The silent Jiuyou Mountain suddenly heard bursts of noise.
All the demons looked up and saw a figure gradually emerging under the bright blue sky.
The white clothes are floating and spotless.
The vision of a spiritual evolution is quite extraordinary.
What's surprising is that there are two winding horns on the forehead of the young man in white, which instantly makes his temperament more ferocious and domineering.
Behind him, ancient and powerful auras followed him. They were all dressed in golden robes and looked cold and indifferent.
"The Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Demons!! It's the Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Demons!!"
Some strong men from the demon race began to exclaim in excitement, and the original fear on their faces instantly dissipated and turned into a look of ridicule.
Especially at this time, everyone looked at Xiao Pian with a hint of sarcasm.
Who else is asking you to show off?
People are coming, why don't you...why don't you shout?
"Sacred Mountain of Ten Thousand Demons?"
Xiao Pian's fat face trembled, he silently put away the ancient sword, and bowed slightly towards Jiuyou, "King You, Jin Yi has been executed."
Then, he walked back to the main hall with a calm expression, crossed his hands in front of him, and stood quietly.
It looked like his actions just now were completely based on Jiuyou's instructions.
"Um?"
Hearing this, not only Jiuyou was stunned, but even the faces of all the demons flashed a look of astonishment.
Isn't this fat man too shameless?
When you were just showing off, you were totally dissatisfied. Now that you're done pretending, you throw the pot away and pretend it's none of your business?
"King You! Not bad."
Above the void, Ao Qing stood with his hands behind his hands. He glanced at Jiuyou playfully, then glanced at Wan Yao, and finally set his sights on Huahua in front of the main hall.
At this time, he didn't feel a trace of demonic power in this girl, but he felt inexplicably afraid.
He had never even felt this kind of feeling from Emperor Qinglong. Only Long Xuan had given him such oppression.
No wonder this King You is so arrogant, it turns out that there is such a peerless monster standing behind him.
When Ao Qing thought about it, there was no way that a demon clan with such blood would remain anonymous.
However, judging from the appearance of this girl, she is no more than twenty years old, so there is nothing to worry about.
Northern Xinjiang, in the final analysis, is still Long Xuan's world.
"Who are you?"
Jiuyou's figure fell from the sky and stood in front of Xiao Pian and others.
At this time, she also felt a sense of oppression from the strong man behind the young man.
It is obvious that some of the Ten Thousand Demons Holy Mountain God Emperors may have already entered the eighth level.
With Jiuyou's strength, he is enough to fight against a seventh-grade person while trying to expose his demon body.
But against the eighth grade, you will definitely lose.
What's more, unlike the Golden Eagle clan, this Holy Mountain is the real overlord of Northern Xinjiang.
"My Ao Qing, by order of the Holy Ancestor, I am here to invite Miss Bai Zhixi to visit the Holy Mountain as a guest."
Ao Qing bowed and saluted Jiuyou slightly.
He doesn't care at all whether the Northern Territory is in chaos or not.
What he wants to do is to help Long Xuan reach the top as soon as possible and make plans for the world.
The death of the young master of the Golden Eagle Clan had nothing to do with him. As long as Jiuyou obeyed, perhaps the Holy Ancestor would help her to bear this disaster.
"Looking for Zhixi?"
Jiuyou's beautiful eyes were slightly focused, and she was thinking secretly in her heart.
It is said that the three demon emperors on the Ten Thousand Demons Holy Mountain all want to take Bai Zhixi as their disciple.
But, who is the Holy Ancestor?
"Zhixi is not in Jiuyou Mountain."
"Not in Jiuyou Mountain? King You, you'd better not be ignorant of praise. The people the Holy Ancestor wants can't escape even with wings."
Ao Qing narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Jiuyou coldly. If Bai Zhixi was not in Jiuyou Mountain, Long Xuan would never be able to send him to arrest people.
Interestingly, a fifth-grade God Emperor dares to disobey his will?
Unknowingly, Ao Qing's personality also changed with Long Xuan. When he first came to Northern Xinjiang, he was still cautious and cautious.
The purpose of coming to this demon territory is to find the Qinglong Emperor and worship him as his teacher, so that he can use the power of the demon clan to fight against Zi Yan.
However, just a few months ago, he went through many hardships and was summoned by the Azure Dragon Emperor. When he arrived at the foot of the Ten Thousand Monsters Mountain, he happened to catch up with the birth of Long Xuan, and was attracted by her bloodline and beauty, and became a follower of the Saint Ancestor of the Monster Race.
By.
Although until now, Ao Qing still doesn't know why Long Xuan has such a terrifying true dragon aura as she is not a dragon.
But, no matter what, as long as we can get the favor of this holy ancestor, the sea area is profitable.
"Can't you escape with wings?"
Jiuyou's dark eyebrows were lightly clustered, and she could hear a bit of domineering hostility in this young man's words.
It was obvious that the Saint Ancestor "invited" Bai Zhixi to the Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Demons not just to drink tea and chat.
Suddenly, Jiuyou seemed to remember something.
A few months ago, on the Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Demons, there was a golden glow that stretched for 30,000 miles, covering the sky and the sun, like a treasure appearing in the world.
But under the cover of that golden light, many great demons who had reached the top of their cultivation were still keenly aware of a faint hint of evil.
Although Emperor Qinglong later personally came forward to refute the rumors, saying that the vision was caused by his cultivation, such words were not convincing.
But no matter what kind of treasure appears in the world, since it is in the Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Monsters, even if the monsters are given ten thousand courages, they will never dare to go up the mountain to snatch it. This matter has been revealed.
Could this matter be related to the saint ancestor mentioned by this young man?
"Zhixi is indeed not in the mountain. Besides, if you want to take her away from our Jiuyou Mountain, you need the approval of the Qingqiu Ancestor."
Jiuyou's tone was indifferent, but there was a hint of arrogance that was not negotiable.
Although this girl Bai Zhixi is quirky and mischievous, her nature is not bad, and she is the young master's sister. No matter who the holy ancestor is, Jiuyou cannot let her bear the slightest risk.
"Oh? Are you disobeying me?"
Ao Qing suddenly grinned, revealing sharp white teeth.
However, his eyes were looking at Huahua beside him at this moment. He saw the latter stepping forward and standing next to Jiuyou, looking up at him with a cold expression, "How dare a jiao to kill me?"
Acting cruelly in front of others?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a wisp of demonic power quietly flowing outside Huahua, and an ancient and heavy aura seemed to be awakened from the past, wrapping the entire hall in it.
"You...who are you?"
Ao Qing's expression changed, the fear in his heart became stronger, and the blood suppression between the same clans became even stronger.
Even though Huahua's realm was not as good as his, the Nine Heavens Holy Power still made Ao Qing's legs weak and he wanted to kneel on the ground.
even!
If it hadn't been for the young master's words not to reveal his true form, Huahua couldn't help but transform into a sky-swallowing demon body and crush the little dragon to the ground.
"Elder Lion Slaughter!! Kill her!!"
Ao Qing gritted his teeth, especially the sarcasm in the eyes of Huahua and others, which made the young master of the Jiao Human Race feel resentful and angry.
"yes!"
Behind him, a tall, blond old man with a demonic aura about his body stepped forward and looked down at Jiuyou and the others.
In the next moment, a ten thousand-foot-long demonic light bloomed in the sky, and a powerful force of the eighth-grade God Emperor crashed down, directly crushing the void, destroying the holy power, and shrouding Huahua and others.
"careful!"
Jiuyou's pretty face condensed, and she pulled Huahua behind her. Black flames rose around her body, turning into a hundred-foot-long demonic figure and soaring into the sky.