The so-called No. 1 beauty is very ordinary in Ning Qi's eyes, which means that the fierce aura on her face is a little less. If it is placed in the Central Continent, it can be considered at most the highest level.

Prince Ming San likes snakes, so he naturally has no interest in this first beauty. He swept the food on the table very boredly, regardless of the glaring eyes of the monks at the same table.

"The Northern Xuan Immortal Emperor, the standards of beauties in the underworld are somewhat different from those in the Central Continent..."

Meng Tianshu sent a voice, with a faint sarcasm hanging on the corner of his mouth. If it were before, he would have thought Bingli Demon was the number one beauty.

"No wonder, so many monks looked at us along the way. In their eyes, we were considered the most handsome guy, right?"

Ning Qi smiled.

When Meng Tianshu heard this, a smile suddenly appeared in his eyes. The more relaxed Ning Qi seemed, the more confident he was. He gradually relaxed because he was about to see King Juan Luo.

Bingli Moye had a proud smile on his face and beautiful eyes. She originally wanted to go directly to the table in front. As her identity, there was no problem sitting at the same table as King Juanluo. However, when she saw Ning Qi and the other two, her expression changed slightly, and then she walked towards Ning Qi and the other two in surprise eyes.

"Come on here! Ice Demon is coming to us!"

The monks in the underworld who were at the same table with Ning Qi and the other three looked at each other with excitement, and then looked at the Bingli Demon with a fiery look.

At the same time, they were also feeling a little nervous. Why would Bingli Demon come to them? Did she fall in love with one of them?

Thinking of this, these monks in the underworld suddenly felt excited and stood up excitedly.

"Young Master is so familiar with him. We have seen him before?"

Bingli Moye looked at Ning Qi with a smile.

Seeing this, the monks sitting at the same table suddenly pulled down and stared at Ning Qi. The monks in the underworld nearby also showed a hint of jealousy. At this time, several geniuses of the Juanluo tribe happened to see this scene, looked at each other, and then walked towards Ning Qi and others with a gloomy face.

"Are you familiar with it? The girl has recognized the wrong person. This is my first time here."

Ning Qi smiled.

"Is that true?"

A look of suspicion flashed in Bingli Demon Ye's eyes. At this time, the geniuses of the Juanluo clan had already walked to Ning Qi and others.

"Miss Bingli, long time no see."

The Juanluo Clan genius who was walking first exuded the early stage of the Netherworld Realm. Among the thousands of cultivators in the underworld, his cultivation level was already considered to be the best. Most cultivators in the underworld only had the same cultivation level as Meng Tianshu, or were equivalent to the Creator of the Six and Seven Tribulations, and the Creator of the Seven and Eight Tribulations.

"Young Master Haiyang, I haven't seen you for a long time. Can King Juan Luo be in good health recently?"

Bingli Moye turned around and looked at the Juanluo genius, with a bright smile on his face.

Haiyang Juanluo nodded with a smile, "My father is still very strong." After saying that, his eyes fell on Ning Qi, and then looked at Meng Tianshu and the Third Prince Ming, and a hint of ashamed arose in his heart. Why are these three people so beautiful? Thinking of this, a sharp look flashed in Haiyang Juanluo's eyes, and he said with a smile: "Miss Bingli, are you acquaintances here? I don't know who they are, let me introduce them."

"It seems that I recognized the wrong person. Young Master Haiyang, let's go there and sit there."

Bingli Moye glanced at Ning Qi again, then smiled and said.

"Did you recognize the wrong person? It's okay?"

Haiyang Juanluo smiled slightly, glanced at Ning Qi and the other two with condescending eyes, and let out a cold snorted disdain in his heart. So what if the skin looks good, can you just sit in such a corner to attend his father's birthday?

Soon, Bingli Demon Ye arrived at the table on the side of Haiyang Jueluo.

The monks of the underworld who were sitting next to Ning Qi and whispered, and looked at Ning Qi from time to time. About an hour later, several groups of powerful monks of the underworld arrived, and their seats were also very high. As for the seats in the corner, they were basically full. After the seats in front were full, the gates here slowly closed.

Dong! Dong!

The earth began to shake slightly, and everyone turned their eyes to the same place. Soon, a huge figure appeared in front of everyone surrounded by a large group of maids. This was a monk from the underworld who was two feet tall and two feet wide. The fat on his face was layered. Every step he took, the earth would shake. The blood in his body was so thick that he could almost compete with the average mid-stage monk of human devils. This shows that this person must have practiced some special body refining technique!

Meng Tianshu saw this figure and a sharp light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Is it him?"

Ning Qi smiled.

"It's him, King Juanluo!"

Meng Tianshu gritted his teeth and showed hatred in his eyes. Thinking that the huge Dao Empire was destroyed by King Juan Luo alone, all the people who had anything to do with him died at the hands of King Juan Luo, Meng Tianshu wanted to take action to kill King Juan Luo himself. Unfortunately, his cultivation level was far from that of King Juan Luo.

King Juanluo sat down on his own huge throne, his eyes as big as mung beans flashing with a cold look, and he glanced at everyone present.

Seeing this, everyone quickly stood up to congratulate.

"Father, this is a gift from my child, I hope you like it."

Haiyang Juanluo and others stood up one after another, took out their gifts, and each one was displayed in front of everyone, which made many monks in the underworld take a breath. If any of these fall into their hands, it would be enough to change their destiny!

Then there was the grandson of Juanluo, who offered tribute to each other for the generation, and then the main or representatives of the forces that depended on Juanluo, who were most of them in a marriage relationship with Juanluo.

After receiving these gifts, King Juanluo's face gradually became much better, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you for your birthday today. I think what happened to me in the Juanluo clan a few years ago, and you have heard of it. Today I will put aside a sentence here. No matter who it is, if you want to deal with me in secret, he will have to die in the end. I, King Juanluo, fought for my life and made great achievements for the Juanluo clan, and then I have the status and status today. These are all exchanged for my blood. No one can use some small moves to replace me. Do you understand?"

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other, then responded in unison with strange expressions, and a smile suddenly appeared on King Juanluo's face.
Chapter completed!