"Dongze Daoyou, please stay ......"

"Rub. ”

The sound of Qingling's agitation suddenly resounded in the nine skies, and the rain and fog were all over the sky.

"What else do you have to say...... How dare you?"

Dongze Mountain God Gu Linzhi's face changed greatly, and he said coldly.

However, the voice has not yet fully spoken......

Lu Chunyang's expression was cold, his eyes showed a monstrous murderous intent, the fire dragon sword heart moved at will, out of the three-foot scabbard, and the energy of Gengjin mixed with the blazing firelight, swaying and slashing above the void.

"Poof. ”

A good head with an unbelievable color, swirling is about to fly out, and the blood of the golden gods composed of the divine power of incense fire is dripping and falling, and it is unspeakably tragic.

On the top of the head, before Gu Linzhi's Yin God wrapped in the talisman could escape, it was burned by the sudden outbreak of the Fire Origin, turning into pieces of ashes and falling.

The yellow light emitted by the seal of the mountain god clearly resisted only a moment, and it was attacked and killed by the sword light of this fire dragon, which was really vulnerable.

Dongze Mountain God Gu Linzhi has fallen!

"Lu Daoyou, you ......" The smile on Han Zhongli's face had not yet dissipated, but it turned into bitterness, and he said: "Why is this Daoyou, why is it here......"

Lan Caihe and Zhang Guo's two immortals were shocked and confused.

Such a mountain god comparable to the Tao of Heavenly Immortals was killed on the spot like this?

"It's a matter of the battle for the road, how can you do it without killing a few people?"

Lu Chunyang's expression was as grim as a mountain, and he was dressed in a white robe and hunted in the wind, and his words were as cold as a knife, as if a gust of cold wind blew through the ears of several immortals, making him and the others look solemn and worried.

Chunyang Zhenren's words are not bad at all, and the battle of the path is not a dinner party, how can a few people not die?

Those who have always achieved great things in ancient and modern times have no bloodless ......

Refresh at one o'clock and accompany everyone to cultivate immortals.

Ao Xi turned into a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old, pulled Lu Bei with a smile, separated the waterway, and headed towards the Dragon Palace.

At this time, a team of gun-wielding sailors led by General Catfish heard the sound, and they were about to drink when they saw Ao Xi, and the cold armor leaves on their bodies collided, and they were half-kneeling on the ground.

Qi Qi clasped his fists and said, "I'll see the little princess." ”

"Flatten. ”

Ao Xi stretched his little face, raised his soft little hand, waved it a few times casually, and then pulled Lu Bei's hand and ran towards the Dragon Palace.

Lu Bei shook his head and smiled, and didn't look at the surprised Catfish General and his subordinates, and flew towards the East China Sea Dragon Palace with Ao Xi's pull.

In the front hall of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea.

At this time, only the hearty voice was vaguely heard throughout the hall.

"Virtuous nephew, it's hard to come back and stay here for a few more days. ”

Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, sat on top of the wide and exquisite dragon bowl, and his face could not see at all the depressed look of being taken away from the meritorious spiritual treasure such as the Dinghai Divine Needle not long ago.

Instead, he smiled at this time and said to the young man sitting on the stone chair in his head.

The young man had sharp eyebrows, a majestic weapon, and was wearing a dark spirit pattern battle armor, and his temperament was extraordinary.

It was Ao Moang, the great prince of the West Sea.

"Uncle, the little nephew didn't come to the East China Sea this time to relax, but he asked the uncle for important things about the little nephew's cultivation. ”

Prince Moang smiled faintly, stood up, and said solemnly.

"Oh, the virtuous nephew will sit down for the time being, and speak to this king. ”

Ao Guang's heart moved, and he was sitting on the road.

Seeing that Prince Moang was so careful, he couldn't help but take it seriously.

Gain, among his second-generation dragon clan from all over the world, only Ao Moang is extremely talented and powerful. At a young age, he was already a line of immortal true immortals with a perfect origin.

Ao Guang still remembers the prince of Moang, who was cultivated by the immortals, and Yuan Hanyu, the daughter of Yuanzhang, the dragon monarch of Dongting Lake, who was in the same vein as the Jianghe Dragon Clan in the past, was called the Dragon Clan's Shuangjie.

But how many years have passed.

Mo Angxian's nephew was already a true immortal powerhouse, and listening to the meaning of his words, he even had to impact the peak realm of the second line of true immortals.

Speaking of which, there is another old thing, which quietly floated in Ao Guang's heart at this time.

At that time, he once proposed to Dongting Longjun Yuanzhang that the two families of the Sihai River Dragon Clan should be close to each other...... asked Yuan Hanyu to make a marriage contract with Moang, but unfortunately he was rejected by Dongting Longjun Yuanzhang on the grounds that he couldn't climb high.

What does it mean to be unclimbable?

In the past, when you became a true immortal at the beginning of Yuanzhang, you did not have a firm foothold in the position of the Dragon Monarch of Dongting Lake, and when you were in a hurry to marry your eldest daughter to the second prince of the South China Sea, you didn't see anything that you couldn't climb.

It can be seen that his generation has interacted with the mortal scholars a lot, and he has learned all the tricks of prevarication.

Of course, it is also fortunate that the dragon of Dongting Dragon Jun Yuanzhang refused this family business.

so as not to let the blessed Yuan Hanyu delay the future of Mo Ang's nephew.

These subtle thoughts flashed in Ao Guang's heart one by one.

At this time, Prince Moang lowered his voice slightly and said, "Uncle, have you ever heard of the Extreme Yang Golden Crow Emperor's slurry. ”

Ao Guanglang laughed loudly: "How don't you know, I heard that this thing has the effect of refining the true spirit, and it can have a miraculous effect on the origin of the true immortal imprint of my generation." Why, does the virtuous nephew also have the heart to ask the Antarctic Immortal Weng for this thing?"

Prince Moang smiled slightly, and said in a condensed voice: "Recently, when the little nephew was imprinting the seventh layer of the origin of the wood line, Fang Jue's true spirit could not continue...... That's why it happens. ”

Ao Guangqi said: "With the qualifications of a virtuous nephew, it shouldn't be, it is not a virtuous nephew who plans to ......"

Speaking of this, he saw Ao Moang's eyes shining at him, smiling without saying a word.

Ao Guang's eyes condensed slightly, and he sighed and said, "The future life is terrifying." ”

Mo Angxian's nephew must have found a genius treasure that was enough to imprint the third origin.

Only then did he think of refining his spirituality with the help of the Extreme Yang Golden Crow Emperor's flowing slurry, and trying to impact the Golden Immortal Realm where the momentum of the Three Elements Origin and Small Perfection flowed.

There is a lot to be done in this matter.

"This matter is related to the plan of my dragon clan, the meaning of the virtuous nephew, my uncle understands. ”

Ao Guang said with a hearty smile.

The East China Sea has always had many strange treasures, and although his forces from all over the world have no deep relationship with the Antarctic Immortal, as long as they offer a heavy treasure gift at the Antarctic Immortal's birthday banquet.

Under the great joy of the Antarctic Immortal, it is not difficult to give a drop of Extreme Yang Golden Wudi Slurry to Mo Angxian's nephew.

Just when Ao Guang and Prince Moang slowly discussed what they should take, so that the extraordinary Antarctic Immortal Weng was moved, they gave Prince Moang the Extreme Yang Golden Crow Emperor Flowing Pulp.

In the direction of the apse, there was a faint sound of weapons colliding, and occasionally there was the sound of crying and cold drinking.

Ao Guang frowned slightly, and shouted: "Who is making noise outside." ”

At this time, the mandarin du si hurriedly stepped forward from outside the hall, and after bowing to salute, he said with a sneering expression: "King Qiqi, it was the little princess who broke into the harem with a human race, and was stopped by the fourth princess. ”

Ao Guang said angrily: "Xi'er, this kid, is messing around all day long. ”

Prince Moang smiled dumbly: "Uncle, cousin Xi'er's girlish temperament, don't be too harsh. ”

"Go, nephew, come with me. ”

Ao Guang put down the Panlong Biyun wine bottle in his hand heavily, and the amber cold light wine filled with it splashed out of the table.

Ao Guang waved his sleeves and strode towards the back of the hall with his hands in his hands.

Prince Moang smiled slightly, and followed suit.

At this time, the apse of the Dragon Palace was under a jade step.

One fiery red, one snow-white, two sword lights shone violently, and the surrounding Yushu Qionghua burst into flames. In the distance, some of the shell girls and mussel spirits who watched the battle behind the jade pillars of the covered bridge were even more dizzy.

Lu Bei stood with his sword in his hand, looking at the woman in front of him with an indifferent expression.

The woman was wearing a fiery red Luo dress, her eyebrows were cold, her eyes were full of sinister anger, and she was holding a fire cloud sword in her hand, glaring at herself.

"Adulterous thief. ”

Lu Bei's eyes narrowed slightly, the Sansheng Sword in his palm was reversed, and he sneered: "Girl, you are a lewd thief on the left, and a lewd thief on the right." Lu wanted to ask, what did Lu do to you. ”

When the woman heard this, her expression was extremely stunned, and then her willow eyebrows were upside down, and the red light of a fire cloud long sword swayed, and the mana was like a long dragon agitating, and the fire light was scorching, which was stabbing towards Lu Bei.

It turned out that Lu Bei didn't know where he was, and he was held by Ao Xi, who was excited, and visited the scenery of the Dragon Palace, and he didn't want to walk into this harem.

Lu Bei came to the harem and heard the voice of the warbler and the swallow from afar, and he knew that something was wrong.

The fire dragon sword behind his back groaned softly, came out of its scabbard, and finally fell into his palm.

He took a deep breath, and two strange blush flashed across his handsome and jade-like face.