Looking at the second senior brother in front of him, and then looking at the rising moon in the distance, Jing Fan was silent for a moment, and said: "It should be, although the master came to Wuzhi Peak alone to open the mountain and establish a vein, but I think he must often come here to drink and watch the scenery." ”

Gu Fei was a little surprised, glanced at him, and said, "You actually think so?"

Jing Fan said: "Second Senior Brother's words seem to have an unspoken meaning?"

Gu Fei turned his eyes to look at the bright moon in the sky, and after a while, he suddenly said, "Senior brother, do you remember the scene when I brought you here for the first time?"

Jing Fan's young face was imprinted with a little moonlight, nodded, and said, "Of course I remember, thanks to Senior Brother who brought me up the mountain, otherwise I wouldn't be where I am today." ”

Gu Fei smiled, he was originally a suave man, born with a bit of chic and elegant momentum, he has always been respected by his peers and brothers in Qianlong Mansion, and Jing Fan has always had a very respectful mood for him, but at this time, Jing Fan suddenly saw a rare trace of hesitation and hesitation on Gu Fei's face.

Gu Fei waved his hand lightly, stopped Jing Fan's words, took two steps forward, came to the edge of the cliff and faced the mountains, looked at the bright moon, suddenly laughed, and did not speak, but raised the wine jar and drank with his head up. He swallowed it in great gulps, and when it was gone, he raised his hand, and the jar flew into the distance, and disappeared into the night.

The moonlight fell, and the handsome man stood on the edge of the cliff, staring into the distance, and his expression gradually became heroic.

The sky was bright and dark, dark and bright, time passed little by little, and the eighty-one days were getting closer and closer, and the air pressure in Chitaki Mansion seemed to be extremely low, just waiting for that moment to explode.

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In the depths of the Northern Stygian Abyss, on top of a huge nameless iceberg, there is a huge pitch-black palace, which is extremely conspicuous in this untouched far north.

The place that seemed to be far away from the world, the nest where the Heavenly Demon Hall dwelled, was already in a mess at the moment. Countless fallen stones, large and small, were scattered all over the ground, including those that once depicted countless pictures of rare and exotic beasts, which had also been cracked and shattered, and fell to the ground messily. The long corridor, including the black and gold gate of the main hall, seemed to have been violently ravaged by a terrible force, and the scars were everywhere, and there were traces of collapse everywhere inside and outside the hall, and the sound of the cold wind kept pouring in, making this palace full of coldness.

Countless lights lit up in the dark hall, and the lights were ignited with some fuel, as if they had endured for a long time, and the fire had not diminished for tens of thousands of years.

The main hall was densely covered with figures, most of these figures were alien, only a very small number of them looked like the southern human race, at this time they were all solemn, even a little hideous, their eyes were full of unwillingness, and their eyes were staring at the high throne in front of them.

The throne seemed to be made of ice, exuding an extremely cold light, and there was no one on the throne, and if you looked closely, only a broken petal lying on it in extreme darkness, without fluctuation and no vitality.

Among the many figures under this throne, there are only three alien races at the head, they are all human races, probably alien races that have been cultivated for many years, and the figure in the middle is an old man in the twilight, with a rickety body, holding a gray wooden cane, looking unremarkable. On both sides of it are a man and a woman, both dressed in black, the man is extremely handsome, and the black dress adds some charm. The woman is extremely charming, like a woman who was born to absorb all the light, her every move seems to have a blood-pumping charm, but there seems to be a trace of strange innocence on her face.

These three people are all high-ranking and powerful people in the Heavenly Demon Palace, and they are among the eight demon kings of the Heavenly Demon Palace, but they are not among the people who attacked the Qianlong Mansion.

The old man is the head of the eight demon kings, the Xuan Hades Demon King.

The man in black, the Demon King of Heiluo.

A charming woman, the witch and phoenix demon king.

The Wufeng Demon King was smiling, but her smile was full of coldness, she looked at the black petals on the throne, and said softly: "I have already persuaded her, don't act rashly, how could that old man in Taiyuan be so easy to deal with." ”

The Xuan Hades Demon King in the middle didn't speak, but kept shaking his head, as if he was quite helpless, making him look a little older. A cold color flashed in the eyes of the Black Luo Demon King on the side, and he said in a deep voice: "On that day, Lord Mandala asked me to wait for the Heavenly Demon Hall to guard the Great Array, if it weren't for that, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to come back." ”

The Wufeng Demon King snorted coldly and said, "That waste in the iron mask was actually defeated in the hands of a disciple, and I think it's a question of whether his life can be saved." ”

After being silent for a moment, the Wufeng Demon King looked at the Xuanxian Demon King, his beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice was cold: "Old man, you can give me that thing." ”

The Xuan Hades Demon King still shook his head, and the old man's voice was hoarse, and said, "I won't give it to you unless Lord Mandala personally instructs it." ”

"You!"

The Witch Phoenix Demon King was stunned, and shouted angrily: "Pedant and stubborn, stubborn!"

The Xuan Hades Demon King still lowered his head and sighed, "If you kill me, you will also get that thing." ”

The killing intent in the eyes of the Wufeng Demon King flashed, but he still said calmly: "Do you think you can beat me now?"

The Black Luo Demon King on the side didn't speak, just silently watched the conversation between the two demon kings, and the many Heavenly Demon Hall aliens behind him didn't dare to gasp.

The Xuan Nether Demon King nodded and said, "That's right, old man, you have inherited the bloodline of Wu Feng again, so now I can't beat you, I can't imagine that you can really get out of that blood prison." ”

The Wufeng Demon King covered his mouth and smiled, and said: "This is luck, okay, for the sake of you and my old acquaintances, there are not many old guys left, I won't kill you, as long as you give me that thing." ”

The Xuan Hades Demon King was silent for a moment and said, "I don't want to give it to you." ”

The Wufeng Demon King smiled indifferently and said, "You know, if I kill you, I can also find that thing, why bother?"

The Demon King said: "It seems that Lord Mandala is gone, and no one can really suppress you, but even if I give you that thing, you can't open it without the key." ”

The Wufeng Demon King looked at the old dragon and smiled slightly, but he didn't say a word.

However, the Xuan Xuan Demon King's face suddenly became ugly, he stared at the Wu Feng Demon King tightly, and after a while, he suddenly said astringently, "Have you found a way to enter the Fulong Ancient Tomb?"

The Wufeng Demon King nodded and said, "You know, in this world, things change, and there will always be a solution to things." ”

The Xuan Hades Demon King was silent for a long time, then smiled bitterly, and said, "That's it, that's it, I can't imagine that the cause and effect for such a long time has actually been delayed until today." ”

His body swayed slightly, and after a moment, the gray cane in his hand shook slightly, and a crystal-colored object floated towards the Witch Demon King, who reached out to take it, and then didn't see how she moved, and the crystal object disappeared.

Just a moment later, all of a sudden, the black giant hall suddenly shook, and an ancient, vast, and reckless aura emanated from the ice throne and surged in all directions.

Dark clouds rolled in the sky, and a blizzard swept in, as if fearful, and the earth shook and trembled, as if it was also trembling.

The bodies of the alien races of the Heavenly Demon Hall led by the Xuan Nether Demon King were like being struck by lightning, and they looked at the broken black petals on the throne in shock, and a black gas rose out and quietly disappeared.