The Great Emperor got his wish and saw a pair of royal horns on his youngest son's head, which had not grown originally, grow out under the infusion of the Demon Power of the Eight Scales, and he was ecstatic, and his old face blossomed with joy.

"My son, this is what it is, this is what it is. He couldn't help but praise again and again, and the golden cloak behind him seemed to be psychic, flying up proudly, and the eight-scale totem on it writhed in the wind like a living thing.

"Father. ”

"Son. ”

Father and son looked at each other, and there was only happiness in their eyes.

But in the next moment, the emperor's joy seemed to be suddenly frozen, and his expression suddenly became numb.

The eyes of the Great Emperor.

The Eighth Emperor, who had just grown a pair of short horns, began to uncontrollably turn into a spirit beast, his body became stronger and stronger, his bulging muscles were like a hill, and the pair of double horns on his head were getting longer and longer, sharp as a steel fork, and his eyes were red like a beast, like an angry stag.

"Whew!"

The Eighth Prince raised his head to the sky and roared angrily, and his voice was like a beast but not a human.

The spirit beast continued, and patches of gray-black scales grew on his exposed skin, and gray demon patterns flashed on each scale, terrifying.

Sting!

The clothes on the back were torn, and a scaly-like dorsal fin grew, and there was an extra scaly tail behind him.

The Eighth Emperor shook the tail of the long scales behind him, a large area of gray-black demonic qi flew up, and his eyes were bloodshot, staring at the Great Emperor in front of him.

"Who am I, where am I, and who are you?"

"Son, I am your father, you are my only prince with two horns, you are the future of the Great Palace of the East China Sea, and the future master of the Scaly Jiao Clan. The Great Emperor explained gently and patiently, wanting to awaken the original consciousness of the Eighth Prince.

"You're a liar, you're not like me, I have scales all over my body, and you don't. We're not of the same kind, I'm going to eat you. The Eighth Emperor roared, completely unable to listen to the Great Emperor, and completely unable to recognize the person in front of him as his father.

When the emperor heard this, tears immediately rushed out of his eyes.

As the master of the Great Palace of the East China Sea for hundreds of years, he has been through ups and downs, and he has never seen any battles.

Five hundred years ago, when the clone of the Eight Scales Jiao was beheaded, he didn't cry. Three hundred years ago, during the decisive battle with the Sharktooth in his heyday, he did not cry when he lost three of his brothers and two entire expeditionary fleets. Just a few years ago, after he had a serious illness, his health deteriorated, and he still didn't cry when he learned that he didn't have much to live.

Now, when the youngest son, who had given all his hope, received the luck of the Eight Scales, he had an accident. He no longer has the calmness and nobility that a great emperor should have.

He was a little panicked, at a loss, and tears uncontrollably washed his rough cheeks.

"Son, take a good look, I'm your father. The Emperor said in an almost pleading tone.

At this moment, he is just an ordinary father, a father who puts all his hopes on his son.

The Eighth Emperor, who had lost his mind, could not listen to the Emperor's bitter pleas at all. At this moment, he is tall and as strong as a fierce beast. The emperor, who was originally tall, was as unbearable as a child in front of him.

Sou!

The Eighth Emperor stepped out in one step, his huge body was extremely flexible, and he came to the Great Emperor at once.

He quickly stretched out an arm covered with gray-black scales, the nails of his claws as sharp as a fork, and grabbed the Great Emperor's neck at once, and then lifted it upward. The Great Emperor hung there like a chick caught by an eagle.

Suffocate!

The Great Emperor's face was suffocated purple, and the sharp nails of the scaly Eighth Emperor pierced his neck, and blood flowed out, staining his golden python robe red.

Pain!

The Great Emperor's heart was stabbed fiercely and mercilessly.

The pain in his neck was nothing, he felt sorry for his son. Although he is now in the last years of his life, with his cultivation at the second level of the Daoming Realm, he still has enough resistance ability to instantly severely damage the Eight Emperors of the Scales Jiao, or even kill them.

Despair!

The youngest son, who had been all his hope, had now become a beast without reason, and he was desperate. He was desperate for his fate, for the fate of the Scaly Jiao. He would rather die at the hands of his most beloved son than hurt or kill him with his own hands, and he would not like to see the result of the final collapse of the Scaly Jiao Clan without a successor.

He looked at his son with old eyes, tears blurred his vision, and he couldn't see the person in front of him clearly. In the blur, he seemed to see a few years ago, the baby son who was full of childishness, eating candy and sucking his fingers, and spoiled at him.

"Xiaobao, I'm your daddy. ”

He called the nickname of the Eighth Prince, but he could only do it in his heart, his neck was clasped by the claws of the Eighth Prince, and he couldn't make a sound.

After a long period of suffocation, the emperor lost the ability to resist, and his limbs hung down weakly like dry willow branches.

"Dangchang!"

A small object slipped from his cuff and slammed against the crystal ground with a crisp sound.

It was a round white jade pendant, with no carving on the surface, smooth as a mirror, warm as water. It is tied with a red knot, the knot is in the shape of a cross, the style is ordinary, there is no royal treasure should be noble, but like the things of ordinary people's homes, ordinary but warm.

It just so happened that this round jade pendant rolled down to the toes of the Eighth Prince, and at this time, the feet of the Eighth Emperor had turned into spirit beasts like eagle claws.

The Eighth Emperor of the Spirit Beast was attracted by this subtle movement, and he glanced down.

The warm white of the jade pendant and the ordinary red of the knot came into his eyes.

His eyes, which were originally full of blood, were like being put into an antidote, and most of the scarlet faded in an instant.

He muttered, "Jade Pei, Xiaobao, Father, Gift." ”

......

When the Eighth Emperor was only five years old, he was taught by his mother to weave a knot and tie it to a piece of white jade pendant as a birthday gift for the emperor's birthday.

"Mother, will Father like this gift from Xiaobao?" asked Xiao Tong with a look of hope as he held his stringed jade pendant in both hands, blinked a pair of innocent eyes.

"Of course, your father loves Xiaobao the most, and I believe that in the near future, your father will take you back to the Grand Palace again. The concubine, dressed in gorgeous clothes, said kindly.

"Then ask the mother concubine to give this gift to my father, I wish my father eternal life and always be good to Xiaobao. The boy said happily.

The next day, the gift was delivered to the Great Emperor.

"This is the best birthday gift I have ever received, telling Xiaobao that I, as a father, will always be good to him until I die. The Great Emperor said casually with a happy face.

"This festive day for a big birthday, it's up to you to talk nonsense. The imperial concubine said with an embarrassed expression.

"Hahaha. ”

The Great Emperor disagreed and laughed heartily. After careful scrutiny, put the jade pendant close to you. muttered in his heart: "Xiaobao, my son, as long as you are good, you will successfully inherit the throne of the East China Sea Grand Palace, and your father will be relieved even if he dies." ”

......

Just when the Eighth Emperor's consciousness had regained his clarity a little, his hand holding the Great Emperor's neck loosened slightly.

I gasped.

It was as if the Great Emperor had just had a nightmare, like a nightmare of falling into an endless abyss.

"What are you doing? You are still the emperor of the Great Palace, the patriarch of the Scaly Jiao tribe, and the father of Xiaobao. How can you give up so easily? The great emperor who had the strength kept asking himself in his heart.

"It's fate, I said it when Lord Yaqi left. It takes enough life to withstand the luck of the Eight Miscellaneous Lords. He whispered.

Immediately, he raised his hands to cover the sharp claws that were still clutching his neck, and with a force of his hands, he said, "Xiaobao, my father is sorry for you." ”

A powerful True Yuan power gathered on his hands, it was a powerful force that only Daoming Realm cultivation had, and it was enough to open a mountain.

"Click. ”

The spirit beast is turned into a beast, and the fingers of the eighth prince are broken alive.

The Great Emperor instantly broke free from the confinement of the Eighth Prince.

The Eighth Prince was enraged by the sharp pain coming from his fingers. His eyes, which had just been a little clear, suddenly turned blood-red again.

"Whew!"

The beast roared vengefully, a pair of sharp claws waving, and slammed at the Great Emperor.

Snort.

The claws rubbed against the air, leaving claw marks in their wake.

The Great Emperor retreated sharply.

As he flew upside down, he pinched the wheel-like spell with both hands.

Above his fingertips, blood lines flew around, which was the power of his essence blood, and blessed the essence and blood power of the life element.

"Isn't life enough, give you mine. The Great Emperor said loudly, with only courage in his eyes, without the slightest hesitation.

I saw that the blood lines on his hands actually conjured up a blood scale Jiao the size of a foot, and the blood scale Jiao had eight heads, which was lifelike.

"Turn!"

The Great Emperor let out a clear sigh and performed the technique of blood soul transformation.

The eight-headed blood-scaled Jiao, which was about the size of a foot, instantly turned into countless blood lines and pounced on the body of the Eighth Emperor who rushed over.

The distance was too close, and the eighth prince of the spirit beast subconsciously stretched out his arms to protect his face.

Those blood lines fell on his body, sneering, steaming, and then directly submerged under the skin of the eighth prince.

A warmth soaked into the body of the Eighth Prince, like a spring breeze and nectar.

After a while, the body of the Eighth Emperor's spirit beast began to shrink, gradually returning to the appearance of a teenager.

At this time, the aura of the Eighth Prince's whole person was even stronger than before, and his strength increased greatly.

"Father, what is this?" the eighth prince saw the opposite side holding the ground with one hand, and the exhausted emperor asked, and hurriedly stepped forward to help.

"It's nothing, Xiaobao, just hello, Daddy, I can do anything. ”

The Great Emperor at this moment is just a father.

"Father. ”

"Son. ”

Father and son hugging.

......

Seal the entrance to the Abyss.

A golden figure flickered, and the golden-robed prince was the first to run out.

Subsequently, the second prince in the red robe, the third prince in the purple robe, and the five princes in the green robe and the six princes in the blue robe also ran out of the hole of the sealed abyss one after another.

By this time, the five had recovered a lot from their previous state of extreme exhaustion.

"Big brother, look at the other side, it's Boluo's expeditionary fleet, and Boro is on the ship. Why didn't he follow the plan agreed with us before, and copied it from behind?" said the purple-robed third prince, pointing to General Boluo on the ship on the sea.

The golden-robed prince raised his eyes and looked carefully, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat in an instant.

"This, this?" the golden-robed prince, who usually exited the chapter, was dumbfounded.

His frightened eyes saw it.

The muzzles of the guns on the opposite expeditionary fleet were facing this place, and Boro, who was the leader, was making a gesture of preparing to open fire.

Several other princes also realized the danger of the situation in an instant.

"His grandmother's, is this old man Boluo going to rebel?" said the second prince in red robes angrily. The red demonic energy around him rolled and glared angrily.

"What's going on?" the Fifth and Sixth Princes said in unison, and the two of them came closer.

"Could it be that Boluo is going to deal with us?" said the purple-robed third prince with a stern expression.