The True Dragon Realm, the so-called Holy Land of the Four Clans, is a huge hill in the shape of a sleeping dragon that stretches for eight hundred miles.

Wollongong is right next to the sea.

It's not so much a sea, but in fact, according to the scale of the True Dragon Realm, it's more like a lake.

Although the area of this lake is equivalent to a small star.

You must know that back then, the area of the Four Seas of the True Dragon Realm, the East Sea, the South China Sea, the North Sea, and the West Sea, each sea was equivalent to several medium-level immortal cultivation stars.

However, this lake is the last habitat of these true dragons.

In the col of Wollongong.

There is a huge and vast bluestone square, and a quaint palace building is built continuously, which is extremely magnificent.

There are four tall statues of old men with fairy wind bones standing on the bluestone square, but if you look closely, although these four old men are all human figures, they all have dragon whiskers.

It is the statue of Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, Ao Yan, the Dragon King of the West Sea, Ao Qin, the Dragon King of the South China Sea, and Ao Shun, the Dragon King of the North Sea.

The statues of these four dragon kings are lifelike, as if they can come to life in the next second.

Underneath the four dragon king statues, there are thousands of people standing.

These thousands of people are all true dragons, but they are faintly divided into four parts.

They are dressed in cyan, red, black, and white.

"This time, our royal family from all over the world got together to discuss the matter of the Holy Son. ”

At this time, among the crowd in cyan clothes, a white-haired old man coughed lightly and said loudly.

His voice fell, and there was almost silence below, and the atmosphere was very strange.

"Why, no one is talking, aren't you having a lively discussion in private?"

The white-haired old man in a green robe frowned.

"If you don't say it, I say!"

"Patriarch Ao Hou, many of us refuse to recognize that kid as the Holy Son!"

At this time, a burly man in black came out from the camp of the Xihai Royal Clan on the side and said in a rough voice.

"Although the Dragon Emperor bloodline was detected more than three years ago. ”

"However, don't forget, it is ridiculous that a suspected phoenix bloodline has also been detected at the same time. ”

As soon as his words fell, it immediately caused everyone in the Royal Family of the Four Seas to discuss.

"Yes, our True Dragon Clan has a noble bloodline. ”

"How can it be mixed with the blood of the phoenix. ”

A lot of people whispered.

"It's only suspected that the phoenix bloodline, but his dragon emperor bloodline can't be faked. A royal whispered.

"Having said that, the Dragon Emperor has not appeared for more than ten thousand years, and our four old Dragon Kings have also passed away. ”

"I don't know if I'm 100% sure if that little dragon is a descendant of the Dragon Queen. The other royal family hesitated and said.

The man in black was also very proud when he saw everyone's reaction.

"The position of the Holy Son has been our Senior Brother Ao Feng for thousands of years. ”

"Why can an outsider of unknown origin ......?"

The man in black triumphantly said more.

"Ao Zi, have you said enough, retreat!" the patriarch of the Xihai Royal Clan on the side frowned and scolded.

The man in black didn't dare to refute and retreated.

But his words caused another commotion.

Everyone looked into the distance, in the camp of the Beihai royal family, a handsome white-robed young man who was calm and relaxed, looking at the sky with his hands behind his back.

"Yes, Ao Feng is a brilliant genius. ”

"Although there is no Dragon Emperor bloodline, it is not to mention the lineage of our Beihai royal family, and it also has a trace of the bloodline of the ancient Yinglong. ”

"Although it is thin, I don't think it is worse than the Dragon Emperor's bloodline. ”

"Senior Brother Ao Feng, it's already the late stage of the Eighth Order. ”

"And the Holy Son is only in the early stage of the eighth order, and the cultivation of Senior Brother Ao Feng has a great advantage. ”

The sound of everyone's discussion reached the ears of the white-robed young man, and he seemed to be deaf to it, wandering away, and still looking up to the sky.

But the patriarch of the Beihai royal family, the white-robed old man, had a happy look on his face.

"Okay, let's be quiet. The patriarch of the East China Sea Royal Clan frowned and said.

The chatter calmed down for the time being.

"The Son was unanimously decided by us more than three years ago. ”

"Now you're suddenly talking about it, I'm afraid there is another reason. ”

The patriarch of the South China Sea Royal Clan, who was wearing a red robe on the side, was like fire, and said with a cold snort.

As soon as his words fell, many people's faces suddenly showed embarrassment.

"Isn't it because the Soul Clan forced us to hand over the Holy Son and his friends. ”

"You have a little plan in your heart. ”

"I don't want to go to war completely for this alien dragon clan and soul clan, even if he has the blood of the Dragon Emperor. ”

The South China Sea Royal Clan said with a sneer.

His words were tantamount to tearing apart everyone's naked disguises, and they couldn't sit still for a moment.

"Ao Yan, what do you mean by that. ”

"Our dragon clan is arrogant, is it the kind of inferior race that betrays our own people?" The patriarch of the Xihai Royal Clan, who was dressed in black on the side, snorted coldly.

"It's just that this Son has brought with him a large crowd of outsiders. ”

"We've let them live in the True Dragon Realm for more than three years, which is already the most benevolent and righteous. ”

"Do you want to start an all-out war with the Soul Clan for these outsiders?" shouted the patriarch of the Xihai Royal Clan.

"Ao Yan, our dragon clan has no people who are greedy for life and afraid of death. ”

"But we can't take the lives of our true dragon clan for the sake of some foreign foreigners!"

The patriarch of the Beihai royal clan on the side said righteously.

His words immediately struck a chord with most people.

Seeing this, the patriarch of the Southern Wilderness Royal Clan snorted and stopped talking.

"Yes, Holy Son, after all, we are from the Dragon Clan, and we will not hand it over to the Soul Clan. ”

"However, those Terrans he brought, as well as the Feather Clan, we won't take them in anymore, which is against the ancestral teachings. ”

The crowd was talking louder and louder.

The patriarch of the East China Sea Royal Clan showed hesitation, he was biased towards the Holy Son, but he was also quite embarrassed by the current situation.

"Well, then, let us purge the Son and ask His opinion. The patriarch of the East China Sea Royal Clan said helplessly.

He turned and was about to enter a palace behind the square.

"Patriarch Ao Hou, no need, we're here. ”

With a clear voice sounded.

Xiaobai, who was dressed in a silver robe and had grown into a young man with a long body, stepped out of the palace behind.

A group of mermaids came out in the back, and it was Xue Ying, Ye Lianxin, Chiyo Miko, An Ruolan, Fang Yuqin, Ning Zixuan, Su Yirou, Yuan Hai, Amu and many others.

They were huddled behind Xiao Bai, their faces indifferent.

"Holy Son, this is the case now. ”

Although the patriarch of the East China Sea Royal Clan is much higher in cultivation than Xiaobai, his words are still more respectful.

"Two months ago, the Soul Clan gave us an ultimatum......"

Ao Hou paused for a moment to sort out the wording.

"Holy Son, according to the ancestral teachings, our True Dragon Realm cannot take in foreign races. ”

"Your friends have been sheltered with us for more than three years, and they have done their duty. ”

"Now we're going to ask your friends to leave. ”

The Xihai Royal Clan on the side, and the patriarch of the Beihai Royal Clan both stood up and said, their words were not polite.

"I already know the situation, but let me hand over my friends, it is impossible. Xiaobai shook his head and said firmly.

This...... The air froze.

"Holy Son, are you willing to drag down your own people for the sake of a group of foreigners?"

The Xihai Patriarch sneered.

"No matter what foreign race, my own race, I only know that once our dragon clan has identified a friend, we will never abandon our friend. Xiaobai's face was firm.

There was a hint of embarrassment on everyone's faces.

"Holy Son, they are your friends, not ours. ”

"It doesn't matter if you agree or not, we're going to ask them to leave. ”

The Beihai Patriarch said coldly.

"Then I'll advance and retreat with them, and leave the True Dragon Realm too. Xiaobai said word by word.

"This is what you said, if you leave the True Dragon Realm, the title of Holy Son will be automatically lost. ”

The Xihai Patriarch and the Beihai Patriarch on the side immediately said that they couldn't hide their joy.

Many people present also breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Bai looked around, saw everyone's expressions, and showed a trace of sadness on his face.

Although he was in the True Dragon Realm, his hometown, he didn't feel any warmth, just like a stranger.

"Holy Son, you must not be impulsive. ”

"Think again!"

The Nanhai Patriarch jumped up and rubbed his hands together.

The patriarch of the East China Sea also looked worried, if the Holy Son and they are out of the True Dragon Realm.

Outside is the world of soul clans and extraterritorial alien races, even if they fall into the mouth of the tiger, they will also bear infamy.

"Needless to say, I've thought it through. ”

"I live and die with my friends. Xiao Bai and the people behind him glanced at each other, and they all saw the determination on each other's faces.

To go out is to say the last bloody battle!

It's just that I'll never see that person again?

At a time when the minds of the people are different.

A languid voice floated from the distant sky.

"Tsk, guys from the True Dragon Realm, when did you become so greedy and afraid of death?"

(End of chapter)