Seeing that all the demon kings were deep in thought, a sea tribe member came up and whispered in the South China Sea Dragon King's ear. He was about to leave after hearing this.
"My friends, if there is no doubt, I will take the first step."
At this time, the Snow Leopard King who finally arrived suddenly spoke:
"This time Terror Mountain is willing to take action, naturally it is all for the sake of Lord Dragon God. Will the Dragon King arrange for us to meet Lord Dragon God so that we can reassure ourselves?"
Hearing what he said, King Zixiao and Fairy Yinque immediately nodded secretly.
Although the two of them boarded the ship several months before him, they had never seen the Dragon God, so they had some doubts in their hearts.
However, seeing that the Sea Clan mobilized the whole clan to march towards Bingque Mountain together, it seemed that they would not risk the fate of the Sea Clan so easily, so it was naturally difficult to ask further questions.
Now that they heard what the Leopard King said, the two of them also cast concerned looks at the Dragon King.
"Father has important arrangements to make, and I'm afraid we won't be able to see each other at the moment. When we arrive at the Ice Palace, he will come to meet us."
Seeing that the three kings were a little confused, the Dragon King of Nanhai immediately assured him.
Seeing his sincere tone, the three demon kings felt a little at ease.
After all, the purpose of this trip is to not only risk one's wealth and life, but also the fate of the ice domain demon clan.
If you win, of course, you can say anything. If they lose, the Ice Domain Monster Clan may no longer have a place to stay!
"Dragon King, don't blame me for being reckless. It's just that our snow demon lineage has been under the influence of the Ice Palace for many years. If we are not sure of victory, we really don't dare to take a step closer to Bingque Mountain. After all, the two old ghosts of the Ice Palace have already become gods. For a long time in the mid-term, even one person can never be your enemy!" The Snow Leopard King apologized, but when he talked about the two old ghosts in the Ice Palace, there was obviously a bit of fear in his eyes.
"What the Leopard King said is absolutely true. The Sea Clan will not fight an uncertain battle. Don't worry!" The Dragon King of the South China Sea nodded and then turned around and left.
As soon as the master left, the remaining three demon kings looked around, and then each headed towards the room.
After burning a stick of incense, in King Zi Xiao's room, Fairy and King Leopard came to the door at the same time.
The three kings looked at each other and laughed.
"Is it convenient to talk here?" the fairy asked.
"Hold on."
The Purple Owl King said and grabbed it with one hand, and there was a purple bird-shaped skull in his hand.
"Owl's Head Pearl!"
Seeing this treasure, the fairy and the strong man were shocked at the same time!
The strongest thing among the Purple Owl clan is the magical power of concealment and isolation. The Owl Head Bead, made from the head of the fallen Owl King, can not only isolate the body from prying eyes, but it is also said to have the power to create its own space!
I saw the Night Owl King using one hand, and the owl's head pearl turned directly into powder. The powder turned into dots of aura with a flicker, and then blurred and transformed into a three-foot-long purple owl's head shadow, covering all three of them. The purple light flashed again and again. After a burst of space fluctuations, the three figures became indistinct and indistinguishable.
"Even if the Dragon God is here in person, he can't hear what you and I say. Just say it." King Zi Xiao said with a smile.
Hearing his words, the fairy and the strong man suddenly relaxed.
"I thought the Dragon King only invited the two of us. I also wanted to go to Terror Mountain, but I was afraid that the Dragon King would blame me for being nosy." Silver Bird Fairy hid her mouth and smiled, "I wonder what kind of benefits I gave to the Leopard King?"
"Thank you fairy for your concern."
"Except for Bing Xin Dao, nothing else in this Bingque Mountain can be discerned by you or me!" The Leopard King also chuckled and looked at the fairy with fiery eyes.
"I wonder how many places were given to the Leopard King?" the Purple Owl King asked tentatively.
"One." The Snow Leopard King raised a finger.
"Oh?" King Zi Xiao seemed to be a little unconvinced.
"One Bingxin Dao quota, plus one head." The Snow Leopard King added.
"A head?" The fairy was stunned, and his eyes wandered around as if trying to find the answer on the Leopard King's face.
"You asked the Dragon King for the Queen Mother's head?" King Zixiao seemed to have guessed something and asked directly.
"Hehe~ How dare we forget the revenge of killing our father!"
"I just took this opportunity to ask the Dragon King for help, and the Dragon King was very happy.
He only said that if he could be killed on the spot, the Queen Mother’s head would be handed over to me. "The Snow Leopard King said with a fierce expression.
Hearing the conversation between the two, Fairy Silver Bird remembered that hundreds of years ago, Queen Mother of Ice Palace went to Terror Mountain and directly killed the old Leopard King, beheaded him and took the demon pill.
Even though the Leopard King later entered the state of transformation, he understood that revenge was almost impossible. He just hoped that he would not offend the other party again and end up like the old Leopard King.
It wasn't until the Dragon King suddenly visited and asked the Terror Mountains to besiege the Ice Palace, and heard that Lord Dragon God was personally taking charge, that he became excited.
If he could succeed this time, he would not only have the opportunity to break into Bingxin Dao, but also avenge his sworn enemy. How could he refuse such a thing that would kill two birds with one stone?
Therefore, he only asked for one spot and another head. Read the book
"When the Dragon God takes action, he is absolutely sure that the Leopard King's revenge will be fulfilled." The Purple Owl King nodded and continued:
"After all, the son of the Dragon God was also killed by two old ghosts in the Ice Palace. One of you avenges the murder of his father, and the other avenges the murder of his son!"
"How confident is the Dragon God in fighting two old ghosts alone? If he can take revenge, why did he stand still in the early years?" Fairy Yinque thought for a while and expressed her doubts again.
"His old man is the God of the Four Seas. There is no doubt about his divine power. If he didn't take action before, he probably didn't have a foolproof plan. Now that the Nanhai clan has come out in full force, they must be absolutely sure to wipe out the Ice Palace lineage from Shenque Mountain." The Purple Owl King's eyes widened. Squinting slightly, it seems that the gloom that has shrouded the hearts of the Snow Demon clan over the years has finally been swept away, and his heart suddenly becomes clear. .
"What the old man said is absolutely true!"
"The two old ghosts were attacked by the Dragon God, and the four spirit gods were killed by the three of us, but we don't know how to break the mountain-protecting formation?" Fairy Yinque asked again.
"Previously in the hall, I tested the Dragon King's tone. He only said that the Sea Clan has its own methods. He must have already found a way to break the formation!"
"Anyway, if the formation is not broken by then, we will stand still. And... we have to wait for the Dragon God to take action and entangle the two old ghosts. The three of us will advance and retreat together!"
"Everything is according to what King Xiao said."
The three demon kings took out another map of Bingque Mountain and made some deductions to prepare their backup plans.
.
In an ice field thousands of miles away from Bingque Mountain.
Two figures, one tall and one short, walked out of the wind and snow.
The tall man is an old man, wearing white clothes and a golden crown, with a long face and eyes, and his eyes are dark blue, but they reflect the entire snow-white ice field, and his eyes are also dyed the color of snow.
He is a short middle-aged man with black clothes and a bloody cap, a sharp mouth and red eyes, as if two scarlet flames are burning in the boundless wind and snow.
There was no breath on the two of them, and the snowflakes in the sky seemed to be hiding from the two of them. They were just circling around but none of them fell towards them.
"I have been sleeping in the sea for too long, and I have forgotten the grace of traveling in the nine days." The golden-crowned old man looked up and looked at the wind and snow dancing freely in the sky, and sighed in a low voice.
"Jie Jie... It's over now, Jiutian can go anywhere." The man in black smiled, his voice low and sharp, as harsh as a knife scraping on the ice field.
"My legs are numb. I wonder if I can still fly." The golden-crowned old man smiled faintly, and his body slowly became blurry, and finally scattered into countless snowflakes flying in the wind.
"The flying dragon in the sky is certainly happier than the abyss." The man next to him also swayed and disappeared without a trace.
