Lush branches intertwined above the Sun and Moon City. On the east and west sides of the city, there was a tall tower soaring into the sky. The top of one tower shed golden light like fire, while the top of the other tower dropped soft white light.
These are the Golden Crow Palace and the Jade Toad Palace in Sun Moon City. The goddess Qingzhi is a descendant of the three Sun Palace clans and is now practicing in the Golden Crow Palace. The other demon lords have their own caves in the city and do not live in the two palaces.
"You two, please come with me." Chong Yun looked respectful and did not dare to tease Zhao Chun like he did with Qian Ling.
She could tell that the two people in front of her were both human monks, but they each had something in them that made her deeply awe. For a moment, she even spoke softly, for fear of offending the other party.
Qian Ling also felt this way, and knew that this was not because the goddess paid special attention to the two of them. For the time being, it could only be attributed to the strong momentum and extraordinary strength of these two people.
What she doesn't know is that although Liu Xuan is not a demon, she still retains an extremely pure and powerful demon soul in her body, which makes many demon cultivators with ordinary blood fear them. As for Zhao Xuan, she is simply a solid Taoist statue. Afterwards, the pressure on his body became as powerful as Yuanyue.
The place where she was waiting to enter the city was still quite a distance away from the Golden Crow Palace, and there was a huge suspended platform built of black stone that looked into the abyss.
About 18,000 years ago, before the Heavenly Demon Shang moved overseas to Youzhou, the human monks slaughtered all the demons in order to obtain blood. After the descendants of the Xinglan Divine Lord fell into the hands of the human race, this long-lasting bloody war The fighting finally came to an end. The divine king was so angry that he bled for thousands of miles. The monk who killed the young demon was taken to the Demon Abyss by his servants to be tortured. The disciples who followed the human monk had their heads displayed to the public and were sacrificed in Congzhou.
There is a dragon inside. He is the queen of the royal family of the Dragon Palace in the upper realm. He is a good friend of the human monk. From time to time, the powerful master of the Dragon Palace comes forward to persuade him. He only wants to save the life of this junior. Unexpectedly, the Lord Xinglan has no scruples at all and directly calls the divine servant. He built a dragon-slaying platform, beheaded the dragon, refined its body to build the Golden Crow and Jade Toad palaces, and dug out a pair of eyes and placed them as "sun and moon" on the top of the tower to show the majesty of the god.
Such humiliation should bring disgrace to the Jiao Palace Master, and forge a grudge that will last for generations with the descendants of the Xinglan Divine Sovereign Clan.
The Jiao-Zhan Platform in Sun-Moon City was the place where the royal family of Jiao Palace had their heads displayed to the public.
Eighteen thousand years have wiped away all traces of the existence of the heavenly demons in the six states, and also made many monsters and spirits no longer hold hatred in their hearts. The Zhanjiotai that once held so much resentment is now just a gathering of various clans. A place where great things happen together.
They saw eight giant pillars built outside the hanging platform, and eight thick black iron locks hanging from the pillars, surrounded by two people. At this moment, they all tied a big green snake to the platform.
The snake's head was very huge, with two golden-brown vertical eyes embedded in its slightly flat head. He probably knew that his life was about to end, but he didn't make any death struggle. He could only lie weakly on the ground, his hands Eyes half closed.
The scales on the snake's body were dim, and some of the bloodstains were scabbed, glowing with a rotting purple color.
The demon cultivators surrounding the Jiao-slaying Platform saw that he had a calm expression and looked like he was ready to die. However, they were aroused with resentment in their hearts and yelled: "Why is this old snake so difficult to kill? Looking at his expression, how can it be difficult to kill him?" It’s not like you look down on us, please call some genius to come up and teach him a lesson!”
….The snake demon on the killing dragon platform is not from any ancient demon clan, but he has developed spiritual wisdom through the practice of mountain spirits. He has been practicing stumblingly all the way up to this point. He is already an extremely rare old demon among the spirits. If he didn’t know that Shou Yuan will be the master this time, After all, he also heard from elsewhere that there was a treasure in the Qihai Demon King's treasury that could stimulate the blood energy of the day after tomorrow, so he would not take the risk here.
"Humph, don't you know it yet? This old snake's luck is quite good. It has been able to practice as a mountain spirit for three thousand and five hundred years. It can be said that it is profound. Just now, two geniuses in the late stage of integration came up to try it. However, it only cut off half of the snake's scales, so who can kill it now remains to be seen!"
Although these demon cultivators are not as strong as the snake demon on the stage, in terms of the blood in their bodies, they are extremely powerful. Therefore, the eyes looking at the snake demon are not only devoid of pity, but also playful and contemptuous, as if the snake demon has this day. The following situations are all reasonable and should be normal.
"It's just a weirdo, so let me come here and give him a try!"
At this time, a figure jumped from the sky, and among the many burly demon cultivators, this man actually looked a little thinner. His skin was bloodless white, his lips were slightly purple, and his eyes were very slender. The scarlet pupils inside are also slender, and when compared with the fair face, they look even more sinister.
He was not dressed in the same way as other monsters, but in line with the preferences of human men. He wore a sapphire blue robe, held a jade fracture fan in his hand, and tied his black hair behind his head with a white jade hairpin.
The demeanor of Mr. Pian Pianjia is correct, but his behavior is extremely evil.
"Rong Zibai, if we talk about blood, this old snake might be a relative of yours. You really have the heart to do it!"
Several figures followed him behind him, making jokes at this moment, their tone full of sarcasm.
And this man was Rong Zibai in the mouths of several demon cultivators. He was a descendant of an ancient snake clan demon. His face changed with these sarcastic words, and he hummed: "How can such a lowly spirit be so evil?" He is related to our family by blood. If he is a snake and python and is related to me, then the pug who guards the gate for the Demon King Qi, isn’t he a good brother of yours, Jin Bei?”
As soon as these words were spoken, Rong Zibai knew that he had made a mistake.
Although the Gongquan tribe guarding the cave of Qi Hai Demon King was of mediocre origin, he was trusted by the demon king because of his loyalty to his master. It was good for him to look down on these ordinary demon tribes, but if he put it on the bright side, he would offend Qi. The suspicion of the Siren King. But once the words were spoken, they were as hard to take back as an arrow leaving the string. Rong Zibai could only snort coldly and turned around to walk towards the snake demon.
If he could successfully cut off the old snake's head, today's offensive words would be nothing.
"Brother Jin Bei, do you think this Rong Zi Bai can succeed?" The demon cultivator who spoke to Jin Bei had a face like a crown of jade, with white hair and white pupils. He was more worthy of saying "Yushu Linfeng" than Rong Zibai.
Jin Bei sneered, looked at him and said, "Why do you want to call me brothers again? Xueju and Quya have always been at odds with each other. I feel annoyed just by looking at you."
These words tore apart the handsome demon cultivator's whitewashed life, but Jin Bei didn't seem to notice it at all. He laughed and said: "The two people who went up first couldn't cut off the old snake. Only Rong Zibai's little bit. His strength is not as good as the one in front. If he can succeed, I can push the Golden Crow Pagoda!"
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