Eternal Sacred King

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The palace of the King of the North Ridge is not as antique and dazzling as the Immortal Sect of Heavenly World, but it is full of eerie and terrifying atmosphere.

Even the water in the pool surrounding the palace is blood-red, exuding a faint bloody qi, and from time to time there is a reddish, big fish with sharp teeth jumping out of the water.

Martial Dao main body For all this, it’s no surprise.

Under the leadership of Tang Qing’er, several people quickly arrived in the depths of the bedroom and saw the legendary king of Beiling!

The King of Northridge is sitting on a seat made of piles of bones, surrounded by a pool of blood, and densely packed skulls are piled up under the seat.

This birthday banquet is known as the eight hundred thousand years of the eighth birthday of the king of Beiling.

Normally, the life of Paradise Realm expert is about one million years.

The king of Beiling is now eight hundred thousand years old, and he has actually left Peak.

Even so, in the king of the Northridge, there is still no sign of decay and old age.

Although his eyes are closed, sitting on the Throne of White Bones, the king of the Northridge still reveals an unimaginable majesty!

This is an imposing manner that has been in the top position for a long time, and the blood sea of ​​the corpse mountain is bred under the foot!

The divine consciousness of Martial Dao’s main body passed over the king of Northridge.

According to Heavenly World, the king of Northridge should be the peerless Immortal King of Paradise Realm’s great accomplishment!

It seems that the difficult argument for cultivation in the cold spring prison is not groundless.

Commander is the entire North Ridge, the expert standing on the pinnacle of the North Ridge is just the cultivation base of the peerless Immortal King, and it has not even been able to cultivate the paradise to the great perfection.

Suddenly!

The King of Northridge opened his eyes.

In the gloomy palace, it seems as if two groups of breathtaking cold light burst out, a fierce bloody aura, instantly permeating.

Uncle Chen didn’t dare to look at him, and quickly bowed his head.

The young master of Nanlin often follows the king of Nanlin. He is already familiar with these peerless experts, but he is still stunned by the imposing manner of the king of Beiling.

Only Martial Dao main body expressionless, with calm eyes.

“Father!”

Tang Qinger smiled and shouted.

The gaze of the King of Beiling paused slightly on the Martial Dao main body before looking towards Tang Qing’er. His expression slowed down, slightly nodded, and said, “Qing’er is back.”

“en. ”

Tang Qing’er said with a smile: “Daddy’s eight hundred thousand years old birthday, I prepared some gifts and rushed back to wish him his birthday.”

“Qing’er has a heart.”

The king of Northridge is nodded.

Tang Qinger said again: “By the way, father, I also brought two friends back.”

“My nephew Shen Tuying, meet the King of Beiling!”

Nanlin young master hurried forward to pay him a respectful expression.

“Shen Tuying.”

The King of Beiling: “Nanlin young master, how is your father?”

Nanlin young master quickly said: “My father is in good health, but he is thinking of you and has no chance to be with you.”

The two exchanged greetings.

The king of Beiling was absent-minded, and seemed to know about Tang Qing’er and the young master of Nanlin, and did not embarrass him.

Accurately speaking, the king of Beiling pays attention to that, simply is not on the young master of Nanlin, and is still paying attention to the main body of Martial Dao!

“And this one, Huang Wu Fellow Daoist.”

Tang Qinger briefly recounted the process of the two getting acquainted, and said: “Father, I am taking charge without authorization. I will resolve this under your banner. You will not be angry, will you?”

“It doesn’t matter, a North Profound Nether will die and die.”

The King of Beiling waved his hand and said: “Just kill him a few prison kings, what else can Shishanling say?”

Pause for a while, the King of the North Ridge looked towards Martial Dao main body, the eye pupils are exuding eye-catching rays of light, and a huge pressure is slowly shrouded in it!

As the king of Beiling, his vision is naturally far better than Tang Qinger and the others.

Although he can’t see the depth of Martial Dao main body, he can obviously feel that Martial Dao main body is absolutely impossible!

“Are you really from Heavenly World?”

The King of Northridge asked slowly.

“Yes.”

Faced with the coercion of the King of Northridge, Martial Dao main body expression calmly said: “Moreover, I also want to ask you how to return to Heavenly World.”

“Bold!”

Uncle Chen scolded loudly and said: “Seeing that the king does not worship, I dare to talk to the king like this!”

Martial Dao main body stands underneath, but stands upright. From entering the palace to the present, he has not saluted the King of Beiling.

The tone of his speech just now is more like communicating with his peers, without any respect.

Even Tang Qinger sweats for Martial Dao main body.

If the Royal Father is really to blame for this, she will definitely not be able to protect the Martial Dao main body.

Don’t talk about other things, just the Martial Dao main body from Heavenly World is enough for Royal Father to suppress and kill him!

“hahahaha!”

The King of Northridge laughed suddenly, and the laughter resounded through the palace, deafening, and filled with a domineering atmosphere!

The king of Beiling looked at Martial Dao main body with a grim smile, and slowly said: “Since I have come to the hell world, it is impossible to go back!”

Martial Dao main body slightly frowned.

Is he really going to be trapped in the hell world?

The so-called hell world, what is the relationship between the nine great hell and the Seamless Great Emperor?

What’s the purpose of pushing him down by the old monk guarding the tomb?

Is it just to trap him in the hell world?

What is the relationship between the old monk and the hell world?

Too much confusion, haunting me.

The king of Beiling slowly got up and said: “youngster, your courage is not small, if you change to normal, you are now a corpse at the feet of this king!”

“However, you are a friend brought back by Qing’er. This king will spare you once.”

“many thanks Royal Father!”

Tang Qinger said softly sigh of relief, and at the same time looked towards Martial Dao main body, constantly winking at him and asking him to come forward and thank you.

Martial Dao main body is ignored.

He is considering whether or not to step forward now, smash it with a punch, and have an in-depth exchange with the King of Northridge.

But seeing Tang Qing’er being so protective, he couldn’t make a direct shot.

even more how, the birthday banquet of the King of the North Ridge is approaching, so don’t rush for a while.

Let the King of Beiling finish his birthday, and it will not be too late to find him.

Furthermore, at the birthday banquet of the King of the North Ridge, many forces and experts from all walks of life gather, and he must have more information.

The King of North Ridge glanced at Martial Dao main body lightly, and said: “This king’s birthday feast is approaching, and I am in a good mood. I won’t care about you today.”

“However, let me remind you that this is not Heavenly World. Hell is more cruel, dark and bloody than Heavenly World!”

“The living environment of your Heavenly World, in the eyes of hell creatures, is like a peaceful and peaceful Ultimate Bliss World! In hell, if you are not careful, even the bones and scum will be eaten!”

Pause for a while, the King of Northridge grinned at Martial Dao main body, grinning gloomily, and said: “youngster, welcome to hell!”

At this time, the King of the North Ridge has not yet realized what kind of changes and influence this purple-robed cultivator with a silver mask in front of him will bring to the hell world!

He couldn’t even imagine what a storm this youngster, who looked a little mysterious, would set off in the hell!

Hearing the words of the King of Beiling, Martial Dao’s main body also laughed, his fists gradually clenched, and a softly muttered cry: “hell…I am Huang Wu here!”