亚洲伊人久久大香线蕉

Chapter 845 - 845: Her Choice, Listen to Her Heart’s Arrangement

She knew very well that Yan Ye was nervous. What did he hope to see? That huge battle ten thousand years ago, the war between the Yanmo Heavenly Clan and the Divine Hall of Judgment, or when the Devil Emperor’s wife had fallen? Or could it be how the Devil Emperor led an army to attack the Divine Hall of Judgment which caused the entire 33 Heavens to fall into a havoc? Or how the Devil Emperor had torn through space and divided a complete world into three, forming the current world structure?

But no matter what, Beiting Huang had to admit that this man was very powerful and affectionate.

For a moment, Beiting Huang couldn’t tell what she was feeling. She hoped that she was really that woman, but she didn’t want to become that woman.

Even though she knew very well that Yan Ye wouldn’t be like ordinary people who valued the surface of a person, but cared about the soul. However, she still had some grudges in her heart.

In the dark world, Yan Ye lowered his eyes, and Beiting Huangs figure was still clearly reflected in his purple pupils. The young man’s eyes were dark and bright, like blinking stars in the winter night. His exquisite fair chin was as beautiful as the curve of jade orchid petals.

Yan Ye didn’t say anything. He raised his hand and slowly covered Beiting

Huangs eyes. His soft and slightly charming voice sounded. “Close your eyes.

The Demon Spirit Tomb will bring you to the battlefield you want to go to. Feel the battle intent inside.’

He did not say which battlefield he wanted Beiting Huang to choose. The ancient Creation God? Or was it the one the Empress of the Devil Emperor had participated in ten thousand years ago? He knew very well that no matter how powerful his Empress was, she was definitely not as powerful as the Mother of the Earth, the Creation God. She was a true god who had created the world. What Beiting Huang cared about was strength. No matter what she chose, Yan Ye would not be disappointed.

Beiting Huang closed her eyes. As expected, she seemed to be standing in front of the light screen again. Scenes quickly spun around her. She saw the

Spirit God who led thousands of Spirit Masters to fight in ancient times, the

Demon God who led tens of thousands of beasts to fight, and the Earth Mother who held a silver flexible sword to protect the living beings in the world…

The rumbling sound of war drums sounded in her ears like thunder. The roars of ancient magical beasts made her tremble. Streams of spiritual energy and black magical power collided and exploded into dazzling lights. Flesh and blood flew everywhere. She could smell the smell of blood flowing like a river. The ground seemed to be cracking, and space seemed to be torn apart. The powerful energy shook her soul, as if there was power tearing her body apart.

Beiting Huang felt a little breathless. War… The dense battle intent was formed by a huge amount of energy, stimulating the smell of blood, and the pleasure of killing. It formed a power that could stimulate people to fight.

A Will-O-Wisp flashed across her heart, and a figure seemed to be coming towards her from ancient times. He was wearing a purple brocade robe, and his face was covered by a black mask, leaving only a pair of purple eyes as he looked down at this world coldly. He was standing on the head of a huge dragon, and the purple dragon body covered the entire sky. The strong wind swept up his robe. His hand was as fair as jade, and he was holding a huge purple sword with complicated patterns in his other hand. His light and arrogant voice sounded in the world.. “Ming Xiu, what’s the point of always asking a woman to help you lead the fight? If you have the ability, fight to the death with me!”