The Night Pearl was impacted by the demonic cyclone of the Amber Dragon King and the Thousand Riders, and it was stagnant in mid-air while constantly spinning, and the already glowing sphere was reflected by the sun and became even more dazzling, so that the viewers below could not open their eyes.

Qianqi did not pay attention to the Night Pearl, but kept an eye on his father's movements, and neither of the two water dragons in the stalemate dared to act rashly, because they were also facing the Night Pearl, and the first to act was likely to be attacked by the other side, and lost the last chance to obtain the Night Pearl.

They collided with each other with demonic cyclones, and the two cyclones continued to rub in the air to produce sparks, and fire and water skillfully fused together at the edge of the demonic cyclone, forming a strange scene of water and fire, and the night pearl happened to be the dividing point of their two demonic cyclones.

"Stupid dragon, attack quickly, none of you can win if you wait any longer!" Lingyu put his hands to his mouth and spread out, and shouted loudly to the thousand horses. He could see that if he continued like this, let alone take the Night Pearl, that bead would probably explode due to the collision of the demonic power cyclone of the father and son.

Qianqi's heart was actually more anxious than anyone else, but seeing his unfathomable father opposite, he had no choice but to resist his impulse and continue to wait for the opportunity quietly. Time passed by second, and the demonic power of him and his father was constantly consumed. Although the old dragon king was stronger than his son in terms of ability, he was old after all, and he began to feel dizzy when he looked at the night pearl that reflected a dazzling light.

And the same is true of his son Qianqi, who not only has to endure the tiredness of the continuous consumption of the demonic power cyclone, but at the same time, the process of suppressing the impulse itself is also a kind of torture for him who is young and vigorous. rush, you may be attacked by your father, who is experienced in combat, and thus lose the chance to win; Waiting in place, maybe when he exhausted his demonic power, his father still had the strength to obtain the Night Pearl.

"Stupid dragon, even if you have half the chance, you should rush forward, why are you becoming less and less like the original you!"

Lingyu's voice came again, and Qianqi woke up like a big dream. Unconsciously, he began to become indecisive again, and he couldn't help but ask himself, didn't he say a long time ago that he would make a break with the one who hesitated after thinking about it? Instead of exhausting the last strength in the same place, it is better to have a head-to-head confrontation with his father, even if he loses, it is only because of his own lack of strength.

"Thanks!" He said silently to Lingyu in his heart, and then rushed towards the Night Pearl by surprise.

The Amber Dragon King didn't expect his son to suddenly attack before him, and he paused for half a second before flying towards him. The moment the Thousand Riders tried to bite the Night Pearl, the Amber Dragon King stepped towards his dragon head with the dragon claws in front of him, thinking that this move would definitely succeed. Unexpectedly, his son shook away from his claws just subconsciously, but in this way, the Amber Dragon King could grab the night pearl on the spot, which was equivalent to a thousand horsemen completely withdrawing from the competition.

He thought that his son Qianqi was careless, but when he caught the night pearl, he realized that the person who lost the game was actually himself. At some point, Qianqi had already relied on feints to obtain the real Night Pearl, and not only that, but he also used the technique of water control to change a water balloon and place it in the position where the original Night Pearl was. He made the most of the fact that his vision was a little blurry with his father when the sun shone on the Night Pearl, and it was the water balloon that the Amber Dragon King finally caught. The moment his dragon claws made contact with the ball, the balloon shattered and turned into a rain of sun, scattering over the heads of the spectators below.

The inhabitants of the city who watched all jumped for joy and opened their arms to welcome the rain of the sun, and they danced and shouted in the rain, as if the contest between the father and son of the dragon king was just the beginning of the show, and the celebration had only officially begun.

"The young master has won! The young master won! The three eyes that had been pinching the sweat for Qianqi excitedly hugged the welcome Si Li, who was beside him, and jumped and shouted.

"Hmph, Lord Amber Dragon King must have some reservations, it must be!" The carp tried to push the three eyes away from him, and responded in a singing tone.

"Stupid dragon, good job!" Lingyu jumped up, flew towards the thousand horsemen who were still in the form of a water dragon, took the night pearl from the mouth of the water dragon, and held it high above the head of the country.

Finally won his father's thousand horses, excited, one head of the spirit feather on his back, and then led him to dance and churn in the air, and even rushed straight to the lake to set off huge waves.

He used the art of water control to transform the waves into the appearance of flying fairies, and controlled them to fly to the inhabitants of the city who were still enjoying the sun and rain on the shore, and let them dance in the air for the inhabitants, and then scatter more petal-shaped droplets of water on the heads of those people.

After this battle between father and son, the Amber Dragon King was really tired, and he was relieved to know that his son had mastered the true meaning of water control in a short period of time. He withdrew his demonic power cyclone, and slowly landed on the ground in the form of a change of cost, but when he landed, he almost fell, but fortunately he was held up from both sides by the carp and the three eyes who rushed over.

"Alas, Qianqi has grown up, it seems that I can't accept it anymore!" The Amber Dragon King let out a long sigh of relief, and then said to the carp and Sanmu beside him.

"Who said that?! You'll never get old, just now when you competed with the young master, how flexible your skills were! There was a hint of weeping in the same tone as he said this, and he turned his face to the side and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his free hands.

"The young master is really better than the blue, and the demon king fox boy has been fighting against Qingyun side by side in these days, the young master has really grown a lot!" Sanmu was also a little choked when he spoke, he grew up watching Qianqi, because he himself had no children, so Qianqi was not just a young master for him, although he was not related by blood, but he was similar to his family.

"Let the young men relax for a while, for the two of them are about to return to the royal city, where their companions await them. Sanmu, carp, you help me back to the Amber Dragon Palace to rest! The Amber Dragon King commanded, and he had to admit that his current son, Qianqi, could really stand alone.

Thousands of horsemen descended from the sky with spirit feathers, transformed back into their original appearance, and also blended into the crowd to sing, dance, and have fun with them...... It is rare for the men, women, and children of the mermaid clan to put down the work at hand, not to think about their identity, but to celebrate his growth with the young master.

"I didn't expect you to look stupid, you can master the art of water control so quickly, I underestimated you!" Ling Yu danced with the mermaid girl opposite, and did not forget to joke to Qianqi.

"Where is this, I haven't played half of my strength yet!" Qianqi said proudly.

"I just praised you for a few words and got carried away, when I meet Feng Lan again, don't drag me back!" At the mention of Feng Lan's name, although Ling Yu still had a charming smile on his face, there was a murderous aura hidden in his eyes.

The guy who treats the battle as a game, and the Yueqin who obviously occupies Xia Qiu's body and can still be so casual, originally when he listened to Changqin tell their story, Ling Yu still had a little pity for them in his heart, but when he thought that they had defected to Qingyun, his pity was completely canceled out.

Now, Qianqi has mastered the art of water control, and Ouyang Xiaoleng has also received the guidance of Changqin and Liuli, and has learned to soothe the soul and subdue the demon, but he has no ability to be proud of, although on the surface, he still looks carefree, but the pressure in his heart is by no means less than anyone else.

He understands that if he wants to be a partner who fights side by side with them, he must first be able to never become a burden to them in battle, only then can he stay by these people's side and have the qualifications to protect Xia Qiu. After losing the Elysium he once called home in the dungeons of Chi Rumir, his home may be with his current companions, right?

As a peacock demon, he is like a little bird, although he is alone, he is always looking for a big tree to settle on. Even if he is given only a branch that is not too thick to perch on, even if he is only given a shade that is not too broad to shelter him from the wind and rain...... He will give up his life to repay this friendship.

After the carnival, Qianqi went back to the house early to rest, and the competition with his father had consumed all his strength, so his head had just touched the pillow and snored. Lingyu, who lived next door to him, walked out of the room at this time, and he walked along the corridor to the platform at the bottom of the lake, where a figure was already waiting for him next to the rockery.

"Three-eyed!" Ling Yu stepped forward and said.

"Hehe, just call me Sanmu!" Sanmu said with a smile.

"Have you asked me about it?"

"Well, I inquired! The Demon of the Eagle Owl, who lives in seclusion in the Lonely Eagle Mountain west of the royal city, is the same as the Qin Demon Liuli, he relies on his own cultivation to control the demonic nature in his body, not only is his strength extraordinary, but the weapon he uses is extremely similar to your jade sleeve brocade. ”

"It seems that I should go to the Lonely Eagle Mountain to meet this eagle owl demon, if I can learn new moves from him, and when I meet the four gods again, I can make a difference."

"Just ......"

"Just what?"

"That man has a very strange temper, and after all, he has become a demon, so I can't guarantee that he won't harm you."

"It's okay, with my eight-sided exquisite character, I will definitely be able to coax him well, if it doesn't work, I'll run away!"

"But don't be stubborn! With this map in hand, the terrain of the Lonely Eagle Mountain is complex, and it is easy to get lost the first time you go, and the demon of the eagle owl lives at the top of that mountain. ”

"Thank you Sanmoi!" Lingyu took the map from Sanmu's hand and said gratefully.

"And when are you leaving?" Sanmu looked up at the weak young man in front of him, but under his beautiful and slender appearance lived a soul that refused to admit defeat.

"I want to leave tonight! Well...... I won't wake up Qianqi, he is already tired, when he wakes up, you can tell him for me, I will rush back to Wangcheng Yongchuan as soon as possible to meet them, if it is delayed for a long time, I will go directly to the second temple. Then I'll go back to my room and get ready, and then let's go! Ling Yu nodded to Sanmu and said, just about to turn around and leave.

But Sanmu said to him, "Wait, I'll ask the demon servants in the palace to prepare some dry food for you to eat on the road." ”

"Good!" Ling Yu's heart warmed, and he felt that the map that Sanmu had given him was heavy in his hand, far more than the weight of a piece of paper should have.