She had always felt that Feng Qingchen was heartless and would regard all living beings as ants. Now she realized that he gave up his emotions just to give all living beings an equal status, just like the way of heaven, only looking at right and wrong cause and effect, regardless of reason.

It may be too ruthless, but it eliminates the cruelty of the weak and the strong to the greatest extent.

Zhen Shan suddenly understood his belief, the responsibility and coldness of standing at the top, this man...

"Shangguan Ao, think about it carefully. Everything you did today will put the Shui Tribe in a desperate situation. The God Tribe, Monster Tribe and Flower World will not let you go."

The Water Lord said coldly, "As long as the Water Tribe replaces the God Tribe, what will happen to the Demon Tribe and the Flower Realm? The God Tribe? Hehe, Feng Qingchen wants to suppress the Demon Tribe this time. It will not be that easy. Maybe, it is not necessarily the case that he has died in the Demon Realm.

Yeah, haha..."

"What do you mean?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I asked some water tribes in Youhai to fully cooperate with the demon tribe to surround and annihilate Feng Qingchen's heavenly soldiers and generals."

Zhen Shan's eyes were filled with murderous intent, "Shangguan Ao, you are so stupid."

The water master curled his lips in a grim tone, "Stop talking nonsense, Xuelian, I'll give you two ways. Either you kill the gods around you and then destroy your own cultivation, or I will kill your eldest sister now."

"Little sister, no!"

"Shangguan Ao!"

Feng Xiaoyao knocked Shangguan Ming away with a slash, and flew to Zhen Shan's side, his face full of murderous intent, "Do you, the water tribe, really don't want to stand in the six realms?"

"The Demon Clan can be independent of the six realms and compete with all living beings. The God Realm can become the master of the six realms. Why can't we, the Water Clan?"

“You don’t know what you can do!”

"you……"

The Water Lord raised his hand and pinched Peony's neck, "Then how about I kill her first and we can talk about it later? If it's not enough, there are eight other spirit masters in the flower world. First use their blood to sacrifice the flag of my Water Tribe.

.”

Zhen Shan's eyes darkened to the extreme, and he clenched his fists.

"Xuelian, have you thought about it? I don't have much patience," the water master tightened his fingers. Mudan's face turned even paler. A hint of determination suddenly appeared between her eyebrows, and her divine body and spiritual power surged.

When Zhen Shan saw that Mu Dan was about to blow himself up, he had no time to hesitate, and a flash of red light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"ah!"

Before anyone could react, the Water Lord's shrill screams echoed throughout the Lingxiao Palace.

When everyone saw it clearly, they took a breath of air.

The water master's hand that was holding Peony turned into powder, and the strange red halo on his shoulders was still spreading, seeming to corrode his body bit by bit.

"Father!"

Shangguan Ming's pupils shrank, and he wanted to heal the water master. Shangguan Ao endured the great pain, took a step back, and said with a pale face, "Don't come here!"

Zhen Shan's mouth was full of fishy sweetness, and the sharp pain in her soul made her almost unable to stand still.

Her nails dug into her flesh, and now she couldn't fall, never.

Mudan was caught by Feng Xiaoyao. She looked at Zhen Shan anxiously, "Little sister?"

"I'm fine, Feng Xiaoyao, protect my eldest sister."

Feng Xiaoyao looked at her worriedly. No one else had seen her use that strange and terrifying power, but he had seen it and knew the consequences.

She seems to be fine now, but I'm afraid she's at the end of her rope.

"Xuelian, what vicious forbidden technique did you use?"

Shangguanming roared angrily when he saw his father in extreme pain.

"Your father asked for it," Zhen Shan said with a cold expression.

"You... we admit defeat, Snow Lotus, the Shui Tribe is at a loss, please let my father live."

"Really?" Zhen Shan looked at Shangguan Ao calmly.

The pain of his divine body being corroded bit by bit made him wail and scream, his face as pale as a ghost, powerless and frightened.

Now, he truly understood how it was possible that a woman who could be favored by that man, Feng Qingchen, and let her side by side just have a face.

"All water tribes, self-proclaimed meridians, surrender, surrender!"

The Water Lord wants to dominate the six realms, and even more so, he wants his own life. At this time, he has no regrets. If he had stayed in the Water Tribe obediently and bowed his head to Feng Qingchen and Zhen Shan, would he not have ended up half dead today?

, let alone let the entire water tribe follow him into misfortune.

After the Shui Tribe was subdued, blood continued to flow from the corners of Zhen Shan's lips, and her flawless white dress was instantly stained red.

"Little sister/Xuelian!"

"Snow!"

Before Zhen Shan's consciousness disappeared, she fell into the arms of a man with a sad sandalwood fragrance. She felt slightly relieved, but fortunately he was okay.

Feng Qingchen's armor, which had always been spotless, was stained with blood and looked a little embarrassed.

But at this time, he, who had severe mysophobia, could no longer control it. His eyes were full of the woman in his arms, and he held her hand carefully, wanting to heal her.

However, realizing that her physical injuries were more serious than last time, Feng Qingchen's heart tightened and she felt uncontrollable guilt.

Zhen Shan's body suddenly overflowed with brilliance, and he could no longer maintain his human body.

Feng Qingchen's eyes widened and he hurriedly used his original power to protect the somewhat defeated Snow Lotus in his palm.

"Master God, who is your empress?" Feng Xiaoyao frowned.

"I'll leave this to you first. I'll take her to retreat first."

"yes."

Just at the moment when Feng Qingchen's figure disappeared, the God Lord who was originally tied up suddenly screamed and his body was blown into blood foam, leaving only a trace of his soul lingering.

"Father!"

Shangguan Ming shouted sternly, "Feng Qingchen, you are going too far!"

"Is it too much to bully someone?"

Feng Xiaoyao ordered someone to take the tired and worried Peony Spirit Master down to rest, and sneered sarcastically, "Shangguan Ming, if something really happens to the Queen of Gods, I'm afraid not only the water master will be gone, but you, the water tribe, what do you think will happen?"

"Isn't Feng Qingchen just and selfless? By treating prisoners of war like this, isn't he afraid of the Six Realms' ridicule?"

"After today, do you think anyone else in the six realms will have any sympathy for you, the water tribe?"

Shangguanming's pupils shrank, his face became depressed, and he suddenly asked, "Feng Qingchen has never trusted me, has he? Nor has he ever relied on the Shui Tribe?"

Feng Xiaoyao's face was cold, "Do you really think that the Lord of God can't see the ambition behind your surrender? Shangguanming, your tricks are so stupid in front of the Lord of God."

He covets the Six Realms, but has no ambition. Without the strength, he is talking about Shangguan Ming.
Chapter completed!