The flood and desolation of the north, the long clouds and dark snow mountains of Qinghai, the vast and unextreme. The wind and snow reflect the cold, and the sun and moon shine on the sea.

The world of flying snow and goose feathers and heavy snow. The North Sea of the North Underworld is frozen for thousands of miles, and the snow is drifting for thousands of miles.

On the sea of ice and snow, there is a green shirt Taoist walking on the wind and snow.

Ice and snow fall on the shoulders, blend into the long hair, step on the snow, step by step.

Qingluo looked up at the sky, looking at the polar region of the sky, the North Pole.

There is a majestic snow-capped mountain shadow there, and a magnificent palace can be faintly seen on the snow-capped mountain.

The snow-capped mountains are continuous ice fields, with the sky above and the sea below. The snow-capped mountains are very majestic, and there is a kind of ancient vicissitudes of grandeur.

That mountain, the North Styx Mountain, the mountain named after the North Underworld, that is the Lord of the Northern Underworld. There is a big fish in the North Underworld, and there is a very big Peng, and the fish and Peng are the biggest existence here, so he has become the master of the North Underworld, and his name is Kunpeng.

If you push forward an era, you have to call him the demon master Kunpeng.

He is the purpose of Qingluo.

Although they are both powerful, they are juniors, and Qingluo agrees from the bottom of their hearts.

Distance always creates a sense of mystery, and people are in awe of mystery. This demon supreme has been hidden for too long, too far away, and too mysterious, so that all beings either don't know about him, or they are in awe of him. Qingluo is respectful and fearless of Kunpeng.

The snow was trampled by Qingluo, and a footprint and a footprint remained behind him.

The snow is getting tighter and more complicated. The north wind blew more urgently, and it was reckless.

Qingluo raised his head, and a figure not far in front of him stood in the wind and snow.

The man was dressed in a black robe, with a tough face, and he was only thirty.

But the vicissitudes in his eyes can't be hidden. The air pressure around him was strong, or rather heavy. This person's aura is too depressing.

He just stood there, silent, his face was very flat, but his aura was very heavy. The silence after the years still did not wash away the superior aura of his body.

Qingluo bent down and saluted: "Qingluo has seen the demon master!"

Kunpeng's brows jumped slightly, and a hoarse voice came out: "Why did you call my demon master?"

His voice is deep, like the low magnetism of a mature man, very sensual, and not old.

Qingluo smiled slightly, and the wind and snow made his handsome face more like ice and snow. "Qingluo is here for the sake of the demon clan. ”

For the demon clan, it is the demon who should find the demon clan, Kunpeng is not the demon of the demon clan, the demon master Kunpeng is the demon of the demon clan. At least in the eyes of the world's big demons, Kunpeng, who turned his back and fled, was no longer a demon master.

Kunpeng was silent for a moment and said, "What's the matter?"

Qingluo stepped forward and took two steps closer, and said in a low voice: "I have come to hand over Nuwa's promise." ”

In the past god war, he begged Nuwa Niangniang to disturb the heavens and confuse several saints. The exchange was to give the demon clan a stable place to live.

Kunpeng raised his eyes, his eyes were very bright, and he even said that they were beautiful. In his eyes, there is the beauty of Zhou Tian's stars, the vastness of the galaxy, the brilliance of the stars, and the vicissitudes of the passage of time. The galaxy and the years are extremely beautiful!

"When you prove that your city is strong enough, my demon clan will go again. ”

The grievances between Styx and Qingluo, Kunpeng knows it. He even made a move on Qingluo. All the great powers know that there is an inevitable battle between the Blood Sea Styx and the Sleepless Sky City.

Therefore, no powerful monk would come to such a city as Nightless Sky City that could be destroyed at any time. Even though Qingluo is very powerful, it is enough to defeat the Four Saints. But that is to occupy the right time and place, it is too coincidental and too special, no one in heaven and earth dares to believe it anymore, after the catastrophe, Qingluo can still let the saint lose again.

Without the right time, place and people, Qingluo is just a powerful party and a calculating power. Few people are optimistic that the battle between Qingluo and the Blood Sea can be won.

Because the River Styx is too strong, its prestige has spread for two eras. The Lord of One, the Lord of Asura, the Lord of Killing Dao, the Lord of the Sea of Blood, what kind of luck is added, how powerful?

Even Kunpeng is not optimistic about Qingluo.

Qingluo sighed: "The demon clan has not been born for a long time, why don't you use the battle of the blood sea to let the ancient demon clan reappear in the world, and let the newborn demon clan accept a bloody baptism?"

Kunpeng shook his head, his tone was heavy, and said, "There's no need. ”

The light in his eyes dimmed by three points because of these words. It's really not necessary. The demon clan has lost the opportunity to dominate the world forever, and it is no longer the glorious demon clan it once was.

The demon clan only wants to live in peace now!

Qingluo sighed, the former master of heaven and earth, and now the ants exist.

Kunpeng turned and walked away, walking into the snowstorm.

Qingluo spoke out again: "Kunpeng Daoyou, do you want to break the cause and effect of the Yin Yang Ding?"

Kunpeng stopped and turned again.

Fang is the business of the demon clan, this is the matter of Kunpeng and Qingluo, and the matter between the two is the Taoist friend.

。。。

In the snow, the sky is full of snow, the sky is dark, and the ground is white. The wind and snow obscured the figures of the two people in the cold wind of the northern underworld.

After falling for a long time, he turned around and left the North Underworld. In the extreme north of the North Underworld, he didn't get the fate of the ice field and snow mountain, but he also got other fate.

When the green falls, the snow is walked, and the breeze is breezy when the sleeves are left, and the steps are in the sky.

He went down to the North Heaven, and he had to go to the South Heaven.

Clear clouds are accompanied by white clouds, and immortals are established on the clouds. Qingluo is not good at any escape techniques, he does not have the somersault cloud of Sun Wukong, nor does he have the talent of the golden-winged Dapeng eagle, and he does not have the great magical power of the demon master Kunpeng.

He doesn't need it either. With his quasi-saint cultivation, even if he controls the clouds, it is comparable to those little supernatural powers.

Moreover, he also has the magic ability to travel.

Other people's supernatural powers, no matter what, they have to walk or fly, and his supernatural powers are even one level higher.

Other people's flying escape skills are like airplanes and rockets, but Qingluo's escape skills are directly traversed.

Once the spirit array puying is activated, it no longer needs to fly on its own, and it can travel infinite distances in the blink of an eye. When the time comes, the body is relaxed, and it also brings the breeze on the sleeves.

Nine heavenly clouds, outside the South Heaven Gate.

The Four Heavenly Kings stand up.

The four generals of the former demon family, and now the four heavenly kings.

When Qingluo saw the four of them, he couldn't help but feel emotional.

Although before leaving, he had already made it clear that there might be a danger of disappearing his body, but the four of them still went without hesitation. and when he went, he died.

Even though Qingluo has many reasons, many reasons for not complaining about Qingluo, he is still uneasy in his heart.

Therefore, Qingluo stepped directly into the heavenly court, not to mention that the four-grade god position of the four generals of the demon family, even the demon mirror standing on the gate of heaven, could not sense him at all.

The hidden power of the five scattered spiritual light is exerted in the hands of Qingluo today, and it is difficult for even quasi-saints to discover. Of course, this is Heavenly Court, Haotian's territory.

As soon as he entered the heavenly court, Qingluo showed his figure, and said: "Poor Dao Qingluo, come to see the Jade Emperor." ”

A coercive male voice smiled: "Please also invite Daoist friends to see you in Yaochi." ”

Qingluo smiled back: "The poor road is willing to go, nagging the two." ”

He stepped out in one step, spanned thousands of miles, stepped thousands of miles, and walked a hundred steps before arriving at Yaochi.

Yaochi Wonderland, very beautiful, but even more immortal.

Yao Chi and his sleepless sky, the beauty is indistinguishable.

The city that never sleeps is beautiful everywhere, and Yaochi is very immortal everywhere, each with its own merits.

Every place in Yao Chi has the spirit of the fairy family, there are the wonderful laws of the fairy family, a palace lamp, there are floating flowers and candles, and the golden flame is brilliant. The blue and heavy glaze are made, and the bright and pretended jade is made. Jinque Yinluan and Purple Mansion, Qihua Yao Grass and Qiongbao. Towards the edge of the King Jade Rabbit Altar, the Holy Golden Crow flew at the bottom.

Qingluo strolled in the meantime, smiling at the fairy goddess official, back and forth, fairyland fairyland, goddess, heroic warrior, majestic god.

Heavenly Court is really prosperous now.

Qingluo looked at it for a while, and then arrived at the Yaochi Palace. With his quasi-saint and powerful body, it is naturally impossible to pass all the way like ordinary immortals, and there are many rituals.

As soon as he entered the main hall, he saw two people sitting on the upper seats. One Yao Pond and one Jade Emperor.

Yaochi is beautiful, the beauty of motherhood.

Haotian is very majestic, the majesty of fatherhood.

The mother is like the mother of the world, and the mother is the world.

The father is like the king of the world, and he reigns over the world.

Qingluo bent down and saluted: "Qingluo Daoist has seen the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother. ”

Yao Chi smiled very happily, and the Jade Emperor smiled majestically.

Haotian stretched out his hand and motioned for him to sit down.

Qingluo declined, and he stood.

He is here to ask for people, and he must have the attitude of asking for people in order to get things done.

If he is seeking revenge, then he must be indifferent and ruthless, and take revenge completely.

Qingluo is very measured, even if he loses some identity, it is not enough, it is good for things, but it is not good for bad.

Yao Chi smiled and asked, "Daoist friends came to my heavenly court today, presumably they have something to ask for." ”

Qingluo nodded and said sincerely: "What the poor Dao asks for is also very related to Heavenly Court, and it is also very related to the Jade Emperor. ”

Haotian raised his eyebrows and asked, "Oh, what's the matter?"

Qingluo smiled and said, "The matter of punishing the heavens." ”

Hao Tian Yaochi's face changed slightly, Hao Tian's face was cold, and he asked, "Tell me more." Inadvertently, the power of the king escaped.

It is his shame to be punished, the shame of being calculated by the saints, and the shame of losing his face, in front of the beings of heaven and earth, the beings of heaven and earth who have lost their face dominate, this face, lost too hard, and they are all thrown into the outer heavens.

The smile on Qingluo's face was undiminished, the smile of etiquette, the smile of the people's hearts, and he said: "Presumably, the Queen Mother Jade Emperor knows that there will be a battle between the Blood Sea Styx and the Sleepless Heavenly City of the Poor Dao.

In the Divine Tribulation, the Wu Clan's Jiufeng once came to stop me, the Wu Clan has a great enmity with the Poor Dao, and the Styx is very likely to ask it to help in the war.

There have been frequent changes in the sea of blood recently, and it just so happened that not long ago, the prison was robbed and the punishment was released. I am afraid that there is some unknown implication here.

Perhaps, when the Sea of Blood attacks the Sleepless Heavenly City, the Great Witch, no, the Ancestral Witch Punishment Heaven may also appear.

Poor and talented, can you be willing to help the two of you, but also to help yourself, I don't know if the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother are willing?"

Qingluo speaks with great power and never hides it. The existence of great powers is rare in heaven and earth. The wisdom of the great powers is also rare in heaven and earth. He didn't feel that he could fool these powers who had lived countless years longer than himself, so he was honest with each other and lowered his attitude, which was comfortable and relieving.

He did not know what Styx's calculations were. But there are only a few people who have enmity with themselves and have strength. Even if the River Styx is hidden, Qingluo can guess a few points.

The River Styx is insidious and calculating, how can he not be insidious and calculating, he will only be more insidious and calculating. Styx will invite people, he will not invite people, he will only invite more powerful people.