"Dare to ask the king, which is more important about the world of the demon clan and the Dragon Palace?"

The anaconda demon named Long Dagen said in a deep voice.

The moment he finished speaking, Long Ya's brows were already furrowed.

Maybe it's because the other party is one of his top ten demon generals, and he still has a lot of value, otherwise he would already be on the ground.

"What do you mean?"

The dragon cliff opened, and the dragon power as heavy as a mountain had already pressed against the entire hall.

All the demon clans below the Yuan Infant Realm were pressed to the ground by this dragon power and could not rise again, and blood was already spilling out of the corners of their mouths.

This is true of monks, let alone ordinary mortals.

Thousands of mortal beauties in the palace fell to the ground and lost their will

In the world of the demon clan, outside the Miaoshui Palace at a distance of 100 miles from the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, an old man rode a black and white dog and walked under the mountain gate of Miaoshui Palace.

Raising his head and looking at a mountain gate, the old man touched his beard: "This is it." ”

Beside the old man, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy raised the long sword in his hand, the long sword was pitch black, and black qi was diffused around his body.

Sword name "Night"

The sword and the boy are very compatible.

Just when the young man named Sha was about to cut off with a sword, the person who came stretched out his hand and gently held his wrist: "Don't worry, maybe there is your junior sister inside." ”

The old man walked into Miaoshui Palace, and the magic circle in Miaoshui Palace was triggered, and before two teas were reached, there were already dozens of disciples of Miaoshui Palace blocking the front of the old man and the young man.

"Little dolls, can you help me report this old bone, just say that an old man wants to see Murong's little sister, this old man can be regarded as a master who knows her."

The old man is kind and kind, just like an ordinary farmer in the idyllic countryside, kind and approachable.

And hearing that this master was looking for Miss Murong in the palace, the disciples of Miaoshui Palace all looked at each other, and then a woman stepped forward and asked the old man to wait for a while.

The old man just smiled and nodded, indicating that he would not walk around.

After half a pillar of incense, Murong Qin came with the sword, and Xia Ju, the palace master of Miaoshui Palace, also came.

"Grandpa?"

The sword fell to the ground, and Murong Qin gave a salute to the juniors.

Xia Ju watched from the side, looking at the old man and the young man, as well as the mount under the old man.

Unconsciously, an image slowly appeared in Xia Ju's mind.

But she couldn't believe it, she couldn't believe that the legendary old man would come to such a small Miaoshui Palace.

But

Recently, Xia Ju also heard that the old man Yue went out of the mountain to guide and accept apprentices, and Murong Qin was a genius

Don't

"Well, yes, yes."

Looking at Murong Qin from below, the old man smiled kindly and nodded.

In the eyes of the old man, there is no trace of "color" in his eyes, but as if he is seriously looking at a younger generation.

Murong Qin also found that he didn't even hate this old man looking at him, because it seemed that he really looked like his elder, kindly caring about him.

"The sword heart is clear, translucent and clean, he is a good seedling, Jiang Lin's kid is indeed lucky, he actually picked it up."

The old man touched his goatee and spoke, as if talking to himself.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I forgot to say it, old man, my name is Yue Laoweng, and I think it's a little bit of this, and your master counts

It's an acquaintance, but it's not a friend.

I'm here to ask the little girl what you think. ”

Hearing the three words of the old man, even if he guessed the identity of the old man, Xia Ju was still extremely shocked in his heart.

Is it called "even having a little bit of ability"?

In the world of the demon race, is there any other big demon who can be on an equal footing with this living fossil predecessor in ancient times?

"Grandpa Moon asked me what I thought?"

Compared with Xia Ju, Murong Qin was much calmer about the old man, and he was even no different from other ordinary old people.

After all, Murong Qin has only been practicing for more than a year, less than two years, and when he was practicing, he either practiced swords in retreat or went to the library of the demon capital to learn from the classics of the hundred schools for his own use, and he really didn't know much about the current affairs of the demon clan.

"Well, but before that, I want to give you something for my little sister."

The old man nodded and took out a long sword box from the package on Erha's back.

The moment the sword box was wrapped and taken out from the back of that Erha, a gust of wind blew by, and the skirts of Murong Qin, Xia Ju and other Miaoshui Palace women were tightly fitted.

It's just that this gust of wind is not cool, and even Xia Ju already feels a hundred sharp swords pointed at him, and every breath hurts.

But Murong Qin didn't have this kind of discomfort, on the contrary, she felt that this breeze was very kind, and even this breeze was like a coquettish child, constantly sticking to herself.

Old Man Yue handed over the sword box, and Murong Qin subconsciously stretched out his hand to open it.

Just by opening the sword box, it seemed to overflow in the sword box, and the sword qi that had accumulated for thousands of years was released in an instant.

Within a radius of a hundred miles, and even before they arrived at the border city of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, they were all sword qi.

If it weren't for the old man of the moon waving his sleeves, these disciples of Miaoshui Palace, and even Xia Ju, would have been pierced by this sword qi and destroyed the divine soul.

But for Murong Qin, it seems that the word "fierce" does not exist in this sword qi at all, and the kindness and playfulness of that bit are even more obvious.

Inside the sword case is a plain white long sword.

The sword body is slender, and the hilt is abstractly made in the style of a white phoenix.

The notches in the sword body flowed down like a stream, and the white sword was surrounded by the white sword qi that had been transformed, which was in stark contrast to the long sword behind the young man's back.

"This sword is called 'Day', and I, an old man, think that this 'Day' is still more related to the little girl, how about the little girl accept it?"

It's like being attracted.

No, to be precise, it should be day and night constantly calling for Murong Qin.

As Murong Qin's little hand stretched out, when Murong Qin was getting closer and closer to the "day", the "day" was already emitting a Dao sword sound.

But at the moment when Murong Qin was about to touch the "day", the girl stopped.

Like a bitter pleading, the sword sound of "Day" became more intense, and even wanted to fly out directly and land in the palm of her hand, but in the end, the girl still closed the sword box.

"Thank you Grandpa Yue for the gift, but Grandpa Yue and Xiao Qin don't know each other, and Qin'er can't accept such a big gift."

"In addition to your master, I also know your mother, and I will accept the gifts of the elders." For Murong Qin's refusal, Yue Lao Weng was not the slightest angry.

"Thank you, Grandpa Yue, but Qin'er already has a sword."

Holding the willow blade in her arms, the girl's smile is much more brilliant than this sunshine.

"And Qin'er, I will use it for a lifetime"