Prime Assassin: the Evil King’s Wife Chapter 304: Nine Abyss Caves

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The waist card is emerald green and shaped like a semicircle.

This is the waist card of the ethereal devil's palace. With it, you can freely enter and exit the devil's palace.

Not only that, but it can also drive the flying birds of the ethereal magic palace.

Only by flying birds can you reach the gate of the magic palace.

White clouds passed by the feet, and the robe danced lightly and a prosperous ending.

After a stick of incense, I saw a towering palace in front of me.

The starlight shone from a great height, and the whole magic palace was shrouded in radiance.

The magical palace that everyone fears from the outside world is as beautiful as a fairyland.

The flying bird circled the sky, and then slowly flew down.

Di Minglie's familiar birds landed on the ground, walked forward behind the great elder, and passed through a strong stone wall.

It's a tall step.

There are ninety-nine steps in the steps, which is very easy for martial arts practitioners.

Above the steps is the entrance of the magic palace----youhuimen.

In front of Youhuimen stood a dozen disciples of the Devil's Palace, their faces expressionless as wood.

When I heard the footsteps, I turned my head and glanced over.

The great elder showed his badge, and the disciples of the magic palace bowed their heads: "The great elder."

In the Youhuimen is a wide and long corridor, which is divided into countless small corridors leading to various palaces.

If you go directly to the corridor, there is only one road on the second floor of the corridor. Going straight ahead is another empty world. The river of stars is like a sea of ​​flowers, where the saint of the magic palace lives.

The status of the saint is second only to the leader. As for Yun Tingruo, the vice leader, this vacant position can be ignored.

The place where the leader lives is the highest palace in the magic palace.

That is the place closest to the sun, and the place overlooking the entire misty magic palace. It is called the Temple of Sunlight.

Di Minglie entered a palace with the great elder.

The rest is not allowed to walk around.

"Master, the disciple came back this time to get a spiritual grass."

There is no candlelight in the palace, it is all shining with the light of the night pearl, which is staggeringly luxurious.

"I don't have spiritual grass here, only the Star River where the saint lives." The elder has a white beard fluttering, and feels a bit of a fairy wind, but the blood in his bones is evil and dark. .

"Master, didn't you have a few plants before, why?" Di Minglie was surprised. He came back to get the spirit grass this time.

Yin Juexiao said that he can't get the three kinds, so he can change to a high-grade spirit grass.

And the ethereal magic palace is a century-old magic palace, with a solid foundation, and the saint has a spiritual grass field, he has never thought about the saint's spiritual grass.

The saint of the ethereal devil's palace is the incarnation of the night. She kills people like a hemp, and countless people die in her hands. She loves blood most, and she drinks a glass of fresh human blood every three days.

Her pet black poisonous spider also eats human flesh, and doesn't eat anything else at all.

If you want to get something from her, you must leave something.

"What do you want to do with the spirit grass." The elder twisted his neck and moved directly behind him. This is the most evil skill of the magic palace, and only the elders can practice it.

Even though Di Minglie has seen him countless times, every time he sees it, the soles of his feet are slightly cold.

"Master, the disciple is for you. The teacher let an outsider be the deputy teacher, and he won't let you be the master. This doesn't treat you as a family member at all."

"Hugh is so nonsense." With a wave of the elder's sleeve, Di Minglie knelt down.

Di Minglie’s knee was about to shatter by the cold stone slab, but he did not utter a painful cry: "Master, if we get the land on Lava Street, we can cultivate our power in private, and then we can- -!"

This is his real purpose!

The last few words, Di Minglie hasn't finished.

The wind blows wanton.

His whole person was picked up.

Death, so close.

"Betrayal of the ethereal demon palace is to go down to the Nine Abyss Dark Caves, for generations to come, never reincarnating."

The elder's tone was cold and numb, and those old eyes were lifeless.

"Master, I know my mistake, I don’t dare to be here anymore." Di Minglie popped out of his mouth word by word, his internal strength was in front of the great elder. It was completely the sea and the stream. Can't fight.

The elder's hand stiffened.

Di Minglie's body slid to the ground, gasping for breath.

The eyes with his head down are full of murderous aura.

He is His Royal Highness King Qi who is second only to Emperor Feng in the Kingdom of Wind. He is the proud son of heaven. He has never dared to do this to him.

But in the ghost palace, he is simply an ant.

If the people of the world knew that their Royal Highness Qi looked humble now, I wonder if they would blow their eyes.

"Go down." The elder said coldly, without a trace of emotion.

Di Minglie got up from the ground, his tone was low and smooth: "Yes."

Turning around silently, there is a dark glow in his eyes.

One day, he will take all this, and he will become the new master of the ethereal palace.

The black back is full of great dreams.

Step by step, disappear into the palace.

This is a small room with nothing but a bed in it.

Di Minglie lay down irritably, thinking that the elder would accept his idea, but he didn't expect him to refuse it.

Just as he was about to roll over, he saw an orange figure rushing up.

The rich aroma suddenly spread in the air.

"I heard from my disciples that you are back, so why don't you come to me."

The woman pressed her tightly on Di Minglie, with her left hand walking around him.

Di Minglie tightened his body, slowly turned his head, and looked at the charming face in front of him.

"Go down."

"Oh, I don't want it." The woman twisted her body. She was already exposed in her clothes. With such a twist, she was so white that she was eye-catching.

"Don't let me say it a second time." Di Minglie curled his lips, not thinking about flirting with her.

The woman pushed him angrily: "Why, if you have a good friend outside, don't want me to be a ruined flower."

"Qingxia!" Di Minglie replied impatiently.

"Okay, well, I will leave now, and I will ignore you in the future." Qing Xia pursed her red lips, and just about to get up, a heavy body was pressed down.

"You dead ghost." Qing Xia poked Di Minglie, her eyes full of delicate smiles.

Di Minglie didn't say anything, and now he has nowhere to send the evil fire.

Since the woman was delivered to the door, he was not welcome.

"Tear." The skirt shattered.

Qingxia cast a wink, and her little finger hooked Di Minglie's face, then hooked his neck, and pressed her red lips.

After a while, the room was filled with wonderful sounds.

An hour later, the two lay together sweating profusely, and Di Ming was tired and almost collapsed.

This woman is a hungry wolf, or she has not seen a man in hundreds of years.

"Ming Lie, you are still so fierce, people love it." Qing Xia lay on his chest, not feeling the smell of the air nauseous.

Di Minglie narrowed his eyes and resisted the urge to kick the woman down.

The big hand patted her shoulder: "Qingxia, I need your help."