Qing Zhu and Qing Ruo arrived outside the Demon King Palace.
"Sister, is this the Demon King Palace?"
Qing Ruo's fair face was a little shocked. She thought to herself that this Demon King Palace was too terrifying. It looked so majestic, and the spiritual energy was extremely dense here.
"Hmph!"
Qing Zhu sneered as a look of disdain flashed across his eyes.
"It's just a small faction in the Mystic Land. What's there to make a fuss about!"
"Sister, I think we should be more careful. If the Demon King Palace is very strong, then we…"
Before Qing Ruo could finish her sentence, Qing Zhu interrupted her.
"Ruo'er, we are from the Silver Blizzard Palace. We are the strongest geniuses in the world!" Qing Zhu said to Qing Ruo.
Immediately, Qing Zhu and Qing Ruo continued to move forward.
"Stop! What are you doing?"
Suddenly, a cold shout entered Qing Zhu and Qing Ruo's ears.