Chapter 840: People From the Holy Mountain

"Who!!"

There was sudden noise from the silent Jiuyou Mountain.

All the demons looked up, only to see a figure gradually appearing under the bright blue sky.

The white clothes fluttered and were spotless.

A vision of aura derivation, quite a bit peerless.

What was surprising was that there were actually two winding horns on the forehead of the white-clothed boy, which made his demeanor a bit more ferocious and domineering instantly.

Behind him, trails of ancient and powerful aura followed, all of them were dressed in golden robes, and their expressions were cold and indifferent.

"The Holy Mountain of Thousand Monsters!! It is the Holy Mountain of Thousand Monsters!!"

At the beginning, some strong monsters from the monster clan cried out in surprise, and the original fear on their faces dissipated in an instant, and turned into a touch of mockery.

Especially at this time, everyone looked at Xiao Po with a hint of sarcasm.

Tell you to pretend, who else?

People are coming, you...why didn't you shout?

"The Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Monsters?"

Xiao Po's fat face trembled, he silently put away the ancient knife, and slightly bowed towards Jiuyou, "King You, Jin Yi has already been executed."

Then, he walked back to the main hall calmly, crossed his hands in front of him, and stood quietly.

With that appearance, it seems that the actions just now completely obeyed Jiuyou's instructions.

"Ok?"

Hearing this, not only Jiuyou was taken aback, but even the faces of all the monsters were flickering with astonishment.

This fat man is too shameless, right?

When you were pretending to be aggressive just now, you were dissatisfied with the world, and when you finished pretending to be aggressive, you threw the pot away and pretended that the matter had nothing to do with you?

"You Wang! Not bad."

Above the void, Ao Qing stood with his hands behind his back, glanced at Jiuyou playfully, swept over Wan Yao, and finally set his eyes on Huahua in front of the main hall.

At this time, he didn't feel a hint of demonic aura in this girl, but he felt fear inexplicably.

He had never even felt this kind of feeling from the Azure Dragon Emperor, only Long Xuan had ever given him such oppression.

No wonder this King You is so arrogant, it turns out that there is such a peerless evildoer standing behind him.

In Ao Qing's mind, it is absolutely impossible for a monster clan with such a bloodline to be unknown.

However, judging by the appearance of this young girl, she is not more than twenty years old, so there is nothing to worry about.

In the final analysis, Northern Xinjiang was still controlled by Long Xuan.

"Who are you?"

The figure of Jiuyou fell from the sky and stood in front of Xiao Po and the others.

At this time, she also felt a trace of oppression from the strong man behind the boy.

Obviously, some of those God Emperors of the Ten Thousand Monsters Sacred Mountain may have stepped into the category of the eighth rank.

With Jiuyou's strength, on the premise of trying to expose the demon body, it is enough to fight against people of the seventh rank.

But against the eighth rank, they will definitely lose.

What's more, completely different from the Golden Eagle Clan, this holy mountain is the real overlord of the northern border.

"Aoqing, under the order of the holy ancestor, come to invite Miss Bai Zhixi to visit the holy mountain."

Ao Qing bowed and saluted Jiuyou slightly.

He didn't care if the northern border was chaotic or not.

What he has to do is to help Long Xuan step to the top as soon as possible and plot the world.

The death of the young master of the Golden Eagle Clan has nothing to do with him, as long as Jiuyou is obedient, maybe the Holy Ancestor will help her to bear this disaster.

"Looking for Zhixi?"

Jiuyou's beautiful eyes were slightly condensed, and the bottom of her heart pondered secretly.

It is said that the three great demon emperors on the Ten Thousand Demons Sacred Mountain all want to accept Bai Zhixi as their apprentice.

But, who is the holy ancestor?

"Zhixi is not in Jiuyou Mountain."

"Not in Jiuyou Mountain? King You, you'd better not be ignorant of flattery, the person whom the ancestor wants can't escape even with wings."

Ao Qing narrowed his eyes and looked at Jiuyou coldly. If Bai Zhixi was not in Jiuyou Mountain, Long Xuan would never have sent him to arrest him.

Interesting, how dare a fifth-rank god emperor disobey his will?

Unknowingly, Ao Qing's personality changed along with Long Xuan's. Originally, when he first came to the northern border, he was still cautious.

The purpose of coming to Yaojiang is to look for Qinglong Emperor and worship him as a teacher, so that he can use the power of Yaozu to fight against Zi Yan.

However, just a few months ago, he went through many hardships and was summoned by the Qinglong Emperor. When he walked to the foot of the Wanyao Mountain, he just happened to catch up with Long Xuan's birth, and was attracted by her blood and beauty, and became the follower of the holy ancestor of the demon clan. By.

Although until now, Ao Qing didn't know why this Long Xuan was not from the dragon clan, so why did she have such a terrifying real dragon aura on her body.

But, who cares, as long as he can get the favor of this holy ancestor, the sea area can be profitable.

"Wings can't escape?"

Jiuyou's black eyebrows were lightly clustered, and she could hear a bit of domineering hostility from the boy's words.

Obviously, the holy ancestor "invited" Bai Zhixi to Wanyao Sacred Mountain, definitely not for drinking tea and chatting.

Suddenly, Jiuyou seemed to remember something.

A few months ago, on the Ten Thousand Monsters Sacred Mountain, there was a golden glow stretching for 30,000 miles, covering the sky and the sun, like a treasure in the world.

But under the cover of the golden brilliance, many big monsters whose cultivation had reached the top still keenly sensed a faint hint of magic.

Although later, Emperor Qinglong personally refuted the rumors, saying that the vision was caused by his cultivation, but such words were not convincing.

It's just that no matter He Bao is in this world, since he is in the Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Monsters, even if he gives all the monsters ten thousand courage, he will never dare to go up the mountain to snatch it, so this matter has been exposed.

Will this matter be less than this

Is it related to the holy ancestor in Niankou?

"Zhixi is indeed not in the mountain. Besides, if you want to take her away from my Jiuyou Mountain, you need the consent of Qingqiu Patriarch."

Jiuyou's tone was indifferent, but there was a trace of domineering that could not be discussed.

Although Bai Zhixi is an eccentric and mischievous girl, her nature is not bad, and she is also a son and sister. No matter who the holy ancestor is, Jiuyou can't make her bear the slightest risk.

"Oh? Are you disobeying me?"

Ao Qing suddenly grinned, revealing a mouthful of sharp white teeth.

It's just that his eyes looked at Huahua at the side at this moment, and saw the latter stepping forward, standing beside Jiuyou, looking up at him with a cold expression, "How dare a miscellaneous dragon dare to stand in front of me?" Acting fierce in front of you?"

After the words fell, outside Huahua's body, a ray of magic power quietly circulated, and an ancient and heavy atmosphere seemed to wake up from the past, enveloping the entire hall.

"You... who are you?"

Ao Qing's face changed, and the fear in his heart grew stronger, and the blood suppression between the same clan was already stronger.

Even though Huahua's realm is not as good as his, but that nine-day holy power still makes Ao Qing's legs go weak, and he wants to kneel on the ground.

even!

If it hadn't been for the son's words that he was not allowed to show his real body, Huahua couldn't help but transform into a sky-swallowing demon body, and crushed the little dragon to the ground.

"Elder Lion Tu!! Kill her!!"

Ao Qing gritted his teeth fiercely, especially the sarcasm in the eyes of Huahua and others, which made the young master of the Jiaoren clan feel resentful and angry.

"yes!"

Behind him, a burly, blond-haired old man with a demonic aura stepped forward, overlooking Jiuyou and the others.

In the next moment, the ten thousand zhang demon brilliance bloomed in the sky, and a wave of the eighth-rank god emperor smashed down, directly crushing the void, shattering the holy power, and enveloping Huahua and the others.

"careful!"

Jiuyou's pretty face froze, and she pulled Huahua behind her, and black flames also rose from her body, turning into a hundred-foot-long demon figure and soaring into the sky.

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