Two days passed quickly. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Today is the day when the demon envoy visits.

In the early morning, a red sun rises, lighting up the vast mountains and rivers.

Since that day, after the Nine Shadows Festival, a thick green smoke has appeared again, rising all over the dark land, spiraling upward, dyeing the sky full of glow and color.

There was an ancient and mysterious sound of music somewhere, as if it had come from a long time ago, and it did not belong to this era. It was the song of the Divine Pearl, and ancient music was played to welcome the Western Heavenly Demon Clan.

This music has a long history, it was resounded when the two clans formed an alliance ten thousand years ago, and it is the supreme etiquette, representing the magnificent ancient history of the past, and welcoming old friends.

Youdu City is an ancient giant city, magnificent and prosperous.

Now, the streets were crowded with the people of the Dark Land, all of whom were waiting for it, and some good people had climbed the walls, including priests and generals. Many people's hearts were full of curiosity, hoping to see what the legendary Western Heavenly Demon Clan looked like.

Soon, there was a burst of exclamations on the city walls.

In the swamp in the distance, several huge creatures slowly walked this way. It was some huge dryad, with even more intricate coils all over their bodies, and they were surrounded by an incomparably rich demonic aura.

They were slow, squinting at the giant tree as they surveyed their surroundings as they waded through the swamp. In a group of four tree spirits, they carry some huge palanquins.

Around these tree spirits were the soldiers of the demon clan, all with green faces and fangs, and their faces were hideous. These soldiers of the demon clan were all dressed in strange green rattan armor, and from the vine armor exuded a strong vitality.

It is said that this Western Heavenly Demon Kingdom is similar to those hidden immortal sects that only ask about immortality. Among the nine major types of arts, they mainly study the art of students, and as a member of the Western Demon Clan, they all have a long time.

It is rumored that the demon god of the Western Heavenly Demon Clan may not be as powerful as the Supreme Ghost King, but the years of its existence are terrifyingly long, even older than many god kings.

In the middle of the group of dryads, there was also a small dryad, a cut shorter than the others. However, it was surrounded by the stars in the center.

This dryad is quite special, its leaves are gorgeous gold, dazzling, even the bark and roots are gilded with a dazzling golden yellow, and there are huge golden fruits hanging from those branches, exuding precious light. It didn't look like an ordinary tree spirit, but more like some kind of precious sacred tree.

The golden dryad had only a small vertical eye, and its pupils shone with a strange brilliance, and the eyes were ignorant and ignorant, like a child who had not yet been deeply involved in the world, and looked at the surrounding scene curiously. On its branches, there hung a strange little cage, wrapped in huge divine leaves, and it was impossible to see what was inside.

At the front of the line was a huge black dryad leader, whose eyes shone with the fierce light of a beast. This Dryad is almost twice the size of the others. Its form was very strange, and unlike what plants usually do, the dryad was full of knotted muscles and had some kind of beastly curve.

On top of the head of this tree demon, there is a gorgeous small black sedan chair, and dozens of delicate demon bells are hung between the doors of the car. As the black dryad walked, the sedan car bumped, and these bells rang with strange sound waves, as if they could capture people's souls.

The way this black dryad walks is also completely different from other dryads. It wasn't the old-fashioned slow step, but the countless rhizomes dancing wildly on the ground, making a rustling sound that made it look like a giant black spider monster.

It didn't take long for the demon clan's envoy team to arrive at the gate of the Youdu City, which caused some minor surprises.

At the gate of the city, there were two huge Xingtian guards, and the black tree spirit approached quickly like a spider spirit, which made the two headless monsters a little dissatisfied.

They roared lowly, thumping their chests, and stood in front of the gates, confronting the dryads, making the atmosphere tense for a moment.

There was a reprimand from the gods, permeated with the power of the gods, rumbling, and half of the darkness could be heard. Even so, under the deterrence of the gods, the two Xingtian did not give in, and continued to roar.

They opened their huge eyes on their bellies and glared angrily at the Demon Clan's envoys, unwilling to get out of the way.

In the end, another god general came to help, brought the god chain, and it took half a day's effort, both soft and hard, to barely pull the two ends of the punishment away.

A priest flew down from the city, floated by the door of the black sedan chair, and explained in an apologetic whisper.

Immediately, there was a crisp laugh from the car door, charming and moving, as if it could turn all beings upside down.

Hearing such laughter, the secluded people on the city wall all began to discuss in whispers, covering their mouths and whispering.

Many people are starting to think about it. This laughter is so moving, don't think about it, the one sitting in the black sedan must be a beautiful woman in the city.

Could it be that this sedan chair is the legendary princess of the demon clan?

At this moment, to the surprise of many people, the curtain of the sedan door was actually opened by the people inside, and countless eyes full of expectation converged here.

Everyone didn't expect that the demon princess in their hearts would be so down-to-earth and generous, willing to show off her demeanor in front of thousands of civilians.

However, the next picture made many people's jaws drop.

What walked out of the gorgeous black sedan chair was not a beautiful princess who had captivated the country and the city, but an old woman with a mouth full of sharp teeth.

Half of the old woman's face was a terrible blue, covered with all sorts of terrible cracks, like broken porcelain. The other half of the face is the appearance of an ordinary old man, and on the old face, wrinkles are piled up like ravines.

It seems that this old woman doesn't know how old she is.

Such a terrifying-looking old woman was still wearing a bright pink Luo skirt and holding a delicate small paper umbrella. The old woman smiled, and even imitated the posture of a girl, and jumped out of the black sedan chair.

This scene stunned everyone present.

The old woman stood on top of the huge wood demon's head, half-covering the corners of her mouth, chuckling, and teasing the embarrassed priest, "Those headless monsters just now are very cute, didn't they come to greet the main palace, but why were they taken away by you?" ”

Although the old woman looked so terrible, when she spoke, her voice was as pleasant as a silver bell, as beautiful as a girl.

However, it is only when the old woman is hidden in a sedan chair that such a sound will make people think about it and listen to it pleasantly. When her real body appeared in front of everyone, I couldn't tell how weird it was.

I saw that the originally articulate priest looked stunned at the moment, floating in mid-air, not knowing what to say.

On the city wall, a priest opened the thick ancient book, only to see that on the yellowed paper, there was a picture of the battle between the ancient giant demons and the gods.

In the battlefield of gods and demons, hundreds of millions of miles of blood flowed and drifted, and there were endless gods and demons fighting each other, killing the heavens and the earth to the point of losing color, the sacred mountain collapsed, and the spiritual river flowed backwards.

In the midst of that chaos, there was a vicious-looking old witch, her eyes were like blood-red magic lamps, and her two eyes were just swept away at random, and the clouds in the sky were dispersed. The old witch held a strange magic weapon that she couldn't name, and when she turned over her hand, a large amount of divine blood rain splashed in all directions......

The ancient painting is carved with divine power, lifelike, leaping on the paper, and has not been destroyed after a long time.

When everyone looked at this painting, they were all terrified, as if they were there, as if the terrible scene was right in front of them.

Comparing the giant demon depicted in the ancient painting, and then looking at the ugly old woman dressed strangely under the city wall, everyone gasped.

At the head of the city, all the priests flew down and hovered beside the small black sedan chair, saluting respectfully and speaking in unison:

"Welcome to the Heavenly Demon Grandma!"