The blood-colored land, a magnificent city towering over a mountain, is the palace of the Shura clan.

Today, it is the thousand-year-old birthday banquet of the queen of the Shura clan, and the young and handsome people from the underworld, the old masters, all appear here to celebrate the queen's birthday.

The palace of Shura is built on a truncated giant mountain, covering a vast area, with palaces and palaces, many pavilions, and the buildings in the yang world are a little different, and the buildings here are extremely tall and magnificent.

It is almost the same color as the blood-colored earth, and the Shura Palace is also built with the unique bloodstone of the Netherworld, and the entire palace is rippling with a faint blood light, like layers of blood-colored waves, which is extremely gorgeous and enchanting.

Ning Wuqian came to the palace with two subordinates, with some relationship between Wutian and the Shura clan, it was very simple for Ning Wuqian to get an invitation, and sent the congratulatory gift, Ning Wuqian walked into the palace under the leadership of the Shura guards.

The birthday banquet was held in the central hall, but there were many strong people who came to this birthday banquet, and there were many people of the Shura tribe, so naturally it was impossible for everyone to enter the central hall, only those who were noble, powerful, and respected could sit in the central hall, and the others were sitting in the palace outside.

Outside the central hall, there are already desks set up, and there are Shura and Asura maids shuttling among the guests, these maids are boldly dressed and open, all of them are enchantresses of the country, charming and moving, so that the guests can't help but brush their beards and admire.

The maids are all charming, swaying, they naturally know that the people who can be invited are princes and strong people, if they can attract their attention, maybe they can turn sparrows into phoenixes, even if they are taken advantage of by some men, they are just charming smiles.

Of course, because the race of the underworld is very different from the yang, the women are beautiful and the men are ugly, therefore. These men are not very good-looking, strange shapes, among them, there are also many enchanting strong women, surrounded by male pets.

This is the underworld, there is no female superiority and male inferiority, as long as you have strength, you can sit on countless beauties, as long as you have strength, you can also sit on countless male pets. As long as you are strong, you will have your own beauties to give you a hug!

The winner is the king, and the loser is the most distinctive feature of the Netherworld, therefore, the Netherworld is in constant turmoil, and everyone here is warlike, all of them are fierce, and they are powerful warriors!

Ning Wuqian was led by the guards. Step into the central hall.

The blood-colored building, magnificent, magnificent, and the top few thrones. On either side is a one-meter-long jade desk, where VIPs are seated.

The black-clad foreman helped him get VIP invitations, but he was not the most honorable ones, so he was in a lower position. Near the gate.

As soon as he sat down on the cushion next to the jade table, two enchanting and charming Shura women came to him, and her skirts were swaying. Revealing snow-white thighs, cocking hips and breasts, exhaling Nalan, kneeling beside Ning Wuji, raising his jade hand to pour wine for Ning Wuji, and the other was fiddling with the food on the table.

Ning Wujian glanced at it and found that everyone in the hall was serving like this, and even, several Asura men were hugging left and right, surrounded by four or five women who were half-undressed, and let the men go up and down.

In addition to the men, there were several women, and beside them were several handsome men in the world, dressed in gorgeous clothes, serving the woman.

Because the time is still early, the queen has not yet appeared, the VIPs have arrived one after another, and the strong people in the palace have greeted each other, these are all strong people of the four clans, and their strength is not weak, and they have made friends with each other.

Ning Wuqian drank wine and ate the grapes peeled by the maid, and a maid rubbed his legs, smiling skillfully and in a sweet voice, "This son, why hasn't the concubine seen you, could it be that the son is from the devil clan?"

These maids are not only to serve guests, but also to listen to some news.

Ning Wuqian smiled, "I'm not a devil clan, in this world, there are many people you haven't seen, I'm just a nobody, it's more normal if you haven't seen it!"

Childe laughed. The maid smiled, which one of the people who can enter the central hall is a simple person? Seeing that Ning Wuqian didn't want to say more, the maid didn't ask anymore.

"Who are the people here?You introduce me, if I'm satisfied, I'll give you a big gift!" Ning Wuji's gaze swept over the hall and smiled at the two maids.

The two maids glanced at each other, and immediately, the maid on the left smiled, came to Ning Wuji's side, hugged her arm, and pressed her face over, the fragrance was permeating, "Childe, look, that is the prince of my clan!"

The woman on the right was not far behind, leaning to the side, "That's the Rakshasa Mixed Heavenly Marquis, and the next Rakshasa King has the highest voice!"

Ning Wuji's gaze swept over the Shura Prince and the Rakshasa Chaotianhou, and those two figures looked at Ning Wujian if they felt something.

Prince Shura has three eyes, a pair of horns hideous, split his mouth, a bloody evil aura pressed towards Ning Wuji, Ning Wuqian smiled faintly, and dissolved this evil qi, Prince Shura sneered, hugged the woman next to him, and drank wine.

Chaotianhou scattered his blue hair, there was a kind of wild momentum, and he bowed his head slightly, just now Prince Shura published a book, he naturally looked at it in his eyes, and felt that Ning Wuqian was not easy to provoke.

"Princess, he didn't ...... that day" Princess Shura Nine sat in front of her, she didn't notice Ning Wujian just now, but the guards behind her noticed it and said in a low voice.

"It's him, is it coming for that? Hehe, my sister is going to be deflated again!"

The ninth princess smiled, stood up, moved with lotus steps, delicate as a flower, curvy, toasted with the guests, and came to the table in front of Ning Wuji.

"She is the Ninth Princess, the favorite little princess of King Shura!" the maid whispered to Ning Wuji, and then saluted the Ninth Princess.

The ninth princess wore a Luo skirt, wore a hairpin, her black hair was coiled up, noble as a swan, the guards around her poured a glass of wine, and greeted Ning Wuji, "King Xiaoyue, you are getting more and more handsome, hugging left and right, you have to be careful that the Hundred Flowers Fairy and the Peacock Fairy are jealous?"

"Hehe, they hugged me, I didn't do anything, but if the ninth princess stays here, it will attract a lot of hatred to me!" Ning Wuqian smiled slightly, when Cuiyun Mountain, the ninth princess was still a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl, and now she has fallen out of the water, even in the Shura clan where there are many beautiful women, it is also famous, there are many suitors, there are many in this palace, Ning Wuqian has already felt a lot of hateful eyes.

"Is the Howling Moon King still afraid of that?" The Ninth Princess smiled, turned around and fell into Ning Wuji's arms, poured the wine in the cup into Ning Wuji's gap, ambiguously leaned into Ning Wuji's ear, and spit out a breath of heat, "You are here for the treasure of the River Styx? join forces with me, seven or three points!"

Ning Wuqian hugged the ninth princess, smiled slightly, and said softly, "Oh, I think fifty-five is the best!"

"No, I have other friends, it's impossible to divide you so much, at most six or four points!" The Ninth Princess whispered, if she hadn't inquired about what Ning Wuqian was doing in the Yang Realm, she wouldn't have made such a concession. (To be continued......)