No matter the architectural style or the crowds coming and going, including every detail in the ancient city, it can reveal a unique atmosphere belonging to the dark style of hell
The colors in hell are rather monotonous.
Everything in the ancient city is almost black and red with a hint of bloody horror in the gloom.
The Beiling King’s Birthday Banquet is also full of celebrations when it looks near Beiling City.
There are many lotus lanterns hanging on both sides of the street. In the dark ancient city, it seems that ancient fierce beasts are staring at scarlet eyes!
Some monks just hung lanterns out and squinted slightly when the corner of budo statue was swept away.
That lantern is still dripping with blood and emitting a faint blood smell!
These lanterns are really soaked in fresh blood before they are released
Such a horrible infiltration of people is very common in the ancient city of hell, and even the surrounding environment fits perfectly without any sense of suddenness
In cold spring prison, the hierarchy is strict
In the street, only prison officers can walk in the middle of the street.
And the narrow streets on both sides are the passages left for many prison guards.
And the ancient city can only walk freely under the leadership of the prison king Qiang!
Of course, there is no one to stop Wu Daozun from going because of the noble status of Tang Qinger and the royal daughter of Beiling.
"Hey, isn’t this the little princess in Beiling?"
Not far away came a sound with a hint of levity.
Four people look askance.
Not far away, a large group of monks broke in. The first man was wearing a bright green robe and playing with two green fireworks balls in his hand.
This man’s cultivation of the realm is nothing but a prison general.
But behind him, there is a prison king with a breath of terror, as if a green flame were burning in his eyes!
The young man seems to have a high status.
Chapter two thousand six hundred and forty-five Threats
"It turned out to be the young master of Biyanling."
Tang Qinger said hello to see bearer slightly handing over.
Biyanling corpse mountain is the same as the top ten prison mountains!
Little Lord Biyanling said with a smile, "It’s really rare for the little princess in Beiling to know that Wang Shouyan in Beiling came back from Wan Li all the way."
Tang Qinger said, "I naturally can’t miss my father’s 100 thousand birthday."
"Of course"
The smile in Biyanling’s little master’s eyes is deeper. "It would be a pity if you miss this Beiling Wang Shouyan."
"young master"
The prison king in Biyanling whispered, "We should go."
"white!"
Brigitte phlogistic ridge less master knowing laugh with a big brigade Tang Qinger and others pass by.
Wu Daozun feels a little strange.
Arguably, Biyanling is one of the top ten prison ridges, and it is still ruled by the king of Beiling.
However, in Beiling City, Wang Jiao of Beiling seems to have little respect for Tang Qinger.
"That’s him!"