The mighty warships, numbering in the tens of thousands, are heading towards the depths of Beiming.
The wind and snow were raging, floating over the ocean, making it difficult for the demons to ride on the clouds. They had to hide in the warships to continue moving forward with difficulty.
The boundless Northern Ocean is filled with huge iceberg fragments, with sharp edges and heavy volumes. Every time they hit the waves, the warship will be rocked.
With the addition of Duanmu Chunhe, Han Dan's proud Wanli Han Wall was destroyed and turned into water.
His strength was not as good as Zidu, and with the help of endless sharks, he was naturally defeated, and was defeated in about two hours.
At this time, tens of thousands of black flag sharks were wandering around the team, patrolling silently like loyal guards.
Manjusri sat in the warship in the Qiongjiang Valley, closing his eyes and resting, waiting for the opening of the Demon Court.
The sound of howling wind and snow whistled into the room along the cracks in the window, mixed with the biting chill.
The cold environment in Beiming is not caused by the natural climate, but caused by the breathing of Kunpeng's evil corpse.
These cold winds and snows filled with frost are like the chill exhaled by evil corpses from their noses. They contain the ultimate ice aura inside, which is difficult to resist with ordinary means and treasures.
Noisy and chaotic sounds came along the edge of the window, causing Manjusri to slowly open his eyes.
He came to the window, flicked his finger, and the entire warship was suddenly covered with flowers, with colorful flowers rising one after another, blocking out all the wind and snow.
Looking out along the gap, I can see the majestic dragon whale riding the wind and waves, surrounded by countless warships.
On top of his broad back, Duanmuchunhe put his hands behind his back and stared deeply into the distance, with a sense of vicissitudes of life on his face.
As the Handan tribe was defeated, Duanmu Chunhe's reputation soared to new heights, vaguely surpassing Manjusri's status and becoming the strongest person under Zidu's account.
The group of monsters took advantage of the situation, and immediately became much less interested in the power of Qiongjiang Valley, and it was no longer as colorful as it was at the beginning.
However, Manjusri had already prepared for this situation and did not take it to heart at all.
"The purpose of the Demon Court reenactment is to select fresh blood, so we refuse to join those who are above the level of Golden Immortal. My outstanding performance in the previous battles should have been noticed by the great sage behind Zidu. I don't know when he will take action to recruit. If so,
After the Demon Court reenactment is over, it will be much easier to handle."
"Duanmuchunhe is a closed disciple of Tian Lulu. This time he took the initiative to seek refuge in Jiuying to support Zidu in order to find out the whereabouts of his teacher and to use the power of the Jiuying tribe to help him break through the Golden Immortal. The beautiful sheep he raised in his hands
, there should be quite a few of them. As for how to get them, you need to plan slowly."
"However, the environment inside the Demon Court is ever-changing and is not suitable for the beasts to participate in the battle. It is time to abandon the slave method and the shark swarm. But these are all details, and one's own realm is the key point."
When Manjusri thought of this, his thoughts fell silently and scattered in the sea water.
In the cold depths of the North Underworld, thousands of years of solid ice abound, clustering around each other and filled with oceans, like a suddenly flat blue carpet.
Countless sharks are swimming in the ocean. They are shaking their bodies hard, trying to keep up with the team, but they are always blocked by the ice and go further and further.
Manjusri frowned and reluctantly dispersed the group of sharks, causing them to leave the team and swim toward the Qiuxiang Plain.
The floating island giant whale has quietly left the battlefield, following Manjusri's instructions to go to the bottom of Lantian Sea to search for the precious treasures scattered in the depths.
As the team continued to push forward, the wind and snow became more and more fierce.
Many creatures who practiced the path of fire, wood, and cloud were hiding in the depths of the warship and shivering, using all their strength to activate their spells to resist the cold. However, the monsters who practiced the path of water, ice, and wind stood proudly and happily.
Enjoying Beiming's gift with eyes full of expectation.
Finally, after the severe cold lasted for six days, the team reached the depths of Beiming.
The floating island slowly suspended in the wind and snow is the prototype of the Demon Court, and the key to unlocking this secret realm is the flesh and blood of Zidu.
The moment he stood up, the wind and snow between the sky and the earth suddenly stopped, as if it had fallen into a state of stillness, and the bright golden light bloomed quietly, constantly wandering with gorgeous ripples.
Zidu's eyes were full of piety, he made seals with his hands, and suddenly spit out blood.
Poof!
The blood smoke is steaming, misty, and penetrates into the floating island.
In an instant, the floating island expanded rapidly, revealing the shadow of a magnificent and majestic palace.
The red walls and green tiles are magnificent, and countless rare treasures are dotted around, and the colorful treasures are dazzling.
Boom!
The majestic and majestic aura rushed to my face, and the heavy door of the palace slowly opened.
In an instant, blazing waves of fire flew wildly, spreading across the entire ocean. The swaying ice and snow melted directly, forming a warm and pure drizzle.
There is silence between heaven and earth, and all the monsters are looking at the sky with twinkling eyes, the building that symbolizes the glory of the monster clan.
The sea water trembled slightly, and thousands of precious jade stones traveled upstream, breaking through the air on the sea surface and turning into glazed steps stretching up.
Pearl agate, amber gemstones, mutton fat gold and jade... all colorful and dazzling, the edges and corners were smoothed by the power of heaven and earth, turning into smooth and generous steps.
Zidu couldn't hide his excitement, so he climbed up the steps and strode forward, "Yao Ting, I'm here."
"The illusion of the thirty-third heaven..." Manjusri's eyes were deep, and he followed closely with his hands behind his back, heading towards the prosperous and majestic palace.
Behind him, Duanmu Chunhe, Ai Wen, Hongxiu and other powerful spiritual immortals also climbed up the steps with great excitement. After him, there were the clan heads, faction leaders, and several true immortals.
The vast team walked towards the Demon Court. When the aura wrapped around their bodies, they felt as if they had been reborn, feeling relaxed and happy.
It lasted for a full three hours before the team led by Zidu all entered the Demon Court. Fine cracks suddenly spread on the steps, causing the staircase to the sky to instantly collapse.
The palace was dazzling, blooming with extreme brightness. After a moment, it was like a pufferfish exhaling and turning into a floating island, which continued to float quietly above the ocean.
The stagnant wind and snow roared again, scattering into the ocean.
The melted seawater quickly condensed into ice, burying all traces of that magnificent scene.
"It's finally over. Jiuying is really good at it."
"Hmph, it's really shameful that the great sage of the demon tribe would use such opportunistic methods."
"It doesn't matter. If you become a king or a bandit, you don't need to care about your means."
At this time, the strong men who were paying attention secretly withdrew their gazes and left. Except for Jiuying Patriarch and Gui Che, they had stayed where they were and were waiting patiently.
The moment Manjusri walked into the Demon Court, he was almost blinded by the sudden white light.
The ultimate white light shines from all directions, covering everything in front of you, as if you are in an ocean of light.
After more than a dozen breaths, the dazzling light all subsided, and Manjusri could slowly open his eyes.
The scene before him greatly shocked him.
What you step on is not soil, but a soft and misty sea of clouds, filled with steam that stretches to the end of the horizon.
The sky is flowing with a sky-blue halo, and thousands of stars are shining brightly. They are connected to form a chain of star arrays that are extremely bright, causing the starlight to scatter and fall around you.
Countless majestic palaces are scattered in the depths of the boundless sea of clouds. Some are extremely gorgeous with withered beams and paintings, some are dark and dilapidated, and some are filled with roaring flames.
This is the holy land of the demon clan, a symbol of the past, a gift from Beiming, the Demon Court!
Manjusri rubbed his sore eyes, looked around, and found that the millions of monsters that followed him had all disappeared without a trace, and he was the only one standing in the vast sea of clouds.
However, this was within his expectation.
Random teleportation is the basic ability of the Demon Court. Millions of demon clans may seem numerous, but in fact, in the Demon Court, they cannot even create a splash.
Manjusri's thoughts moved slightly, and he heard a "hula" sound, and the tattered moth wings suddenly stretched out.
The wings, which continued to exude scale powder, gently flapped and brought Manjusri into the air, flying slowly.
The breeze is gentle, the sea of clouds is rolling, the precious light is diffused, and the fragrance is bursting.
Manjusri was not in a hurry, but watched the scenery with great interest, feeling the unique peace and appreciating the prosperity of the past demon court.
Looking at it, the appearance of the entire Demon Court is very similar to that of the original prehistoric era. Not only are the four poles of heaven and earth divided, but also the realms of Blood Sea, Nine Netherworlds, and Underworld have corresponding boundaries, and strange flowers are planted everywhere.
The exotic herbs, swallowing the nectar and dew, add depth and vitality to it.
There are tens of thousands of well-proportioned palaces, each with a different appearance. The visions are constantly steaming, thunder and rain, earth, wind, water and fire, tigers roaring and dragons roaring never stop.
Every thousand miles, there is a statue of a great sage, every thousand miles, there is a statue of a leader, every hundred miles, there is a statue of a general.
These statues are lifelike, like their true bodies that have been sealed for many years. In addition to the fallen strong men of the demon clan, there are also statues of living strong men, arranged and distributed according to their status in the demon court.
The statue closest to Manjusri is the Great Sage Yingyu.
Its body is brilliant, as if there are thousands of stars hidden inside. It is thousands of feet tall and roaring like a ferocious beast. Its armor is decorated with pearls and gems, and its weapons are all gilded, and are extremely exquisite.
Inside the body of Yingyu, it is carefully divided into countless intervals, and various formations are arranged respectively, slowly rotating according to some mysterious laws.
With the changes of the times, the internal space of Demon Court has become self-sufficient. The operation of these formations is responsible for daily needs such as sowing, harvesting, expansion, and repair, thereby maintaining the normal operation of heaven and earth.
In short, every statue is a huge wealth, especially the statue of the Great Sage, which is even three times as rich as Manjusri.
Looking inside through Yingyu's eyes, Manjusri even saw two active Cao Huan Dan, playing and having fun!
"It's a pity that these statues were jointly made by Fuxi and Nuwa. No one except the Golden Crow bloodline can use them without authorization. In the past, there were a few bold immortals who wanted to take action on the statues of generals, but they couldn't do it.
All around, the flesh and blood were cut off, and the muscles and bones turned into pus and blood."
Manjusri's eyes were solemn, looking at the colorful fish, with a slight chill in his heart.
This is the courage of Emperor Jun. In order to protect this secret realm from being captured by Nuwa, he forcibly moved half of the avenue at the core!