard it keenly.

  She noticed that the big ice cube was not in the right state at the moment.

   "Big Ice Cube, what's wrong with you? You look so pale?"

  As she spoke, she controlled the Shenyan Sword to land in the courtyard.

  In the current situation, except for the scope of the emperor's palace, which is still intact, the rest of the place has no place to stay.

  So even if the big ice block objected, Si Luo had to land here.

  Because she couldn't hold on anymore.

  Maybe he could see the effort in Si Luo's expression.

  The light in the emperor's eyes fluctuated, his thin lips pursed, but he still didn't say anything in the end.

  He closed his eyes, sat down cross-legged, his hands frantically stamped on his chest.

  On the forehead, an inexplicable golden dark line appeared.

  The whole person is getting brighter and brighter like a little sun.

  The area within a radius of 100 meters is illuminated as if it were daytime.

   The strong wind was blowing at this moment.

  The thunder and lightning in the sky seemed to be churning even more violently.

  Another huge bolt of lightning pierced the sky.

   It slashed down towards the intact palace below, and hit the barrier established by the emperor fiercely.

  The strong vibration made the air visibly twisted by the naked eye.

  Under this strong white light.

  Si Luo couldn't get close to the emperor, he could only watch him as if he was fighting with heaven and earth, and his heart was pounding.

  Big ice cube. You must be safe.

   "cough"

   An uncontrollable cough escaped from the emperor's thin lips.

   A blinding redness hurt Si Luo's eyes.

  I saw that the emperor's silver-white front was suddenly stained with blood, like red plums blooming in the snow.

  The peerless appearance added a bit of morbid desolation.

   "Big ice cube!"

  Si Luo could no longer hide his worry, and rushed in the direction of the emperor holding the Shenyan Sword.

  Because of the influence of the master's emotions, the sword energy of the Shenyan Sword spread violently, and unexpectedly forcibly isolated Bai Guang from her as the center.

   "Don't come here again!"

  Yinting's sharp gaze swept in her direction and stopped her.

  The surge of qi and blood became more serious.

  He had a dark feeling that something was wrong, and seeing this situation, he was afraid that his life and death would be fulfilled.

   But Si Luo appeared beside him at this time, fulfilling Chen Yun's prophecy.

  He didn't know what would happen if Si Luo approached him at this time, but the consequences must be extremely serious.

  The thunder and lightning in the sky seemed to be coming towards him.

  This tribulation thunder, one who is not careful may face the end of disappearing.

"Why?"

  Si Luo stopped abruptly, looking at the big ice block ten meters away, the ominous premonition in his heart spread more and more.

"Danger."

  Yin Ting held back for a while, then slowly spit out two words.

  Sweat, sliding down the forehead.

  Si Luo had never seen him so embarrassed.

  My heart is tormented like being burned by a raging fire.

   Misunderstandings.

  She had only one thought.

   is to stay by his side.

  Even if it is beyond redemption.

   "I'm not afraid!"

  Gritting her teeth, she took another firm step and walked towards him.

   They are all people who have died once.

  Are you afraid of dying again?

   Right at this moment, a second massive thunderbolt began to brew in the clouds.

  The purple thunder can be seen rolling inside with the naked eye, swimming among the clouds as if alive, hovering above the emperor's head.

  The huge roar fell without warning.

   "Cough."

  The mask around the palace began to crack, and the emperor's sitting cross-legged body was crumbling, and the blood at the corner of his mouth was dripping more violently, faintly golden.

  He couldn't bear it any longer.

  The third tribulation thunder didn't seem to intend to give him a chance to slow down, and it was brewing in the clouds again.

  The range of the thundercloud was wider this time, almost covering the entire palace.

   Once this thunder falls, it is very likely that the palace will be annihilated together.