Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

Southern Heavenly Gate.

The demons already had red eyes from killing. Ye Xuan Ji waved his hand and there was a barrier that was set on the road to the mortal world.

If he didn't do this, the heavenly court would be seriously damaged and the human world would be destroyed.

"Xiu, xiu."

When the immortals and demons were facing each other, with a beam of golden light, Di Fan Yu descended from the sky and stood in front of everyone with his hands behind his back.

"We meet again." His deep voice slowly rang out, but there was helplessness and a hint of guilt in his voice.

"If the heavenly emperor's memory isn't wrong, you should remember what I said to you that day on the God Executing Altar." Luo Qing Chen looked into his eyes as she spoke with an ice cold voice.

She didn't understand why a proud person like the previous host would fall to his hands.

But she did fall and had a miserable end.

"I remember." Di Fan Yu nodded as his eyes never left her body. Then he looked her as he slowly said, "The matters between use, there's no need for outsiders to interfere……master."

As soon as his voice fell, his eyes swept over Ye Xuan Ji on the side with an unkind gaze.

Luo Qing Chen narrowed her eyes and coldly said, "I think I know who the outsider is."

"A thousand years……"

"You're not qualified to mention what happened a thousand years to me." Then Luo Qing Chen slowly raised the blood soaked Phoenix Dance Sword to point at him as she said, "A life for a life."

Silence, silence, silence……

There was a deathly silence in the air as the soldiers of both sides had stopped fighting.

Di Fan Yu narrowed his cold eyes and said, "Alright."

He leaped into the air, flying out in Luo Qing Chen's direction. Black smoke filled the air and thunder roared.

The bright heavenly palace had become darker than the Myriad Demon Mirror.

"Be careful!" Ye Xuan Ji's voice softly rang in her ear as a hint of worry flashed in his deep eyes.

Although he knew that with her current divine power, it wouldn't be a problem to face Di Fan Yu.

But……he was still worried……

After all……

In a duel between experts, the situation changed quickly. Di Fan Yu didn't hold back, so each attack was fatal.

He missed her, but he wanted to win more. In fact, he was contradicting himself. After all these years, he missed her like crazy, so that even after he became the heavenly emperor, the empress position was always hers.

But even so, it was just a dead person whose primordial spirit had scattered.

He kept looking for people similar to her. Her eyes, her nose, her mouth, as long as there was a single similarity, he would do all he could to bring them back to the heavenly palace.

Even if he never loved them, even if he didn't care at all if they died.

Just for a single thought, he kept them by his side.

Even as a substitute, he was willing for these millions of years.

But now that he faced her with his sword, he didn't want to lose, or rather, he didn't want to die……

He knew that she was powerful and hoped that his own power could suppress her power……

"Si!"

There was a tearing sound as Luo Qing Chen's Phoenix Dance Sword cut into his arm. Her eyes were as cold as ice and there wasn't even the slightest ripple of emotion in them.

"Master is master in the end……" Di Fan Yu's face was very pale and his right hand tightly held the wound as he looked at her to say, "I wonder if it was possible for me to become a god if it wasn't for you all those years ago."

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