When Jun Tingyan saw this scene, he immediately flipped his wrist, and the island that was originally submerged by the sea appeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The white dragon seemed to understand the meaning of the royal banquet, and placed the silver-white dragon on the island, and then flew up.

The white dragon and the black dragon were entangled together, the two dragons were hidden in the thunderclouds, and Jun Tingyan, who was outside the thunderclouds, could only stare at that place with a frown.

He controls the purple thunder and lightning, controls the sea, and has no more ability to help the white dragon.

The two dragon moans in the thunderclouds came and went, and the sky was shrouded in thunderclouds, and two dragons, one black and one white, hovered above, stirring the wind, rain, thunder and lightning in this square inch of land.

Jun Tingyan must use more strength to stabilize the situation in case the silver-white dragon on the island is washed away by the sea.

A wail suddenly sounded in the thundercloud, and the white dragon was seriously injured, and fell from the thundercloud dripping with blood.

Jun Tingyan was shocked, flipped his wrist, and set off a stormy wave, swept the white dragon into the waves, and sent it to the island, next to the silver-white dragon.

The god-king incarnated as a human and stood before the royal court.

"Eight hundred years ago, the ancestor of the Jun family took away that territory from Lone, Lone does not deny that he is a smart man, nor does he deny that his strength is above mine, but you are different."

The God King's eyes were full of contempt, and the eyes that looked at the monarch's banquet were like looking at an ant.

"Although you are an esoteric cultivator, you are not a martial cultivator, what is the use of Dan cultivation? It's nothing more than a powerful alchemist, in terms of force, you are not Lone's opponent, Lone persuades you to surrender to Lone, Lone will not want your life for Shen Sitang's sake, from now on, you are the horse of the demon clan, you can still enjoy the glory and wealth, and the granddaughter of Lone's daughter Qin Se and Ming."

Jun Tingyan sneered: "When it is the turn of the God King to make the decision about the matter between me and Shen Sitang, if I want to marry her, I will ask for her father's consent and not bother the God King."

"You—" the God-King exclaimed, "Don't be ignorant."

Jun Tingyan didn't pick up, he looked at the bloody white dragon on the island, frowned and swept to the God King: "Eight hundred years ago, my ancestors killed you, and today, eight hundred years later, I can also kill you a second time, God King, let you see the true power of tantric cultivation."

As soon as he finished speaking, everything around him suddenly became calm, the sea was no longer rippling, the remaining trees no longer swayed, and the thunderclouds completely dissipated, as if everything before was an illusion.

This scene is too weird, how can there be no turmoil on the sea level, the thunderclouds are condensed by the god king, and how can they dissipate for no reason.

The God King frowned, two white eyebrows longer than his hair shook, he did not hesitate to transform into a dragon, but in the next second, something seemed to condense in his body.

The God-King roared, and his body was suddenly entangled in purple lightning, and the iconic purple seemed to pour out of the God-King's body, leaving the God-King with nowhere to escape.

Since they landed on the demon island, the God King has only been truly injured at this moment.

Jun Tingyan took advantage of the fact that the God King was attacked by purple thunder and lightning, and flew down beside the white dragon, his throat was surging with fishy sweetness, and he swallowed it fiercely with the pain, and then raised his hand to caress the white dragon's eyebrows.

"Don't be afraid."

Jun Tingyan's voice fell, the breath on his body soared, and a drop of blood condensed on his fingertips, and when this drop of blood was condensed, his face became extremely pale, as if he would be unconscious at any time. ….

The white dragon made a faint sound, and a tear slipped from the corner of the dragon's eye.

The dragon's tears condensed into fingernail-sized droplets that flowed into the sea-infested soil and slowly spread to the chains that trapped the silver dragon.

When the chain came into contact with the dragon's tears, it began to melt incredibly inch by inch.

Seeing this, Jun Tingyan said with a pale face and surprise, "I see, your tears! Your tears are the key!"

Hearing this, the dragon looked behind her, and seeing that the chains were still melting, she moved to the silver-white dragon with all her strength, and rubbed her face affectionately.

The white dragon's tears slipped down again and landed on the silver dragon's face, and the other party seemed to react and raised his heavy eyelids.

When the silver dragon saw the white dragon, she let out a dragon groan that was almost mournful, and the white dragon roared in return.

Jun Tingyan couldn't understand what they were saying, but he knew that they recognized each other.

At this moment, the voice of the God King rang out over them.

"You found the key, but so what, none of you want to leave!"

Jun Tingyan turned his head to look, only to see that the God King didn't know when he transformed into a human form again, and at this time he was wrapped with purple thunder and lightning, which showed that he did not break free from the shackles of purple thunder and lightning, but he was as strong as him, and he could endure the pain brought to him by thunder and lightning.

Jun Tingyan frowned, and quickly injected the blood condensed from his fingertips into the white dragon's body, and the miraculous thing was that when his blood touched the white dragon's body, the blood quickly disappeared on the white dragon's body, and then the wound on the white dragon's huge body recovered at a speed that was also visible to the naked eye.

The god-king saw everything in his eyes, and his eyes were full of sarcasm: "You healed her with your essence blood, are you prepared to die?"

Jun Tingyan said in a calm tone, "Didn't the God King question Dan Xiu's ability? I will let the God King see that the greatest use of Dan Xiu on the battlefield is that it can allow everyone to fight endlessly, and my essence and blood are the best medicine in this world."

Jun Tingyan is not the first time to condense essence blood for Shen Sitang, he is very clear about the price of condensing essence and blood, once he lay on the bed for several days in order to refine a healing plaster for Shen Sitang, but that time he refined enough plaster for her to use for more than half a year, and today a drop of essence blood is all used by her, needless to say.

He only needs to hold on for a moment, and his Shen Qianning will soon be back to his peak and compete with the God King again!

Jun Tingyan was thinking about how to delay time, but the God King didn't give him this opportunity.

The God King disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he had already grabbed Jun Tingyan's neck and pressed him into the sea, and the cold sea instantly eroded him, and the God King's face was distorted, roaring in the sea.

"You shouldn't challenge Lone, Lone is the God King, the real king who rules this continent, the old boy of the Jun family took away the country from Lone's hands, and now that eight hundred years have passed, the Jun family should also pay back everything that belongs to Lone!"

The God King stared at him angrily, the unwillingness and resentment in his eyes that he had never revealed.

As a god king, as the leader of the demon dragon clan, he lost to a human kid eight hundred years ago, this is his shame, eight hundred years, a full eight hundred years, he is thinking about how to regain all this all the time!

No one will try to stop him, and those who stand in his way will die!.

Knowing the return of the goose