The small commotion just now was not taken seriously by the monks in the Immortal Platform. The cultivators all gathered together, among which the Nine-Headed Jiao King was the most lively.
The Son of Taiyin, the little princess and the ninth prince of the Golden Crow tribe are all here. The atmosphere was lively as everyone drank and chatted with each other about the way to practice.
Prince Qinghe, who was originally surrounded by many monks, is now sitting with the old uncle, with no one around him. His face is frosty, like an ice sculpture, exuding the aura of keeping strangers away.
Seeing his appearance, some people who had grudges against the Golden Crow clan shook their heads, sighed, and started talking.
"The Nine-headed Dragon King is so arrogant and rude that he dares to take action here."
"The Xuanlong lineage clearly wants to take sides. If Prince Qinghe just endures, it will be fine. It's a pity that the young man is so angry."
"Let's see if he can come out of this blow. Haha, no matter what the Ziwei Dynasty has done, now that the Golden Crow King is about to die, I want to see how long these flat-haired beasts can be arrogant."
On the other side, the little Golden Crow Princess Lu Ling caught her brother's eye, took out a piece of powerful jade, and said sincerely to the Nine-Headed Jiao King: "Thank you, Brother Jiao, for taking action this time."
The Nine-Headed Jiao King looked at Lu Ling, who looked like a golden flower and was full of heroic spirit. He felt a little moved in his heart and wanted to get closer to the Golden Crow clan.
He laughed and refused: "It's a trivial matter, why bother saying thank you!"
The Ninth Prince of Jinwu sighed and said sincerely: "Now the Ziwei Divine Dynasty is so powerful that it dominates Luzhou. This time, Brother Jiao is trying to help our clan to vent the sins of the Ziwei Dynasty, and Ling'er and I can't thank you. No. Accepting this will make me feel uneasy."
"It's just a little prince. Even if he steps into the secret realm of Xiantai, it doesn't matter if he gets a title. Ziwei Divine Dynasty is beyond his reach, how can he send troops to Beiming?" Taiyin God Son glanced at Prince Qinghe and said indifferently.
"Exactly for this reason, why should the Ninth Prince worry? Emperor Ziwei will come to Beihai if he has the ability. Why should I be afraid of him!" The Nine-Headed Jiao King was even more arrogant and did not take the Ziwei Dynasty into his eyes at all.
Yin Qingwu sat alone at a table, accompanied by two maids. She looked cold and the moonlight danced in her eyes. No one dared to disturb her.
She looked at Taiyin God Son and others, her eyes were filled with clear light, and lotus flowers bloomed in the air, which was very beautiful.
Suddenly, a handsome man wearing a moon-white brocade robe came over. He whispered to a goddess next to Yi Qingwu for a while, and she slapped him twice shyly, then left the desk and met Yan Yixi. Switched places.
Yan Yixi was charming and suave, and Shi Shiran sat down. He did not stand aside from the beauty, but drank two glasses of sake, feeling a little intoxicated.
He once pursued this Fairy Guanghan, and even went to the Immortal Palace for her alone that no one had been able to pass for 50,000 years. However, he did not pass through. One hundred and eight heavenly gates of life and death, he fell at the ninety-third He was seriously injured and came out.
Although this achievement is extraordinary, it cannot attract Guanghanque's attention.
Returning to his spiritual thoughts, Young Master Yixi opened a folding fan, which was full of beauties. They were all in the posture of sinking fish and falling geese, and the moon was shy of the flowers. They were all of national beauty and heavenly fragrance. They were some of the most beautiful women today.
Among them, Princess Yue Shi ranked second, and her appearance was extremely beautiful.
The beauty at the head of the fan has no specific face, only a vague slender body, which is submerged in the mist, making it impossible to see the reality, and its shape and charm cannot be understood.
"The fairy descends to the northern sky, her eyes are misty in the wind..."
The young man in white clothes sang reed ballads and held a fan to mourn for himself. There was an indescribable sadness in his handsome face, which attracted the attention of many female cultivators. Some of the demon maids even had their eyes gleaming and wanted to eat him whole.
Yin Qingwu's expression remained unchanged and she did not pay attention to Yan Yixi. She was just like the bright moon above the nine heavens, shining brightly every year without saying a word.
After Yan Yixi finished her song, she collected her folding fans, bowed her hands to Yi Qingwu, and said seriously: "Fairy, I am visiting Beiming this time, so please be more careful."
The beauty of the Moon Palace nodded slightly but said nothing.
The man in white was not annoyed, and sat down to himself, then with soft eyes, he communicated with several female cultivators in the hall.
Seducing other women in front of the goddess is something only this disciple of human desire can do.
If you fall in love with him, you will understand your true intention from the moment you set foot on the road, and naturally you will not be worried about the love in the world.
Suddenly, the fairy mist shrouded, the strings came out, and the four fairies flew into the Jade Palace. They held the phoenix xylophone, the ink dragon flute, the purple gold flute, and the green jade zither in their hands, and each handed out a magical hand to hold it above their heads. The mysterious jade chariot on the top.
The misty divine music gradually rose, and on top of the divine chariot was an old man wearing a mysterious Taoist robe. His face was covered with wrinkles, and he wore a black gold crown on his head. His eyes were full of vicissitudes, and there was indescribable power.
The master of Shangxuan Island hurriedly came down to greet him, and the other monks all stood up and said respectfully: "Greetings to King Xuanlong!"
Taoist Xuanshui, who was over 3,600 years old, nodded, and with the support of four maids, he tremblingly stepped off the chariot and sat on the first seat.
Along the way, Yin Qingwu, the Nine-Headed Jiao King, the Ninth Prince of the Golden Crow, the Son of Taiyin, Lu Ling and others were also respectful and did not dare to offend in the slightest.
This is one of the only three Tao-killing Kings in Beihai. The other two are the missing Golden Crow King and the Lord of the Dragon Palace in Beihai.
An old guy who has lived for 3,600 years, in front of him, even their clan leader needs to perform the ceremony of a junior.
As soon as Taoist Xuanshui sat down, he looked at the Nine-Headed Jiao King and said feebly: "Nine-headed Jiao, you have passed this time, go and apologize to that little guy, and let this matter be over."
The Nine-Headed Jiao King's expression condensed, then he bowed his hands and said yes, walked to Prince Qinghe, then lowered his head and said: "I'm rude this time, I still hope Haihan."
Prince Qinghe looked indifferent, nodded numbly, and said nothing.
The Nine-Headed Jiao King smiled, showing his snow-white teeth, and said cheerfully: "A real man smiles away his grudges. If you come to Beihai again in the future, I will treat you to a drink!"
After finishing speaking, he walked straight back without waiting for Prince Qinghe's reaction. Taoist Xuanshui stopped talking and allowed his grandson to host the banquet...
At the beginning of the birthday banquet, everyone toasted to Taoist Xuanshui one by one, and the scene was very lively.
After all, this is the birthday of a peerless ancient demon. If this North Sea giant can take notice, it will be very beneficial to both himself and the forces behind him.
"Qing Wu wishes King Xuan a long life and a long life, and he will enter the holy realm as soon as possible!" Yi Qing Wu walked with lotus steps, like a breeze, not chilling her face, and carrying a faint fragrance, she walked out generously and toasted to Taoist Xuanshui.
Seeing Fairy Guanghan, Xuanshui Black Dragon, who was originally weak, also cheered up a bit, and chatted with Yi Qingwu kindly.
As the overlord of Beiming, this Taoist Xuanshui was also a romantic figure when he was young, and had relationships with many goddesses. Now that he is old, he still has hundreds of harems, specializing in the method of gathering yin and replenishing yang.
Seeing the old and disrespectful black dragon's eyes flashing, Yi Qingwu's expression was indifferent, and a faint trace of Holy Dao energy exuded from his body made the former feel frightened, and then he calmed down...
After several distinguished persons toasted, the banquet entered its normal course.
On the jade table, delicacies from the mountains and seas, fine wines, and fine wines were all available. The Son of Taiyin, the Nine-Headed Jiao King, and others drank by themselves. They were very comfortable. They regarded this banquet as a gathering of old friends and enjoyed it.
Later, the Xuan Shui Dao Life Demon presented the mysterious treasure unique to this ancient cave to the distinguished guests - the Black Dragon Fruit. Everyone was attracted by this magical fruit.
The fruit looks like a black dragon, but is no bigger than a pigeon egg. It exudes a faint black light, is crystal clear, and has a strong aroma that makes people salivate.
This is a specialty of this ancient cave. It is produced by the ink dragon vine that is rooted in the seabed. It is of great benefit to practice. However, it is very rare. Not many can be produced in a year, so even the distinguished guests only have one per person.
Afterwards, people were immersed in the joy of the birthday banquet. While enjoying the Xuanwu fruit, the fairies of Guanghan Palace performed a dance, which was absolutely stunning and pleasing to the eye.
This is one of Yi Qingwu's junior sisters, whose status is second only to her. She is so graceful that she dances in the sky wind, and is like a Xuannv descended from the sky.
After the dance, the Guanghan Fairy sang another soft song, touching people's hearts, with wisps of light rain, making people feel like they are in a dreamland, and they don't want to wake up.
Many monks looked at Yi Qingwu, hoping to witness the unparalleled dancing posture of Ziwei's most beautiful lady. However, the Moon Palace Fairy was shrouded in the hazy moonlight and could not see her face, which made people regretful.
The skirt of her skirt was swaying and her black hair was flowing. The disciple from Guanghan Palace sang and danced softly and said a blessing to Taoist Xuanshui, then slowly withdrew.
The hazy water mist leaped to the cloud platform, and the salty sea breeze blew by, making people feel refreshed and enjoy this feast.
Feeling the power of spiritual thoughts in this mist, Taoist Xuanshui's eyes flashed with brilliance, and then he moved his lips slightly and used the sound of dragon roar.
"I wonder if that Taoist friend came here and came out to see me!"
The rumbling sound continued, and the sound of the Tao turned into thunder and spread throughout the ancient dragon island, making many powerful people in the second heaven of Sendai feel terrified and became more and more afraid of this old black dragon who was about to be enthroned.
Prince Qinghe's heart moved, and then he tried his best to stay calm, not wanting to expose any flaws.
The mist was endless, with a faint light, and a cold and sweet voice came out.
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"I didn't expect a few other people to be there too. It seems I don't have to look any further..."
This message contained the coercion of the third heaven of Xiantai, and directly sent thunderous thunder in the sea of consciousness of the cultivators. Most of the cultivators were frightened and felt that a disaster was imminent.
The Ninth Prince of the Golden Crow was shaken, his face darkened, and he had a bad expectation in his heart.
"Did King Zidu come to kill you? Impossible. This voice of divine thought clearly belongs to a woman. It cannot be the two kings of the Ziwei Dynasty..."
The Nine-Headed Jiao King, Taiyin God Son and others on the side also worked hard to destroy the Yuanshen Tianlei. However, except for Taiyin God Son and Yi Qingwu, the other monks were very powerless under the power of this kind of Dao-cutting. , instantly depressed.
At this Dragon Island banquet, most of the guests were demons. Now, with the power of Heaven slashing down together, some of the demon cultivators under the second level of Xiantai showed their prototypes.
Suddenly, crabs, turtles, lobsters, clams, and water snakes huddled up in the Jade Palace, looking very embarrassed.
Seeing that several of his maids were also showing their prototypes under the power of Dao Zhan, Taoist Xuanshui looked displeased and snorted: "It's really rude."
He waved his big sleeves, and a burst of mysterious water energy rushed out, sweeping away the aftermath of the power of heaven in the hall. Then he stood up, took a step forward, and appeared outside the Dragon Island.
Some monks from the Immortal Stage Secret Realm also quickly set up their sacred rainbows and followed the Xuanlong King.
"Uncle Emperor, wait and see what happens!" After Prince Qinghe communicated with the old man, he also boarded the Shenyun and flew out.
Yi Qingwu's beautiful eyes flashed, her brows furrowed slightly, a little surprised and uncertain.
She has practiced ancient magic and can transmit sounds and intercept secrets. She heard the sound transmission of Prince Qinghe's spiritual thoughts, but the two ancient ancestors of the Ziwei Dynasty were not women...
"Is it someone from outside the world, or is it?"
Thinking of this possibility, Yi Qingwu felt silent and took out a white jade slip. She was about to crush it, but hesitated.
The king of Guanghan Palace is nearing his end of life and is in extremely poor condition. He was born to fight for the fate of immortality...
"Perhaps this strange king is not here for me. There has never been any enmity between Guanghan Palace and Ziwei Divine Dynasty."
With this possibility in mind, Yi Qingwu took back the moon-white jade slip, and then led her junior sister and maid to walk in the air with extremely graceful steps, hoping to see the unmasked third-level monk from Sendai.
"Bang!"
The scorching sun was high in the sky, and the waves in the vast northern sea rose up, setting off hundreds of feet of waves, covering the sky and the sun, and it looked terrifying.
In the chaotic mist, a vague figure loomed, and its appearance could not be seen clearly. But that kind of aura cannot be concealed at all. He is definitely a Tao-slayer in the End of the Dharma Age!
Taoist Xuanshui used his divine eyes and shot out two rays of divine light, trying to see through the chaos, but a beam of blazing golden light shot out, almost blinding him.
Repelled by the divine power of the holy soldiers, he grunted and took nine steps back to stabilize his body, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
Xuanlong King said coldly: "I don't know who this fellow Taoist is!"
At this time, Yi Qingwu, who was watching the battle, also received a message from Taoist Xuanshui, hoping to lend his holy soldiers to fight against the opponent.
She turned her beautiful eyes and remembered some rumors about the ancient dragon island master. After pondering for a moment, she still chose to refuse and replied: "Xuanlong King, I don't have any inherited holy weapons on my body, only moving jade slips stained with holy energy."
Upon hearing this answer, Taoist Xuanshui said nothing. Most of his original anger at being disturbed had dissipated, and he returned to his old look, and his aura suddenly weakened.
Since we can't borrow the holy weapons, we can only turn the big thing into a small matter.
In the hazy mist, the woman in green had a frosty face and said in a calm voice: "I want to take a few people with me!"
"I don't know who offended fellow Taoist." Taoist Xuanshui asked without moving.
Seeing that the other party was giving him a bad look, Qingluan's expression turned cold, and with traces of divine power flowing in his body, he took a strong shot.
The light of Yin and Yang flourished, and countless Divine Chains of Order broke out of the sky, condensing into three green Divine Feathers. One of them shot towards the Nine-Headed Jiao King, one flew towards Guanghan Palace, and the last one turned into a rain of swords all over the sky. , covering the entire Gulong Island.
No one could react to this shocking change. For a while, the cultivators were in chaos and panic.
Yi Qingwu looked stunned, and the Nine-headed Dragon King and the Son of Taiyin quickly ran towards Taoist Xuanshui, hoping to get the protection of this giant from the North Sea.
"How brave!"
Taoist Xuanshui shouted loudly, then he pointed it as a sword, and with divine power surging from his fingertips, he used a black jade divine seal.
The ancient seal floats and sinks, exuding crystal-clear brilliance. It is inlaid with a black gold bead, with a black dragon circling in it. This is the natal dragon bead of Taoist Xuanshui.
"clank……"
The sound of the sword was like a tsunami, rising and falling one after another, falling towards Dragon Island.
The ink seals lay across and suppressed, and a black dragon roared out. Various patterns appeared on its body, densely covered and intertwined, and the black light flickered, making it look very scary.
The black dragon roared longly and flicked its tail, obliterating most of the sword rain. In an instant, it seemed as if a meteor shower had fallen from the sky, and countless light points fell into the Beiming Sea, erupting with a huge roar.
Some of the sword rain that slipped through the net fell down, cutting many large holes on Gulong Island, like ferocious scars, which were very dazzling.
However, Taoist Xuanshui only cares about his own lair. He has no control over the Nine-Headed Dragon, Taiyin God Son and Guanghan Palace. He can run over to seek blessings. His death is destiny and has nothing to do with Pindao.
The green falling divine feather shimmered, clanged, bloomed with divine brilliance, and with the sound of the phoenix's cry, fell towards the Nine-Headed Jiao King.
Really feeling the divine power of Dao Dao, the Nine-Headed Jiao King almost lost his soul and shouted quickly: "King Xuan, save me!"
However, Taoist Xuanshui was dragging his rickety body to move, busy saving the foundation, and he just blew out a breath of dragon energy towards this place.
The divine feathers clanked and instantly broke through the black mist, flying towards the Nine-Headed Jiao King.
"Break the spell!" At this moment, the Nine-Headed Jiao King became anxious and directly used the forbidden technique.
Under his feet, a dazzling brilliance burst out, while blood spurted from his mouth, and a terrifying divine power surged.
"Buzz!"
There was a great earthquake in the void, and the nine-headed dragon used the ancient lost secret technique - the Dragon Climb to Heaven Step, stained with blood every step of the way, and escaped extremely fast, leading everyone to fly to Taoist Xuanshui.
On the other side, Yi Qingwu took a step forward and reached here.
Seeing the two crystal blue divine feathers behind everyone, Taoist Xuanshui's forehead bones glowed with light, his aura floating around his body, and he was ready to take action.
However, at this time, another heavenly voice came from the chaotic mist.
"Black Dragon, think about it clearly. Do you want Gulong Island to be destroyed?"
Seeing Taoist Xuanshui hesitate, Yi Qingwu sighed softly in her heart and sacrificed the holy weapon in her body.
The sky is floating, the auspicious energy is steaming, and a Qionglou Jade Yuyu flies out. This is a handed down holy weapon made of Nine Heavens Divine Jade, named Guanghan Que.
This holy weapon is so majestic, with a fairy looming in it, truly pressed down, hanging above Taoist Xuanshui's head, with millions of rays of moonlight falling down, making it look extremely sacred.
With the help of the holy soldiers, Taoist Xuanshui instantly changed his attitude. He let out a long roar, and the ink jade divine seal swept across the sky, instantly smashing two green falling divine feathers.
"Boom!"
The North Sea is turbulent, with strong winds howling, green fire rising into the sky on Gulong Island, rendering half of the sky blue, gunpowder smoke filling the air, sea fog surging, and the atmosphere here becoming increasingly chaotic.
Many monks immediately ran away, scattered in all directions, set up their divine rainbows and flew into the distance.
Taoist Xuanshui looked at his opponent indifferently and said: "You are so rampant with a holy weapon. Do you really think that this king is afraid of you?"
His realm is the fourth heaven of Zhan Dao, and he has been immersed in this realm for thousands of years. His eyesight is extremely high, and the opponent's aura of entering the third heaven of Sendai for the first time cannot be concealed at all.
