The main master of the FD division was forbidden by Ji Xia with a mysterious spirit, and trapped the two secret treasures of Shentai and Shenyuan, and also made the demon monster in his secret collection only able to live in Shenyuan in peace, and could not come out to make trouble.

Therefore, the current major of Si Zhong is no more than the Nine Layers of the Spirit Mansion.

Although because of his precious heavy god inheritance, his Spirit Mansion Nine Folds combat power can be comparable to the Divine Platform of the Little Dynasty.

However, the current Ji Xia is hidden and prohibited, even if it is an imperial nobleman like the chief priest, he can't find it at all.

Ji Xia looked at the master and another girl who were wandering on the street with interest.

After the master was banned from the vault, he also asked Ji Xia to stay in Taicang.

Ji Xia naturally agreed.

It must be that the master of the division once solved Ji Xia's confusion and told Ji Xia a lot of secrets.

Moreover, after the secret treasure was sealed, the master of the division, but the cultivation of the Lingfu was completely unable to pose any threat to Taicang.

For many years, the master has always stayed in the capital.

During the day, he went to many Taicang ministers and nobles' mansions, and taught some ministers and children of nobles for a fee, so as to earn Taicang coins.

Ji Xia was very surprised when he heard the news at that time.

Not to mention that the Lord Si Chong was a Shenyuan powerhouse before, and his birth alone was noble to a certain extent.

The biological father of the Lord of the Priest is the lord of the Chongshen Emperor Dynasty and a powerful emperor.

As his heir, even if he is not popular, he will not lack a few yuan crystals, but a few spiritual veins.

Now, Taicang's most valuable Tianmu money, after experiencing the Battle of the Crane, can only be exchanged for a hundred spirit crystals.

Even if the master of the division works diligently every day, he can't earn a few canopy money a month.

Why did he bother so much?

The others were puzzled, but Ji Xia also had some understanding of the actions of the master of the division.

Probably because he was born extraordinary, and later because he unintentionally broke into the old abyss, he brought back the demon of Xiaozui, so that he was always blinded by the rest of the nobles, disliked by his biological father, and even hunted down by blood relatives.

So now that it's a calm Taicang, the master may want to live a peaceful life.

During the day, he gave "make-up lessons" to the children of Taicang nobles and ministers, and at night, he walked around at will and ate Taicang delicacies.

This has been the life of the master in recent years.

Even secretly monitoring the mysterious person who spies on the master of the division, in the past few years, except for the time when he is teaching schoolwork, he has never spent a breath of time on cultivation.

Over time, Ji Xia also forgot the existence of the main master.

I didn't pay much attention to him either.

Unexpectedly, today, Ji Xia would be able to meet the master of the division by chance.

Today's face was not as calm as before.

On the pale face, there is still a bit of restraint.

The girl beside him was dressed in an ordinary robe in the style of Taicang, her posture was not very graceful, and her face was not very outstanding.

A very ordinary girl who is too blue.

Compared with the master around her, she is still like a person from two worlds.

The master is handsome and has an outstanding temperament, just like a sculpture.

And the girl who is too young is ordinary, and the only thing worth talking about is the pair of eyes like a crescent moon when she laughs.

Ji Xia stood quietly on the street, watching the master of the priest and the girl wander around the street.

The Taicang girl seemed to be the leader of the "shopping" thing, and in her slightly flustered eyes, she was a little in a trance, and she took the master to wander around.

Ji Xia gazed at the Lord with interest.

Because he found that the eyes of the master of the division were always calm, and it didn't seem to be so calm today.

From time to time, his eyes fell on the girl, and then he moved away like lightning, for fear that the girl would see him looking at her.

"Hmm? ”

Ji Xia smiled, watched Master Si Zhong and Taicang Girl wander into another alley, and shook his head slightly amusedly.

"The master of the division has a dead face, but I didn't expect that there would be times when he was shy. ”

He continued to move forward, and he didn't intend to follow his boss and the Taicang girl, after all, he didn't have any strange hobbies.

And in the next hour or two, Ji Xia also encountered them again.

It's too big.

If not to live within a circle.

People who meet by chance may not meet for the second time in a lifetime.

When Ji Xia returned to the Shangqian Palace.

Xin Ya, the master of the Mysterious Pavilion, had been waiting in the Shangqian Palace for a long time.

He was holding a jade plate in his hand, which seemed to be a light yarn.

Ji Xia walked into the Shangqian Palace, and Xin Ya respectfully saluted Ji Xia.

Ji Xia casually walked up, sat on the throne, took a sip of fragrant tea, and asked, "What's on the plate?"

Xin Ya said: "This light yarn was offered by the Wugu Mountain Xifeng tribe, and they want to exchange this light yarn for a treasure to avoid robbery. ”

Ji Xia suddenly became interested.

Xin Ya took this light yarn to the Shangqian Palace, and must have thought that the value of the light yarn was worth a bone secret.

Otherwise, he would definitely not bother Ji Xia because of meaningless things.

Ji Xia detective.

The light yarn immediately flew into Ji Xia's hands.

The light yarn was held in Ji Xia's hand, and for a while, there were strange scenes that immediately entered Ji Xia's mind.

I saw a place where the scenery was very different, with countless trees towering to the sky and many flowers blooming in the area.

An ancient, mottled city wall, but with a mysterious atmosphere, stands in the center of the scene.

In the city, people come and go, laughter and laughter, very lively.

This scene appeared in Ji Xia's mind, which made Ji Xia very surprised.

Because he can clearly feel that the creatures in this city are the human race!

And these races are very powerful.

Among them, there are many supernatural powerhouses.

And the combat power on the city wall, the heroic generals, each of them has a spiritual mansion cultivation!

And that's not the limit.

In the center of the ancient city, there is a luxurious palace, hundreds of colorful and extremely beautiful palaces, gathered together, through the three suns, more and more extraordinary.

In these many palaces, the breath that came out made Ji Xia stunned.

Because among them, the aura of powerful Shenyuan powerhouses continued to burst out, and hundreds of Shentai powerhouses showed their courage, making all the clouds and mist in the void dissipate.

Even.

There is also a breath, like the scorching sun, endless scorching, endless dignity.

It is like a great ze, endlessly turbulent, endlessly profound!

"In this ancient city of the human race, there is a strong god!"

"And...... In this ancient city, all women are there, and not a single male exists. ”

A flash of skill flashed through his mind.

Lord Si once told him that to the west of the Guwu God Dynasty, there is a Terran daughter country.

Although the Terran daughter country is an imperial dynasty, it even has the strength of an imperial dynasty.

Legend has it that in that magical country, there is a mysterious spiritual field, and the strange flowers planted in the field.

Every morning, a peculiar dew can be condensed, and the Terran girl can drink the dew to conceive, conceive for ten months, and give birth to a baby girl.

Ji Xia thought of this, and then looked at this ancient city, there was no male figure, and there were many strong breaths coming out of many palaces.

"Here, is this the Terran daughter country, the Terran kingdom that is about to become an emperor?"

Ji Xia groaned, and suddenly a dark cloud suspended in the sky.

On the clouds, a girl with a pair of huge black wings, a bloodless face, and two sharp tiger teeth in her mouth, with no expression on her face, stared coldly at the ancient city below.

"Hand over the glazed Lingtian, the Mingjing Imperial Court doesn't have to die a single soldier, we will retreat immediately!"

A crisp sound roared, resounding through the void.

Liuli Lingtian?

Presumably it is the spiritual field that can grow strange flowers, and the flowers can produce magical dew.

These creatures with huge black wings and the appearance of girls are extremely powerful, and in the hazy clouds, Ji Xia can't perceive their true strength.

But if they can threaten this Terran daughter country that will immediately enter the imperial court, their strength will definitely not be weak.

However, what is the use of these winged girls asking for glazed Lingtian?

They don't need men either?

Ji Xia was a little suspicious.

And Ji Xia still clearly remembered that the master of Si Zhong once said: "This kind of dew only works on the human race. ”

It is also said that such a strange treasure, if it can also play a role in the creatures of the Divine Court, then the daughter country cannot always exist, I am afraid that it will have been suppressed by a powerful existence that needs spiritual water, and Lingtian Lingzhi Dew must have been taken away long ago.

"Then these girls with wings, what do you want to do in the glazed Lingtian? Take them back as decorations?"

Ji Xia was puzzled.

In the middle of the ancient city palace, a soft, but full of majestic voice came from above.

"Haoyue Clan, you and my human race are also of the same origin, why are you in a hurry to fry each other?"

Homologous ......

Ji Xia was confused.

But an extremely thin black-winged woman hurriedly flew out of the clouds, and she said coldly: "My Haoyue Clan is a descendant of the Qingyue Clan, how can I be of the same origin as your human race, Mingjing Emperor, you don't want to talk nonsense!"

Her tone was short, and her face was full of gloom, as if the voice had pierced his weakness.

Not only this extremely thin black-winged woman, but also many black-winged girls standing above the clouds were also immediately furious, full of anger, and scolded one after another.

It seems to be of the same origin as the human race, which is a great shame.

In the palace, the voice of Emperor Mingjing came, and her tone was full of disdain: "The Haoyue clan is just an accidental product of our human ancestors, but I didn't expect that today, the Haoyue clan has forgotten their ancestors and is unwilling to admit their origin!"

These words are very important.

Almost slap those black-winged girls in the face again.

The black-winged girls scolded angrily, not only threatening.

But Emperor Mingjing didn't have the slightest intention of flinching, and sneered: "If there is no human blood flowing in your blood, this is only a spiritual spring that works for the human race, why do you have to travel thousands of miles to come and snatch it?"

The black-winged girl suddenly froze.

The extremely thin black-winged girl was about to retort.

But in the void, a pitch-black throne floated up.

With endless black clouds, obscuring the scorching sun.

On the throne, an emperor with a cold face, sharp eyes, a bewitching posture, a pale and cold face, and a prosperous face, sat on it.

As soon as she appeared, the two wings behind her seemed to replace the sky.

Under the cover of wings, all kinds of visions continued to extend, and many divine laws and occult arts were hung high, turning into countless disasters and pressing the void.

Under the void, the little vortex continued to rotate, devouring all the spirit elements, leaving a vacuum.

Thousands of miles in a radius, even tens of thousands of miles, tens of thousands of miles, were suppressed by such power.

Once those divine laws and occult arts under the wings come, countless kingdoms will be crushed into dust and dissipated into heaven and earth.

Ji Xia was in a trance.

Such a majesty shocked him.

He muttered, "This Blackwing Existence is an Emperor! The Hazy Moon Clan is an Imperial Race. ”

Only then did Ji Xia understand why the Haoyue Clan was unwilling to admit his Terran bloodline.

The imperial race, how high and high.

And the human beings, although they are numerous, are extremely weak.

Even many of the hidden places of the human race are regarded as fat sheep that hunt wantonly and increase their heritage.

In such a situation, how could the Haoyue Clan, as an imperial dynasty, be willing to have a relationship with the Terran Race?

Ji Xia was thinking wildly, only listening to the center of the scene in his mind, the Haoyue Emperor looked down at the Mingjing National Capital, and said: "It's because of a trace of blood friendship, so I don't plan to completely suppress Mingjing, Mirror Time Emperor, you hand over the glazed Lingtian, the Haoyue Clan will leave immediately, don't bother, otherwise ......"

"Otherwise, what does the Black Moon Emperor want?"

A voice came from the ancient city of Mingjing: "The glazed spirit field has been refined by me, as long as my mind moves slightly, it will be completely turned into ashes, if the Black Moon Emperor doesn't believe it, you can give it a try." ”

She sneered: "My human race has a bad fate, and I don't want to have anything to do with the Emperor of the Moon Dynasty, you brought people to take over the glazed Lingtian, just to cut off my Mingjing Guozuo, even if the Mingjing Terran is dead today, it will not fulfill your wish." ”

The Black Moon Emperor looked at the ancient city with a blank face.

Above the clouds, many black-winged powerhouses shouted loudly: "Emperor, suppress this Terran Dynasty!"

"Dare to threaten Haoyue, trap them in the clouds, and slowly refine!"

"Mingjing is not an emperor yet, dare to be so arrogant, once Mingjing achieves the emperor, won't we never be able to get the glazed Lingtian?"

......

They shouted loudly and crisply.

The Black Moon Emperor of the Hazy Moon Clan was silent for a long time.

Suddenly, he ordered: "The cloudy moon god array will seal the entire Mingjing Dynasty Array, seal it for hundreds of years, hundreds of years, thousands of years, and their internal will naturally disintegrate......

The picture in Ji Xia's mind suddenly dissipated.

Only the light yarn in his hand still has a warm touch.

Ji Xia was silent.

To the west of the Guwu Divine Court, the daughter country of the human race, I really want to be going through a lot of tribulations.

"The fate of the Terrans is ......"

Ji Xia suddenly remembered the voice from the royal court of the Mingjing Kingdom.

Although he didn't see the face of the voice's owner, he found a trace of resonance in her voice.

"The Terrans have always been plagued by many calamities, not only other races regard the Terrans as a weak race, but even the emperor, which is from the same origin as the Terrans, is ashamed to recognize the bloodline of the Terrans, and even makes a ...... against the Terran Dynasty."

Ji Xia took a deep breath, his gaze crossed the Shangqian Palace, and looked at the Taicang human race who were cultivating hard in the secret realm.

Whispered, "One step at a time." ”

"Step by step towards strength, step by step to achieve the majesty of the Terran Monkey Heaven, at that time, I want to ask the Hazy Moon Clan, how unbearable the Terran is. ”