Chapter Eighty-Seven: Ao Bing's Spring

Ao Guang's face suddenly became heavy when he heard the words "Heavenly Demon Emperor".

What these three words represent, Jade Emperor Zhang Zichen may not know at present, but Ao Guang is clear.

More than a thousand years ago, the Heavenly Demon Emperor was still a little demon king who started between the micro and the end, and with his strength and luck, he successfully broke through from the many encirclements and suppressions of the heavenly soldiers and generals, and finally laid a foundation of his own.

Hundreds of years ago, the Heavenly Soldiers began to turn from attack to defense, and it was easy not to come out, and the Heavenly Demon Emperor took this opportunity to conquer many big demon kings, contained countless scattered little monsters, and established the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan, and proclaimed himself the Heavenly Demon Emperor!

Ao Guang only knew this about the Heavenly Demon Emperor, but this did not prevent him from attaching importance to this demon king he had never met.

The demon clan has been in a state of division from ancient times to the present, and the major demon kings are like the kings of the mountain, and they are not satisfied with each other, which is better than the intrigue of the heavenly court to fight for the emperor.

And this Heavenly Demon Emperor dared to risk the greatness of the world to establish the Demon Heavenly Court, and conquered many famous Great Demon Kings, although his tentacles have not yet been placed in the East, but he has faintly become bigger and stronger, and has the basis to argue with the Heavenly Court.

At least Ao Guang knew that he could no longer subdue the Heavenly Demon Emperor with his own East China Sea.

This is not to be underestimated!

This is what Ao Guang thinks in his heart.

Now that Zhao can't help but analyze this, Ao Guang also understands that it is beneficial and harmless to accept these monsters, since the name of the Jade Emperor's pro-army can make them desperately loyal to Heavenly Court, what else can he say?

So the dragon king stood back to his original position without a trace, as if he had never moved.

Zhang Zichen really didn't notice Ao Guang's small movements, as soon as his attention shifted from the group of demons that were gradually subsiding, he saw Ao Bing and Zhao Dezhu who were panting.

Zhao Dezhu looks like he has been repaired enough, his hair is messy, his clothes are untidy, judging from the way he walks and straddles his legs, every step is unnaturally like an electric shock, and the pants inside this guy seem to have been ripped off by Ao Bing.

Ao Bing was no better, Xiaobai's face was flushed, as if he had finished some strenuous exercise, if Zhang Zichen was not familiar with the sexual orientation of the two, he would have suspected something.

In fact, Ao Bing's blush was indeed tired, at the beginning he could still mobilize his mana to resist the water, but later the mana was almost exhausted, and he relied on swimming with both hands to catch up with Lao Zhao.

After a lot of revenge, he ran back exhausted.

"San'er, in fact, I also know for you?

The dragon tendon was a little disgusting by me, I just want to teach you a lesson, don't be so impulsive in the future, never forget the tragic situation after losing the dragon tendon, and have a good memory. ”

was still far away, and Zhang Zichen heard Lao Zhao's extremely shameless words of being cheap and obedient.

"Get out!"

Regarding Lao Zhao's shamelessness, Ao Bing just rolled his eyes and spat fiercely, he really didn't have the strength to fight with Lao Zhao again.

"San'er, come here."

Zhang Zichen held Ao Bing's dragon tendon in his hand and beckoned to him with a harmless face.

It's just that the dragon tendons in Zhang Zichen's hands are shining with golden light, and they are far from the black appearance they had before.

To be honest, the change of color is still very important, and when Ao Bing saw the golden dragon tendon for the first time, a sense of satisfaction after the grievance was exhausted spontaneously arose.

Pull the dragon tendon and don't let go.

Zhang Zichen gave the dragon king Ao Guang a color, Ao Guang understood, pulled up his son from the ground, took the dragon tendon, and then pinched it with both hands, and shouted: "Return to the position!" ”

Immediately after, the dragon tendon seemed to have life, winding and winding, turning into a golden light and submerging from Ao Bing's heavenly spirit cover.

Ao Bing only felt that his body was happy and sour, and he couldn't help but let out a long howl, which came out of his mouth, but turned into a loud dragon groan, which ran through the nine heavens.

With the help of Ao Guang, Zhang Zichen used all his strength to mobilize a wisp of thought, and then guided the fragments in the dantian to separate a touch of brilliance, and followed his fingertips to Ao Bing's forehead.

As soon as that light Huafu hit Ao Bing's forehead, it evaporated in an instant like a spot of water under the sun, and in fact, it all entered Ao Bing's heavenly spirit cover.

Ao Guang operated a strong mana on the side, pulling the brilliance full of vitality, and traveled all over his body along Ao Bing's meridians, and it didn't take long to reach the place where the dragon tendon and the keel met.

Ao Guang violently urged the mana, and the brilliance suddenly flourished, only a loud dragon groan was heard, and a golden light suddenly rose from Ao Bing's body.

The little white-faced Ao Bing turned into the body in this piece of golden light, and a white dragon rose to the sky, piercing the clouds and spitting fog over the blue wave pool, so majestic!

"I'm back!"

Ao Bing excitedly transmitted in the air, his dragon tendons had been completely repaired under the brilliance of the fragments, and he had finally become a real celestial dragon again!

Ao Guang, as Ao Bing's father, couldn't help but be a little moist, and made another gesture towards Zhang Zichen.

This is not the etiquette of the Dragon Dynasty to worship the Jade Emperor, but a father's heartfelt thanks.

Zhang Zichen smiled and accepted the Dragon King's gift, obviously understanding Ao Guang's thoughts.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, he hadn't started cultivating yet, just now under the guidance of the Dragon King, he had mobilized a wisp of his mind, and he had exhausted his mind, Rao was like this, after seeing the joyful smile on Ao Bing's face, he was also very happy.

After a lot of gains and losses, this guy has completed a metamorphosis and has grown up completely.

"Ao Bing!"

Seeing Ao Bing spreading joy in the sky, Zhang Zichen couldn't help but sink his voice and drank suddenly.

Ao Bing immediately retracted his body, turned into a handsome son, and stood respectfully in front of Zhang Zichen.

"What does Your Majesty command?"

He didn't joke with Zhang Zichen like before, because he knew that Zhang Zichen was talking to him about business as the Jade Emperor at the moment, otherwise the other party should call him Xiao San'er.

"Just now, I have compiled them into the Jade Emperor's personal army, Long Xiangwei, and I have decided, and you will be the commander and general of this army. Do you have any objections? ”

Ao Bing was also slightly in a daze, he didn't expect Zhang Zichen to easily hand over this beauty to him.

It wasn't until Daddy Ao Guang kicked him in the back that Ao Bing recovered from his sluggishness.

"The minister has no objection, thank you for your trust!"

Ao Bing was overjoyed as if he had seen a gold ingot, and his snow-white front teeth were swaying.

"Don't be happy too early, you kid, give you some time, train this army for me in Bibotan, if it doesn't work at that time, you kid will give me the fuck off and let Xian, do you understand?"

Looking at Ao Binger's stunned smirk, Zhang Zichen glanced at him and thumped him on the chest.