Yin Potian secretly glanced at his sister's sleeves, and sure enough, the red marks were still there, and there were several criss-crosses on his fair skin, and his back hurt unconsciously. Picked up the spoon and scooped several pearl balls into the bowl for my sister, "Come, let's eat more, and the injury will heal quickly!"

The spoiled little princess is so squeamish, in fact, her repair power is amazing, and the red marks look scary, and the injuries on her body are not so painful for a long time. The natural treasures she absorbed when she was a small fetus were not absorbed in vain.

Since the beginning of the plan, every move in this palace has been under the control of the god of the underworld. Acacia was beaten during the day, and the god of the underworld appeared in the palace at night. But he didn't know that Bing Xin had already prepared, and the entire Ice Heart Hall was surrounded by the invisible enchantment she clothed, and there were bronze wind chimes hanging everywhere, connected by silver threads like hair, as long as an outsider stepped into this enchantment or triggered the ban, the wind chimes would naturally ring. In order to catch this master who entered the palace as if he had entered no man's land. He just appeared in the Acacia dormitory, and his clothes touched the silver silk thread while walking, and the wind chimes under his feet rang, and other wind chimes also rang under the pull of the silk thread, and the sound was crisp and pleasant.

The god of the underworld was startled, and just turned to leave, Bing Xin was already standing behind him with a sword, her eyes were slightly cold, and her face was full of frost. "Your Excellency entered the little girl's dormitory at night, and you don't know what you want?"

The dignified god of the underworld was actually discovered by a monk who was not a monk, and he felt that his face was really dull. Fortunately, he put on his "coat" when he came, and when he turned around, a handsome uncle about forty years old, wearing an ink-colored robe and a goatee appeared in front of Bingxin.

Bing Xin frowned and looked at him, the tip of the sword was still pointing at the god of the underworld, which made the god of the underworld smile on his face, but he was very unhappy in his heart.

"Your Excellency has come and gone in a hurry, even if you are a person from the Immortal Sect, you don't take the Dayong Dynasty seriously, right?" Emperor Yong, who was dressed in a black dragon robe, took Gonggong Pei and Zheng Kefeng to the god of the underworld, and the purple protector couldn't help but jump straight on his forehead. Only then did he realize that he was too high, and he looked down on the immortal cultivators in the world too much.

The god of the underworld squeezed out a smile, waved at the two, and said elegantly: "The two of you are the high hall of the apprentices, I believe you have also seen the ability that the contemptible people taught Ling Ai." If the contemptible person has malicious intentions, then I am afraid that Ai is no longer alive!" said sincerely, sincerely, like a master who deeply likes the little apprentice.

Hearing this, Bing Xin gritted his teeth with hatred, withdrew his sword, and said angrily: "What you said is indeed true, but we have no intention of letting Acacia embark on the path of immortality. She didn't say the rest of the sentence: Are you too self-righteous?

"Ling Ai Root Bone is excellent, it is the best cultivation physique, the five spirit roots are all Heavenly Spirit Roots, especially the Water Spirit Root is the best. Such a talent is contemptible, but I really don't want her to be buried. "The god of the underworld is on the bar with Bingxin as a lovesick master. Joke, he has spent countless efforts, you don't want to send him away without letting the immortal cultivators?

"Don't you know that this is difficult for a strong man?" Bing Xin said.

Emperor Yong listened on the side, the more he listened, the more embarrassed he felt, now that his daughter is already a person in the immortal cultivation world, this fact has been decided, what problem can quarrel solve?

"Who is it that is difficult for a strong man?" the god of the underworld asked rhetorically, "Have you ever asked the meaning of Acacia, does she want to cultivate immortals?"

Bingxin was asked, she really hadn't asked Acacia about this.

Emperor Yong sighed, patted Concubine Ai's hand, and asked her to leave this matter alone, he came.

Bing Xin was speechless, trying to calm himself down and quietly watching what they said.

"What Mr. said I and Bingxin really didn't ask Acacia before, so it's up to the child to decide. As soon as Emperor Yong's words came out, the heart of the god of the underworld was pinched. Obviously, he is now in a passive situation, but he has no position to oppose it. Emperor Yong deserved to be the emperor, and he turned the tide of the battle with one sentence.

The god of the underworld knew that it would be useless to say that it would be useless, so he could only think of other ways to make Acacia a pawn for him, and he smiled slightly, and said very freely: "Okay!" With that, he easily broke the barrier with a wave of his hand, and suddenly disappeared in place.

"Sure enough, it's a master!" Emperor Yong knew Bingxin's ability, which was already a magical power beyond the reach of mortals. Now when I see my daughter's mysterious master, I only feel that there are people outside the people and mountains outside the mountains.

Back in the underworld, the god of the underworld only felt that this "clothes" were dead, he suddenly got out of the body, and sighed for a long time, "After all, it is not the body of this god, and it is tied to it, and even one-tenth of the divine power of this god cannot be exerted!"

It fluttered around the main hall, and countless yin errands stood around the main hall, which could be described as heavily guarded.

A few scars immediately appeared on the body that was still good in the human world just now, and the bones were visible, and the god of the underworld instructed them, "Throw it out, it's been worn for four years, it's all cracked, it's time to change it!"

"Yes!" the two yin chamen entered the main hall and dragged the corpse out like a dead dog.

In the center of the main hall there is a chessboard, carved from jade, the black crystal stone chess pieces and the white crystal stone chess pieces are polished round and exquisite, and the white and black pieces on the chessboard are criss-crossed, as if the game has been completed.

"Bing Xin......" he pronounced the name, and the killing intent had already leaked out of his voice. This woman must die, and if she doesn't, one of his most important pawns will be controlled by her. "This god thinks about it, who is the right person to make that knife?" he spun back and forth on the chessboard, and suddenly burst into a long laugh, "How did this god forget about them?" "Aren't the demon clan and the demon clan ready-made knives? They are bent on destroying the immortal cultivation sect in the human world and dominating the human world.

"If this Ice Jade Palace is gone, will it hinder future plans? After planning for half an hour, the god of the underworld had a plan in his heart, and immediately ordered Yincha, "Come!"

"Yes!"

The god of the underworld pondered for a moment, and then ordered: "Send someone to the demon clan and the demon clan to spread the news, and say that the Ice Jade Palace of the Immortal Realm, Penglai Mountain, the First Gate, and Xiaoyun Peak hold the treasures of the Divine Realm, and they can change the heavens and the earth if they get it." ”

"Yes!" Yin Cha turned away.

The god yawned, he was so tired after a busy day, he had to go back to the dormitory to rest for a while, and the black shadow fluttered towards the dormitory, and landed on the huge bed.

The next day, the demon clan and the demon clan began to spread the news that the god of the underworld deliberately released it.

The Demon Palace is located in the northwest, surrounded by poor mountains and bad water in addition to the long yellow sand. The demons love and hate this land, they love it because it is their home for survival, and they hate it because it is too barren and not as prosperous as the Central Plains. They can only barely support themselves, and occasionally have to go to the human world to be robbers, otherwise they will not be able to provide the daily needs of the demons at all.

The Demon Palace was very large, made of tall timber and bricks, majestic and majestic, except for the guards everywhere, there was no living thing to be seen, and it was empty.

The current leader of the demon clan is the devil's broken love, with a good skin bag with a knife and axe, deep eyebrows and eyes, hard facial features, half of his long hair tied in a golden crown, half of it is draped behind him, he is dressed in a black robe with a golden belt around his waist, which makes him have more of a king's air.

How comfortable is he, the dignified patriarch of the demon clan, the throne is not a golden throne placed on the main hall, but a beautiful couch, on which is covered with splendid embroidery, he is lying in the splendid pile, like a gentleman in the human world, lazy and full of the momentum of looking down on the world.

He was listening to the reports of several subordinates, and the first one standing on the left was a scarred man with white hair hanging down to his shoulders, the Phantom. He was not tall, he looked like he was in his fifties, and he was dressed in a gray robe, which covered his whole body, and if he didn't look up, he couldn't see his face clearly.

"The strange treasures of these four factions have been boiling for thousands of years, and there is no wind in the ground, and the subordinates think that eighty percent of them are true!" His voice was very strange, hoarse and old, as if there was a hole in his throat and there was a leak.

On the side of the phantom demon was a handsome man in green, dressed in a school uniform. He listened carefully to their conversations, as if he were dumb, and he didn't open his mouth for a long time.

"It is said that after the catastrophe, the founding patriarch of the four major sects brought back the strange treasure, and no one had ever seen what the strange treasure was. Wind Demon, who was dressed in a silver robe and had long silver hair, said, "Since it is a foreign treasure, there is no reason why we should not take it." There was a spark of greed in his eyes, and his face was full of cruelty.

"As long as you give the order, I will take the lead. "Thor, who has a full face and a beard and is fat, is the most direct. He likes to fight fiercely the most, and he is tired of staying in this place for a long time, so he can't wait to have a fight and someone to kill him immediately.

The demon son broke off and played with the jade pendant on his waist, with a leisurely expression, and ordered: "The wind demon went to inquire about the movements of the demon clan!"

"Yes!" When the Wind Demon heard this, he grinned, smiled and walked out of the hall, turning into a gust of black wind and disappearing, causing the Thunder Demon to be envious for a while, and watched the Wind Demon leave, and the Thunder Demon's heart also left, standing there wilting and bowing his head.

The devil took the expressions of these people into his eyes, with a cruel smile on the corner of his lips, and he already had a plan in his heart, "If it's true, then this strange treasure demon clan is going to be decided." ”

"Does the Lord have a plan?" The illusion man is old and refined, and he is the most observant of words and feelings.

The demon was noncommittal, and his jewel-like eyes fell on the man in green clothes, "Ike, are you willing to be the eyes of my demons?"

Ike's face was blank, and he bowed and said, "Obey the master's orders!"

"Penglai will soon open the mountain gate to accept apprentices, Qiu Zimo is seriously injured, they will definitely be eager to increase their power, and then you will enter Penglai as a disciple!"

"Yes!" Iko replied with a blank face.

Hearing this, the corners of the phantom's lips rose slightly, and his face was full of approval, Penglai is not easy to deal with, and it is indeed a good idea to have one of his own people mixed into Penglai, and then the inside and outside should be together.

However, the demon clan is not slow, the wind demon has not returned, and the letter of the demon emperor has arrived.

"Lord, the letter of the demon clan!" a guard stepped into the main hall with a sword at his waist, half-kneeling on the ground, holding the letter above his head with both hands.

The devil raised his hand and sucked it, and the letter flew into his hand, and the guard immediately bowed down and exited the main hall. When the devil opened the letter, there were only two lines of words: the two clans cooperated and divided the treasure equally, and the fifteenth attacked the Ice Jade Palace.