Tongjiang is vast and boundless, only slightly inferior to Yuanhai.

If Lord Qingli can worship Tongjiang through Shinto means, he can transform into a real god of rivers.

With the support of an entire Tongjiang River, even if he cannot compare with Master, he is not far behind Xuan Wenjun.

At that time, the land was truly in chaos.

He will establish the Jedi Tiantong, the first demon kingdom on earth in the world, and become the master of the demon court.

It's just that the water veins of the Tongjiang River are unparalleled. Although it is usually unnoticed, if it is practiced with Shinto methods, it is like waking up a dormant real dragon.

Even the demons and immortals in the sixth level of Qingli Jundangtang are unable to suppress this angry dragon.

Only then did the scene before the woman appear.

One after another, countless Dragon Palace veterans volunteered to bear the heavy pressure of the water veins for him, so that their bodies were restrained in place and could not leave even an inch.

But with the help of many veterans, Lord Qingli finally freed up his mind and began to practice the water vein refining.

After listening to the old turtle's words, the stunningly beautiful woman remained silent under the colorful coral trees.

She turned her jade face lightly, and her figure was carried by the current and floated into the distance.

As she left, she took one last look into the distance.

Including Old Turtle, there were dozens of huge figures whose bodies were covered by the clouds and seemed to fill the entire Tongjiang River. Unlike Old Turtle, their bodies were all shrouded in bright flames, and they were hundreds of thousands of miles away from each other.

Those dozens of qi machines looked after each other and cooperated with the ancient magic circle of Qingli Palace, seeming to be suppressing something.

"Princess Seventeen! Think about it carefully, you can't escape this marriage!"

After the woman's figure floated out, the void beside her rolled up like a gauze curtain, opening a way for her to the outside world.

The old turtle's voice came from behind the woman:

"You are Qingli Jun's heir. This marriage is not only your own business, it is also the business of all the people in Qingli Palace, including everyone in the water tribe!"

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At this moment, Baizhu and the others finally arrived at the realm where the music sounded.

He stopped escaping the light and raised his eyes to look ahead.

Densely packed, what comes into view are thousands of vast jade platforms suspended in the void.

Many people came gradually, and they all looked up with astonishment on their faces.

The jade platform has a warm color, is broad and gorgeous, and has countless talismans engraved on its surface, giving it a faint glow.

Only such artifacts can withstand the attacks of the Aperture Refining and even the Yang Fu monks without cracks and damage.

From this point of view alone, those thousands of jade platforms are rare treasures.

Countless cultivators raised their heads and clenched their fists unconsciously, their faces flushed with excitement.

Qingli Palace... is so rich in treasures...

Cui Yuanzhou looked away tremblingly and jumped three times on the spot.

"Dragon Palace, you are so rich!"

He held on to Baizhu tightly, his voice trembling:

"Senior brother, if you really marry Dragon Girl, don't forget me as your brother."

I can marry a dragon girl with a hammer...

Bai Shu reluctantly pushed his hand away and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Not talking about Fengshan Temple, just talking about Qingli Jun, he would not let his daughter marry a monk.

As a monk, he can participate in the selection of a son-in-law in the Qingli Palace and compete with others for the Milo Lantern. This is a big concession for Lord Qingli.

"Compared to Dragon Girl, I am more interested in Miluo Lantern." Bai Shu smiled at Cui Yuanzhou.

"Senior brother, you really have a strong Taoist heart!" The little fat man said with emotion: "Compared with senior brother, I am still far behind."

"It's okay, it's okay." Bai Shu lowered his head modestly.

But when they arrived at this place, the dragon scale token in Bai Shu's hand suddenly became hot.

An inexplicable message poured into his head, and Bai Shu frowned slightly, then looked at one of the jade platforms above the void.

At this time, Cui Yuanzhou also felt something. He also glanced at a jade platform in the void, and after looking at each other, Bai Shu nodded thoughtfully.

The monk Hui Yuanzhang next to him was confused. He looked at Baizhu and then at Cui Yuanzhou, his face full of confusion.

"Who to fight and where to fight."

Cui Yuanzhou raised the blue-grey dragon scale in his hand and explained to Huiyuan:

"Just now, these scales told us."

"Bald donkey doesn't have it?" the little fat man looked curious.

"Are you stupid? I am a monk, Lord Qingli will give me this thing?"

Huiyuan cursed:

"The little Buddha represents Jinghai Temple and comes to watch the ceremony!"

"Oh, hehe..."

Cui Yuanzhou shrank his head, apparently forgetting this incident.

"I'll take the first step."

Bai Shu patted Hui Yuan's shoulder, then turned into rainbow light and swept towards his square jade platform.

Cui Yuanzhou and Hui Yuan also flew to different realms respectively.

Far away, on the other side of the clouds, there are crystal palaces used for viewing ceremonies.

Bai Shu watched Hui Yuan's escaping light fall into it and blended into it.

"Here you go, Malo!"

Suddenly, when he turned his head, a voice suddenly sounded from the jade platform.

The dark-faced man stared and said in a loud voice.

"Mule's conch?" Baizhu asked curiously.

"It's Luo!"

"A radish's radish?"

The black-faced man roared angrily, his body exploded, and he stepped forward in an instant.

"Eat my big peacock fist!" Baizhu roared angrily and pointed out.

The black-faced man was startled and stopped suddenly. A black light erupted from his toes, instantly pulling him further away from Baizhu.

The Big Peacock Fist sounds like a gate boxing technique.

While secretly mocking the young man in front of him for his lack of experience, Maro took a deep breath, and black light surged around his body, like an abyss.

As soon as he raised his eyes, what came to him was a streak of rainbow light.

Bang!

In the shocked eyes, Maro was knocked out like a rag doll and fell hard off the jade platform.

moment.

Another black shadow flew up into the air again, glaring fiercely at Baizhu.

"Isn't it the Big Peacock Fist?!" Maro was filled with grief and anger, "You bully an honest person!"

"It was originally the Big Peacock Fist."

Bai Shu looked at the faint white mark on the black-faced man's chest and was quite surprised. This man's horizontal kung fu was obviously not weak.

"You are too slow and you lack the means to fight the enemy."

Bai Shu kindly reminded: "Don't just train your physical body, train other things as well."

"Humph!" The black-faced man turned his head and turned his body aside.

Bai Zhu shrugged, not taking it seriously.

Suddenly, the expression on his face changed, and the black-faced man also turned around.

The sound of roaring mountains and tsunami spread from the viewing area. They stared at one of the jade platforms and burst into cheers.
Chapter completed!