Apart from the legendary daytime fireworks, the people of the Demon Race are more concerned about the chariot and the small car.
Thinking that there are human popes and saintesses in the chariot, even if they are defeated, they are inevitably a little curious and excited. Chen Changsheng was very famous in the Snowy Demon Realm, and Xu Yourong was even more famous because of the Demon Lord's fanatical confession. But who's in that little car? The people don't understand that there are still human beings who can be ranked in front of the Pope and the Holy Maiden. As speculation gradually spread, the public realized that it was the teacher of the human emperor and the pope, named Shang Xingzhou, who was said to be as famous as Wang Zhice.
Shang Xingzhou ignored the curious gazes from both sides of the street. His eyes fell on the buildings on both sides of the street, full of curiosity.
He has been to Xuelao City before and read countless related files, but this is his first time entering this city.
For him, this capital city of the Demon Race is strange yet familiar, full of an intoxicating sense of unreality.
Just like those buildings, it is indeed beautiful, but it is very unreasonable.
What does the towering spire symbolize
Why is it that the window is inlaid with blue glass like the ocean, which can welcome the most brilliant sunlight, but it feels so gloomy, like a real ghost
The most spectacular building appeared in the eyes of everyone, even in the dark and starless night, it was still so eye-catching, like a real mountain.
That is the magic palace.
The main gate of the more than ten feet high Demon Palace has been cracked, and there are still some light blue flames on the edge, which should be related to the material.
The car was parked outside the magic palace and didn't go in, so the whole team stopped.
Time passed slowly, the car never moved, and there was no sound coming from it.
Countless lines of sight fell on the car.
Mrs. Tang walked to the side of the car.
Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong also walked to the side of the car.
Old Mrs. Tang asked through the green curtain on the car window, "Go in?"
The green curtain was raised, revealing Shang Xingzhou's face.
He said, "About that?"
Old Mrs. Tang looked at Chen Changsheng.
Chen Changsheng nodded after a moment of silence.
He started to enter the city in the morning, and did not come to the Demon Palace until this time. Apart from the reasons mentioned above, the most important reason was that he ordered the whole team to make a big circle in Xuelao City, passing through all the famous blocks. See all the famous buildings.
"about there."
Mrs. Tang said.
"Then see here."
Shang Xingzhou let out a satisfied sigh, then closed his eyes.
There was silence in front of the magic palace, and the sound of battles in the distance and the light of fireworks lighting up the night sky were clearly transmitted here.
After an unknown amount of time, Mrs. Tang stepped forward and lowered the curtains.
Chen Changsheng walked up to the car and carried the little Taoist priest down.
The little Taoist knew who he was, so he held him tightly without fear.
Chen Changsheng noticed that the little Taoist priest's sleeves were tied tightly, and there was still some blood on his face. He knew it was left over from the days when he was treating soldiers.
"You have an uncle whose sleeves are cut very short, which is very convenient. I will make it for you in the future."
The little Taoist nodded and said, "Okay."
Xu Yourong stepped forward and took him from Chen Changsheng's arms.
The little Taoist priest had never met Xu Yourong, but he still behaved very well.
Chen Changsheng walked into the magic palace.
Xu Yourong hugged the little Taoist priest and followed behind.
The little Taoist looked at the carriage, and finally couldn't help crying: "Is the ancestor dead?"
Chen Changsheng didn't speak, and didn't look back.
Old Mrs. Tang followed with his hands behind his back.
Wang Po came, and he was going to pull the car into the magic palace.
"Let me do it."
Xiao Zhang took the job.
Everyone knew that the most suitable person for this matter was Chen Changsheng, but they also knew why he refused to stop.
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The sound of fighting in the magic palace gradually stopped, and flames were born in some palaces, and they were quickly extinguished. Even if they were occupied, everything seemed so orderly.
Just like Chen Changsheng's footsteps, they were steady and rhythmic, not rushing or slowing down.
But he couldn't see clearly the appearance of those palaces in the magic palace.
Those temples are made of very rare black marble, and they are extremely magnificent. Moreover, different temples have different styles and colors. This kind of technique that is common in the paintings of Xuelao City falls on the buildings, which is indeed amazing. , has an incomparably rich beauty.
But in his eyes these are just blurred patches of color.
There is a sunflower field in the depths of the magic palace, which covers an extremely vast area. It looks like a yellow ocean. In such a cold autumn night, it still gives people an extremely warm feeling.
A group of people stepped across the Kuihai Sea and walked to the depths, feeling that the enthusiasm around them gradually cooled down, while an evil, cold night-like power was growing.
It is recorded in the Taoist scriptures that this kind of power is the breath of the abyss, and it is also one of the sources of the power of the demons.
The Demon Palace is on the edge of the abyss, it seems that it is really not far away.
The yellow sunflowers parted like the tide, and an extremely tall and dark palace appeared in front of everyone.
Through the stone steps about several miles long, people entered the magic hall.
Until then, Chen Changsheng's vision was no longer blurred, but it was still a little red.
The space in the magic hall is very huge. There is no stone pillar to support it. It is all made of black boulders. Every once in a while, you will see a painting, either a figure, or a landscape, or a flower, or just a simple painting. His brushstrokes leave traces, and there seems to be a lot of wisdom hidden in it.
From the gate of the Demon Palace, people have not encountered any demons, and there are no demons here, and it seems extremely deserted.
A faint green light suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes, piercing directly between Chen Changsheng's eyebrows.
From a distance, everyone could feel the poison from above.
Chen Changsheng was very familiar with this green light, it was Nan Ke's Peacock Feather.
Xu Yourong was talking to the little Taoist priest in his arms, without looking up.
The dagger pierced through the air and accurately pierced the green light.
Just as Chen Changsheng was preparing to meet Nan Ke's next strange attack, the green light disappeared into the air.
Immediately afterwards, a series of intensive crashes sounded from the top of the magic hall, and then snowflakes fluttered down.
With a loud bang, the two figures fell heavily on the ground. Even the hard black rock was smashed into several cracks.
The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and a girl in black restrained Nanke.
"Why are you so weak?"
The black-clothed girl looked at Nanke in confusion and said.
Looking at Nanke's pale face, Chen Changsheng was also a little surprised, wondering what she had endured during the past few days back in Xuelao City.
"I really regret it. I should have killed you when I saw it in Zhouyuan."
Nanke ignored the girl in black, stared at Chen Changsheng's face, and said with endless hatred.
Chen Changsheng was silent for a while, did not answer, and continued to walk deep into the Demon Palace.
Looking at his back, Nanke shouted with despair: "Do you have to let us die to be willing?"
"No, I just want you to surrender."
Chen Changsheng looked at the small car and was silent for a while, then repeated: "Surrender."
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