Dragon Palace.

In the empty and gloomy ancient hall, the footsteps are getting louder and louder.

The Demon Dragon King walked quickly, with a nervous look on his face, and walked towards the deepest part of the tall dragon chair step by step. The brazier crackled and burned. Sitting on the tall dragon chair, Xiao Wei narrowed his eyes and dozed off, and seemed to leave a gap to observe the outside world and listen quietly.

He came closer with the sound of footsteps.

No matter how many times I come here, I always feel nervous and scared.

The footsteps stopped, and the palace became deathly silent again. The Demon Dragon King bowed and saluted to the superior Xiao.

Xiao opened his eyes and looked down, smiling like a spring breeze, but the Demon Dragon King could not feel any warmth.

"Devil Dragon, is there any news about the White Dragon Girl?"

"Bai...Bai Long is still fighting with the demons on the battlefield of gods and demons. The battle lasted for more than a year. The battlefield was chaotic. The spies were unable to find out the details, but they are sure that Bai Long is still alive."

"Of course he is alive. Erlang Shen will not sit idly by and ignore it. What's more, the current demons can't kill the beast."

The hall became quiet again, Xiao seemed to be thinking about something.

The Demon Dragon King hesitated and spoke cautiously.

"There are outsiders outside who ask to see you and say that you are... and that you are the messenger of the Holy Spirit."

Hearing this, the corners of Xiao Xiao's mouth curled up slightly.

"Holy shit, he's appearing more and more frequently. Hey, let him come in."

"yes."

The Demon Dragon King bowed his head and retreated with slight hesitation. It had been a long time and he wanted to ask. He only hoped that Xiao could quickly rescue his son from that cold prison, but he did not dare to speak nonsense. Xiao looked like he was smiling but was actually indifferent.

Cruel, if you talk too much nonsense, it is likely to be replaced by a new 'Demon Dragon King'.

The Demon Dragon King returned not long after he left, still with his head lowered, followed by a young male fairy with an arrogant expression.

The master of the Dragon Palace doesn't care whether the saint's messenger behind him is arrogant or not. He just needs to do his duty and bring him there. It's his own business to make people angry. The saint who jumped out of nowhere may have some skills.

In the empty temple, the echo of footsteps can be heard.

Came to the high platform again.

"this……"

Before the Demon Dragon King could finish his introduction, the male immortal took a step forward proudly. The emperor opened his mouth and could only stand aside quietly, sighing that being young is really good.

The young male immortal bowed his hands in greeting.

"My master asked me to tell you that the white dragon is causing trouble. Please clean it up as soon as possible."

Xiao Xiao, who was sitting on the throne on the high platform, still smiled like a spring breeze and did not reply. He looked at the proud male immortal with a smile.

The Demon Dragon King, the master of the Dragon Palace, secretly looked at the messenger, then looked at the messenger, and continued to lower his head.

Young people, they can't help but be obsessed with self-confidence and aloofness. Maybe the Holy Spirit is very powerful, but it is not simple. What is the Holy Spirit's intention in sending such a fool?

Just when the young male immortal couldn't hold it any longer, Xiao finally spoke.

"Is Saint Hui panicking? It's just a little dragon. Tell your master to feel at ease."

After saying that, he closed his eyes slightly and took a nap.

The Demon Dragon King was stunned. He actually let this arrogant hapless guy go?

Another meaning of Xiumei is to see off guests.

I remember that there was once a half-dragon blood monster that accidentally made some noise, disturbed the quietness, and then completely disappeared and never appeared again. But now it let the arrogant messenger go. The Demon Dragon King felt that the saint was indeed very strong, otherwise his legacy

The letter is the last word.

When I thought of my last words, I immediately thought of my son who was still suffering.

The more powerful the creature, the harder it is to reproduce. The difficulty of producing an outstanding offspring is comparable to breaking through the shackles.

If one day I die, I won't even be able to tell my son my last words. The ancient world is in turmoil, the hell is overflowing with evil spirits, the demons are watching, and the various forces are fighting to the death. As the master of the Dragon Palace, I really don't think enough. If I can get the dragon's blood, maybe

Can improve bloodline...

Many thoughts were running through my head, and I suddenly saw the male fairy's face turn red and his expression angry.

Sure enough, the flowers growing in the secret realm have never seen wind and rain after all.

Perhaps it was for this reason that the sage sent him to deliver the message. If he was taught a lesson, his memory would be long.

Before the young boy opened his mouth, the Demon Dragon King patted him on the shoulder.

"you……"

The male fairy was angry, and when he turned his head, he saw the sharp fingertips of the Demon Dragon King and his beast-like eyes.

The old demon dragon had no expression on his face.

"Please come back. Of course, you can also walk around the Shenlong City, walk more, and see more."

With a slight force of his palm, he turned the young male immortal back and held him step by step towards the palace door. Let this boy escape. I really hope that he can live well. The more idiots in the ancient immortal world, the better. Maybe those clans

There may be more idiots like this in the world.

The Demon Dragon King, who had his back to the high platform, had a feeling.

Xiao Xiao must have gone out without a trace, and the throne was definitely empty. Nai He didn't dare to look back to confirm...

…

Night has fallen in the turbulent wilderness.

The Immortal Lords, the real rulers of each Immortal Realm, received an invitation. In the distant Golden Mountain in the West, the huge golden monk also received the invitation, and the signature was only one word, Xiao.

A moment later, Cen's Fairyland suddenly dispersed the night with brilliant light, a huge ceremonial guard appeared, and fairies scattered flowers and played fairy music.

The Cen family's children and the practitioners who had taken refuge in the Immortal Realm were extremely excited.

Scenes like this rarely occur. If they occur, it means a big event. The ancestor of the Immortal Lord is traveling!

Immortal realms in various places took action almost at the same time.

The gleaming golden fairy weapon building and the vehicles pulled by groups of snow-white fairy beasts are all top-notch fairy weapons, with overwhelming power. They leave the clan territory shrouded in auspicious colorful clouds and plunge into the prehistoric wilderness filled with evil spirits. In the clan territory, the immortals react.

disappeared before.

The direct descendants temporarily put aside their intrigues and knelt down to worship.

After kowtowing, I realized that the ancestor walked straight away without even looking down.

More than a year after the great changes in the prehistoric times, the overlords of all parties finally made some moves, but they did not take action against the fissures of hell where the evil energy was violently surging. Instead, they all disappeared.

At the same time, Jinshan Mountain in the West made strange behaviors that were different from those in other fairy lands.

A large number of monks who had cultivated themselves into golden bodies gathered at Jinshan Mountain.

Xiao only invited one person, but how could such a good opportunity be wasted? They missed the opportunity of the Demon Monkey before, and now may be an opportunity to make up for the loss.

Inside the temple, the golden light is dazzling, and there are bursts of chanting of sutras and mantras.

The tallest golden monk has the same warm smile as Xiao.

Only a few words were said.

"People in the world are suffering, and I teach that we should help the world with compassion."

All the golden monks sang the song of mercy.

The tallest golden monk kept sitting cross-legged and slowly rose into the sky. The golden auspicious clouds carried many monks and headed east. The fire of hell was extinguished and all things revived. People who struggled to survive knelt down and howled in thanks. The scene

Extraordinarily grand.

Wherever the golden cloud passed, the evil spirits were wiped out, and even the cracks in hell slowly healed, spreading peace all the way.

So far, all the hegemons with ambitions for hegemony have taken action.

Only the Xia Clan’s Immortal Clan has yet to express its stance.

Any immortal king who forms a family must have the intention to dominate the world and aspire to heaven, otherwise wouldn't it be better to be free and unrestrained.

There are two figures in the lofty mansion Fairy Mansion.
Chapter completed!