Guarding the prison for thirty years: Exiting the land sword fairy

This statement came out.

Qinglong and Suzaku looked at each other.

According to what they know, not only the third prince has comprehended the sword intent in the capital.

In fact, there is another senior king who is indifferent to fame and fortune...

"Probably not..." Bai Hu retorted.

"If it's His Highness the Third Highness, it's impossible for him to just ignore death and watch the big roc demon sacrifice the bones of the golden-winged roc."

Hearing his words, Xuanwu opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"The skeleton of the golden-winged roc?" Qinglong asked.

Instantly caught their attention.

"Well, it's the skeleton of a golden-winged roc with a Mahayana cultivation base. It's very scary!" Bai Hu explained.

His face was pale, and every time he said a word, the pain caused cold sweat to flow from his forehead, and his body trembled violently.

After his explanation, everyone immediately realized the seriousness of the matter.

A skeleton of a monster in the Mahayana realm appeared in the capital, and the destructive power it brought was terrifying...the consequences were unimaginable.

Maybe it will be another devastating disaster, stronger but not weaker than the killing made by the old monk Pudu.

This matter is no small matter!

"What are these monsters trying to do?" Xuanwu said in a deep voice.

"Pass down the order, let the people of Shence Army and Qin Tianjian keep their spirits up, pay attention to the movements in the capital, and if they find any suspicious traces of monsters, they will take them down, no matter whether they live or die!" Qinglong said solemnly.

Gripping the hilt of the sword at his waist, a look of worry rose between his brows, and he whispered: "Now that Beiyan and Nanming's missions are in the city, we must not let them have problems, otherwise it will affect the relationship between the two countries... …It’s like being attacked from the front and back, and the consequences are very serious.”

"Hmm... and this strong man who has comprehended the sword will also secretly investigate." Bai Hu couldn't forget.

Covering the wound on his chest, a stubborn look appeared on his face.

a long distance away.

White Tiger Mountain.

The great demon king Baihu Shengjun was sitting on the throne, and a group of strange monsters gathered below.

The evil spirit in the main hall is overwhelming, and the atmosphere is smoky.

"Why hasn't King Dapeng arrived yet?" The White Tiger Sage asked in a deep voice.

With a calm face, he was not angry and majestic, and bursts of domineering aura emanated from his body faintly, shocking the audience.

"Returning to Shengjun, King Dapeng seems to have gone to Daxia Capital to participate in some kind of Baihua temple fair." A wolf demon replied.

"Great Xia Capital?!"

As soon as he heard the name, the White Tiger Sacred Lord gritted his teeth, emitting a terrifying tiger aura from his whole body.

Killing intent is awe-inspiring!
It was this place that made him lose his only bloodline.

According to the intelligence from the capital, the plan to rescue the Holy Seed not only failed, but also ruined the Holy Seed's life.

Live without people, dead without corpses.

"Originally, I wanted to hold a Dao discussion meeting with the help of King Dapeng's ancestor Shengke... Since King Dapeng has gone to the capital of Daxia, why don't I go to the capital to meet King Dapeng together." Sage Lord Baihu suggested.

"It would be nice to have a feast there too... Delicious blood food everywhere."

"My lord, I heard that Daxia's capital is a forbidden place for demons. It would be inappropriate for us to go there rashly." The wolf demon said worriedly.

"Forbidden land for demons? It's ridiculous... This world is dominated by demons. I can go wherever I want. Who dares to stop me?" The White Tiger God Lord roared.

Opening his bloody mouth wide, gusts of stench gust out from the mouth, shaking the void.

awesomeness!

Immediately.

He raised his giant paw and slapped the ground, and said with a confident smile, "What's more, I have my own arrangement!"

next second.

A groveling man walked into the hall outside the hall.

If Wang Hao were here, he would definitely recognize this person as Zhong Tixing who had defected from the prison chief.

"Greetings to the Holy Monarch, and all the demon kings!" Zhong Tixing said with a flattering smile.

"It's really your reward!" The White Tiger Sage said.

The giant claw waved.

A crystal clear drop of blood flew out from his fingertips and landed directly on Zhong Tixing's forehead.

Moisturized by the white tiger's blood essence, an astonishing aura burst out of his body.

Hairs as hard as steel needles grew out from under his skin.

Half demonized!
hum!
The cultivation base of the Foundation Establishment Realm has taken advantage of the trend to break through.

A golden elixir glowing with strange light appeared in the sea of ​​qi in the dantian.

"Thank you for the reward from the Holy King, I swear to serve the Holy King!" Zhong Shan knelt down on the ground.

Feeling the surging power in his body, he was emotional and kowtowed to show his loyalty.

"How much do you know about the situation in the capital?" The White Tiger Sage asked calmly.

"This subordinate used to work as an errand in the prison department, and he still has some understanding of the defensive layout in the capital. Not to mention being clear about it, it's pretty close." Zhong Shan said confidently.

"Very good!" The White Tiger Sage nodded.

A flash of light flashed in the huge eyeballs, he lowered his head, stared at him and smiled and said, "With you here, I am very relieved."

"I can take advantage of this opportunity to go to Daxia Capital, and kill that little jailer together to avenge my son's murder."

The voice just fell.

With a leap, he turned into a giant snow-white tiger and rushed out of the hall.

see.

Dozens of monsters in the realm of transforming gods showed their original shapes one after another, and followed closely behind.

Control the demon cloud and fly towards the capital of Daxia.

Mighty!

……

Back to the new house on the outskirts of the city.

Wang Hao did not disturb the 28 female ghosts.

Sit cross-legged in the room.

Take out the body of the roc bird, divide the materials, and leave the blood and flesh that contains a lot of spiritual power for the practice of [Nether Mysterious Art].

As for the refining materials such as feathers, skeletons, sharp claws, and bird beaks, put them aside directly, and prepare to exchange them for cultivation resources in the market tomorrow.

Refining blood essence, absorbing spiritual energy, and tempering the body according to [Xuan Ming Xuan Gong], once again increasing the strength of the body.

Physical cultivation alone is comparable to the late stage of the God Transformation Realm.

It is a step closer to becoming a Netherworld, Scale, and Leakage Divine Body.

Followed by.

Open the storage bag, take out the Jinpeng skeleton, put it in your hand and examine it carefully.

"This skeleton seems to be easily out of control..." Wang Haosi thought.

Withdrawing his gaze, his gaze fell to the southwest.

There seems to be a mysterious force in the southwest direction, and the skeleton is trying to break free in the hand.

"After two days of vacation, you can take the opportunity to study the secrets of this skeleton."

The murderous aura in the palm of his hand strengthened the seal on Jin Peng's skeleton.

Toss in storage bag.

Open the door and call Qingyu and other alluring female ghosts in the front yard to come in.

When it comes to cultivation, one cannot relax even for a moment.

In the next three days, undercurrents surged in the capital, and dangers abounded.

But in the dungeon, everything is business as usual.

Without Xiao Luo's noise, Wang Hao found that the prison had become very deserted...with less anger.

Let the already lifeless sky prison become even more dead and depressing.

Routine work every day, imprisoning prisoners, beheading demons, and occasionally seeing the sixth princess and giving her loose skins.

Since the third prince returned to the palace, he has not been seen to show up.

I haven't heard of the marriage with Princess Beiyan either... There is no follow-up.

The days gradually became boring, and nothing but cultivation was cultivation.