At night, the sea desert of the Dragon Domain is cold and lonely, and the cold moon shines on the boundless desert sea.

Rustling~

A fist-sized desert scorpion emerged from the sand, and before it had taken a few steps, it was stepped into the sand.

"It seems that something has happened to the red clothes. ”

An evil man dressed in green clothes and looking like red gritted his teeth and spat out a sentence, and at the same time rubbed the soles of his feet vigorously in the sand, and the poisonous scorpion turned into minced meat.

"Let's go back and tell my father. ”

An evil man dressed in black who blended with the night next to him said, "Who did this, it's not good to say for a while, I suspect that the heir of the demon god's knee secretly killed the red cloth silently." ”

"What the second brother said is exactly what I think. ”

Tsing Yi's face showed an extremely evil color, "Although Huanglong Zhenjun has given a huge benefit to let my demon clan form an alliance with the demon clan, but this is only a calm situation on the surface, but in fact, there is an undercurrent, and his demon clan secretly killed the red cloth, then he deserves death." ”

"Let my father decide this matter. ”

The black clothes glanced at him, and a green light surged in the dark night in his black eyes, "The altar on the other side is about to be completed, at this juncture, no one wants something to happen, in order to build this altar, our clan has mobilized the strength of half of the clan, and such a huge project cannot be missed." ”

Alack~

As soon as he finished speaking, a demonic wind swept over, and the color could be seen in the dark night, it was an off-white demonic wind.

"Big brother!"

The black clothes and the green clothes shouted respectfully, and the gray-white demon wind turned into a white-clothed figure and landed in front of them.

He is the eldest of the seven sons of the Demon God - White.

This son's face is extremely cold, less evil and more masculine, he looks like a cultivator of the human race, it can be seen that his cultivation is profound, to the point of refining demons and returning to the truth, he is worthy of being the eldest of the seven sons.

"Second brother and third brother, what are you muttering here?"

Bai Yi glanced at them and said, "The whereabouts of the red clothes are unknown, so you must not have found the slightest clue." ”

"Hmm. ”

Heiyi and Tsing Yi nodded, and Tsing Yi said: "I just suspected that Red Yi had been poisoned, and it was very likely that the demon clan did it. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, don't speculate. ”

Bai Yi waved his hand, "Now that the altar on the other side is a big event, it is rare for the two demon clans to work together for thousands of years, although they are all for profit, but driven by interests, I believe that the demon clan will not do anything stupid to kill the sixth brother." ”

"But ......"

"Alright, don't be. ”

Bai Yi interrupted them, "The altar on the other side has reached the final sprint stage, and it will be completed in at least half a month and at most twenty days, and then we will be able to get out of this sea of suffering and fly to the upper realm to become demon immortals, everything in the world is a trivial matter." ”

"That'...... The disappearance of the red clothes still has to be told to the emperor. ”

The black man spoke.

"Of course, go back now. ”

Bai Yi nodded, "Let's go, I believe that my father and I have the same thoughts." ”

After finishing speaking, the white clothes rolled up a gust of demonic wind, turning into a cloud of white wolf smoke and swept into the sky, and the black clothes and green clothes looked at each other and turned into two clouds of smoke followed closely behind.

"Master, Jiang Zhenren will be fine, you don't have to be nervous. ”

On the Sword God Peak, Li Anyang looked at Ye Jianqiu, who was frowning and his face was solemn, and said, "Jiang Zhenren has the appearance of a god, I believe he will be fine, I am more worried about Qiaoqiao now, I haven't seen her for many days." ”

"Go and practice your sword. ”

Ye Jianqiu exclaimed angrily, "What does she have to worry about? Although I have fulfilled you by listening to Jiang Zhenren's words, it does not mean that you can mention her in front of me all the time, especially at this moment. ”

"I ...... I just think it's a bit out of the ordinary. ”

Li Anyang lowered his head slightly, "Because in the past five hundred years, she has never been like now, she has not been heard from for a few days, I once had an agreement with her, as long as she is not dead and unable to move, she must see her every day." ”

"I'm so angry, go and practice swords. ”

Ye Jianqiu couldn't listen to it at all, and slammed it on the stone table, "I see that your mind is completely confused by her feminine color, if you continue to sink like this, the Haoyang Qi in your chest will be gone." ”

"Lao Ye, calm down, I think what this kid Anyang said is worth thinking about. ”

The cyclamen in the clouds patted Ye Jianqiu's shoulder and persuaded him.

"What is there to think about the affairs of their children?"

Ye Jianqiu shouted angrily and looked at Li Anyang, "What are you still standing here for?"

"The disciple obeyed. ”

Li Anyang bowed, although he felt very aggrieved, he still turned around and left to go to Sword Cliff to practice swords.

"Let's talk about the plan now. ”

The Linjiang Immortal opened his mouth and said, "Starting tomorrow, our soldiers will go to the Dragon Domain Sea Desert in three ways to find the place where the altar is located, and we must find it before Jiang Zhenren returns." ”

"Do your best, if we still don't get anything after Jiang Zhenren comes back, then it's up to Jiang Zhenren to decide. ”

The Cyclamen in the Clouds said, "That Yellow Dragon is insidious and cunning, and the location of the altar will not be so easy to find. ”

"If I knew that the red coat wouldn't have killed it. ”

Ye Jianqiu sighed a little regretfully, "We don't have Jiang Zhenren's strength, we can't see through what he can see, who knows that Jiang Zhenren will suddenly disappear, if he left the red clothes at that time, he can now take us directly." ”

"Well, I don't have to talk about that. ”

Linjiang Immortal stood up, "It's not too early, let's leave tomorrow morning, and I hope that Jiang Zhenren can return tomorrow, otherwise we will be regarded as a group of dragons without a leader." ”

The cyclamen in the clouds also nodded and stood up, and immediately left with the Linjiang immortals and went back to their cultivation residence.

Like a giant dragon entwined around the bottom of the great river of Longkong Mountain, deep in the Jade Dragon Mansion.

The Jade Dragon Ancestor, who continued to refine Jiang Han next to the Dragon Transformation Pool, breathed a sigh of relief slightly.

Because at this time, the Dragon Prison Tower in the Dragon Pool has completely quieted down.

The nine-inch Prison Dragon Tower in the heart of the Dragon Pool Vortex suppressed the jasper-colored dragon ball on the spire, and every three breaths would resound with a rumbling sound like muffled thunder rolling across the sky.

The Dragon Prison Tower was no longer as violently trembling and shaking as it was at the beginning, stirring the waves of jade syrup in the Dragon Pool, and now it was extremely calm, as if Jiang Han, who was imprisoned in the tower, had really been suppressed and refined.

"Whew. ”

The Jade Dragon Ancestor let out a sigh, "The human race is the human race after all, no matter how strong you are, in the hands of my Jade Dragon, it will still be difficult to escape the fate of being suppressed and refined." ”