Eternal Sacred King

From the beginning to the end, the martial arts deity never used all his strength, let alone released the breath and means of the sky.

Therefore, in the eyes of the three of Tang Qing'er, the realm of the martial arts deity's cultivation level, at most, touched the threshold of the prison king.

As a strong prisoner, Uncle Chen didn't even look at the martial arts deity.

"The King of Northridge..."

The martial arts deity muttered softly, thoughtfully.

At present, he still doesn't know enough about Cold Spring Prison.

If we say that the person who knows this exotic world best, the King of North Ridge is definitely one of them!

Seeing the martial arts deity hesitated, Tang Qinger smiled and said, "Don't worry, my father is the king of Beiling, but he loves me very much. As long as I plead, he will definitely Will help resolve this matter."

"Although Bei Xuanming's status is not low, for the father, it is just one sentence."

Uncle Chen next to him frowned slightly and urged: "His Royal Highness, the king's birthday banquet is approaching. Let's go back soon. Don't stay here for too long."

"Yes."

The black-clothed man glanced at the martial arts deity before saying: "Qing'er, why waste time with this person? I also want to see my uncle earlier and see the demeanor of the king of Beiling."

"Birthday feast of the King of North Ridge?"

The martial arts deity moved in his heart.

If it were the birthday banquet of the King of Beiling, this kind of scene is probably a rare occasion in Beiling. All forces, all ten prison ridges, would probably be there.

There are hundreds of prison kings in just one corpse mountain.

How many prison kings will be present at the birthday banquet of the King of the North Ridge?

The easiest way to understand this alien world as fast as possible is to communicate with the peak power here.

Even without the appearance of the Beiling princess, the martial arts deity is planning to look for the prison king powerhouse here to learn some information.

Now that he has caught up with the birthday of the King of Beiling, there are so many prison kings present, and it saves the martial arts deity a lot of effort.

"Hey, mask man."

Seeing that the martial arts deity was silent, the black-clothed man sneered: "At the birthday banquet of the King of the North Ridge, the kings gathered together. They were all giants. Be careful you can't bear it!"

The martial arts deity was expressionless. He didn't even look at the man in black. He just pointed at him and asked Tang Qinger, "Who is this person?"

This black man is really noisy, the martial arts deity is considering whether to pinch him to death.

"My name is taboo, you don't deserve to know."

The black-clothed man proudly said: "You just need to know that I am the young master of Nanlin!"

Hanquan Prison has five areas: Dongyuan, Nanlin, Xize, Beiling, and Zhongdu.

The so-called Young Master of Nanlin should be the son of the King of the Southern Misty Forest.

Chen Bo said faintly: "Young Master Nanlin and my Royal Highness both practiced in the same place. We have known each other for many years, and we are right at each other. At this king's birthday banquet, Nanlin will also send someone to Beiling to propose marriage."

Uncle Chen's words were actually beating the martial arts deity, reminding him to pay attention to his identity and not to think too much!

The birthday banquet of the King of the North Ridge was also a double happiness.

Mentioning this, Tang Qing'er looked at the Young Master Nanlin beside him and smiled slightly.

In fact, she was still a little confused about this matter in her heart.

To be precise, he was just not disgusted with Young Master Nan Lin, not like him.

But as Father Wang and Uncle Chen said, they are close friends, maybe this person is the right person for her.

In fact, Uncle Chen was a little worried.

The martial arts deity and Tang Qing'er only met in peace and didn't have any interest in her at all.

But since this young master Nanlin is about to become Tang Qing'er's Taoist companion, he is not good to take a shot and pinch him to death.

This is a happy event, there is no need to become a funeral.

What's more, the martial arts deity still wants to participate in the birthday banquet of the king of Beiling.

If the King of the North Ridge’s son-in-law Chenglong was slaughtered, he wouldn't have to attend a birthday banquet, he would have to kill all the way.

The martial arts deity ignored Young Master Nanlin, nodded to Tang Qing'er, and said, "I can come and see with you."

"Whether to join Beiling, I will talk about it later."

"Also."

Tang Qing'er smiled and said, "You will follow me first. At that time, I will show you the power and heritage of Beiling. You decide for yourself."

"Don't ask for your name yet?"

Tang Qinger turned to look at the martial arts deity.

"Arabic."

The martial artist said lightly.

"His Royal Highness, let's go."

Uncle Chen urged again.

"it is good."

Tang Qinger beckoned to the martial arts deity, and said: "Come on to my side, stay closer, Uncle Chen is going to tear the void and carry out long-distance space transmission."

"Too far away, out of Uncle Chen's envelope, you will be swallowed by the endless void, and you will never return."

The martial arts deity nodded, did not refuse, stepped forward and came to Tang Qing'er.

"Humph!"

Seeing this scene, Young Master Nanlin passed a gloomy look in his eyes and snorted coldly.

Chen Bo glanced across the martial arts deity, released the strength of the cave sky, tore the void, and took Tang Qing'er, the young master of Nanlin and the martial arts deity into the space tunnel.

The four people shuttled continuously in the space tunnel, and the martial arts deity looked calm.

It's just that he wears a silver mask, and no one can see his face.

When the four of them broke through the void again and walked out of the space tunnel, Young Master Nan Lin couldn't help but sneered: "What is that Huangwu, how do you feel?"

"Remember this feeling, this may be the only time in your life to teleport over a long distance through a space tunnel."

"Just now we were still in Crying Soul Ridge, and now we have come to the center of Beiling!"

The martial arts deity ignored the young master Nanlin, but looked straight.

Not far from the front, there is a huge city covering a vast area, the whole body is pitch black, the strange rocks are rugged, and the momentum is magnificent, revealing a kind of gloomy terror.

Even the king city of the three great immortal kingdoms of Shenxiao Immortal Territory was much smaller than this city.

Beiling City!

The birthday banquet of the king of Beiling approached, and Beiling City became noisy and lively.

Not only the four martial arts deities, but in other directions, there are also many forces, and the monks are heading towards Beiling City.

Many monks showed awe in awe when seeing the four martial arts deity walking through the void, and they evaded one after another.

"Let's go."

Tang Qinger smiled at the martial arts deity and said.

The martial arts deity followed Tang Qing'er, and suddenly asked through voice transmission: "You want to recruit me under the command of the King of Beiling. It's not my strength that matters."

The king of the North Ridge sits on a hundred thousand mountains, and countless strong under his command.

This Tang Qinger obviously had another purpose.

However, the martial arts deity could not feel Tang Qing'er's hostility, so he didn't care.

Even if this Tang Qinger really has any evil intentions, the martial arts deity is fearless.

Tang Qinger was silent for a while, and then said through a voice transmission: "I am a little interested in your origins. If I guess it is correct, you shouldn't be from Hanquan prison, right?"