"Cow dung, he can't really be the descendant of 'nothing' or 'something', right?" He put away all the filming equipment and walked away in a daze.
After a brief reunion, Wang Xuan still parted with Qingkong, Wu Lindao, Wu Mingxiu and others.
At dusk that day, the setting sun dyed the sky red. Wang Xuan rode a Fudao bull up a huge snowy mountain and occupied a huge city there. He was going to rest and march into the depths of hell. His target was the Holy Emperor City, to get the scriptures and find the kill list.
As for now, he relaxed his mind a little. Today he had gone through the heavenly tribulation and fought a series of battles. Although he was not completely exhausted, he had been in a highly tense combat state and needed to slow down.
Each of these huge cities is a trace of an extraordinary civilization. The cities on the highest snow-capped peaks are very unique, full of life and full of plants that can grow in ice and snow.
The ice-blue trees bear blue lantern-like flowers, which are fragrant. The butterfly trees with ice crystals are purple and full of butterfly flowers, which are about to spread their wings and fly away. The unique fragrance floats in the goose feather snow, making people can't help but take a deep breath. There are all kinds of plants, and the city is full of ice and snow, and there are many colorful plants.
At the highest point of the huge city is a palace. Wang Xuan has kicked out the Ice Demon City Lord and deprived her of this palace regardless of whether she is a woman or not.
At this moment, he was soaking in the extraordinary hot spring; he felt comfortable all over, nourished by the rich mythical substances and the essence of the snow-capped mountains, and completely relaxed. This is an open-air hot spring pool, at the highest point, overlooking the mountains and hell, and enjoying all the beautiful scenery. Fu Dao Niu led several little brothers, such as Yin Yang Dog, Ten-tailed Demon Fox, Bull Demon, etc., eating barbecue in the distance, drinking fine wine, and looking at the snow scene. The atmosphere was very warm.
As cold and charming as a lotus emerging from water, she had just taken a bath in another extraordinary hot spring pool, with water droplets still on her snow-white skin. Now she was covered with a black robe again, hiding her beautiful curves.
In the black iron pot, some glowing meat and magical medicine were being boiled. These were all extraordinary ingredients. She took out some and then looked towards the hot spring pool at the highest point. Her fingers glowed and the tray with the food floated up.
Wang Xuan leaned against the wall of the hot spring pool. Heavy snow was flying nearby. He drank fine wine and admired the snow scene. He felt very comfortable.
He looked at Leng Mei below, then looked into the distance and said, "I am going to the depths of hell to visit the scenic spots and historical sites of the Holy Emperor City. Do you want to go?" On that day, the princess from the depths of hell released several time crows and asked them to deliver letters.
The most important Time Crow flew to the magnificent Holy Emperor City deep in hell. She clearly stated in the letter that either the Immortal Suppression Flag should be sent as well, or the Holy Emperor should come out in person, otherwise it would be difficult to check and balance the outsider, Kong Xuan.
She had other letters delivered by Time Crow to several True Saint temples, telling them that Hell was willing to communicate and exchange with them and had a completely open attitude, and that Holy Emperor City was very pragmatic and there was no problem with cooperation.
There was also an important letter that she wrote to Tianshenling, telling them that a man had appeared in hell whose achievements might break the dusty records, just like a god descending to earth.
In the highest snow mountain city, Wang Xuan got up from the hot spring, put on his inner armor, and walked out barefoot. His strong body was flowing with crystal luster. He looked down at the mountains and the depths of hell, letting the heavy snow fall. Leng Mei came over and said, "I would like to go to the Holy Emperor City to take a look."
"Bath towel, wipe your hair." Wang Xuan said.
Although his hair was wet, did he need to wipe it as a true immortal? Leng Mei was stunned. He was ordering her to do something again! She stood tall and graceful under the black robe. Finally, she moved and walked forward.
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