The two demon servants sat opposite each other, in the middle was a square table of red sandalwood. The teapot lid was opened on the table, and the water vapor rolled in the air with a rich fragrance. Sometimes it outlined the green pine trees to welcome guests, sometimes it turned into a cattle and shepherd boy riding under willows, sometimes it was clouds and seas of fog, sometimes the mountains were majestic, and a simple water vapor seemed to be all-encompassing.

"The main body of the Holy Palace is about to open. The Mu family has made many preparations this time. I think it is determined to win. If it is obtained by the key inheritance..." The demon servant took the initiative to pour a cup of tea for himself. Although he did not understand it until he was ordered, his meaning was clear.

The Demon Master looked calm, "When I sent Yao Bin into the Endless Sea, I was ready. Although the inheritance of the Holy Palace is important, the ownership of the Great Position ultimately depends on the realm of the Demon Body. As long as I achieve the holy level, even if the Mu family has various means, they can only bow their heads with regret."

"But you and I know very well that there is no way to achieve a holy-level demon body in the endless sea."

The Demon Assistant said in a deep voice: "Disciple understands, so I have made preparations in secret. After everything is done, I will go to the Demon Realm."

After a long silence, he took office as the Demon Assistant and put down his teacup, "You should be aware of the dangers of the Demon Realm. Even with your current cultivation level, you may not be able to escape unscathed."

The Demon Master said lightly: "If you want to gain something in the world, you must give first. The Mu family can only be the Mu family forever. I will not give them the chance to restore their surnames." After pausing, his voice became a little colder, "The position of the Holy Lord should not be theirs."

There was another long silence, and the master and apprentice drank tea silently, not knowing what thoughts were in their minds.

With a sigh, the demon servant put down the teacup, "The demon world's behaviorist will go with you, hoping to achieve something."

The demon servant stood up and saluted, "Thank you, teacher!"

...

Congyun City, some underground palace in the Mu family mansion, is arranged with exquisite lighting formations, which sprinkle gentle and pure light, illuminating the faces of everyone in the underground palace.

There are not many people qualified to participate in today's discussions, but each one is a real person in power in the Mu family. Mu Xianglin is just one of them, and even ranked under several ancestors.

Now sitting in the main seat of the upper head is an old man with white and wrinkles layered with white hair and beard. His eyes are half open and half closed, giving people a feeling of fatigue. But if you feel carefully, you will find that it is hidden under this old skin, which makes people tremble in the soul... How could one of the top families in the Demonic Way do not have the fairyland to take charge?

"How is Mu Mu's current condition?" The first person in the left hand of the ancestor asked. He looked younger, with gray hair and energetic.

Mu Xianglin hurriedly stood up, "Mu Mu is in seclusion and is hitting the realm. There is a saint king gifted by his ancestors, and he is very sure of it." When he mentioned this, he was energetic and had a smile on his face.

The old man at the main position opened his eyes and said in a gentle voice, "Tell Mu Mu that he can only succeed this time and never fail."

Mu bowed to Lin, "Please rest assured, ancestor!" After saying that, he wanted to speak but stopped.

In the Mu Family's Fairyland of Tribulation, the Dinghai Shen Needle Mu Ru Gou closed his eyes, "I have cleared the Holy Palace, you can do it according to the plan."

After saying a few words, his face became more tired and he raised his hand and waved it.

Everyone stood up one after another, saluted respectfully and then left.

When everyone left the underground palace, the lighting formation gradually faded, and the darkness enveloped the place, the cold and the sensation suddenly flourished.

"ah……"

There seemed to be a scream of horror and despair, which came from the underground palace.

Mu Xianglin's face became pale, and he immediately suppressed his mood and his eyes became more firm.

The Mu family must have a new holy king! It must be!

...

The main body of the Holy Palace, which had been closed for a long time, is about to open. When the young disciples above the Demon Body of the Throne are thrilling, the Immortal Sect from afar also welcomes, and a huge happy event - on this day, the Jiutian Mirror Moon Palace finally welcomes its new master.

Under the pavilion on the top of the mountain, there is a woman with a superb charm. She is wearing a gorgeous and majestic long skirt, and there is no trace of emotion on her beautiful face. Standing quietly here, it seems to be integrated with the heaven and the earth. She is the incarnation of the endless heaven and the earth, which makes people instinctively awe.

The space fluctuated slightly, Zi Yue stepped out, her expression was calm, but there was uncontrollable pride between her eyebrows and eyes. Sure enough, she had a very accurate look at people. This disciple who had been under her disciples rose at an astonishing speed and now she finally became the momentum of Feng Xiang Jiutian.

After today, she will be the lord of the Nine Heavens Mirror Moon Palace, looking at the millions of creatures in the land of Gods and Demons, one of the most powerful and noble existences.

"Vowel, the time is here, you should go to the main hall to receive bowing."

Under the pavilion, the woman turned around and bowed slightly, "Yes, Master." Her voice was indifferent and without fluctuations. Although her posture was respectful, there was no emotion in her eyes from beginning to end. It seemed that what she saw in front of her was just a person who needed to salute and called "Master", or just a stone... For the divine voice at this time, there was no difference between people or stones.

The Supreme Being Forgetful Love is a great achievement, destroying all his own feelings. Everything in the world is full of ants in his eyes, and ants naturally don’t need to care about them.

Shen Yuanyin stepped out of the pavilion, stopped and looked back, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and then disappeared like frost and snow. The powerful and indifferent will completely crushed this unnecessary emotion into nothingness. Since I can't figure out why, it will disturb my peaceful heart lake here, so I will completely erase it and will naturally not be affected again.

Start and fall, and the divine vowel disappears.

Soon, the sound of the bell ringing throughout the nine heavens, and the sound of agitation sounded like magnificent thunder. The ceremony of ascending the throne and worshiping began. At this moment, the divine voice was destined to be the most attention, becoming the supreme existence comparable to the divine destiny in the eyes of countless people.

A gust of wind blew, rolling Ziyue's long skirt. She stared at the place where Shen Yuanyin disappeared, as if the disciple who smiled intimately at her back then could never come back. For some reason, Ziyue suddenly remembered that the young man who liked to drink here, his lips subconsciously tightened.

"I'm not wrong... The fate destined by vowels is to become the lord of the Nine Heavens Mirror Moon Palace... I trained her with one hand and made her the most noble woman in the world..."

"Since you are dead, it will completely disappear. Don't try to resurrect in her heart and affect her endless bright future... I'm not wrong, no!"

...

Endless Sea, Holy City.

Qin Yu didn't know that the most important woman in his life reached the peak of the world on this day and became a peerless figure who was in charge of the Immortal Sect. Now he is working hard to practice, with layers of blue rays all over his body, just like the sea above his head, which looks extremely gentle.

Practicing the Way of Water in the endless sea seems to have a special added success effect. Since Qin Yu accidentally got a glimpse of the way because of the blue water, he has been practicing smoothly. He can even describe it as "a leaps and bounds". Now he is getting better. Although it is still far away from the great success, it is very simple to use the attributes of the Way of Water to nourish the body.

The main body of the Holy Palace will be opened, looking for the powerful inheritance, and the entry qualification is the demon body of the throne. Although I don’t know what the requirements are for obtaining the inheritance, the realm of the demon body must be the key. Although the demon body of the throne is strong enough, Qin Yu doesn’t mind becoming stronger.

The Lord of the Holy Palace can help him, and he jumped up to the sky to suppress the nine heavens. Since there is a shortcut to Zhongnan, he naturally attaches great importance to it.

What's more, Qin Yu has no possibility of retreating now and now. If the Mu family can take action in the endless sea, they will never leave any hidden dangers for themselves... He will definitely take the position of the Holy Lord.

As for whether the road to the burial sea can be completed... Qin Yu is not worried. Not to mention that his strength today gives him great confidence, he still has a card in his hand, which may have miraculous effects.

When Qin Yu was practicing, Tuba and Tutu were fusion with all their might and controlling the body. Suddenly, they had a powerful force. They had never practiced magic and magical powers. Fortunately, they had a giant inheritance system. The two of them had been exploring for a long time and finally found a way to integrate these powers into their own.

Your Highness is the hope of the giants. Fu Shan has seriously warned them that the two of them will naturally work hard to make themselves as strong as possible.

They can die, but His Highness must not have any trouble. This is the firm belief that Tuba and Tutu have never changed in their hearts.

Shang Yuntai is also practicing.

The poison in his body was removed, and his body was quickly recovered under the care of the Dynasty. He burst out with a passion for cultivation beyond his imagination, as if he wanted to make up for the time he had been delayed as much as possible... In the dialect of the Dynasty's hometown, Guawazi was crazy!

The crazy Shang Yuntai, with a powerful heart that has experienced vicissitudes and has survived the death of life, is constantly getting stronger and stronger. Although many people say that the road to the burial of the sea is extremely terrifying, the records of the Holy Nether Guard have never been successful, and even the dynasty has lamented endlessly in private.

But Shang Yuntai has absolute confidence in the commander. When he pulled himself back from the gate of hell on the same day, he had already penetrated into his bones. The commander will definitely succeed!

Shang Yuntai will follow the commander and return to the devil's way soon. All the things that he endured will be recovered. He will make those who are close to him no longer sad, make those who hurt him suffer and despair, and make those who live up to him live in regret.

This day will never be too far away!

...

During the long life of a monk, a year is like a meteor passing by the night sky flashing in a flash. If you are not careful, you will roar away from your eyes.

The Holy Nether City was extremely quiet this day, but in this silence, you can clearly feel a kind of suppressed power. It is like a large bow of power accumulation. Just when the time comes, you will shoot a shocking arrow, tearing all obstacles ahead into pieces.

Hai Lanlan looked at Qin Yu's calm side face and couldn't understand why he was eager to take this path of almost death. Is the outside world really so unsuccessful for him? Or maybe someone was waiting for him.

As the thoughts moved, there was a trace of almost imperceptible softness in Hai Lanlan's increasingly indifferent eyes. He could stay in the Holy Ming City with peace of mind. Although it was equivalent to being exiled and imprisoned here, as the commander recognized by the Holy Ming Guard, Qin Yu could still live more comfortably than most people in the world.

It takes a lot of courage to be able to give up all this without hesitation and embark on the road of uncertainty of life and death, which is admirable.

But Hai Lanlan couldn't figure it out. How could a person with this kind of courage do the ridiculous thing that was originally? Shaking his head and suppressing his thoughts, Hai Lanlan's eyes faded again. She looked at the sea above her head, her eyebrows and eyes were full of determination.

She had agreed to Uncle Fu Shan's request, so she would naturally ensure that he could survive at all costs. Death... She was not afraid, but if she could take a look at the sky outside before she died, it would be even more satisfying.

Just treat it as a matter of doing it for his father, something he had never done back then.

After fully integrating the inheritance cultivation, Tuba and Tutu's body became more majestic. The two stood there expressionlessly, like two terrifying beasts turning into human shapes. Each breath was released, making people feel trembling with a powerful aura.

They saw Hai Lanlan, this weak girl seemed to be able to knock it down with just one finger, but they dared not underestimate it at all. With the cultivation level left by the ancestors of the Holy Mingwei, their senses were even more acute and they could feel a certain dangerous aura from her petite body.

What made Tuba and Tutu even more satisfied was that a kind of indifference revealed between Hai Lanlan's eyebrows and eyes was the exterior of emotions that put life and death aside. They had the same thoughts, so they would naturally not make any mistakes.

In the simple judgment of the two, those who are willing to give up their lives to protect His Highness are all good people.

Fu Shan knelt on one knee, "Master, I wish you a smooth journey!" He did everything he could do, and now there is no need to say more, and if he continues, he is worried that he will not help but show his worries.

Hulala-

As we see, tens of thousands of holy guards knelt on the ground, forming a blood-colored ocean. The collision of armor and pieces was a tide of sound, which made people feel excited.

"We respectfully send the commander to the sky!"

At this moment, the Chaos followed everyone to kneel on the ground, his heartbeats like a drum, and his lips under the mask were trembling violently because of the tension.

To succeed, you must succeed!

Qin Yu was originally going to leave quietly, but he didn't expect Fu Shan would cause such a big disturbance today, but he had to admit that his mind was indeed infected, and a sense of pride spread out in his chest.

He took a deep breath and spoke slowly, "Yao knows that many of you are still unfamiliar with me, but since I am the leader of the Holy Ming Guard, I will definitely be responsible for you. Please rest assured that Yao is not going to die. If I dare to take the road to burial, I have my reasons."

"Today, Yao promises you that I will come back soon, and maybe that time will be the period when the Holy Underworld Guard regains freedom!"

Qin Yu turned around and "Set off!"

Take one step forward and the figure soars into the sky.

Tuba, Tutu stepped under his feet, and the ground trembled suddenly and then sank. Countless cracks suddenly burst out, pushing their majestic bodies to follow closely behind.

Unlike the two, Hai Lanlan did not move at all, and her light body was supported by invisible force, and she followed by the immortal.

Fu Shan took out a bloodstone from his arms and threw it on the ground. As the bloodstone fell to pieces, he roared from the depths of his throat, "The road to the sea of ​​burial is open!"

It is said that a long time ago, the stone of the road opening itself was pure white. Every time a person died on the road to the burial sea, after it reunited, there was an extra blood spot inside. The blood spot gradually increased, and finally it was so many that it was connected, so it gradually became what it is today.

How many people died in the Holy Ming Guard on the Burial Sea Road? Fu Shan will immediately give accurate numbers, 34,568 people. He took a deep breath and looked up at the four figures stepping out of the Holy Ming City. He was very, very unwilling to see that the statistics increased again.

If the commander dies today, perhaps the Holy Ming Guard will have the only choice left... or will be completely exterminated from the sea of ​​corpses, but they have no choice.

The road to burial was opened. The moment she stepped out of the Holy Nether City, the blue brows frowned slightly. Her special bloodline had a strong affinity for the sea. She could feel the strong malice that was now applied to the four people in this sea area.
To be continued...