The dark demonic aura is boiling, and the deep ghostly aura is raging, eroding the real heaven and earth, wanting to turn all time and space into ghostly regions.

The old demon of Montenegro is the demon king, but also the ghost king, at night, has the power to let the underworld descend to the world, and now the underworld time and space are sealed and locked, if Qimen Dunjia is still there, Yan Chixia still has the power to break it, but now, Qimen Dunjia is invalid, Yan Chixia has not broken the underworld time and space, and returned to the power of the human world!

"Caichen!"

Li Qianqian's version of Yan Chixia called softly, full of affection, Zhang Qingxuan didn't know what to say when she saw this scene.

Zhang Qingxuan only has one idea now, if the two of them remember the things in their dreams, it will be fun.

"Brother Yan."

Ning Caichen replied weakly, full of evasion.

"Actually, I'm a woman, and I'm not called Yan Chixia, but Yan Hongye!"

"Yan Chixia, it's my father's name!"

Yan Chixia smiled sadly, tore off the beard on her mouth, and lowered a dark cloud on her head, revealing a face that captivated the country and the city.

"Are you really a woman?!"

Ning Caichen clutched his chest, looking incredulous.

"Why is this happening?!"

"Cai Chen, if I had known that I was a woman, would you still fall in love with Xiao Qian?!" Yan Hongye asked.

Ning Caichen was silent for a moment and said, "Yes!" ”

"A cute boy like Xiaoqian, I can't resist his charm!"

"Cute boy?! What kind of setting is this?! ”

Zhang Qingxuan, who was listening on the side, suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"Actually, I'm a woman too!"

Ning Caichen sighed, and also lowered the hair on his head, revealing a face that was not inferior to Yan Hong.

"What, you're a woman?!"

At this moment, two voices full of astonishment sounded at the same time, one voice was Yan Hongye's, and the other voice came from the old demon of Montenegro who had been silent for a long time beside him.

"You turned out to be a woman, you turned out to be a woman, you actually deceived me!"

"Die!"

"You're all going to die!"

The old demon of Montenegro roared wildly, looking like his dream had been shattered, and at this moment, the old demon of Montenegro seemed to have suffered an unprecedented blow.

"Why can't men be with men?! It was like that five hundred years ago, and it's still like this today! ”

"Heaven is unfair!"

The terrible voice of the old demon of Montenegro echoed in the void.

Countless dry bones emerged from the earth, black ghosts roared, the aura of destruction echoed, and between the rolling black clouds, blood-colored thunder flickered, terrifying to the extreme.

"It's not bad that you can't live together, it's not bad to die together, I don't mind if you're a woman!" Yan Hongye smiled stupidly, and her words were full of determination.

"The plot of the eight o'clock file is really exciting! Even if you read the file again, this time it's worth it! ”

Zhang Qingxuan, who witnessed the whole plot, comforted herself, this plot can be called a reversal and reversal, the so-called twists and turns cannot be described perfectly, it is really not until the last moment, no one knows what the ending is.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a huge sword light suddenly fell from above the sky, and the sword light was brilliant, like a heavenly river hanging upside down, carrying the momentum of the sky, unstoppable.

The sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and the ghostly time and space shattered at this moment, and under the sword light, the demonic spirit and ghostly energy all turned into invisible.

"Forever perished!"

Facing the sword light that was pressed down, the old demon of Montenegro roared, and the knife in his hand had already been cut out, wanting to block this sudden blow.

"No!"

But compared to the vastness of the sword light, the old demon of Montenegro is really small to the extreme, and between the lightning and flint, the old demon of Montenegro directly exploded, turning into thousands of fragments, and the form and spirit were destroyed.

"Slashing the Sky and Drawing the Sword?!"

"Who the hell is Your Excellency?!"

Yan Hongye stared at the white clothes and white clothes that slowly walked out of the dust, and her words were full of solemnity.

"Yin Moon Dynasty, Seven Nights!"

The warm voice came from the white-clothed figure, the wind blew, and the dust was gone, so that the three people present could see the appearance of the person who came, as for the tree demon, at the moment when the old demon of Montenegro exploded, he was killed by the way, and he didn't even have a chance to show up.

"Xuanxin authenticity, Xuanxin mystery, sky-cutting technique, Demon Lord Seven Nights?!"

"This seems to be something from decades ago, and no one has remade it, so whose handiwork is this?!"

At the moment when the seven nights appeared, Zhang Qingxuan finally knew what kind of world this was, from the time the old demon of Montenegro mentioned the Xuanxin authenticity and the secret of Xuanxin, Zhang Qingxuan felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

She hadn't seen that version, but she only knew a little about it, and now the most critical appearance of Seven Nights, she finally remembered.

It's just that the image of Qiye makes Zhang Qingxuan feel very weird, because it is Zhang Daoyi's face, and even the voice, Zhang Qingxuan feels that this may have something to do with him.

In her mind, Zhang Daoyi has always been the strongest existence, so the strongest person in the dream world has become the image of Zhang Daoyi, after all, this is a dream, not a real Chinese ghost story world.

At the same time as the appearance of the seven nights, the dream began to distort, countless bizarre fragments splashed, if the meteor was bright, Zhang Qingxuan knew that this dream was coming to an end, just like the game was cleared, this dream would not develop indefinitely.

Only Zhang Qingxuan is still the same, she has witnessed all these changes, looking at the flying fragments, and the crystal vein, Zhang Qingxuan thought a little.

The foundation of dreams may be built on that crystalline vein, which is as crucial as the circuit board of an electronic instrument.

"There are two more dreams, what will happen next?!"

Looking at everything around her, Zhang Qingxuan thought in her heart, vaguely, there was a sense of expectation in her heart, this kind of adventure is very interesting, far more exciting than reality.

Compared with this short period of experience, how pale her life in the past fifteen years is.

As time passed, Zhang Qingxuan's will also began to be in a trance, and vaguely, a gentle murmur suddenly sounded in Zhang Qingxuan's ears: "Child, although we are not by your side, the love you have is not inferior to anyone else." Because your life is your father's ...... at great cost."

The voice was extremely gentle, which made Zhang Qingxuan think of her mother, although she had never seen her mother, Zhang Daoyi told her that her mother had gone far away, and she had never seen only photos.

Later, when she was older, she learned that her mother had died of illness shortly after she was born.

She actually had some doubts about this, with Zhang Daoyi's inhuman means, how could her mother die of illness, Zhang Daoyi said that it was a genetic defect and could not be helped, Zhang Qingxuan once believed it, but now, hearing this voice, she felt that things must not be so simple.