Yaochi.
Taiyi crushed the golden lotus petals in his hand, his eyes dark.
Mi Yan also came along. The Western Ghost Emperor was too excited, and was inseparable from the Heavenly Emperor. He was slashing the Heavenly Emperor's head with his sword, so Mi Yan didn't bring him along.
When the results came out, Yao Chi was already in chaos.
The Queen Mother was slaughtering the priests and goddesses in Yaochi like crazy. After Taiyi took action, the Queen Mother's figure disappeared, leaving only a petal.
"It's the body."
Mi Yan curled her lips and said, "This old hag is quite good at escaping. I think she sensed the danger as soon as you woke up, father-in-law."
However, before that, she had also slaughtered all the priests and goddesses of Yao Chi. These minor gods had served her for thousands of years, but this old woman showed no mercy when she started killing them.
Taiyi suddenly looked somewhere and said, "Come out."
A spring flower suddenly appeared, and after the flower withered, Fuyao was revealed hiding inside it, and behind her were many frightened goddesses.
Fuyao's face looked grim, with a streak of blood hanging from the corner of her mouth. She bowed to Taiyi.
"Greetings to Lord Taiyi."
"Daughter of the God of Spring?"
"Yes." Fuyao nodded, and said, "It was my fault that the Queen suddenly started a killing spree. I didn't notice her escape."
Taiyi's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at Mi Yan: "She is one of us?"
Mi Yan smiled, as if to show her closeness to Tai Yi, and came forward and said, "She is from Cang Ming."
Apparently, Lord Taiyi is still unaware of the complicated relationship between his beloved daughter and Cangming (Xiao Chenyan).
His brows were furrowed, and Fuyao immediately said, "I am not a subordinate of His Majesty Cangming. If you really count, I owe His Majesty Shasha ten things that have not been completed."
Taiyi's brows relaxed and he said "oh".
Fuyao breathed a sigh of relief, and when she saw Mi Yan's hopeful expression, she understood.
Fortunately, she did not rashly take sides.
Regardless of whether Lord Taiyi is clear about the relationship between His Majesty Shasha and Cangming, it seems that Lord Taiyi does not have a good impression of this future son-in-law.
Well... this disadvantage may be because he is the son of the Queen Mother and Chi You.
But if I become a son-in-law...
It seems that the father-in-law never likes any of his sons-in-law.
"Search for the Queen's traces. If you need help, you can go to Qingyun Realm to find someone."
Qingyun Realm is the clan territory of the Qingdi clan.
With his awakening and the appearance of the Tongtian Tree, the power of the Qingdi clan is also recovering.
"Father-in-law is going to look for Shasha?"
Taiyi nodded.
His child is there, so of course he will go.
There are not only evil monsters outside the domain, but also... the witch clan!
How dare he cook his little Awu into food!
Dare to replace his Zheng Er's soul with another body and make him half human, half wizard!
These blood debts must be repaid with blood!
…
Outside the territory.
In the ancient times, Zhulong was the god of Zhongshan Mountain. However, after that great war, Zhongshan Mountain also became the place where gods died.
With Wu Pan leading the way, it is not difficult to find the Zhongshan ruins.
"When you see something good, you Wu clan want to grab a bite. Have you ever tried to stop the God of Zhongshan?"
Wu Pan’s answer still drove the impatient man crazy.
The general meaning is that there are several restricted areas outside the domain, and even the Witch Clan dare not go deep into them.
Zhongshan Mountain, where Zhulong sleeps, is obviously one of the forbidden areas.
But Qing Wu tasted something else from it. She sneered, "It seems that he tried to fight, but was severely punished."
Wu Pan did not answer any more questions.
Qing Wu didn't waste any more words with him. There was an ominous red fog in front of them, and Zhongshan was deep in the red fog.
She asked the Southern Ghost Emperor and the others to stay outside to provide support, and only let Bi Xiaoyuan change back into Mo Dao to follow her in.
Facing the worried looks of the Southern Ghost Emperor and the others, Qing Wu raised her head and clenched her fists, giving them a reassuring look: "Don't worry, I feel so strong now!"
The Southern Ghost Emperor said expressionlessly: "Before you say that, don't spit blood."
Qing Wu coughed, took out a narrow-mouthed vase, and spat out the blood she had been holding.
Then she gave the Southern Ghost Emperor a look that said 'you really don't understand', she turned around resolutely, waved her hand, and strode into the red mist.
The red mist is majestic.
Even the polar day outside the domain cannot penetrate this red fog.
After Qing Wu came in, she strangely did not feel the evil power from outside the domain, but had an indescribable feeling.
At once……
Feeling sleepy.
After she yawned for the tenth time, she forced herself to keep her drooping eyelids open and looked down at the judge's pen in her hand.
"Bi Xiaoyuan?"
Bi Xiaoyuan did not respond and directly changed from an ink knife back into a judge's pen, as if it had fallen asleep and did not even respond to her call.
This is very unusual.
But even more unusual was the overwhelming sleepiness.
Qing Wu felt that the ghost power in her body was making her sleepy. The deeper she went into the red fog, the more sleepy she became.
She licked the roots of her teeth, took out a candy, put it in her mouth, and chewed it to refresh herself.
Wow, it’s worthy of being the place where the ancient gods sleep.
She almost made me fall asleep!
As she chewed the candy, her sleepiness seemed to fade away a little. Qing Wu keenly felt a gaze falling on her.
She paused chewing the candy.
It seemed like a gust of wind was blowing, bringing with it rolling heat waves, and a pair of huge eyes opened in the red mist. Those eyes were covered with cataracts and carried the shadow of death.
Even though there was no focus, Qing Wu felt that she was firmly locked by the other party.
A terrifying sense of crisis flooded her heart, and she even felt her scalp tingling.
Is this the God of Zhongshan?
Ancient Candle Dragon?
A distant voice came from the red fog.
——This mountain is my mountain, this place is my land. Since you have entered this place, please leave some money to buy your way through.
——You, give me money!
Qing Wu: ???
Her sleepy mind was silent at this moment, and she suspected that she was hallucinating.
This dead noise... the ancient Candle Dragon?
She hesitantly and respectfully took out the narrow-mouthed vase and presented it with both hands.
"I don't have any money, but would you like a sip of the fragrant ghost blood wine, Master?"
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