Saint Ancestor of All Demons

"Oh, what's it called?" Xiang Chen became interested.

Although Yue Mei practices his Taiyin Scripture, he really doesn't have any other ghostly supernatural powers. The key point is that he doesn't have it either. The Ten Thousand Monsters Holy Scripture belongs to the monster clan, not the ghost clan.

"It seems to be called the Netherworld Curse Killing Technique. The ghost cultivator's unique soul power can use this magical spell to kill other people's souls through the air. However, it requires a ghost cultivator at the level of the Immortal Emperor to practice it. The rules of heaven and earth in the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm are not suitable for raising ghosts. , you need to use your own essence, blood, and magic power to raise ghosts, or hunt and kill other people's immortal souls to raise ghosts. This approach is easily besieged by the righteous people, so the ghost way is in decline in the Nine Heavens Immortal World."

"The senior of Yao Shen Tian committed too many crimes and offended too many people because of his cultivation of ghosts. In the end, he was attacked and killed. The magic should still be in Yao Shen Tian's Shen Zang Pavilion."

"The Netherworld Curse Killing Technique. The name sounds quite domineering. I'll see if I can ask Master Ge to borrow it for me."

Xiang Chen became obsessed with this ghost magic.

"If it is Ge Daohong, he should be able to borrow it. Although it is a sect skill, no one should have practiced it in the Demon God Palace for a long time. Instead of wasting mental resources on cultivating ghosts, it is better to improve his own cultivation." Qingqiu Nuolan said.

Xiang Chen got to work immediately, took out the Nine Heavens Magic Mirror, and sent a message to Ge Daohong, asking him to help him obtain the Netherworld Curse Killing Technique.

The god-level magic circle given to Ge Daohong last time should benefit Ge Daohong a lot, and he should not refuse his request.

Sure enough, Ge Daohong sent a message asking Xiang Chen why he wanted the Netherworld Curse Killing Technique?

Xiang Chen answered truthfully, saying that he had raised a ghost servant and was about to break through to the realm of the Immortal Emperor, so he could use it.

"Small question, I'll go to the Shenzang Pavilion to borrow it in a moment and let the Jiutian Chamber of Commerce help you transfer it." Ge Daohong simply agreed.

"Teacher, how are you doing with your research on the array patterns?" Xiang Chen also chatted with him for a few more words.

"Haha, the benefits are endless. This is a god-level formation. When I understand it thoroughly, I can become a divine formation master. By then, one of the top five formation masters in the world will definitely be known as a master." Ge Daohong responded with great joy. .

"As long as it helps the teacher." Xiang Chen contacted Ge Daohong for a while and then ended the communication with him.

Qingqiu Nuolan went to make a cup of tea for Xiang Chen and asked, "Now that you have control of the New Twelfth Army, when are you going to recruit soldiers?"

Xiang Chen took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "No need to recruit, I have ready-made people. I will arrange a force of 100,000 people to join the Black Flame Army. It will definitely be a powerful force you have never seen before. One hundred thousand people can stop the Black Flame's millions of troops!"

"Oh." Qingqiu Nuolan became interested and wanted to know more, but Xiang Chen pretended to be mysterious and tried to trick Qingqiu Nuolan.

"Now that my husband has become a general in the army, Nuo Lan, how should you reward me?" Xiang Chen hugged Qingqiu Nuo Lan with a smile, hugged her slender waist, and rested his head on her shoulder. .

"What reward do you want?" Qingqiu Nuolan raised Xiang Chen's chin playfully.

"I want to eat you." Xiang Chen laughed and pressed directly on the red cherry mouth.

The two hugged each other and kissed each other. After their lips parted, Xiang Chen's evil fire was already rising. He wanted to get closer, but Qingqiu Nuolan suddenly turned into Ye Qian's appearance.

"Don't bother me."

Xiang Chen's expression immediately turned bitter when he saw this scene.

Then he gritted his teeth and threatened again: "Don't blame me for rising to the challenge!"

"Keke, I'm teasing you." Qingqiu Nuolan returned to her true appearance, smiling coquettishly.

"You little rascal, you evildoer, look at me accepting you today!"

Xiang Chen was about to pounce, but Qingqiu Nuolan suddenly transformed and retreated to the center of the hall.

She has an extremely beautiful dance skirt with long sleeves and flowing silk, and the skirt is a gorgeous peacock feather tail skirt with hundreds of flowers.

At this moment, Xiang Chen was fascinated.

"The rules of my fox tribe are that when we leave our physical and mental decisions to a man, we must dance for him. Xiang Lang, can you accompany me with a song?"

Qingqiu Nuolan looked at Xiang Chen with a smile.

"good."

How could Xiang Chen refuse? He took out his guqin and placed it in front of his knees.

Qingqiu Nuolan smiled and said: "Just play the song White Fox. I love the song you play the most."

Xiang Chen smiled slightly, played the piano with his fingers, and the sound of the piano moved. The beautiful music echoed in the hall, and he sang this ballad softly.

I saw the beautiful woman dancing with her sleeves, and her beautiful figure moved with the dance.

The sound of the piano became more and more urgent, and her body danced faster and faster, her jade-like bare hands lingering gracefully, her skirt flying, and her pair of smoke-like watery eyes still wanting to speak.

Shrouded in phantom smoke and dancing in the stream of light, the whole person is like an orchid in the empty valley, hazy and misty, flashing with beautiful colors, as if within reach, yet so far out of reach.

The sound of the piano slowed down, like a lover whispering, and suddenly Nuolan's long sleeves swung and spun with her, her clothes danced with her, her body was soft in the wind, and the phantom smoke condensed countless colorful petals, floating down in the sky, swaying, Each petal carries wisps of floating fragrance.

The guzheng is played lightly and colorful sleeves are played, but now the dream is gone but the face is red. Dancing low to the moon in the heart of the willow tower, singing to the wind under the peach blossom fan. After seeing each other again, we meet again. I have the same dream with you several times. I only have a few silver photos left tonight, as if I was afraid that the meeting would be a dream.

This song captivates the city, this dance is stunning, the piano and dance are intertwined, it is boring to talk about the emperor, I just want to be intoxicated with the beautiful lady.

Xiang Chen watched her dance with obsession, feeling a deep love in his heart, as if he could no longer leave him in this life.

Nuo Lan was drunk in the music. She had practiced this dance countless times in the palace, and she only moved her whole body for one person.

This man in front of me. From now on, regardless of wind and rain, difficulties and ups and downs, or life and death, she will be with him, accompany him to see the world countless times, accompany him to watch the prosperity come to an end, accompany him to the troughs, accompany him to the peaks, and will never leave him in life or death. abandoned.

This dance is called Love of the Sky Fox.

Finally, the sound of the piano stopped, the beauty stopped dancing, and her long sleeves fell to the ground.

At this moment, there was no sound. The two of them looked at each other with eyes that were sure that they would live up to this life.

At this moment, Xiang Chen finally understood that the Yin Shang King in the historical dynasty in his previous life only loved beauties but not the country.

At this moment, he was willing to be that foolish king for her and abandon the world.

"After this dance, and for the rest of my life, my heart will no longer tolerate other people's dances. Nuolan, I want to go through all the ups and downs in the future with you. Can you accompany me?"

Xiang Chen stood up and looked at Qingqiu Nuolan, with a lot of tenderness in his eyes.

At this moment, his heart was completely captured by this little fox.

If Qingcheng is a caring marriage that cannot be broken even through nine reincarnations, then Qingqiu Nuolan at this moment is the deepest emotion in his life.

"As soon as I finish dancing, I promise you my heart. For the rest of my life, the scenery will follow you, the difficulties will follow you, and I will follow you in life and death."

Qingqiu Nuolan's dance clothes fell off her body, and she walked towards Xiang Chen with her bare feet and toes showing off like crazy.

Xiang Chen went over and hugged her tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to embrace her into his life, kissed her, and carried her to the palace.

After a moment, Xiang Chen couldn't help but be shocked again when he looked at the beauty with skin like divine jade and graceful beauty. She was simply a creature made in heaven. How could he have such a beauty?