Chapter 811: Miko Sect (middle)

Leng Gong, the moonlight is cold and frosty, silent.
In his early years, before Wu Wuya fell asleep, he had been ordered to stay awake for a day, and the Leng Palace could not be opened for a day.
瀛 Wu Jiu Jie Wei is very strong, and since then, Leng Palace has not been in and out.
Thousands of years have passed, and it is reasonable to say that in the closed Leng Palace, it should have been a dead body. When the three princesses of Xingluo pushed in the door, a fresh smell of grass and trees came over. .
The life of the demons is the longest among the four planes except the immortal deities.
Even if compared to the holy beast family of the lunar plane, it is even better.
The life of ordinary demons can reach hundreds of thousands of years, and the lives of nobles of demons can reach thousands of years. As the emperor and demons, the most noble blood of the demons, they have magic skills because of their body. For the sake of rebuilding Chen Gong, as long as you practice, you can live for tens of thousands or even tens of thousands of years.
The so-called success is also Xiao He defeated Xiao He. Although Jiu Zhuan Chen Gong can prolong life, its shortcomings are also fatal. It will make the demons much slower in cultivation than the other mystics and holy beasts.
Therefore, although Prince Bliss and the Dark Lord II also have a longevity of ten thousand years, their cultivation has only reached the peak of Danjing.
As the four favorite princesses of Wu Wuya, both the prince of the witch and the foolish four princes have practiced Jiuzhuan to make Chen Gong, so Princess Xingluo knew that they had not died.
In the Leng Palace, the curtain curtains were hanging, and the smell of grass and trees rushed towards the face, attracting the three princess Xingluo to go deep into the Leng Palace.
"This is it?" Princess Xingluo San could not help but stop.
In the empty courtyard, there was a person standing in the middle of a sea of ​​flowers.
The man's back was facing Princess Xingluo San, and in front of him was a black manjuhua that bloomed in the moonlight.
"Four ..." Princess Xingluo thought he was the four demon concubine, and just spoke.
But when he saw the man turned around, with one glance, the three princess Xingluo stood like a petrified plant.
With purple eyes and silver hair, the person in front of him looked like a maiden, but his features were much more masculine than the maiden, and he was clearly a man.
"Worry-free," Princess Xingluo muttered silently, and something passed quickly in her mind, and she couldn't help backing away.
The stupid four princes are rumored to have no worries, and she almost forgot the name.
However, the legendary Wu Wuyou is a fool, how can this man be half fool?
When she pulled back, the black man Zhuhua beside her swarmed up like tide, with vines as ropes and leaves as blades, entangled the princess Xingluo San crazyly, just like countless spinning spiders. She was soon under control and difficult to move. She felt her own power and was quickly absorbed.
Her original flowery face quickly peeled off, and her arrogant body was constantly weakening.
On the contrary, the cluster of black vine pearls was rapidly expanding and growing, and it was like a moving black flame, which caused the whole Lenggong to burn.
How can this be so? Heiman Zhuhua wasn't the magic tree that three princesses had cultivated to poison the princess ten thousand years ago. Why did she attack her today? !!
Princess Xingluo's eyes widened. She didn't stare at death. At the moment of death, she couldn't figure out what happened in Lenggong?
Where did the four demon concubines go?
After the flesh and blood of Princess Xingluo San was sucked clean, finally the yin dan in her body cracked and turned into a dust.
The fourth prince Zong Shaoqing sighed, "Mother."
The cluster of black vine pearls withdrew the flower vine and showed humanoid shape.
A phantom of a stunning woman with a clear face. The woman looked at Zong Shaoqing, showing a little affection on her face: "Shao Qing, you are finally back."
Once the sorceress of the Tianwu tribe, after being persecuted by three demons and concubines, they have been poisoned by Heiman Zhuhua for many years.
However, the three demon princesses did not expect that the maiden sect practiced nine turns to create the meritorious service, and finally relied on the power of magic to counterattack Heiman Zhuhua, control the body of Heiman Zhuhua, and even use Heiman The power of Zhuhua sent the fourth emperor Zong Shaoqing, who was banned in the cold palace, to the Chen plane.
The witch sect's painstaking management finally paid off.
"Mother," Zong Shaoqing knelt on the ground, tears in her eyes, "why, why have you never let the baby come back, if the baby knows you already ..."
The black man and Zhuhua had brilliant colors, but its roots had already decayed.
Heiman Zhuhua lives on the blood of the imperial concubine.
Without the blood of the imperial demon, it is like the water of no source and no wood, only to weaken every day.
Infinitely drowsy, the Witch Sect spent a lot of magic to send Ai Zong Shaoqing away from the Chen plane. She has already been at the end of the crossbow. These years, she has only been sent by the maids in the imperial palace and the three demon concubines The spy's flesh and blood is alive.
When Zong Shaoqing was sent away that year, the Witch Sect demanded that he must fulfill two conditions before returning to the Cold Palace to reunite with her.
If he does not obey his mother's life, the Witch Sect will never see him.
One of the conditions is that Zong Shaoqing must enter the Tianwu ancient village and find the witch's handwriting she left in the village.
The second condition is that Zong Shaoqing must complete ninety-nine seizures.
For ordinary people, it is difficult for ordinary people to ascend to heaven, let alone ninety-nine times.
Although Zong Shaoqing was amazingly talented, but he won the house ninety-nine times, but it also took him nearly ten thousand years.
He finally fulfilled his mother's request and rushed back to the cold palace.
Zong Shaoqing did not expect that he had just returned to the Cold Palace, waiting for him was his eternal difference from his mother.
"Shaoqing, you don't have to blame yourself. This is your mother's own choice. You know, I should have died 10,000 years ago, and followed some other Tianwus. I have survived and lived a long time in the world. The year, on the one hand, is not assured of you, on the other hand, it is for the Tianwu tribe. It is about the secret of 10,000 years ago. The mother must clearly tell you, "The sorceress sighed and looked at the child she hadn't seen for years.
Over the years, the cold palace has imprisoned her body and mind, and finally, she can leave.
But her heart was still reluctant, reluctant to her children.
"My dear, I'll go and open the underground palace, and the boundless blood can save you," Zong Shaoqing suddenly got up.
"No, it's too late. After you listen to me, or even if the mother is dead, she won't be willing," said the sorceress with a strong expression. She stopped Zong Shaoqing. "The flesh and blood of the three princess Xingluo can let me Keep it for another quarter of an hour. There is not much time left for you. After listening to your mother, for ten thousand years, the hatred of the Tianwu tribe, the entanglement of the demons and the holy beasts, it is time to end. "