Around the blood-colored skeleton, countless huge semi-demons were coiled around. The semi-demons had red eyes, covered with black scales, horns on their heads, and a long tail was dragged behind them. When they saw Nao Qiao from afar, they rushed towards her with their teeth and claws.

"Go away... don't come over! Ah--"

Lu Qiao grabbed Sikong Yunbing's clothes tightly and opened her eyes suddenly.

Sikong Yunbing looked at her with a worried look on her face: "But you are trapped in a nightmare? Look at you are sweating all over."

Lu Qiao recalled the terrifying scene in the dream just now, and her face turned pale. Her pupils shook slightly, no... This may not be a dream, but she accidentally triggered the destiny magic power in the Five-Head Art! After her soul was severely damaged, the Five-Head Art was unable to be used. However, the collapsed capital in the dream, the burning fire, and the huge blood-colored skeleton in the air... All of this looked so real, just like it happened in front of Lu Qiao! Could it be...

Lu Qiao's lips trembled slightly, and she whispered two words: "The Demon City..."

"Miss Long, what did you say? I didn't hear it clearly." Sikong Yunbing saw that Long Qiao in his arms was trembling, and knew that Long Qiao might not have had a dream, and it was very likely that he foreseeed something terrible was about to happen.

Two clusters of flames reflected in the eyes of the Long Qiao, as well as the collapsed Henghuo, the walls and the people running around, slowly spoke: "The demon city has been destroyed...it has been swallowed by a fire."

"What!"

Sikong Yunbing opened his ice-blue eyes wide, raised his head and looked at the west, and saw that there was indeed a cloud of red clouds rolling constantly in the distant horizon.

Not only did the hands of the noble Qiao holding Sikong Yunbing's collar, but instead he grabbed them tighter and tighter. Tears as big as beans rolled down from her dark eyes. She looked at Sikong Yunbing and said, "It's too soon, it's too late if it's late... Liuyun and the others are in danger!"

"Okay! Don't worry, sit firmly!"

Sikong Yunbing flipped his palm and a blue ice thorn appeared in his palm. He held the ice thorn and stabbed the Gu eagle under his seat! The Gu eagle was in pain, his eyes widened, raised his front paws and raised his head and roared, and ran desperately towards the direction of the Demon City.

Faster...it must be faster! Lu Qiao stared at the red cloud in the distance, his heartbeat like a drum. She formed a blood alliance with Liuyun. With a faint connection, she could feel that Liuyun's breath was very weak, and she was seriously injured, and was already dying. She did not save Bai Ze, so she could not lose Liuyun and the others anymore! There was also the Netherworld God Lord, I don't know how he was, whether he would be affected by this fire...

The Gu eagle rushed out hundreds of miles in one breath, then foamed at the mouth, collapsed to the ground, saying that he could not get up no matter what.

"You evil beast, you can't run so far, so what's the point of leaving you?" An ice cone condensed in Sikong Yunbing's palm and stabbed the throat of the Gu eagle.

"Let's wait!"

Unqiao stepped forward and grabbed Sikong Yunbing's wrist, shook his head at Sikong Yunbing, and said, "It's doing its best, you can let it go!"

"You are still talking for this beast! It's just a trick..."

"Don't worry, I have a way!"

After Long Qiao slapped the trapped animal bag on his waist, a large colorful bird flew out. He shook his huge colorful wings, whispered happily a few times, then leaned down and gently rubbed Long Qiao's cheek with his head.

"Is this...the divine bird clan?"

Sikong Yunbing's surprise is extraordinary. You must know that the Divine Bird Clan is an ancient divine beast that has been extinct a long time ago. Even in the fairy world, it is difficult to find its trace. Unexpectedly, this little girl actually has a Divine Bird as her mount!

Unqiao was quite afraid of Sikong Yunbing, so she didn't want to reveal Cang Luan's secret, but it was urgent and she couldn't care about that much.

Sikong Yunbing untied the metal circle on the long beak of the Gu eagle. The Gu eagle got up and escaped quickly like a evading the plague god.

Sikong Yunbing picked up Nai Qiao and jumped to the back of the sacred bird Cang Luan. Cang Luan turned her head, her bright yellow eyes were filled with anger, and she screamed at Sikong Yunbing.

"Cangluan, he is not a bad person, he is my friend..." Nao Qiao stroked the long hair on Cangluan's neck and comforted her.

Cang Luan still looked a little unhappy, and coldly squirted out a breath, shook her huge wings, soared into the sky, and flew towards the direction of the demon city.

In less than an hour, Cangluan approached the burning capital!

"Boom--"

A loud noise came not far away, and the tall city gate tower collapsed. The flames in front of the city gate soared into the sky, and a red sea of ​​fire was everywhere, and the rolling waves of heat came to the face! The pungent smoke spiraled up to the sky, and the flames splashed, bringing up a string of dark red Mars!

Unqiao raised his head and looked at the blood-colored skeleton above the capital, his eyes turned red, that's right! It was indeed the King of Hell who sought his life!

"how so……"

Sikong Yunbing also looked at the blood-colored skeleton above his head, and his ice-blue eyes sank slightly. Although the Demon Lord was still sinister and cruel, he would not order a capital city for no reason. There must be something strange about this.

Unkey looked at Sikong Yunbing coldly and said sarcastically: "How could this happen? Can't even see you, the devil? Isn't this a common method used by the Demon Sect?"

Sikong Yunbing's eyes were slightly cold and she said angrily: "Stupid girl! Are you talking to your benefactor so sarcastically?"

Uncle Qiao snorted lightly, ignored Sikong Yunbing. He reached out and patted Cang Luan on the back and said, "Cang Luan, get closer! I seem to feel the location of Liuyun."

"Chi——"

The sacred bird Cangluan sang for a long time and flew towards the burning capital.

The closer you get to this capital, the more you can feel the miserable scene of purgatory on earth. The bodies are piled up and blood flows into a river. Countless people are crying and wailing heart-wrenchingly, and are swept into the sea of ​​fire by the flying tongues of fire. Even if they survive by chance, they will be chased by the half-demons hovering in the air and torn into pieces with bare hands. Even the person with a heart-hearted heart will be moved by the scene in front of them.

"Damn it!" Er Qiao clenched his fists and shouted angrily.

Her eyes were filled with tears, and for the first time she felt that pale feeling of powerlessness... She was so small that she could not even save the capital in front of her! In the future... can she really reverse the universe and change the fate of all living beings in the three realms? Perhaps, the foreshadowing of the ancient Qiankun Cauldron is right, and everything will eventually be destroyed...

"Stop crying..."
Chapter completed!