The Crystal Palace in the East China Sea is a complex of underwater palaces built by successive Dragon Kings of the East China Sea. The main body of the building is as crystal clear as a lens of glazed glass, with colorful glazed tiles. It exudes colorful rays of light under the illumination of the pearl. It is truly beautiful.
Just these palace buildings are worth a lot of money in any era, and the stunning scenery is enough to make countless architects go crazy.
Between the palace buildings, there is a beautiful clam who is as white as jade and has a delicate and charming body. She carries a shell inlaid with gold and diamonds on her back and carries rare and rare fruits from the seabed.
Shrimp soldiers and crabs will patrol it, and anthropomorphic fish and octopus soldiers put on armor, which is also quite magical.
Solemn and majestic are the best ways to describe the Crystal Palace.
It's just that at this time, these beautiful clams and the warriors of the Sea Tribe seemed a little worried.
Dragon King, the absolute king of the East China Sea, the dragon clan is naturally powerful and noble. Today, their noble Dragon King returned to the palace in embarrassment. A blood hole the size of a water tank was opened in his waist and abdomen, and frosty dragon blood was gushing out. .
This kind of spiritual nourishment of good luck from heaven is enough to make these sea clansmen intoxicated normally.
The problem is that the Dragon King seems to have lost, defeated by the human race.
How ironic, who is he? He is a dragon, the king of the Dragon Clan of the East China Sea, but he would lose to the human race.
It's so ironic. The sea tribesmen feel depressed. Some are afraid, while others are angry.
This is simply the worst Dragon King they have ever served.
If he loses, what will the other sea tribes do? Opposite them are not other dragons, or any other mythical sea race, but a human race that has been in the middle level of the biological chain since they were sensible.
Bah, the shame of the Dragon Clan.
The sea people have wild imaginations, but no one dares to show it. The power of the dragon is still there, and the deafening roar of the dragon is heard in the waters above the Crystal Palace in bursts of sound waves.
Ao Jia and Ao Yi hurried over after hearing this, but just as they approached the main hall, a strong stream of ice crystal blood spread along the palace.
The hearts of the two brothers sank. It was hard to imagine that their father, who always valued face, could scream in agony without caring about his image and reputation.
Erlong immediately walked in.
The Dragon King's cultural level is still very high. His four biological sons were named according to the heavenly stems and earthly branches, with the four characters A, B, B, and D.
This is also the trend of the times. Nowadays, such naming methods are popular, Taijia, Taiyi, Xinjia, Zhao Bing, and Li Ding.
Emperors, gods, civil servants, and generals all have this style.
"Father, why are you in such a mess?"
The main hall of the Crystal Palace is extremely majestic and empty. In the vast space, a giant white dragon coils above the open space, and the surrounding waters are filled with red crystals.
Ao Guang froze the wound with frost, and the physical pain made him suffer. What really made him miserable was the cracked dragon ball on his forehead between his eyebrows, which was about to break.
The Dragon Ball is the essence of his divine power. With his current appearance, hundreds of thousands of years of hard work have almost been wasted. Even if he spends hundreds of years recuperating, he may not be able to make progress in the future.
Ao Guang was so angry. He recognized this magical ability. He was filled with hatred and anger. He was such a loser. What the hell was he doing? Why did Dark Gold's burst of divine power transfer to Mengchang who was so unfaithful to his words? 'On the villain.
However, Ao Guang also understood in his heart that this time Meng Chang came over and it was not as simple as beating him to vent his anger. He had murderous intent in his heart and showed no mercy in his hands.
The more Ao Guang thought about it, the more anxious he became. He thought about it, but he always felt that there was a bad premonition lingering in his heart that he couldn't get rid of.
The foreign aid Mengchang brought this time was beyond his imagination. The Xiangshui God Lineage, Emperor Shun's lineage, and the group of monster scum from Shiwandashan. Combined with the super luxurious lineup when he was beaten last time, he always felt that the dragon soul was bound to The world can't stop this villain's deception ability at all. Maybe some kind of great god will come and rush in.
Even in the blink of an eye, Meng Chang held Yuanshi Tianzun in his left hand and Tongtian Cult Master in his right hand, he felt that his somewhat crazy fantasy was not so unrealistic.
"Boss, Second, did you send the Fourth away?"
Ao Jia and Ao Yi looked at each other and shook their heads with a wry smile: "We haven't sent you off yet, we haven't thought about you, father..."
"Stupid, let General Haima send Ding'er to your third uncle Ao Qin quickly. There is no war in the South China Sea, and the Dragon Clan in the East China Sea must keep fire."
After saying this, Ao Guang still felt a little unsafe in his heart, so he said in a deep voice: "Prime Minister Gui went to heaven to ask for help. My father is not very relieved. You two brothers should leave here quickly and take the opportunity to go to heaven to ask for help." , stay in heaven, and if this matter is not resolved, you should not come back yet."
The two dragon sons were shocked: "Father, why is it so serious? We still have the Dragon Soul Barrier. This is the heaven and earth formation that our East China Sea Dragon Clan has used to guard the Eye of the East China Sea for thousands of years. Even though Meng Chang has three heads and six arms, Even if the military leader is reincarnated, there will be no possibility of breaking through this formation. Do we need to go to this point?"
"Oh, son, you don't understand. There are too many people in this world with all kinds of magical abilities. The magic circle that you think is unbreakable is no different in the eyes of those powerful people."
"My father is also doing this for your own good. Let's go quickly. If you can invite reinforcements earlier, you can also help our East China Sea Dragon Palace resolve these crises earlier."
Ao Jia sighed. Five hundred years older, he seemed more mature than his second brother Ao Yi. He reached out and patted Ao Yi on the shoulder, indicating that he would get up and go with him to deal with the many matters arranged by his father.
When he walked to the door of the main hall, Ao Yi suddenly turned around and asked: "Father, did you ever regret when you expelled human sacrifices and established your own faith? Did you ever regret that Brother Bing died? Today our Donghai Dragon Clan has suffered such a catastrophe. Have you ever regretted it?"
Ao Jia was shocked and didn't understand why his second brother would poke his father's heart at such a critical time. As soon as he said this, he couldn't take it back. He could only look at his father worriedly, for fear that his father would be at such a critical moment. Because of his injury, he punished his second brother heavily.
"Your fourth uncle is missing. You should know about this. Only a few words from the Beihai Dragon Palace have not been spread. Only Bing'er and Kun'er of the North Sea Dragon Clan escaped by chance because they were guests in the West Sea. You should also know that the Dragon Clan is no longer the all-powerful Dragon Clan."
"I never regret anything I do. Cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. If you are afraid of your hands and feet, the Dragon Clan of the East China Sea will never be able to leave the East China Sea. It has been thousands of years. Since the beginning of the world, our ancestors have laid this foundation. , the Dragon Clan has not made any progress, and there is always a need for someone to speak out for the Dragon Clan all over the world.”
"The human race has songs and melody, how can we, the dragon race, always be inferior to the human race."
Listening to Ao Guang's explanation, Ao Yi looked excited and bowed vigorously, then pulled his elder brother who looked a little weird and walked out.
After a long time, I heard a deep sigh from the Crystal Palace: "My Dragon Ball, my old waist, silly boy, how can I not regret it? What I regret is that I didn't go to the Dragon King Temple in advance and kill that disgusting dragon Meng with one claw. Uncle Ji, what I regret is that I shouldn’t have wasted time by talking too much at Chentang Pass that day. I regret that I should have gone to heaven in person to ask for help, otherwise I wouldn’t be in such misery now.”
"It doesn't matter, it's not safe in the Crystal Palace. We still have to go to the Dragon Soul Valley under the Dragon Abyss. As long as the Emperor of Heaven comes to help, today's pain, Mengchang Xiaoer!!! I will make you pay back ten times and a hundred times!!!"
Ao Guang stood up again, and the frozen blood hole on his waist instantly burst with his movement, and a little bit of the frost and cold air dissipated and washed away the sea people in the Crystal Palace again.
Then the white dragon raised its head and roared, turning into a stream of light and heading farther and deeper into the Longyuan of the East China Sea. It was completely different from its previous impassioned appearance.
However, after Ao Jia and Ao Yi finished dealing with the affairs of the Dragon Palace, the two dragons turned into their true bodies, A was white and Yi was green, and escaped from the barrier on the other side, spiraling up and out of the sea, flying straight to the ninth heaven.
Just as the two dragons were racing against time, an invisible net of silk threads in the sky suddenly poked out from the white clouds and covered the two dragons.
Ao Jia and Ao Yi hurriedly stopped and dodged downwards, thus avoiding these nightmare-like ambush.
"This place is the waters of the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea. I am Ao Jia, the crown prince of the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea. How dare Fang Xiaoxiao make a mistake in front of me?"
In the white clouds, there is an indifferent man in white clothes, white robes and white hair, like flowing clouds and mist.
If it’s not Yun Zhongjun, then who is it?
The God of Water Mist did not put Longzi in his eyes at all. With a slight shake of his fingers, the dragnet that had been empty was instantly spread out again and he launched the offensive again.
Caught off guard, Ao Jia pushed Ao Yi away. When he dodged again, thousands of strands were scraped in the sky, sparks instantly appeared from his white scales, and a large area of his white body was red with blood.
"Second brother, be careful. There is something wrong with this thread. It can penetrate my soul directly, skim my scales and cut my flesh. Don't let it get entangled."
Looking at the grinning elder brother, Ao Yi nodded, looked at the white 'birdman' in front of him angrily, and replied coldly.
"Brother, it seems that he is going to fight for his life. It is the wild bird god from Yunmengze, Xiangshui River."
Ao Yi tried to anger Yun Zhongjun, but the indifference on Yun Zhongjun's face did not fade at all, and he remained unmoved at all.
I saw Ao Jia exhaling cold air, Ao Yi blowing out strong wind, and a cold wave carrying frost blades swept away overwhelmingly.
"It's interesting. Compete with me in wind power. Don't overestimate your abilities."
Yun Zhongjun retracted the silk thread and looked at the two adult dragons arrogantly. With a slight wave of the swan wings, a tornado rose from the ground and rolled up the sea water to counter the strong wind and frost.
The frozen seawater was shattered by the two contradictory wind pressures, turned into flying knives and passed directly through the hurricane, shooting at Ao Jia and Ao Bing, hitting the hard dragon scales, making a clanging sound. .
Just when the two dragons were about to change their spells, blue lions, white elephants, and dragon demon kings came in separate directions from afar, encircling them from all directions.
Ao Jia smiled sadly.
This Meng Bohou really doesn't give him a way to survive. Is it possible that he really wants to drive out the East China Sea Dragon Clan and kill them all?
"Second brother, leave quickly!"
Ao Yi stared at his eldest brother with a puzzled look on his face. His eldest brother was always honest and had nothing wrong with his eyes, so everyone was surrounding him.
Walk? Where to go?
Ao Jia spit out the white dragon beads from his mouth, looked at his second brother Qinglong Ao Yi with a determined expression, and roared loudly.
"Don't come over. Don't come over. If you push me too hard, I will drag you to death together."
"Brother, you..."
"B, I know you have always been dissatisfied with me and thought I was stupid, but there is nothing you can do about it as a brother. You are very smart and braver than me. But God made this joke and let me be born in front of you so that you could not. Inheriting the bloodline of the White Dragon, inheriting the bloodline of my mother.”
"Let's go quickly. Give me a chance now so that my eldest brother can die like a glorious warrior and shed the last drop of true dragon blood for the Dragon Palace and our East China Sea Dragon Clan."
After that, the frost energy became strong, and Ao Jia's entire dragon body began to grow rapidly, so fast that the demons felt great pressure.
Ao Yi glanced at his elder brother sadly, and without hesitation, he quickly climbed towards the sky.
Before the dragnet could be re-covered, Ao Jia soared into the sky and broke through the thread, thus finding a way out for his brother.
Looking at Ao Jia who was blocking the path of his three demons and one god's pursuit, Yun Zhongjun looked a little annoyed.
"Thousands of clues, fascinating and captivating!"
After a while, the enlarged Ao Jia's eyes were dull, as if he had fallen into some kind of illusion, and he retracted his body and became the size of his body.
When Yun Zhongjun grabbed the dragon ball and looked over again, Ao Yi was nowhere to be seen.
So he could only close his eyes and shake his head, looking a little dissatisfied.
Although the three demons were regretful, they immediately shouted excitedly when they saw Long Zi in the dragnet.
"Hahaha, okay, Yun Zhongjun caught this real dragon, is it for me and my third brother?"
"I really didn't expect that the usually cold-hearted Yun Zhongjun would be so considerate, and would even capture the true dragon's direct blood veins as food for the third brother. It seems that we have misunderstood Yun Zhongjun."
"When did I say I was going to eat him?"
"Huh? If you don't eat him, why would you take him in?"
Yun Zhongjun rolled his eyes at the three demons and replied coldly: "For no other reason than to find a new mount for Meng Bohou. Using a real dragon to pull the cart will be so domineering."
Good guy, it turns out that Yun Zhongjun still has this hobby. Could it be that he also likes to dress people up?
When did this guy take the form of Meng Chang?
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