The waist badge is green in color and shaped like a semicircle.
This is the waist card of the Misty Demon Palace. Only with it can you enter and exit the Demon Palace freely.
Not only that, it can also drive the birds in the Misty Demon Palace.
Only by riding a flying bird can you reach the gate of the Demon Palace.
White clouds passed by the feet, and the robes danced lightly, and a prosperous ending came to an end.
After burning the incense, a towering palace appeared in front of me.
Starlight shone down from a height of ten thousand feet, and the entire Demonic Palace was enveloped in a glow.
The Misty Demon Palace, which everyone in the outside world fears, is as beautiful as a fairyland.
The bird circled in the sky and then slowly flew down.
Di Ming Lie was familiar with the flying birds and landed on the ground. He walked up behind the great elder and passed through a thick stone wall.
It's a tall staircase.
There are ninety-nine steps in total, which is very easy for martial arts practitioners.
Above the steps is the entrance to the Demon Palace - Youhui Gate.
In front of Youhui's door stood a dozen Demon Palace disciples, their faces as expressionless as wood.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, he turned around and glanced over.
The great elder showed his waist card, and the disciples of the Demon Palace lowered their heads: "Great elder."
Inside Youhui Gate 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 in the second floor corridor. If you go directly to the front, you will find another empty world. After crossing the river of stars like a sea of flowers, you will find the place where the Saint of the Demon Palace lives.
The status of the saint is second only to the leader. As for Yun Tingruo, the deputy leader, this empty position can be ignored.
The place where the leader lives is the highest palace of the Demon Palace.
It is the place closest to the sun and the place overlooking the entire Misty Demonic Palace. It is called the Sunlight Palace.
Di Minglie followed the great elder into a palace.
The rest of the place is off limits.
"Master, my disciple came back this time to get a spiritual grass."
There is no candlelight in the palace, only the light of night pearls shines, and the luxury is staggering.
"I don't have spiritual grass here. Only the river of stars where the saint lives has spiritual grass." The great elder's white beard fluttered, and he felt a bit like an immortal, but the blood left in his bones was evil and darkness.
"Master, you didn't have a few before, why?" Di Minglie was surprised. He came back this time to get the spiritual grass.
If he can't get the three types Yin Juexiao mentioned, then he can use a high-grade spiritual grass instead.
The Piaomiao Demon Palace is a century-old demon palace with a solid foundation, and the Holy Lady also has a field of spiritual grass. He has never thought about the Holy Lady's spiritual grass.
The saint of the Misty Demon Palace is the incarnation of the night. She kills people like crazy, and countless people die in her hands. Moreover, she loves blood the most and drinks a glass of fresh human blood every three days.
Her spiritual pet, the poisonous black spider, also eats human flesh and nothing else.
If you want to get something from her, you must leave something behind.
"What do you want to do with the spiritual grass?" The great elder twisted his neck and moved directly behind him. This is the most evil skill in the Demon Palace, and only the elders can practice it.
Even though Di Minglie saw it countless times, every time he saw it, the soles of his feet felt slightly cold.
"Master, my disciple is for you. The leader allows an outsider to be the deputy leader, and does not allow you to be the master. This does not treat you, master, as one of his own."
"Don't talk nonsense." The great elder waved his sleeves, and Di Minglie knelt down.
Di Minglie's knees were knocked to pieces by the cold stone slab, but he did not cry out in pain: "Master, if we get the land on Lava Street, we can cultivate our power privately, and then--!"
This is his real purpose!
Di Minglie hadn't finished speaking the last few words.
The wind blew by wantonly.
His whole body was lifted up.
Death is so close.
"Betraying the Piaomiao Demon Palace means going to the Jiuyuan Dark Cave, where you will live forever and never reincarnate."
The great elder's tone was cold and numb, and his old eyes were lifeless.
"Master, I know my mistake. I don't dare to do it anymore." Di Minglie said each word out of his mouth. His inner strength was like a sea or a stream in front of the great elder, and he was completely unable to resist.
The great elder's hands stiffened and relaxed.
Di Minglie's body slipped to the ground, gasping for air.
The eyes with lowered heads were full of murderous intent.
He is His Highness the Prince of Qi in the Feng Kingdom, second only to Di Liuzhang, and he is the proud son of heaven. He has never dared to treat him like this.
But in the Misty Demon Palace, he was simply an ant.
If the world knew that His Highness, Prince Qi, looked humble now, I wonder if they would be shocked.
"Go down." The great elder said coldly, without any emotion.
Di Minglie stood up from the ground and said in a low voice, "Yes."
He turned around silently, with an unstoppable dark glow in his eyes.
One day, he will take away all of this, and he will become the new master of the Misty Demon Palace.
The black back is full of great dreams.
Disappearing into the palace step by step.
This is a small room with nothing else in it except the bed.
Di Minglie lay down irritably, thinking that the Great Elder would accept his idea, but he didn't expect that he actually refused.
Just as he was about to turn over, he saw an orange figure rushing towards him.
The rich aroma immediately spread in the air.
"I heard from the disciples that you came back and why didn't you come to me."
The woman clung tightly to Di Minglie's body, her left hand roaming around his body.
Di Minglie tensed up and slowly turned his head, looking at the charming face in front of him.
"Go down."
"Oh, I don't want it." The woman twisted her body. She was originally wearing scantily clad clothes, but with such a twist, her naked body attracted everyone's attention.
"Don't make me say it a second time." Di Minglie curled his lips and had no intention of flirting with her.
The woman pushed him angrily: "Why, if you have a lover outside, you don't want me to be like a loser."
"Qingxia!" Di Minglie replied impatiently.
"Okay, okay, I'll leave now, and I won't pay attention to you again." Qingxia pouted her red lips, and just as she was about to stand up, a heavy body pressed down on her.
"You damn ghost." Qingxia poked Di Minglie, her eyes full of cute smiles.
Di Minglie didn't say anything, and now he was filled with evil anger and had nowhere to vent.
Now that this woman has arrived, he won't be polite.
"Tearing." The sound of the skirt breaking.
Qingxia cast a flirtatious look, hooked her little finger on Di Minglie's face, then hooked her neck around his neck, and pressed her red lips against it.
After a while, the room was filled with strange sounds.
An hour later, the two of them were lying together sweating profusely, and Di Minglie was almost exhausted from exhaustion.
This woman is a hungry wolf, and she hasn’t seen a man for hundreds of years.
"Ming Lie, you are still so fierce, I like it so much." Qingxia lay on his chest, not feeling nauseated by the smell in the air.
Di Minglie narrowed his eyes and resisted the urge to kick the woman down.
A big hand patted her shoulder: "Qingxia, I need your help."