"Old ancestor, I have inquired, Qinglong Emperor said it was caused by his practice, and there was no accident."
The queen of nine-tailed fox sighed softly in her heart, but she also understood Bai Qian's helplessness.
When the Baizhi Creek was born, it caused a vision of heaven and earth, and the golden clouds were vacillated for thousands of miles.
And such idols are deemed to be the destiny.
And Bai Zhixi did not live up to everyone's expectations. The bloodline of returning to the ancestors, the strongest talent space and Dao, are all opportunities to achieve the dominance of the world.
Bai Qian at that time must have been looking forward to it.
After all, the Nine-Tailed Clan was originally a prehistoric clan, and even though their tribe lived in the desolate land of Shengzhou, according to the ancient records of the clan, the ancestor of the nine-tailed fox is a prehistoric demon god, and can suppress the dragon.
With that person's strength, as long as he didn't fall in the battle between gods and demons, I was afraid that sooner or later, he would be aware of the breath of Baizhixi.
At that time, if the decree can be lowered and her ascend, Qingqiu will no longer be the Demon King of Northern Borders, but the real overlord of the Holy State.
Therefore, Bai Qian decisively rejected the request of the three emperors to accept Baizhixi as a disciple.
After all, the more cause and effect, the more it will affect Zhixi Qi machine.
But now, the Qingqiu clan has already carried the spirit of killing the gods. Once Bai Zhi Rouming is stubborn, with that person's temperament, it is not likely that anyone in Qingqiu will be let go.
Probably, the ancestor wanted to send Baizhixi to the Ten Thousand Demon Sacred Mountain, but also wanted to borrow the Azure Dragon Emperor's prestige to seek a ray of life for her.
"The old thing is caused by cultivation?"
Bai Qian shook her head slowly, and she saw the vision in the sky that day truly.
The world is overturned, it seems that there is immortal coming.
And the wisp of demon power contained in it is the true nine-day sacred power.
Although the old Jiao had a terrifying cultivation base, it was not enough to attract such a spectacle.
He is lying.
"Fine, don't worry about it for now, can Zhirou ever let go?"
"No... Patriarch, what exactly are you insisting on?"
The queen of the nine-tailed fox gritted her silver teeth, and felt a burst of anger when she mentioned Bai Zhirou.
"I don't know what she is insisting on, but the secret in her heart will surely subvert the Saint State structure, maybe not to mention... it's also a kind of protection for my clan! Now I only hope that Zhixi can grow up faster."
Bai Qian sighed lonely, turned and left.
The remaining nine-tailed fox queen looked tired, standing on the top of the green hill, silent for a long time.
Jiuyou Mountain, Peak Hall.
The demon wind in the mountains is everywhere, and the demon is powerful.
There are big birds flying in the sky, black tigers leaping over mountains, colorful feathers overflowing, coming from all directions.
Nowadays, the eyes of the entire northern frontier are almost on Jiuyou Mountain, and all the monster races want to witness the grand ceremony of the eleventh demon king of the monster race with their own eyes.
It's just that most of the demons don't want to congratulate, but want to take a look at the embarrassment of this Youwang.
Although there are many monsters in northern Xinjiang, they are all ruled by the Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Monsters.
For nearly a thousand years, there has never been a demon who dared to stand on his own as a king and plot the world.
Now, the Youwang has risen strongly, and he has stood at the peak of Northern Xinjiang in just one year. Although it is daunting, it lacks some foundation.
Looking at the demon clan, whoever can claim the title of king and emperor, which one has a long heritage and has many strong people in the clan?
A woman who emerged from nowhere, gathered a group of stinky fish and shrimp, and wanted to become a demon king?
absurd!
Even in the eyes of many people, if it hadn't been for the little princess Baizhixi of Qingqiu in this Jiuyou Mountain, it would have been slaughtered and suppressed.
However, today Youwang is so blatantly provoking Northern Xinjiang's rules, presumably Ten Thousand Demon Sacred Mountain would never sit idly by.
For seven days in a row, the situation in the entire northern Xinjiang changed suddenly, and there was a kind of depression that the rain was about to come.
"Ha ha ha, isn't this the young master Jin Yi of the Golden Eagle clan? Why, I heard that this Jiuyou Mountain was originally your clan's territory and is now occupied by others, how do you feel?"
A sneer suddenly came from the monster group.
The demons turned their heads and looked, only to see a young man wearing a golden robe with an eagle-nose face and a long face coldly glanced at the person who spoke, and did not speak.
Behind him, two old men with fierce appearances followed, with a terrifying aura. It was obvious that these people did not just come to watch the excitement.
"Now there is a good show. The golden eagle family regards itself as the first royal family, and has never put Qingqiu in its eyes. Now this little princess Qingqiu has occupied this mountain again, I am afraid that it will be... There is a fight."
"Hey! Don't talk about the Golden Eagle Clan, this Youwang proclaimed himself a king, so arrogant, my Canglang clan can't stand it anymore. If I have a chance later, I would also like to ask about the Youwang's strength."
All the demons stood in front of the hall, talking.
And in that hall, a terrifying demon power suddenly spread.
I saw Jiuyou walked out of the hall slowly, wearing a black robe with an absolutely cold face.
Beside him, Xiao Peng, Huahua, and several Jiuyou Mountain Divine Emperors followed closely, but the overlapping shadows were not seen.
Ling Xiao sent everyone here to investigate the situation in northern Xinjiang.
The second divine envoy was still here, and according to the news he had received, this divine envoy was also in the nine-tier emperor realm.
Although the strength may not be as terrifying as Dugu Yunyun, but this person is flowing with the blood of the demon race.
Northern Xinjiang is the land of the Ten Thousand Monster Races. If you want to kill them here, there are many risks.
Finding out the attitude among the clans is also convenient for Ling Xiao to lay out to kill demons!
"Everyone."
It wasn't until a cold shout suddenly came from the top of the mountain that the eyes of the demons were placed on the beautiful woman in front of the hall.
Suddenly, Jiuyou Mountain seemed to be quiet for a moment.
Most of the demons present had only heard of the name of King You, but had never seen her true face.
What's more, a ruthless monster clan looks gloomy and ugly no matter how he thinks.
But... why is it so coquettish and peerless?
Chuckle.
"Hiss!"
Immediately afterwards, when everyone saw another graceful shadow next to Jiuyou, there were bursts of air-conditioning sounds from the top of the mountain.
I saw Huahua's leather armor clinging to her body, making her body stronger and stronger.
The waist is slender and the legs are slender.
That piece of white jade neck exposed outside the leather armor seemed to exude celestial light.
At this time, although no half of her demon might radiate from her body, the indifference on her face revealed the supreme nobleness, giving people a kind of arrogance to resist three thousand miles.
"Guru."
Suddenly, the anger in the hearts of the demons dissipated a lot.
At this time, I just want to approach the two big witches and ask them how old they are and if they have an unscrupulous match.
Do not! !
Tied up directly, brought back to the clan, married in situ! !
"Welcome everyone to come and participate in this king's ceremony..."
Seeing the expressions on the faces of the demons, Jiu You's eyes flashed with coldness.
Although Jiuyou didn't know why Ling Xiao asked her to gather all the arrogances and powerhouses of all races in northern Xinjiang on Jiuyou Mountain, but... there was a kind of faint anxiety.
Didn't the son want to kill this group of monster races in one go, right?
No, although the son is talented close to monsters and clever means, although the Ling clan is an ancient clan in eastern Xinjiang and enjoys a great reputation, it is really a bit...not enough to be placed in northern Xinjiang.
With the mind of the son, it is absolutely impossible to do such an adventurous thing.
But why? We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone.