Chapter 3912 (1/2)

And when they rush to the demon king, Luo Qingtong's figure is also rushing to the blood crown suspended on the blood throne.

”Hum!”

The moment her hand touched the blood colored crown, Luo Qingtong's consciousness hummed, as if she had been drawn and appeared in a strange space-time.

”Boom!”

The majestic atmosphere below suddenly soars to the sky.

Luo Qingtong's conscious body is standing in the endless void.

Even if there is no entity, you can feel the terrible and majestic power that goes straight to the sky.

The strength of the fierce, almost beyond the imagination of Luo Qingtong.

She had never seen such a terrible and strong breath.

Before the head of the demon king, if you live in this breath, even if only a trace of the breath, will also be shocked into powder?

And when Luo Qingtong thinks so, the scene below comes into her eyes.

Countless bloody armored figures, standing on the endless void, kneel down to the bloody throne in front of them.

And the throne stands above them,

High above, overlooking the world.

The figure sitting on the throne was in full swing.

A red crown was on her head.

Such as the veil of blood gently blowing, vaguely revealing the beauty of the peerless beauty. That exposed a touch of gorgeous color, even if only a trace, is enough to make the whole world pale.

She was wearing a bloody armor.

Like the color of blood surging around her, like the flame of dawn lingering around her, and like endless purgatory, flourishing red lotus, blooming in her weekend.

The gorgeous color between heaven and earth is so gorgeous, almost let people see, as if to be burned soul.

What is more shocking than the beauty of her appearance is her strong breath.

The bloody throne standing in the void almost suppressed the whole audience.