My Demon Queen

Chapter 367 Found you

When Mo Qingcheng's purple lightning spiritual power, as powerful as raging waves, poured down like a river from the sky, the entire world was reflected in a strange purple.

The golden light curtain that originally shone with holy brilliance and blocked the demons' steps was like fragile broken ice. Under the impact of lightning and spiritual power, it made a heart-pounding cracking sound and was instantly covered with hideous cracks.

Hundreds of monks in the Tribulation Crossing Stage suffered a horrific backlash the moment the light curtain shattered.

Blood gushed out of their mouths like fountains, and their bodies flew backwards like broken kites, falling heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Huihai, as the host of the Western Paradise, managed to keep his body steady by relying on his powerful cultivation.

But his eyes could no longer maintain the calmness and composure of the past, and were replaced by deep fear.

It was an instinctive fear of death, as if the scythe of the god of death was already hanging over his neck.

Because Mo Qingcheng now appeared in front of him like a ghost, holding a sword that was emitting a sharp cold light.

Her eyes that looked down on the world and everything in it were like a god from above looking down on ants, cold and merciless, making Huihai feel as if he was in an endless ice cellar.

At this moment, Huihai clearly felt the dangerous breath of death. It was so strong that it almost froze his soul.

He raised his trembling hands in horror, trying to show that he could hand Ye An over in exchange for a chance of survival.

However, Mo Qingcheng seemed to be deaf to his voice. She raised her right hand like lightning, held the sword and slashed it hard.

In an instant, purple lightning raged wildly. Huihai, a powerful man who once controlled the Western Paradise, was instantly turned into ashes drifting in the wind under this destructive force, without even a trace of residue left.

Mo Qingcheng watched all this indifferently, as if she had just waved away an insignificant fly.

She raised her sword, and pointed the sharp blade at the monks who were still struggling to survive.

She opened her bright red lips and uttered one word without any emotion: "Kill."

This word is like the judgment of the god of death, cold and decisive.

In an instant, the many powerful demons behind Mo Qingcheng flew into the sky like a black storm. With ferocious murderous intent on their faces, they pounced towards the severely injured monks expressionlessly.

For a moment, shouts and screams were intertwined, and this once sacred land was instantly stained red with blood.

Mo Ruxue walked slowly towards them, her delicate eyebrows slightly wrinkled, and her eyes flashed with complex light.

Because she clearly felt that the power displayed by her sister's powerful attack just now was almost surpassing her own.

The half-step ascension realm is already a pinnacle that most creatures in this world cannot reach, and the powerful attack just now by my sister seemed to have not yet used her full strength.

Mo Ruxue spoke frankly and thought that if it were him, he would have to use at least all his strength to break through the solid light curtain, and this was when he was at the peak of his Half-Step Ascension Realm.

Her sister had overdrawn her strength once before and has not yet fully recovered. However, she was still able to deliver such a shocking attack and still have strength to spare. This made Mo Ruxue feel worried.

In this world, there seems to be a law that "Once possessed by a demon, one is ten times stronger; once cleansed, one is three times weaker."

At this moment, Mo Ruxue felt that the only possibility for her sister's current condition was that she had gone insane.

"Sister, your current situation is very wrong."

Mo Ruxue stood beside Mo Qingcheng and said with a worried look on her face.

Mo Qingcheng did not look back. She was like a ghost driven by obsession, stepping on the void. With every step she took, the void under her feet was like a calm lake with a stone thrown into it, causing ripples.

"Ok, I know."

Mo Qingcheng replied calmly, her voice was like the cold wind blowing from the Netherworld, without a trace of warmth.

"Sister, you know you're still doing this, stop. If you continue, the consequences will be disastrous."

Mo Ruxue followed anxiously, tears already in her eyes. She was afraid of losing her sister, and even more afraid that her sister would fall into an irretrievable situation.

"I can't stop. They are coming..."

Mo Qingcheng's tone remained calm, and she did not even turn her head back, as if there was an invisible force pulling her in front of her, making her unable to stop and she could only walk towards the depths of the Western Paradise.

Mo Ruxue also sensed something at this moment and quickly turned around to look.

Dao Wuchen and Kong Fuzi were standing behind them like two towering mountains.

They looked at the bloody scene of the powerful demons slaughtering monks from the Western Paradise under their feet, and solemn and angry looks appeared on their faces.

"These two old fools really like to meddle in other people's business."

Mo Ruxue looked at them, gritting her teeth, the anger in her eyes almost bursting out.

"It's all their fault, it's all their fault... A guess without any basis caused my sister and Ye An to be separated. Now my sister just wants to find Ye An, but they want to stop her, driving her crazy step by step. Damn it, they really deserve to die..."

Mo Ruxue thought to herself that the anger in her body was like a volcano about to erupt, and the burning flames also burst out from her body like a mad dragon.

The flames shot up into the sky, instantly enveloping the entire earth. The scorching heat caused the surrounding air to begin to distort.

"Demon Queen, stop it."

Confucius looked at Mo Ruxue who was bursting with spiritual power, with no expression of sadness or joy on his face. His voice was like a huge bell, echoing in this noisy battlefield.

Dao Wuchen also took a step forward at this moment, his brows furrowed, with a hint of regret in his eyes.

He didn't expect that the demons would actually act like this. This scene was far beyond his expectations.

"Close hand?"

Mo Ruxue snorted coldly, the sound was as sharp as an ice cone.

Then, she controlled the burning flames and launched an even more violent attack. The flames swept towards the two of them like surging waves. Wherever they passed, the space was burned with a sizzling sound.

On the other hand, Mo Qingcheng continued walking without looking back. Her eyes were only on the depths of the Western Paradise, where the person she loved so much lived. It seemed as if everything around her had nothing to do with her.

Kong Fuzi and Dao Wuchen didn't expect Mo Ruxue to attack directly and was unwilling to even talk.

Afterwards, Confucius held a jade pen, looked solemn, and wrote the word "water" in the air in a casual manner.

In an instant, a river as thick as a giant dragon rushed out from the word "water". The river roared and rushed, and collided with the blazing fire coming from the attack with an overwhelming force.

The collision of fire and water produced a huge impact force, just like two ancient beasts biting each other.

Water vapor and smoke spread, and the entire battlefield was instantly plunged into a hazy fog.

The fog was like a thick curtain, blocking everyone's vision and making people feel as if they were in chaos.

Dao Wuchen saw this and waved his hand. A powerful spiritual power surged out and the fog immediately dissipated a little.

But they didn't expect that countless fireballs would come like raindrops.

These fireballs were burning with raging flames, carrying the momentum to destroy everything.

Dao Wuchen quickly changed his finger gestures, and his fingers pointed out as quickly as a phantom. An invisible barrier formed in front of him, blocking the fireball.

The barrier flickered with a faint light, like a transparent shield, bearing the impact of the fireball.

But the Burning Flame is the divine fire of heaven and earth after all. Now with Mo Ruxue's terrifying strength of half a step into the Ascension Realm, the power of the Burning Flame is brought to the extreme.

The flames continued to hit the barrier, and the light on the barrier began to flicker and cracks appeared.

Dao Wuchen saw that the barrier was about to be burned through, and he did not dare to be careless for a moment. He took a deep breath and continued to change his finger gestures.

Then he transferred several fireballs into the void, which temporarily alleviated the crisis.

"Enough, stop it. If we continue to fight, the land of Western Paradise will be shattered."

Dao Wuchen spoke in a deep voice, with a hint of urgency in his voice.

This land carries countless lives and beliefs. If it is really broken, it will be an irreparable disaster.

The fact was just as Dao Wuchen said, Mo Ruxue's initial attack had already turned the battlefield into a scorched earth.

After being washed again by the river summoned by Confucius, the land has become riddled with holes and looks like a wasteland.

The ground was full of cracks, and the original buildings and vegetation had disappeared, leaving only desolation and blood.

"What does it have to do with me? I will kill anyone who tries to stop me today, including your disciples."

Mo Ruxue spoke angrily while changing finger gestures with one hand. The burning flames at her fingertips jumped more violently. The flames seemed to have life, causing the void to begin to vibrate, as if the entire space was trembling with this terrifying power.

"don't want……"

When Dao Wuchen saw this finger gesture, he was shocked and quickly spoke out to stop it.

Master Kong also swung the jade pen in his hand violently, and a fierce attack instantly attacked Mo Ruxue.

The attack was like a meteor streaking through the sky, carrying with it a powerful spiritual force, trying to interrupt Mo Ruxue's finger gestures.

"Oh, it's too late..."

Mo Ruxue dodged the attack with ease.

She sneered, put her fingers on her chest, her eyes full of madness and determination, and uttered a word softly: "Burn."

As the word fell, the disciples of the three holy places, most of the members of the demon clan, all the people and demons who participated in the gathering of heroes, had countless fire buried in their bodies, and scorching flames instantly burst out from their bodies.

Their bodies were instantly engulfed by flames, which burned their flesh and scorched their souls.

These disciples and monsters were struggling desperately, their faces filled with pain and fear.

The people and monsters around were all casting spells to put out the fire anxiously, and the lights of various spells flickered on the battlefield.

Some cast water spells, trying to put out the flames with water.

Some cast sealing spells to try to suppress the flames.

But the blazing fire was too strong, and their efforts were like an ant trying to shake a tree; they were of no avail.

For a moment, the three holy places and the demon race were wailing everywhere.

The miserable cry echoed above the human and demon races, and it seemed that the sound had also reached the Western Paradise.

Dao Wuchen and Kong Fuzi were also shocked. They had never expected Mo Ruxue to be so decisive and to attack indiscriminately.

There was a flash of panic in their eyes; this situation was far beyond their control.

"This is only part of it. If you dare to stop me again, I will kill your disciple."

Mo Ruxue said coldly, and at this moment her tone also had a bit of Mo Qingcheng's tone, cold and ruthless, which made people shudder.

Mo Qingcheng seemed to have sensed something. Her eyes, which were a mixture of purple and red, flashed with a light. She raised her head slightly, looked into the distance, and murmured.

"Got you……"