The White Queen is a world-famous great god who rules a world. The power of the twelve goddesses under her is very huge, and there are many gods and countless monks in the holy realm.
The Temple of the Goddess is the place of cultivation and living for the masters of the Twelve Goddess's Halls in the past. It is located in the hinterland of the palaces on the floors of the Goddess of the World, hidden among the white mist and divine clouds.
Monks all over the world have heard the name of the Temple of the Goddess, and imagine that the White Queen who lives in the temple is so beautiful that it confuses all living beings.
After all, the White Queen's reputation for being wild and seductive has spread throughout the world, enough to make any man have endless fantasies and lustful desires.
However, even in the fragrant legend of the White Queen, there are very few men who can enter the palace of the God. All of them are the overlords of the world and the masters of the world.
However, at this moment, Shang Hong, a god who was less than a Yuanhui age, was standing in the palace of the Queen of Gods, staring at the White Queen who had the cultivation of a great god with a condescending aura.
"The demon pupil is dead, Wu Ma Jiu Xing is dead, and the Sijia Blood Ancestor also died inexplicably. Now there are three more true gods captured by the hell world. The city lord won't tell me that all this has nothing to do with you, right?"
Even at this moment, Shang Hong's expression remained unchanged.
However, the eyes that stared at the White Queen were full of coldness. She did not get lost in her mood because of her captivating beauty and flawless figure.
Based on this alone, it is not an exaggeration to call him a future god.
Although the Shang clan controls the White Queen's biggest destiny, Shang Hong is not enough to make her feel fearful and cowardly.
The White Queen is sitting at the top of the palace, wearing moon-white gauze. Her long and beautiful jade-like legs are slightly raised, and the beautiful curves of her legs are fully revealed. Her crystal skin and tight thighs are simply stunning for anyone.
The monks' blood would surge when they saw it.
Even Shang Hong only dared to focus his gaze on her eyes and did not dare to look down, for fear that his mental will would be affected by the charming power she radiated everywhere.
"The ones who captured Yan Shen and the others were the disciples of the God of Death. God of Death, Goddess Twelve Houses cannot afford to offend him." The White Queen's red lips opened and closed, sparkling.
The voice was extremely soft and charming.
Shang Hong only felt that her gaze seemed to be able to release electric current, and his whole body became numb and lost strength unconsciously.
He didn't mind what happened with the White Queen.
However, the White Queen is a great god, and a shrewd person who can move between the major forces in heaven and hell. Once you get involved with her, how can it be so simple?
Shang Hong quickly looked away, snorted and said: "The Goddess Twelve Squares cannot offend the God of Death, how can she offend the Shang clan? I know that in the eyes of the city lord, Shang Hong is not important enough. Since
In this case, Heavenly Lord will tell you personally."
"Tianjun is here, Xinghuantian?"
The White Queen's bright eyes narrowed, and a look of surprise appeared on her stunningly beautiful face.
Shang Hong's body was as straight as a sword, he waved his hand calmly and threw out the "Yi" order.
On the token flying in mid-air, spiritual energy surged out and turned into a vast purple sea of clouds. On the sea of clouds, Yi Tianjun's tall figure condensed out, exuding a power that overwhelmed the heaven and earth.
The White Queen had already got down from the white jade chair, knelt on one knee in the sea of clouds, and said: "Greetings to the Heavenly Lord."
Yi Tianjun's eyes were like two divine suns hanging in the sky, and he said: "One hundred thousand years have passed, and your sisters have become more and more mature. Do you want to break away from this Tianjun's control, or do you want to rebel?"
"I don't dare." The White Queen said quickly.
Yi Tianjun's voice was strong: "Don't dare? If Yu Yao hadn't intervened, how could Wuma Jiuxing die? The Sword Lord was angry and ordered Yu Yao to go to the Sword God Realm to explain to him personally, otherwise the drunkard wouldn't be able to save her."
The White Queen's plump chest rose and fell as she said, "This matter has nothing to do with Yu Yao..."
"No need to explain! All you need to say is that whether she wants to die or live, how she wants to die, how she wants to live, it's all up to us. Two bastards who rebel against the God Clan have rebelled against you."
Yi Tianjun's true body has not yet arrived, but a divine projection has already vented his anger and divine power.
She seemed to have a strong fear of Yi Tianjun, which made Queen Bai completely forget that she was a great god.
At this moment, she was like a delicate white sheep being stared at by a ferocious hungry wolf. She did not dare to move. She could only use her strong will to support herself to remain calm and preserve the remaining dignity of the poor god.
Shang Hong stood aside and watched coldly.
So what if you are a great god? What if you are the master of a realm? In front of the Shang clan, you are just like a servant.
Yi Tianjun said: "Who is the spirit spirit who killed Wu Ma Jiuxing and Demon Eyes? The person trained by Yu Yao?"
How could such a small trick as killing the demon pupil and framing Wu Ma Jiuxing be concealed?
"No! I am sure that that person has nothing to do with Yuyao." The White Queen said.
Yi Tianjun said: "Whether it is related or not, you personally take action, and after the Linglong Conference, bring his divine heart to Shangqiu to apologize. Can you do it?"
The White Queen had no other choice and said: "Yes."
"Since you are still obedient, now you only need to do one last thing, and the guilt of the three gods' fall will be temporarily removed."
Yi Tianjun said: "No matter what method you use, Bai Qing'er can only marry my son Shang Hong."
The White Queen's face remained unchanged, but there was a look of fear in her eyes. She didn't want her daughter to follow in her footsteps, so she said in a calm and defiant tone: "My little daughter has become a disciple of Xinghai Angler, I'm afraid she won't listen to me."
if."
Yi Tianjun said: "It doesn't matter. If you can't do it, the things I just said show that you really intend to rebel, then there is no need for Xinghuantian to exist!"
"I just don't know. When your identity as a rebel against the Gods is known to the monks all over the world, will the drunkard and the Xinghai Anglers be able to protect you? I forgot to tell you that the Xinghai Anglers are in big trouble. I'm afraid they won't be able to take care of you.
.Therefore, it is useless for you to use him to suppress this Heavenly Lord."
The White Queen's ten jade fingers, which were as green as snow, were clasped together, and traces of blood escaped from the gaps between her fingers.
Yi Tianjun said: "You don't want to be the master of the goddess's twelve houses, there are many people who want to do it."
"God of Colorful Clothes!"
"The Black-Hearted Demon Lord!"
Out of the vast sea of purple clouds, two powerful and powerful figures stepped out.
The one on the left is wearing colorful clothes, with a thin face and narrow eyes. He looks like he is in his forties or fifties, and always has an evil smile on his face.
This person is the Realm Lord of the Yin and Yang Realm, the God of Colorful Clothes.
Another black-clothed god filled with demonic aura is none other than the Lord of the Black Demon Realm, the Black-Hearted Demon Lord.
Compared with a thousand years ago, the power of the Black Heart Demon Lord has become many times more powerful. He has gone from being a high-level god, breaking through the realm to being in the Taizhen realm, and can be called a great god.
The Black-Hearted Demon Lord was once one of the followers of the Thousand Bones Empress. He relied on the demonic inheritance of the Kunlun Realm to cultivate to the highest level.
Calculated in real time, his age is actually less than one Yuan Hui.
However, coupled with the time he spent practicing in the time formation, his age has already exceeded 129,600 years, and he has survived the catastrophe of the Yuanhui. Therefore, like the Thousand Bones Empress, he can no longer be called a member of this Yuanhui.
gods.
The Yin and Yang Realm ranks 372nd on the list of merits of all realms in Heaven, and is a first-class powerful realm.
As the Lord of the Realm, Caiyi God's cultivation is even better than that of the Black-Hearted Demon Lord, and he is an ancient great god.
However, even these two powerful masters of the world must bow respectfully when they pass by Shang Hong. After all, Shang Hong not only has a profound background, but his own talent and potential are also extraordinary.
Although the Black Heart Demon Lord has become a great god, it is still unknown whether he can win against Shang Hong.
The Caiyi God and the Black-Hearted Demon Lord glanced at the White Queen who was kneeling on the ground. One of them was evil and the other was demonic. They were naturally different from other gods.
Their faces were full of lustful smiles, and they did not hide the desires in their hearts at all.
The way she looked at the White Queen, she was completely naked, as if she were looking at the most beautiful food in the world.
At the beginning, monks from the Yin-Yang Realm, the Dark Demon Realm, and the All-Evil Realm dared to build the infamous Yin-Yang Palace in the Realm of Truth. Countless beautiful women were brutally ravaged. You can only imagine the virtues of these three realms.
How could they dare to do that without the acquiescence of the gods above?
She doesn't even pay attention to the Temple of Truth, let alone a White Queen?
"Oh, this is not the legendary White Queen who can rival the beauty of the Moon God. She is the majestic master of the world. Why is she kneeling here? Come on, I'll help you up."
The God of Colorful Clothes stretched out a pair of withered and yellow hands, grabbed the White Queen's jade-white shoulders, and slowly helped her up. However, he still didn't take his fingers back, caressing her tender and moist arms. He couldn't put it down, as if he was in love with her.
Play with a beautiful object.
The Black-Hearted Demon Lord stood aside, looking down at the ground, not as presumptuous as the Caiyi God.
Yi Tianjun's divine projection has dispersed.
The Black-Hearted Demon Lord said: "The Linglong Conference is of great importance. Tianjun is worried that the city lord will be unable to handle it alone, so he sent the two of us to help secretly."
The White Queen's beautiful eyes glanced secretly at the Caiyi God, but she was extremely disgusted in her heart. She secretly thought that it was strange to help her secretly. She was just sending you here to check and balance me, because she was afraid that I would not obey my orders.
As shy as a girl, she withdrew her jade arms from Caiyi God's hands and said with a smile: "Both of you are famous gods. When you come to Xinghuantian, will you probably arouse the vigilance of the hell world? What if?
The great gods of the hell world were brought into conflict, and the ones who suffered were Xing Huantian and the goddess Twelve Squares."
"No, the hell world will only think that we are still practicing in seclusion in Shangqiu." The Black Heart Demon Lord said.
Seeing the White Queen retreating away, Caiyi Shen felt displeased and said coldly: "Don't you understand what Tianjun means? If you don't obey, the two of us will take over the Twelve Houses of the Goddess."
"I heard that the twelve heads of the Goddess's Twelve Houses are all as beautiful as gods, and your daughter is known as the most beautiful woman of the new generation. I have long wanted to replace you, and then as the master,
Suppress them all and harvest them one by one."
The White Queen was carrying them, her eyes were filled with cold light, but she suppressed her murderous intent and said: "You are always joking, how dare I disobey Tianjun? My life is in Tianjun's hands!"
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Caiyi Shen smiled and nodded, staring at the enchanting back of White Queen Pingting with fascination.
At this time, Bai Qing'er's voice came from outside the God's Queen's Palace: "Bai Qing'er pays homage to the city lord and has important matters to discuss."