Chapter 37

Qingluan took the red dragonfly curse and immediately crushed it. The three people beside her only saw the red light flashing on her body. Caifeng quickly asked:

"Sister, what did Lord Demon King say?"

Qingluan bowed his head and meditated for a long time before raising his head and said to Can Feng, "You two send me the order and let the three leaders arrive at the Qingming Palace within half an hour. I have something important to say."

Zan Feng and Beichi shook together and replied, "Yes", which immediately divided into two directions and flew into the distance.

"Caifeng, let's go to the Green Palace."

When Caifeng heard Qingluan say this, although she was puzzled, she didn't say much and flew to Qingluan to Qingming Palace.

After listening to their words, Liu Huifeng hesitated for a long time and decided to follow Qingluan and Caifeng first. After all, Canfeng and Beichi are only responsible for passing orders, and they don't know how long it will take to return to the Qingming Palace. Moreover, it is obvious that the status of Qingluan and Caifeng in the demon capital is not low, and they should get more information.

In this way, two women flew in the sky, a man ran on the ground, and two fronts and back, three ran to the Green Palace in the demon capital.

"Why don't the demons like to talk?" Liu Huifeng couldn't help wondering. Just now, he followed Canfeng and Beichi all the way, and it didn't matter if they didn't talk. Now with Qingluan and Caifeng, looking at Caifeng's appearance, it is obvious that he has something to ask Qingluan, but he flies silently. Liu Huifeng planned to understand the demon city through their conversation, which made him a little helpless.

This time, Liu Huifeng saw many demons on the road. The demon cultivation of this demon city is quite good. For example, the remnant Feng and the north land just now should have relatively low mana among demons, but after all, they have also cultivated human figures, probably because of the long practice. On the way, Liu Huifeng also saw many monsters that had not yet been cultivated. They saw Qingluan and Caifeng flying and made way one after another, which facilitated Liu Huifeng and made him less resistant in the process of moving forward.

Among demons, the strong are respected, which is different from human beings. Demons will only awe powerful forces. As long as your strength is strong enough, other demons will respect you, fear you, submit to you, but will not have different hearts.

From this point of view, demons are actually simpler than people. If your power is great, I will listen to you. If your power is small, you will listen to me. For human beings, superficial obedience is not necessarily true submission. Even if you have power beyond the reach of others, there may not be many people who obey you and fear you. A person who looks like smiling and facing you may show his ferocious face the next moment.

"Is that the Green Palace?" In the distance, a magnificent palace stood on a high mountain, and after seeing the palace, Qingluan and Caifeng coincidentally accelerated their flight speed. Liu Huifeng's heart moved and wondered if it was the legendary Qingming Palace?

Liu Huifeng guessed well. The mountain getting closer and closer to the three is Qingming Mountain, and the gorgeous palace standing on the top of the mountain is naturally Qingming Palace. Qingluan and Caifeng saw that the target was right in front of them. They both accelerated their speed to get to the palace. At this time, the change was steep.

A strong mana fluctuated in front of the two people who were now flying at high speed. Countless fist-sized stones appeared directly above their heads, both of which attacked them with the momentum of breaking bamboo. These stones don't look special, but the power they contain is no small. If they are hit unprepared, they will be easily damaged.

"Rock flying!"

Qingluan was shocked, but there was no panic at all. He waved his jade arm gently, and a white silk rose up in the air, blocking the heads of the two people. At the same time, Caifeng also took out a xylophone from her arms and gently plucked the strings. The momentum of the rapidly falling stone slowed down and collided with Bai Ling. Hearing the soft sound of the waves, Bai Ling slightly sank down a foot, but the stones scattered away. This sneak attack was finally blocked by the two of them.

"What a strong breath!" From the breath emitted by a person, you can judge his cultivation. The breath of a new immortal cultivater is similar to that of some martial arts practitioners among ordinary people, and he can hardly feel it. With the deepening of cultivation, the breath emanating from the body is also increasing. When facing the enemy, some experienced people can often suppress the opponent only by momentum, that is to say, they have won first before the war.

Similarly, from the demon spirit emitted from the demon, it can also be seen that the cultivation of the demon is higher. In this demon city, although you can't feel the demon spirit on the demon, you can still judge their strength from the breath. The little demons Liu Huifeng just saw on the road should have less than a hundred years of cultivation. But at this moment, with the simultaneous breath of this flying rock technique, Liu Huifeng has a feeling of eagerness to try, which is called fighting spirit.

Just as Liu Huifeng was surprised by his inexplicable fighting spirit, Ziya was in a deep cave and reported to her master's water mirror what had happened when she left Kunlun. Because Ziya gave the jade waist bow directly to a younger brother, there were some things that she could not tell the water mirror in person, but at this moment, she told the water mirror word for word.

"Nothing should be too end. If everything is too end, fate must end early?"

When the water mirror with its back to the purple cliff heard the sentence passed on by the purple cliff for Andi, his body shook slightly and slowly turned around.

The years have not left a trace on the face of the water mirror. Just looking at her face and graceful posture, she is not much bigger than the purple cliff, completely like a girl. The only thing that could see something unusual was a pair of eyes. Her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, which looked a little hazy, making people unclear what she was thinking.

"Did you leave Kunlun for this reason? Everything can't be done too much... Do you still think we were wrong back then?"

The water mirror was silent. When he heard Ziya talking about the demon capital at the bottom of the West Lake, there was an unspeakable feeling in his heart. "In a flick of three hundred years, you asked the child of Ziya to tell me this sentence. Is this really a causal cycle? God's will?"

Shuijing's eyes suddenly became deep. Looking at her beloved disciple in front of her, an outstanding disciple in the door, her cold and beautiful face gradually eased, and her eyes flashed with love, but this look was only an instantaneous thing.

"Purple Cliff, what I want to tell you is a major event of Kunlun a hundred years ago. You have to remember it carefully."