At that time.

The hinterland of the western waters.

Located in a vast city.

Sea Imperial City.

The most prosperous city in the entire Western waters is here, with hundreds of millions of people living there.

There are countless practitioners coming and going.

In the central area of ​​Haihuang City, high walls are shrouded in a mysterious building.

From the outside world, this building is in fog all year round and is hard to see.

Sometimes, passers-by, the powerful Xuan Realm power used their spiritual power to peek, but they were soon hit by a powerful and boundless pressure, so they could only leave quickly with cold sweat.

To the west of the high wall is the gate to enter and exit.

Ninety-nine dark gold beads are inlaid on the dark black iron gate.

No one knows what material these beads are cast.

But the demons and evil spirits are difficult to get within a thousand meters, which is very magical.

Above the Xuan Iron Gate, the two big words "Sea Emperor" are engraved, like a knife cutting an axe, containing endless mystery and majesty.

Under the mysterious realm, I dare not look at it for a long time! There was no guarding power in front of the gate, only two statues of the ferocious Qilin beast, whose eyes were as bright as stars, full of divine power! The weak did not dare to look directly at it.

Brush! At this moment, a stream of light came from the void of the Nine Heavens and landed in front of the gate.

The visitor was wearing a blue starry sky robe, with fair and smooth skin like a twenty-year-old young man, and his eyes were even deep and unpredictable.

Venerable Yueming.

He glanced at the Qilin beast on the left, and the black door made a heavy sound, and then opened it.

Master Yueming did not perform any exercises, and was like a mortal, stepping into the high wall step by step.

He stepped across his Yueming Hall, the outer disciples’ temple, the inner practice field, and the elders’ residence.

Finally, we came to a towering palace in the center.

City Lord’s Hall.

There was a layer of light and shadow flashing outside. The light and shadow were a formation, but it had the Taoist rhyme that the formation did not have, which was very magical.

At the entrance of the hall, there were two men and women standing.

The man on the left looks in his early thirties, with long white hair flowing shawls, and a pair of narrow eyes that are clean and clear, without any contamination of the mortal world.

He held a whisk in his arms, and his face was always filled with no waves.

The woman on the right has a buzz cut, wearing gilded armor, and carrying a big knife that is not consistent with her body size.

Compared to the gentle and long-haired man next to her, she looked very reckless and unkempt.

"I've seen the Lord of Yueming Palace."

When the two saw Master Yueming, they bowed their heads to greet him.

"Um."

Venerable Yueming nodded slightly, looked at the hall and asked, "Wuchang, Jue Ming, I heard that the palace master came back yesterday?"

The long-haired man Wuchang smiled faintly and nodded, "Yes, the palace master is back and said he wants to see you."

"good."

Venerable Yueming smiled and stepped into the hall.

"How can this old monster keep a young face?"

Jueming, who was carrying a big knife, narrowed his eyes and said, "I heard that every hundred years he has to look for a young handsome man and peel off his skin. I wonder if it is true or false?"

"Don't argue with the Lord of the Palace!"

Wuchang glared at Jueming and secretly sent a message, "When it comes to the realm of the Lord of Yueming Palace, isn't it easy to maintain his appearance?

Why should we peel human skin?”

"oh."

Jueming stuck out his tongue.

City Lord’s Hall.

It is spacious and empty, and there are not many things in Noda's main hall.

A man in dark red brocade, lying on the golden throne with his eyes slightly closed.

On both sides, green smoke rose, making the entire hall look more quiet and profound.

"City Lord."

After entering the hall, Venerable Yueming lowered his head slightly and bowed his hands to speak.

"Yueming is here."

The lord of Haihuang City, Long Xitang, slowly opened his eyes, straightened up, and looked at Master Yueming with a faint smile.

He looked like an ordinary middle-aged man, and he seemed to have no threat.

"The city lord is looking for me, probably because of Bailian Immortal Island, right?"

Venerable Yueming smiled and said.

"Not all," Long Xitang said, "There is also something about the Holy Sword Palace, I want to know about it."

"Let me first talk about the situation in the Holy Sword Palace. What's going on now?"

Master Yueming introduced the recent situation and changed the subject, "Although the Holy Sword Palace is not a threat, this Emperor Feng is not simple."

"From his time on Bailian Immortal Island to his return to the Holy Sword Palace, everything he did was done step by step."

As he said that, a killing intention appeared in the eyes of Venerable Yueming, "City Lord, this guy is probably a variable in the game of big chess between us and Shenji Hall. Why didn't I let him take action and kill him before?"

"Of course Di Feng can die, but he cannot die at our hands."

Long Xitang said lightly, "This little guy has a lot of connection with me."

As soon as these words came out, Master Yueming's eyes lit up immediately, "Is he a descendant of the disciples of Caotang?"

"Yes, he is the successor of my junior brother Tianyan."

Long Xitang smiled and said, "I didn't expect that a little guy who came out of the Eastern Wilderness was already so powerful. I feel very relieved."

"If his revenge is not so intense, maybe I can give him an opportunity, but unfortunately..." He sighed, without saying much, and changed the subject, "Hundred Refining Immortal Island, have you found clues about the ruins of the Wuliang Sea?"
Chapter completed!