Chapter 358: Hundred Refining Qingyang
Zhu Xuan's lizard tail suddenly wrapped around Wan Qing's waist and flew down with her. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
However, to Zhu Xuan's surprise, it turned out that there was not only one seal that trapped Bai Lian Qingyang, the outer one was just a void, and the inner one was a truly powerful seal.
He thought that the seal that sealed the Hundred Refining Qingyang would be the same as his, there was only one, and he had inquired carefully before he came, and no one knew that there would be a second one here. So in his hand, he only has the key to the first seal......
Perhaps among the ten demon protectors, only the demon general Bailian Qingyang has the strength to make the gods jealous. If it weren't for the defeat of Lou Chen, the demon god who had just fallen into the Demon Domain, then the Demon Venerable who led the demon clan today would not be Lou Chen, but him.
He looked at the bronze platform engraved with charms in the center of the cavern, sealed in the Hundred Refining Green Flames where water and fire collided. It's still like more than 90,000 years ago, a face that is still cold even when he is asleep, a black robe, a smooth head, a pair of ears shaped like horns, and his skin is crawling with the Demon Clan's Holy Flower Hell Demon Star.
He, a hundred refining Qingyang, was originally born for the Demon Domain. I heard that he was born with the Hell Demon Star, and as he grew older, the Hell Demon Star gradually bloomed from a flower bone, and now, the pattern of the flower is almost all over his body. Even the Demon Clan's prophet couldn't predict what this meant, maybe he could replace Lou Chen and become the new leader of the Demon Domain in the future.
But putting aside the gap in strength, with his loyalty to the Demon Venerable, it is estimated that it will be difficult to have such a day.
Wan Qingda stared at the shadows that appeared and disappeared in the seal with her eyes wide open, from birth to now, it was the first time she knew that the original demon clan looked like this.
Zhu Xuan walked up the three steps of the copper platform with soft and elegant steps, and glanced at the seven copper pillars around the bag that continuously supplied energy to the seal, and the six fingers moved, gathering a black mist, a little tiptoe, the figure went into the air in the blink of an eye, and the next moment with a wave of his right hand, the magic power in his hand suddenly covered the seal like a haze of mountains and seas!
Wan Qing was so frightened by his sudden movement that she took a few steps back, nervously observing the movement on the seal - the magic power released by Xuan Xuan was silently swallowed by the seal, and when the black mist receded, there was still no movement on the seal.
However, just as the two of them were holding their breath and concentrating, a dazzling light suddenly burst out from the seal, and the light was like dense raindrops, and the raindrops were mixed with two temperatures, hot and cold, one hot as volcanic molten lava, and the other as cold as the desolate sea of ice......
Zhu Xuan seemed to have expected it, his body was dexterously dodging, his pupils suddenly shrank, as if he had reacted to something, and immediately flew to Wanqing, grabbed her and threw her in the direction of the seal!
Wan Qing kept screaming, her skin had already been beaten by the power of the seal, and when she got close to the seal, only the soul rushed in, and the body had already been wiped out.
She lay on the ground and watched in horror as she disappeared inch by inch as she outside, and raised her translucent hand to look at it, completely unaware of how her soul could enter the seal.
When the fear in her heart gradually subsided, another layer of fear grabbed her heart.
She stopped the trembling of her body, slowly turned her eyes to look at a pair of feet standing not far from her, and gradually, along the black boots, her gaze swept over the strong body, and fell on the cold and ice-like face of Bailian Qingyang.
The tightly closed eyelids seemed to move, slowly lifting, revealing a pair of cold black pupils, which fixed the focus on her body little by little.
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The evening sky was as red as blood, and when the blood faded and twilight fell.
In the dormitory of the Eastern Emperor Taixuan, Feng Jiu Kite, who was dressed in a neon rainbow red wedding dress, sat quietly at the head of the bed, motionless.
If you look closely, you will find that her fingers are a little spasmodic, trembling slightly, and the red head on the top of her head is like a piece of hard iron pressing, and she can't lift a trace of spiritual power up and down her body.
There is no doubt that this red hijab was forbidden by Donghuang Taixuan.
The candlelight in the hall smudged all the red things more and more red, and the sound of joy could be faintly heard from the main hall, mixed with the shouts of the ministers as they toasted.
Other than that, everything was eerily quiet.
Feng Jiu Yuan was a little worried about Wan Qing, so he asked Erbao to secretly go to the bottom of the cliff of Red Hunting Peak to look for it, and he hadn't returned yet.
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At the gate of the prison in the hinterland of the Red Hunting Peak, Lord Yama walked out of it, and in a moment, the figure quietly appeared in the Zhao Emperor's Palace, flew up to the Zhao Emperor's Palace, the tallest building in the Zhao Emperor's Palace, the Broken Danger Tower, looked around, and went to the sleeping hall of the Eastern Emperor Taixuan.
However, he had just reached the halfway point, when a strange breath suddenly passed through his nose, and his eyes flashed coldly, chasing the strange breath.
As the night grew thicker and thicker, his figure wandered around the palace, until he finally stopped at a slender shadow and fixed his gaze.
"It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, Zhu Xuan, I didn't expect you to come to the Zhao Empire. His voice was deep.
Zhu Xuan looked at him with his gentle body for a while, and the long lizard tail slowly squirmed behind his back, "People are not like human immortals, they are not like immortals, who is coming?"
"The one who collected the corpse for you!" Lord Yama raised his clothes, and his figure arrived in front of Zhu Xuan in the blink of an eye, and fought with Zhu Xuan at close range.
The sound of silk and bamboo drums in the main hall continued, but the Eastern Emperor Taixuan had already retreated, squinting a pair of narrow and cold eyes and returning to his dormitory with the support of the attendants.
He pushed open the door, glanced inside the jade partition, turned around and covered the door, picked up the colorful glass cup on the table, poured two glasses of wine and came to the bed, and handed one of them to Feng Jiu Kite.
Feng Jiu Yuan glanced at the glass cup coldly, and couldn't open his mouth and make a sound.
The corners of Donghuang Taixuan's mouth hooked slightly, "The emperor forgot, you have a powerful forbidden technique attached to your hijab." However, you are not an obedient woman, so I'm sorry that you have to wear it all the time tonight to sleep with the Emperor. After tonight, the emperor will take it off for you, how about it?"
There was something evil in his voice, which made people feel a chill down their spines when they heard it.
He stretched out the glass cup to Feng Jiu Kite's mouth, and forcibly stuffed the rim of the cup between her lips and teeth and poured it for her.
Half of the drink slid down his throat, and his sex was as hot as fire. Half of it dripped onto the placket, giving off a burst of wine.
Feng Jiu Kite's fingers became more and more spasmodic, and the Tenth Green Dragon Immortal Fruit in her abdomen was extremely restless, and her temperament was stronger than the wine that entered her throat, and it slipped away domineeringly in her eight veins, constantly expanding, as if she was about to burst her tendons and veins at any time.
After drinking the wine, Donghuang Taixuan casually threw the glass cup to the ground, took off the golden ruyi at the head of the bed, picked up the hijab of Feng Jiu Kite, and leaned his head to her lips.