Chapter 31 The Holy Son of the Swallowing Spirit Tribe
Zhongzhou, Meteor God Icefield.
The land covered with ice and snow was completely white, the wind and snow were raging, and the icy cold air came in waves, like an icy hell.
The Meteor God Icefield is called the Dead Realm, but deep in such a harsh Dead Realm, there is an unknown space that was opened up by the strong warriors of the Fighting Saint.
In the endless darkness, there was no warmth, only a blood moon hanging high in the sky.
The blood-red moonlight filled the earth, and the surrounding deserted mountains and forests cast countless mysterious shadows under the blood moonlight, which looked like ghostly undead flames from a distance.
This is a world even darker and weirder than the Soul World.
The dark palace was eerie and solemn.
In the main hall, on the black throne, as an invisible energy rippled, a black figure slowly emerged.
It was a young man wearing a brocade black robe. His eyebrows were like ink paintings, and his eyes were like stars. The cinnabar moles between his eyebrows were bright and dazzling, making him look very enchanting, but his deep eyes exuded an enchanting energy. Dangerous momentum.
"Congratulations to His Highness the Holy Son for coming out of confinement and achieving great success!"
Two men in black attire appeared out of thin air, half-kneeling in the hall, their heads lowered and their voices very respectful.
One of them has silver hair, and the other has black hair. The silver-haired one is called Shengfeng, and the black-haired one is called Shengyu. They are both Sheng Shenglong's trusted generals.
"Ha!" The demonic man on the throne sneered at himself, and a sinister voice sounded in the silent hall, "If it weren't for those blood-sucking insects, why would I be like this!"
When the two people below heard this, they could only choose to remain silent, but they were still filled with indignation.
They followed His Highness to Dou Qi Continent and were His Highness's confidants. They knew what the Swallowing Spirit Clan had done to His Highness, and they only regretted that they had not yet recovered their strength and could not help His Highness.
The Swallowing Spirit Clan has been planning for thousands of years to avenge the original annihilation of the eight ancient tribes. To this end, the Swallowing Spirit Clan did not hesitate to betray their master and extract the power of his bloodline when His Highness was at his weakest after Nirvana.
Those people only thought that His Highness had no previous memories and was at their mercy, but they did not know that His Highness remembered everything.
"I am out of seclusion this time. If I want to find a way to sneak into the soul world, have the people we placed in the soul palace found the entrance to the soul world?" Thinking of the little girl who always called him brother in his memory, Sheng Shenglong's cold eyes flashed. He gradually became warmer and looked at his two confidants and asked.
The two of them looked at each other, and they both knew that their highness's purpose of sneaking into the soul world was for the young master of the soul clan.
"Your Highness, no other entrance has been found, but we know that there is definitely a passage into the Soul World at the Soul Palace Headquarters."
"Soul Palace Headquarters..." Sheng Shenglong played with a crystal ball, already thinking of various ways to sneak into the soul world.
"But... Your Highness, our people in the Soul Palace sent back news that Miss Qing'er left the Soul World a year ago."
"What, sister Qing'er is not in the soul world?" Sheng Shenglong's heart tightened, and his figure flashed in front of his two subordinates, and asked in a deep voice: "Do you know where sister Qing'er went after leaving the soul world?"
The two shook their heads slightly, "When Miss Qing'er left, she was guarded by three Dou Zun, and our people did not dare to approach."
"Your Highness, during the five years you have been in seclusion, there have been some rumors about Miss Qing'er in the Soul Palace." Shengfeng glanced at Sheng Shenglong and spoke cautiously.
Sheng Shenglong frowned slightly, "What rumors?"
"There are rumors in the Soul Palace and even in the Soul Clan that the young master of the Soul Palace, Hun Feng, is enamored with Miss Qing'er, saying that they are a match made in heaven."
boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, Linglong burst out with terrifying pressure. At this moment, his face showed no expression at all. He was as cold as a Shura from hell, exuding a chilling murderous aura.
"He is worthy of Soul Wind!" The crystal ball in his hand suddenly shattered into powder, and Linglong's voice was filled with strong murderous intent.
Looking at the bloodthirsty Sheng Long, Sheng Feng and Sheng Yu couldn't help but swallow their saliva, and the clever two people quickly said good things. "Your Highness, that soul wind is just Dou Emperor's divine bloodline, how can it be compared with you!"
"That's right, Miss Qing'er is so excellent. The only person in this world who can match Miss Qing'er is you, Your Highness!"
The words of the two people reached Sheng Shenglong's heart, and the anger in his heart dropped a little. He glanced at the two of them sharply and ordered: "Go and find out as quickly as possible where sister Qing'er has gone in this year. Be careful not to let the blood-sucking insects of the Swallowing Clan know your actions.”
"Yes." The two of them bowed their hands and responded respectfully, then silently exited the hall.
After they left, Sheng Shenglong walked out of the hall and looked up at the blood moon in the sky. The beautiful memories of five years ago flashed through his mind. It was the only time in his life that he encountered light.
Sister Qing'er, we have been apart for five years and will see each other again soon. I hope you haven't forgotten me!
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Under the blue sky, the sky is clear.
After resting in the Amethyst Winged Lion King's cave for seven or eight days, Hun Qing recovered his soul power.
The huge amethyst-winged lion king flew high into the sky from the Warcraft Mountains, crossing the east toward the Tagor Desert.
On the broad back of the Amethyst Winged Lion King, there is a figure sitting cross-legged, it is Hun Qinghao.
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“When you’re on the road, it’s most comfortable not to have to fly by yourself.”
Hun Qing stretched himself out and sighed lazily.
When Yao Chen, who was in the ring, heard this, he burst out and smiled: "Hehehe, you girl really knows how to enjoy it."
"Where are you going in this direction?" Yao Chen asked after sitting down on the back of the Amethyst Winged Lion King.
"I want to go to the snake people in the Tagore Desert." Hun Qinghao replied with a smile.
Yao Chen was confused, "Why are you going to the Snake Tribe? Is there the treasure you want there?"
Hello Hun Qing: "Who said I went to the Snake People to find treasures? Couldn't I just go to experience the Snake People's customs and customs?"
What a strange reason, Yao Chen's face trembled after hearing this, he waved his hands and admitted defeat and said: "Okay, okay, whatever you say will be what it is."
Thinking that he had to pass through Black Rock City to go to Tagor Desert, Yao Chen rolled his eyes and suggested: "But don't be in a hurry to go to Tagor Desert. There is a branch of the Alchemist Guild in Black Rock City. You might as well go and have a look."
"I'm not an alchemist, why should I go to the Alchemist Guild?" Hun Qing turned his head and looked at Yaochen suspiciously, then stretched out his hand to grab a bunch of his hair and asked: "Say, you encouraged me to go to the Alchemist Guild. What on earth did you do? What ulterior purpose? ”
Yaochen: "..."
What purpose could he have? He just wanted to find some treasures.
Although it is only a branch, if you are lucky, you may encounter one or two rare treasures.
Taking a deep breath, Yaochen opened her hand that was holding his hair and explained: "The Alchemist Guild has a lot of good stuff. There should be something you are interested in. Don't you really want to go and see it?"
Hun Qing's good eyes flashed, feeling a little embarrassed for his misunderstanding.
She folded her hands in front of her chest and snorted softly, "Okay, since you sincerely proposed it, I will reluctantly go and take a look."
What good things can be found in Black Rock City?
Hun Qing tried hard to recall the memories about Black Rock City, but the memories were too far away and she couldn't remember anything.
That’s all, if you can’t think of it, don’t think about it. Anyway, you’ll know when you get to Black Rock City!
(End of chapter)