nine coffins

Chapter 414 The Blue Devil White Robe Promise Asgard
Sea desert Dongling, one hundred thousand mountains.Looking down from the sky, the entire Dongling is a relatively long and narrow area, like a dragon and a snake, stretching for thousands of miles.

At this time, a young monk wearing a Shuiyun Taoist robe was standing in the void of the northern region of Dongling.The young monk looked indifferent, looking into the distance, there was neither sadness nor joy in his eyes.

Dongling covers thousands of miles, and the other three regions are controlled by Taihuangmen or Yaozu. Only the northern region is still in the hands of Brahma Temple.

The young monk stood with his hands behind his back, and his clear eyes seemed to reflect the life and death struggles, separations and sorrows of millions of miles in Dongling.But no matter what, the young monk was unmoved, but looked calm and breezy.

What joy is there in life, and why bother in death?The young monk has already seen through reincarnation.

Because, his dao name is "Green Demon", and he is the only one who is qualified to stand by Mo Lang's side forever.

The Green Devil, the number one evildoer in the Sea Desolation, hadn't been for the mysterious Third Young Master of Ziyou City in the battle between the Immortal and Ghost Sect, then the three clones of the Blue Devil would have been able to sweep the Sea Desolation.In the battle of the Immortal Ghost Sect, an orange clone of the Cyan Devil fell.

"In the battle between immortals and ghosts, the green devil has hatred!" The green devil raised his eyes and looked up at the sky, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

In 220, the blue devil has been waiting.Waiting for the call of Mo Lang's successor, waiting for an opportunity to point the sword to the nine heavens.

In the void, the green devil turned into a puff of white smoke, and the green devil's body skills were unparalleled in the world.When he manifested his dharmakaya again, he was already in the clouds above Yunpeng Mountain in Dongling.

At this time, there was a sudden wave of breath in the void, and a figure appeared directly in front of the green devil.

It was a man in a white robe, handsome in appearance, high-spirited and unrestrained in appearance, only 26 or [-] years old.A head of long silver hair, scattered to the waist, fluttering in the wind, the roots are shining, with an indescribable and elegant posture.

The white-robed man's eyes were as clear as stars.There is a self-confidence and calmness that looks down on the world and is no one else.This white-robed man was exactly the one Amu had seen on the steps of Brahma Temple when he first went to Brahma Temple.

Such a peerless figure, even standing in front of the green devil, is not inferior at all.

"Qingmo, it's been a long time!" The man in white robe looked at Qingmozi and smiled faintly.

"Oh!" Qing Mozi looked at the white-robed man with almost the same expression, not surprised at the appearance of the white-robed man, "Long time no see!"

"I haven't seen you in ten thousand years, but you are still beautiful!" The white-robed man seemed to sigh with emotion.

"You still talk so much nonsense!" Qing Mozi said calmly.

"Oh? Haha!" The man in white robe laughed loudly, "The green devil is the blue devil!"

"In 220 years, you haven't heard from me. Are you cultivating? Now that you've come to Dongling, are you here for the successor of Mo Lang?" the white-robed man asked.

"I won't tell you about me!" Qing Mozi looked at the white-robed man and sneered, "A servant for a day, a servant for the rest of his life. Qingmo came to Dongling, naturally he was summoned by his master! Do you still want to stop me? ?"

"Stop you?" The look in the white-robed man's eyes was a bit complicated, a bit helpless, a bit self-deprecating, and then he laughed dumbly, "How could I? How dare I?"

Hearing what the white-robed man said, an inexplicable sadness flashed in the eyes of Qing Mozi.

"That's good! After all, they are born from the same root, so why bother?" Qing Mozi looked at the white-robed man with cold eyes, "However, if you have the slightest intention to hinder me, I will kill you!"

"Perhaps, I may not be able to kill you, so you can kill me!" Qing Mozi paused and said again.

The white-robed man smiled miserably and said nothing.No one knew Qingmozi better than him, what Qingmozi said was definitely not a threat or a joke.

As long as there is opposition, there will be no symbiosis!This is the oath of the young devil.

"How's Granny Qianhua?" Qing Mozi asked.

"Alive! Very good." The white-robed man said.

Qing Mozi nodded, and said: "That's good! If something happens to Grandma Qianhua, I'm not sure what Mo Lang's successor will do! Never ignore the power left by Mo Lang."

The man in white robe smiled wryly.

"The third son Ziyou, who is it?" Qing Mozi suddenly asked coldly.

"He is a reincarnation practitioner! Reincarnation has been 7000 years, but I don't know who he is!" the man in white robe said.

"Is he Xuanxian? Ziyou is the most powerful?" Qing Mozi asked again.

"At least the seventh level of Xuanxian! In Ziyou City, everything is unfathomable! Above the Ziyou sky, no one knows what exists. Who knows who is the number one in Ziyou's combat power? However, there will never be second A heavenly girl." The white-robed man shook his head, seemingly helpless.

Qing Mozi raised his eyebrows, and a strong murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Third Young Master's injury seems to be healed soon!" the white-robed man said meaningfully.

"Humph!" Knowing that the white-robed man was reminding himself, the green devil couldn't help but snort.Qing Mozi's figure had already started to fade gradually, and finally a sneer came out.

"As long as he is not in the realm of eternity, then something like the fairy ghost sect will happen again. I will kill him! I, Qingmo, don't recognize a child, and only respect the descendants of Molang."

"Huh?" The green devil disappeared instantly, but the man in white robe was surprised.

"Kill the third son Ziyou?" The white-robed man raised his sword eyebrows, his long silver hair fluttered in the wind, his eyes looked strange, more surprised and inconceivable.

Looking at the direction where the green devil disappeared, it took a long time for the man in white robe to gradually regain his composure.He knew that Mo Lang's successor was in Fantian Temple, so the Green Devil must have gone there.

Lonely, lonely!The man in the white robe stood alone among the clouds.

This is the normal behavior of men in white robes, because no one knows what role he is, not even the Green Devil, what he does.

"What joy is there in life, and why bother in death?" The white-robed man smiled casually, "Green Demon, so what if you see through reincarnation? Only the reincarnated person himself knows the pain and joy of life after life!"

The man in the white robe smiled meaningfully, and then gradually disappeared.

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Sea desert, southern desert.

Southern Desert, also known as Yunmo, is because here, there are white sands for thousands of miles, and there are few oases.In terms of the harsh living environment within the five regions, none of the other four regions surpassed the Southern Desert.

However, in the south of the Southern Desert, there is an oasis with a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles.More than half of the people in the Southern Desert live here.

Above the oasis, a city, surrounded by seven-colored lights, looming, very ethereal.It seems to be rising from the ground, and it seems to be floating in mid-air.This is the Southern Desert Wuji City, which is also known as the Tianzhi City, the capital of the Great Murong Dynasty in the Northern Wilderness, and the Ghost City in the Western Blackwater Sanctuary.

The three famous sea desert cities represent the three existences of sea desert Shenzhou masters, ghosts, and immortals.

According to the legend of the Southern Desert, there are no ordinary people in the city of Wuji.This is also true, because the Wuji Immortal Palace of the Seven Great Immortal Gates of the Sea Desolation is the master of the Wuji City.

There is indeed no mortal in Wuji City.

The Promise Immortal Palace, the Seven Great Immortal Gates of the Sea Desolation, seems somewhat similar to the Arctic Fairy Sea of ​​the Northern Desolation.

Stick to its soil, very low-key.

There is a barrier of cold plains thousands of miles away in the Northern Wilderness and the Arctic Fairy Sea, and the vast white sand barriers in the Southern Desert Promise Immortal Palace.However, back then, Taihuangmen's sword pointed to the Four Regions, and this place was once conquered by Taihuangmen.

In the Wuji Palace in Wuji City, a large hall is like a fairyland.

On the Qiongtai, a woman in a water suit with a very beautiful appearance and a majestic face is sitting high, but at this moment, the woman's eyebrows are slightly frowned, making people dare not look directly at it.

The fire is on the top!This woman is Yu Qiumu, the lord of the Promise Palace.Behind her, stood two beautiful women, both of which were of the high level of scattered souls.

But at this time, under the seat of Palace Master Wuji, the two of them knelt on the ground on one knee, as if they had just reported their affairs and were waiting for orders.

Those two people, one of them was a green-robed Taoist priest, holding white Buddha dust in his hand, he looked like a fairy, but his cultivation was only a high-level Dzogchen cultivation.

He is none other than Xiaoyao Dao of the Promise Palace who participated in the Saintess Ceremony of the Immortal Ghost Sect.Back then, Granny Qianhua spoke highly of him, saying that he was a legendary figure in Wuji Immortal Palace.

Ji Bian Wushuang, although his cultivation base is not high, but he often wins with his wits, and once warned Amu to be careful when meeting him.

The other one is a nun.That female cultivator, wearing a green dress, has an exquisite figure, covered with a light gauze, beautiful, coquettish, with endless obsessions on her face, but a faint murderous aura exudes from her body.

If Amu or Shen Yan saw this woman at this time, they might have some impressions.

This green-clothed female cultivator was the middle-level Spiritualist who was able to control the bloody sand, deliberately release water, and kill the monks of Qingyuan Yun's family in the secret realm of the wild soul. She wanted to cooperate with Amu Chenyan but was rejected.

However, at this time, the woman's cultivation was in a terrifying water calamity situation.

"Xiaoyao Dao, Ju Sha Nu!" After a long while, Yu Qiumu, the master of Wuji Palace, finally spoke.

"The subordinate is here!" Xiaoyao said and Ju Shanu responded at the same time.

"Since Ziyou's order is issued, there is no room for maneuver, and my Wuji Immortal Palace will naturally send troops to Dongling! You two will take my five masters of Wuji Immortal Palace to go first, and I will arrive later!" Yu Qiumu said.

"Yes!" Xiaoyaodao and Ju Shanv nodded.

Yu Qiumu seemed to have figured something out, his brows finally relaxed a little, and he waved his hand directly to make the two of them back down.

"Xiaoyao Road!" Xiaoyaozi was about to retreat, but Yu Qiumu called him again.

"The subordinate is here!" Xiaoyaozi said with a bow.

"You won't admit your mistake back then, right? Then... it was him?" Yu Qiumu hesitated and asked.

Although Yu Qiumu asked vaguely, Xiaoyaozi already understood.

"It can't be wrong! When he left the Arctic Fairy Sea in the Northern Desolate Cold Plain, I accompanied the Palace Master to meet him once!" Xiaoyao said with certainty.

"En!" Yu Qiumu nodded, with a look of hope in his eyes, "Dongling Brahma Temple, I will definitely come in person! Go down."

When Xiaoyaodao and Ju Shanv saw that the palace lord was fine, they bowed and retreated, while Yu Qiumu, who was sitting high on the Qiongtai, had a complicated expression.

"9000 years, the past is like a dream!"

Outside the fairy palace.

Xiaoyaodao and Ju Shanu exited at the same time, looking at each other.

Ju Shanv flicked the hair on her forehead, and said to Xiaoyao with a coquettish smile: "Xiaoyao, in your opinion, this time Ziyou City is going to send Ziyou soldiers to Dongling, what are the chances of our Wuji Immortal Palace winning?"

"What are the odds for our Wuji Immortal Palace?" Xiaoyaozi sneered, "The game between Ziyou City and Taihuangmen, what does it matter to my Wuji Immortal Palace?"

"Oh?" Ju Shanu frowned, but she smiled immediately, "Ziyou's order is issued, and my Wuji Immortal Palace family is definitely not the only one to obey the order! Let's fish in troubled waters!"

"Heck!" Ju Shanu smiled charmingly, then lifted Xiaoyaodao's cheek with her jade hand, and said frivolously, "Xiaoyao, I guess you won't be able to pretend to be a soul if you want to decorate this time. Be careful! It's not a big deal if you get to Dongling .”

After finishing speaking, Ju Shanv swayed her willow waist lightly, and a gust of fragrant wind dissipated.

"Huh?" Xiao Yaodao watched Ju Shanu disappear, and couldn't help frowning.

"Ziyou Order? Taihuang Order?" Xiaoyao said to himself silently, then he sighed, shook the Buddha dust, and disappeared directly.

(End of this chapter)