"Familiar, too familiar. The old dragon king was dressed in a golden robe, and he turned into a human form again, and his face was a little older than before, "Okay, very good, there was that Taoist priest Li Qingqiu before, and now there is you Chen Banyang, just like that." ”

The old dragon king's eyes were deep, and he looked at Chen Banyang who was standing steadily in mid-air in front of him, and after saying these two sentences, he continued to ask heavily and slowly: "You Terran have a lot of flowers and intestines, can you tell this king, where are you here, and it is different from the saints of the human race in the past." ”

"The Great Escape. The old man Chen Banyang's face did not change and he spoke softly. What a big escape, obviously the old man made it up himself.

Counting forward, except for the mysterious and unpredictable Li Qingqiu, who everyone in the world thinks he is in the saint realm, it is the first time that Chen Banyang has reached this realm today, so it is whatever name he Chen Banyang wants.

Fortunately, the words 'Great Escape' are also taken in the past, and they are not as casual and unreliable as he usually is.

......

More than 20 days have passed since the shocking battle over the Western Sea.

A dirt road paved with yellow mud, lined with dense mountains and forests, with horses' hooves clattering, trampling on the dirt road at will, looking a little weak, and those who are familiar with horses or have been on the battlefield for a long time can hear that there are two horses in this clattering sound.

The shadow was somewhat clear, but it was two ordinary yellow-maned horses, one of which sat a person.

There is a person on the left, dressed in a bright red robe, with a narrow knife across the waist, a black tortoiseshell scabbard, and the most peculiar thing is that in front of the hands of the man in the red robe, there is also a red calf lying on his stomach, and a little cyan horn in front of his forehead, which is a little strange.

Just looking at it like this, this person can be said to have a beautiful robe with a knife handle, but it's a pity that his face is as ordinary and ordinary as the yellow-maned horse under his crotch.

On the right side of the horse, there was not a man sitting, but a man lying down, his legs clenched on the horse's belly, lying on the horse's back, his eyes looking at the sky, and his white hair hanging down on the tail of the horse.

On his feet was a pair of straw sandals, and he was wearing an old linen-colored robe, which looked shabby, especially compared to the man on the left, but this face was much more handsome than that of the young man in the red robe.

Implies a sharp and heroic spirit, looking young.

"Hiccup—" Suddenly the white-haired old man burped a long wine hiccup, and the lazy sound of horses' hooves was silenced.

Touching the horse's belly with his right hand, he accurately grabbed a wine gourd, pulled it off and poured it into his mouth, revealing a happy look on his face after drinking.

"That, uncle, what happened that day, we have been away from Xitui for many days, and we can finally tell me. The young man in red looked at the old man with a slightly wry smile and asked.

"What's the matter, you kid just want to hear the story so much?" said the old man, turning his head with a smile, his eyes wandering.

"Yes!" the voice was urgent.

These two people are obviously His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who left the West Sea Dragon Palace, and Chen Banyang, the sword immortal who has just entered the Great Escape Realm.

Under the influence of the shocking battle over the West Sea and the rebellion of the entire Xizhui Realm on that day, the red-robed young man of the human race actually accepted the deeds of the dragon power inheritance in the dragon clan's dragon test oath and was silent and unknown to outsiders.

Only a few people and the dragon clan knew about such a thing, and those people naturally would not tell about it, and as for the dragon clan, it was even more shameful to think that this matter was even more shameful, so it was even more impossible to allow this matter to be spread.

And His Royal Highness the Crown Prince himself, almost dizzy, arrived here, he didn't know what was going on, and as for the inherited dragon power, he hadn't found anything abnormal in his body so far.

Ah, by the way, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince looked down at the Jade Emperor who was sleeping in front of him, this little guy has changed a lot, the corners of his mouth smiled, and he thought so in his heart.

As for why he still looks so small now, it is that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince thinks that the appearance of the big one before the Jade Emperor is too conspicuous and eye-catching.

After some exchange, the Jade Emperor understood what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince meant, and in His Royal Highness's surprised eyes, he shrank to the size he is now, and then fell asleep on the horse.

"If you want to listen to a story, just tell you anything. The old man continued, interrupting His Royal Highness the Prince's somewhat chaotic thoughts.

Then, from the old man's mouth, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince heard what had happened that day, since he entered the enchantment and accepted the Dragon Oath Enchantment.

I know the story of the one hundred and eight thousand swords in my belly with a roar in my mouth.

"And what about the end? What about the old dragon king of the West Sea Dragon Palace? Who won. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's eyes sparkled, and he looked at the old man on the side with a burning look, and asked impatiently.

Naturally, I hoped in my heart, and in the end, the old man won.

And according to the guess of His Royal Highness the Prince, the old man can still lie down on his horse and talk to himself now, and he must be the final victor.

However, after His Royal Highness the Crown Prince asked this question, there was a long silence, and the old man smiled at the corner of his mouth, still slumped on the yellow-maned horse, and did not speak for a long time.

Along the way, I could only listen to the sound of horses' hooves, still lazy, raising a piece of dust and sand, and the Jade Emperor slept peacefully.

Coo, the old man poured all the gourd wine into his mouth.

On that day, the bright and thick white sword light and the old dragon king who had turned into a golden robe confronted each other in mid-air, and this battle lasted for seven days and seven nights.

The soldiers in the coastal city in the distance, and the people inside and outside the city, paid close attention to this battle all the time, until they couldn't hold on anymore until they fell asleep.

All kinds of news spread in the coastal city, and when the battle was not over, there were spittle stars flying in the restaurant and tea shop with the storyteller, after all, there were still those who were timid, and they didn't dare to go out of the city to take a look.

The battle has progressed so far, in fact, the victory and defeat have been divided, and if the battle continues, it will not be a victory or defeat, but a division of life and death.

After the old dragon king finished asking that sentence, he turned into the sea again and walked away.

In the invisible deep sea, blood flowers exploded in the seawater, constantly flying out from all over the body of the old dragon king, and more Dao sword qi accompanied it, tearing apart the surrounding sea.

"It's barely the old dragon king who lost. The old man, who had been silent for a long time, finally said softly after swallowing the last sip of wine.

I waited for a long time to wait for this answer, but this answer is so vague, "How can it be considered a reluctance?"

"Among the winners and losers, it is naturally the old man who wins, but in addition to life and death, it is the old dragon king who is born. The old man said such a shocking thing to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

This means that if the fight continues that day, what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sees today may be the corpse of the old man.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince couldn't understand what kind of realm this should be, why he could win but couldn't live, so he could only sigh in his heart, manpower is sometimes poor, and he is worthy of being the Dragon King of the West Sea who has lived for an unknown number of years.

"Then how did I get out of the Crystal Palace, boy?" After thinking for a while, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince asked with curiosity.