The Seventh Prince gave a cold shout and told his two men to stop the beating.
Kemba and Bamu were instantly frozen there as if they had been subjected to a body-fixing technique.
Kemba stopped mid-air with his fist raised, leaning forward. Bamu kicked out one foot and leaned his body half back.
The bald Kemba did not dare to say anything. He winked at Bamu and said through the message: "The master is not satisfied with such a big demolition?"
The thin Bamunu responded with his mouth open and said through the voice: "Don't say anything. Maybe the master has discovered something?"
By chance, a stone that had been blown away by the destructive force fell from the air. The stone was the size of a chestnut, and the path it fell was right in front of Kemba's bald head. At this moment, he could only blink, not daring to dodge and make any noise.
"clatter."
The stone bounced off Kemba's bald head, flipped beautifully in the air, bent at an angle, and coincidentally hit the seventh prince's feet, rolling to the side.
"Um?"
The seventh prince noticed this subtle movement, lowered his head and glanced with his eyes, and saw a stone, but still showed a trace of anger.
At this time, Kemba and Bamu were both as popular as two ugly stone statues.
The two of them knew their master's temper very well. The seventh prince behaved in front of outsiders as open-minded, kind-hearted, and as gentle as a scholar. But at his core, he is a carefree, extremely harsh, and ruthless character who will exact revenge when he gets angry.
It's no wonder that as the youngest prince in the Linjiao royal family, the seventh prince has been suppressed by his six brothers for so many years. He also has the ambition to compete for the position of prince, so he can only protect himself by showing a state of indifference and forbearance.
The seventh prince pinched out a complex magic formula with his hands in front of him, and there was light golden spiritual power flowing on his fingertips, like spiritual snakes passing through.
Suddenly, a powerful Yuan Gong burst out from his body. The skirt of his clothes fluttered and his shirt rolled horizontally, giving him a sense of royal majesty.
The golden mask on his face trembled slightly, and the protruding sharp corners on it were entangled with dark gray spiritual energy. As it twisted, the shadow of a three-foot scale dragon beast appeared.
Although the phantom of the scale dragon beast is small, its shape is lifelike, with two horns on its head, a thin tail and four claws. As soon as it appeared, it roared angrily, and a circle of light gray spiritual power fluctuations visible to the naked eye violently spread out. After that, the phantom of the scaly dragon beast seemed to have exhausted its energy, gradually blurring and then turning into a mist that dispersed in the void.
Even though it was just such a simple technique, the seventh prince's whole body was shaking, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans overflowed from his forehead. This is the burden caused by him mobilizing his natal soul and stimulating the power of the scale dragon royal bloodline.
Then, he touched the sharp corners of his mask with one hand and closed his eyes slightly, as if sensing something.
After a while, the seventh prince opened his eyes, with a look of ecstasy on his face, and a few words popped out of his teeth.
"I can't run away after all!"
After hearing this, Kemba and Bamu finally breathed a sigh of relief, and their frozen bodies regained their flexibility.
"Congratulations, master, for finding the location of the dragon's power." Kemba and Bamu said in unison.
"I just sensed that there is a weak dragon power approaching here along the plank road below. And there seem to be three other people together. Let's just wait here for a while." After the seventh prince finished speaking, he stepped out of a Stepping on the previous stone, the previously bouncing stone was instantly crushed into powder.
Kemba patted his bald head with his hand and vowed: "Master, don't worry, Bamu and I will snatch back the item of dragon power in a moment. As for those three people, of course we will kill them together."
Bamu took over the conversation and said: "Master, you have been tired for a long day, and the rest will be taken care of by the two of me."
The Seventh Prince glanced at the two of them and taught them a lesson: "Don't be careless! The power of the dragon is inevitable for me. Three unarmed children will come up in a moment. We will rush over and kill them without hesitation. Take back the dragon power. That dragon power is the treasure of our scale dragon clan, how can we allow others to get involved in it."
"Master is right, it is your unique treasure, Master." Kemba said flatteringly.
"Master will soon sit on the throne of the East China Sea Grand Palace. All the treasures of the Scale Dragon Clan belong to the master." Bamu also followed suit.
Hearing the two people's flattery, the seventh prince showed a proud evil smile on his face.
Immediately, the seventh prince raised one hand and threw a golden ball with runes painted on its surface.
The golden ball was only the size of a walnut. It exploded in the wind with a bang, releasing a large piece of light golden mist that rolled and dispersed quickly. In an instant, it covered a large space in front of them, and the consciousness and breath of the three people were isolated.
…
After a stick of incense, the figures of Xu Yang, Liu Haiyu and Yun Qiaoer appeared at the top of the plank road. Yun Qiaoer still held the pink-skinned baby beast in her arms.
In front of the three of them, there were ruined scale dragon sculptures all over the ground, with their tails cut off and their heads broken, and they were incomplete. Only the square altar in the middle was still intact.
"Those three hiding behind the altar, come out." Xu Yang shouted loudly in the direction of the opposite altar.
As early as on the plank road, Xu Yang and Liu Haiyu discovered the clues. Both of them were monks with extremely strong spiritual power. Even if the other party used a method to shield his spiritual consciousness, they were aware of it early.
The seven princes originally wanted to rely on unexpected sneak attacks to snatch the "Dragon Power" in one fell swoop. After being discovered by Xu Yang, the three of them had no choice but to walk out from behind the square altar.
The bald Kemba and the skinny Bamu were in the front, and the seventh prince wearing a half-mask was behind.
Seeing that the cultivation level of the other three people was no higher than the True Alchemy Realm, Bald Kemba suddenly felt emboldened and said loudly: "You three bold thieves dare to break into the Holy Land of Jiaolong Bay privately. The guard of the Scale Jiao Clan is here, why don't you..." Just accept your death."
Bamu who was on the side followed and threatened: "You three little kids still don't kneel down when you see my master, the Seventh Prince of the East China Sea, the future Lord of the East China Sea. If my master is happy, he may let you die quickly."
Yun Qiao'er was shocked when she saw the opponent's aura, and thought to herself: "I didn't expect to meet a prince from the Scale Jiao Clan and two masters from the Scale Jiao Clan here. And it was obvious that the cultivation of the three people across from me was very good. Because except for the seventh prince, who is about the same as himself, the other two are far above him, and should be at the Yuanhun realm. After all, he sneaked in here secretly, which is logically unreasonable. Don’t be tough. Why don’t you explain your purpose and ask for reconciliation.”
Thinking of this, Yun Qiaoer said: "I am..."
Before he could say anything, Xu Yang, who was on the side, said, "We are here to enjoy the scenery. How can we say that we are trespassing on the Holy Land of Jiaolong Bay?"
Then, Xu Yang sent a message to Yun Qiao'er: "Don't expose your identity as a Dolphin Spirit Clan, so as not to provoke revenge from the Scale Jiao Clan in the future."
"I understand, thank you Mr. Xu for reminding me." Yun Qiaoer said in a voice message.
Kemba glared angrily and said, "You kid, don't talk nonsense. There are guards from our Scaled Dragon Clan up and down this mountain. Are you three here to steal things?" Bamu on the side said, "Don't talk nonsense to them. Just kill him."
With that said, Bamu was about to take action.
"Wait a minute."
The seventh prince behind them spoke.
Ever since Xu Yang and the others appeared, the Seventh Prince's eyes searched the three of them and immediately locked onto the baby beast held in Yun Qiao'er's arms. His greedy eyes seemed to be tied by a rope, never leaving the pink little guy for an inch.
Just before setting off to Jiaolong Bay this time, the Seventh Prince deliberately consulted the scaled dragon tribe's classics hidden in the Grand Palace, which contained detailed descriptions of the scaled dragon beast. Therefore, the Seventh Prince immediately recognized that what Yun Qiaoer was holding in his arms across from him must be the baby of the scale dragon beast.
He could not wait to rush over, snatch the young beast, and then use the secret method of the scale dragon clan to devour the power of the beast soul in the little beast as his own. But I am afraid that it is not safe. If the baby is accidentally injured or killed during a fight, the gain will outweigh the loss. The beast soul of a scaled dragon beast must be in a healthy state to be useful. Therefore, he has been thinking about countermeasures, how to make the other party obediently offer the baby scale dragon beast with both hands.
Seeing that Bamu was about to take action, he immediately ordered to stop it.
When Bamu saw that his master had spoken, he obediently stepped back, and the bald Kemba also followed behind the seventh prince.
The seventh prince put his hands behind his back, without any trace of anger on his face, and even pretended to have a kind smile.
"These two gentlemen are handsome and well-groomed. How could they be thieves? And the girl holding the little beast looks like a caring and kind-hearted person, let alone a bandit. I think they must be out for fun. I took the wrong road and ended up here by mistake." The seventh prince said with a smile on his face and walked towards Yun Qiao'er's location without any malice.
Yun Qiaoer was at a loss for a moment, wondering whether she should show kindness in order to reconcile with the other party.
But the baby beast in Yun Qiao'er's arms instinctively sensed the threat, pouted its mouth, and whined twice at the seventh prince opposite.
Yun Qiao'er quickly put her hands on its back and gently comforted it twice before letting the little guy calm down.
At this moment, a blue figure flashed and stood between Yun Qiaoer and the Seventh Prince. It was Liu Haiyu.
Seeing Liu Haiyu blocking him, the seventh prince was not angry and said politely: "Brother, you misunderstood. I just want to see the spiritual pet dog in the girl's arms." As he said that, he showed He took a good-natured step back.
"What kind of spiritual pet dog?" Liu Haiyu asked.
The Seventh Prince quickly explained: "Isn't the little guy in the girl's arms a spiritual pet dog? At first glance, it is a pure-blooded spiritual pet dog that is unique to Dadonghai. Look at the little guy's pouty mouth, so pink. Puffy skin, and a well-proportioned body. Especially the sound she made just now is purely sweet. Like this girl, I am a dog lover. I just want to go over and give her a hug."
At this time, Xu Yang came over and said: "I really didn't realize that you are still a dog lover. However, I just don't know whether you are a dog lover or a dog meat lover. How can I tell from the look in your eyes? I can see a trace of greed to eat this little thing."
Seeing that his deception failed, the Seventh Prince's face darkened and he said: "It seems that you are very unfriendly. After all, this is also the sacrificial sacred place of our Scale Dragon Clan, and others are not allowed to step in at will. Since you entered here by mistake, I I will give you a chance to leave here safely so that outsiders will not say that I, the dignified seventh prince of the Jiao Clan, am bullying others."
