Fang Longye scanned Zhou Za with his spiritual consciousness, and it was like a breeze blowing over Long Xuan, as if it was just incidental.
It didn't alarm her in the slightest.
In fact, he had already paid great attention to her.
It seemed that Fang Longye was sizing up the Dragon Palace warriors above the clouds with great interest.
In fact, not even three minutes of attention was paid to the Dragon Palace warship.
According to his previous calculations, there was no way Ao Chun could bring him such a big disaster. The target of suspicion naturally fell on Long Xuan, the dragon girl whose details he didn't know.
Therefore, no matter how Long Xuan used secret techniques to reduce her sense of existence, it was all useless.
On the contrary, her behavior fell into the eyes of Fang Longye, a caring person, and further confirmed his suspicion.
"Beauty is a disaster!"
Fang Long sighed secretly in his ambition.
Seeing Long Xuan's behavior, how could Fang Longye not understand that this little girl in front of him clearly treated Ao Chun as the leader.
"It seems that these two are not the same people!"
"By the way, have I ever offended this girl?" Fang Longye was puzzled.
Even though Longxuan tried her best to hide her emotions, Fang Longye still saw an extremely complicated color in her eyes.
In this color, there is unwillingness, hatred, disgust,...it is very complicated.
Seeing her pretending that it was nothing to do with her, Fang Longye didn't expose her. He wished he could distract the enemy's strength!
Therefore, he has never understood what those people who don't want to make a final decision when dealing with their enemies, but want to test them in every possible way, think about it.
He shook his head secretly in his mind.
Looking at the Dragon Palace soldiers who had already driven the warship to land on the sea. Good guy! There are quite a few people~
Look at how greedy the Peng Demon King is.
The sea and the sky meet, and the sky is filled with one color.
The cold light pours into the pot and falls into the waves. When the wind blows, the ripples rustle, circle and spread in all directions.
Dragon Palace's warship fell from the sky, causing huge waves that overlapped in circles and echoed layer by layer.
As the white waves rolled, thousands of water tribe warriors emerged from the warships, separated from the tide, and formed a large formation from far to near.
Those at the front were all riding mounts, wrapped in armor, and carrying long spears.
Then, there are the infantry, all holding carefully crafted weapons, gleaming with cold light and full of murderous intent.
Thousands of troops and horses emerged from the warships and lined up on the sea, neatly and orderly.
Not only the surface of the sea, but also the bottom of the sea made waves.
Looking from top to bottom, you can see the sea below your feet, filled with sparkling water and vast and vast.
Under the sea, there are thousands of underwater creatures emerging, all kinds of lifelike.
Form an inexplicable formation.
Right now.
Woohoo~
The Dragon Palace warship emits a vast and ancient horn sound, which is heard in the distance, vibrates everywhere, then blooms with brilliance, quickly rises into the sky, and floats on the sea of clouds.
Then, the monks on the warship continued to pour mana into the warship.
With this warship as the core, the formation restrictions that had been arranged on the sea surface and on the bottom of the sea lit up one after another, forming a continuous and combined arrangement.
Thousands of golden lights burst out, and the sound of water waves continuously draws out the power of the sea, blessing everything.
It caused waves to flow all around.
Everything is combined together, and the sound of swords, guns, swords and halberds can be heard faintly, colliding with each other, shaking the sky.
These actions and instructions may seem cumbersome, but in fact they are just a matter of seconds. They are completed before anyone can react.
Fang Longye only felt a weight on his shoulders, and a powerful force pressing down on him, as if he was carrying the world on his shoulders.
"Formation? Haha~"
Fang Longye looked at Zhou Za, the generals, the whale commander, and the captain, and sneered.
At this time, a dozen people floated into the air, wearing armor and holding swords, and various colors of light rose up in all directions.
All of them are the best among the golden immortals.
Obviously, these comrades from the East China Sea Dragon Palace also know that the human sea tactic is useless. What really determines the outcome is the fight between the strong.
"To deal with me, a true immortal, does it take you, pretty face, to put in so much effort?"
Fang Longye chuckled and glanced at Ao Chun.
Without waiting for his reply, he immediately turned to the eager Demon King Peng and said, "Huntian, it's up to you!"
"Don't worry! Brother Fang~"
Demon King Peng patted his chest, and then smiled ferociously at the Dragon Palace crowd.
Then, with a sway of his body, he disappeared directly from the place, came into the air, transformed into the true form of Dapeng, and spread its wings across the sky.
With its head raised high, it is as big as a hill. It is surrounded by brilliance and shadow, and the cold forest is reflected in the shadows. The wind and clouds gather, and the sound of thunder is continuous, adding to the supreme power.
His head stretched forward, and his bloody mouth opened, connecting the heaven and the earth. It was so big that it was unimaginable.
As soon as he moved, an unimaginably terrifying suction force was released, which was difficult to resist.
Looking from top to bottom, it seems as if a whirlpool black hole appears out of thin air and swallows everything.
In just an instant, everything in front of him was swallowed up.
There were even two weaker Golden Immortals who had no time to react and were caught by Demon King Peng's sharp claws. They fell into his stomach one by one and turned into energy for digestion.
The wind is blowing, the clouds are flowing, the waves are washing over the sand, the sky and the earth are empty.
Only a few generals at the True Immortal level were able to survive under the protection of the remaining Golden Immortals in the Dragon Palace.
From the moment the Peng Demon King nodded in response to Fang Longye, to the moment he swallowed the water tribe soldiers all over the mountains and plains, the whole process happened in a flash of lightning, incredibly fast.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, the confident Ao Chun might have thought that the scene of the water tribe soldiers all over the sea and sky was a mirage, but now it was just a return to the original.
But Ao Chun knew that it was not a mirage at all.
The elite soldiers who were brought out of the Dragon Palace under his own command were indeed swallowed up in an instant by the ferocious Peng bird demon in front of him and became food in his belly!
"you--"
Ao Chun felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His face was livid, he pointed at Demon King Peng and Fang Longye, gritted his teeth and spoke, with a kind of hatred in his voice that could not be overcome, and said, "You, you -"
Obviously, he was too angry to speak.
This is not to blame for anything else. You must know that he mobilized these soldiers and generals based on his status as the Eighth Prince.
He cannot escape the blame for things like this.
It will definitely greatly affect his status in the Dragon Palace.
Just because, in the four seas, thanks to the sowing ability of the major dragon kings, there are many dragon sons and dragon girls.
Just like if there are outstanding people who are outstanding, there will be playboys, there will be people who get along well as brothers, and there will be people who are difficult to deal with.
Thanks to the Qinglong bloodline he carried, Ao Chun had a certain status in the East China Sea Dragon Palace, which had long made his brothers dissatisfied.
Now that something like this has happened, it has given people an excuse to make trouble.
In fact, this is normal. Regardless of how united the Dragon Clan is on the outside, the nastiness inside is not much smaller than that of other forces.
It is simply impossible for any major force to live in harmony without any conflict.
A family of three is noisy, let alone others?
Thinking of this, Ao Chun not only hated Fang Long Ye and Peng Demon King, but even began to turn around and resent Long Xuan.
"Beauty is a curse! If it weren't for her, how could I act so mindlessly?"
"My position in the Dragon Palace is no longer guaranteed!"
In fact, when the Peng Demon King devoured a group of Dragon Palace soldiers, Ao Chun's mind suddenly became excited. The previous scenes with Long Xuan emerged in his mind one by one. Many details that he had not noticed at the time came to mind. Just remember it.
To reach this point, Long Xuan's encouragement is absolutely indispensable.
If you think about it carefully, it is abnormal for Princess Longxuan to be so concerned about his revenge!
There is definitely her own purpose in this.
It's a shame that I didn't see through it the first time.
He immediately looked towards the Hanging Treasure Pavilion where Long Xuan was, looking at it with hatred.
But Long Xuan didn't react at all when facing his gaze, just staring at the battlefield scene intently.
Even though Ao Chun had such a big reaction, the golden immortals who followed his orders and led troops to ambush became even more furious when they saw the tragic scene of the Dragon Palace soldiers being ravaged by the Peng Demon King.
Even if Ao Chun acted recklessly and got into trouble, he was the eighth prince after all. According to the Dragon King of the East China Sea, no matter how serious his crime was, the punishment he received would not be painful.
But they are different.
Although all of them Golden Immortals belong to the Dragon Clan, there is no Dragon King like me.
Such a thing that brought shame to the East China Sea Dragon Palace, when His Majesty comes back, they will inevitably have a good harvest.
What's more, these two true immortals are so powerful and have rich backgrounds. They have provoked a powerful enemy for the East China Sea Dragon Palace for nothing!
A golden immortal whose true form was a one-horned dragon sent a message to his companions: "For the current plan, we have to capture these two people first. We will deal with them after His Majesty returns to the Dragon Palace."
At that time, whether it is an apology or not, it is none of their business.
The companions nodded in agreement.
Demon King Peng saw the remaining ten or so golden immortals and communicated with each other.
Not bothering to care what they were talking about anymore, he chuckled and immediately flapped his wings to fly, causing the wind in all directions to whistle quietly.
It looks like there is a kind of cyan color coming together and filling the sky and the earth.
Winds from all directions gathered and accumulated behind the Peng Demon King, turning into thousands of small wings that collided and whispered. All the combinations, like a sword, could cut through everything.
Wherever the wind blade is directed, the previously incredibly strong space seems to turn into paper, and can be torn wherever it touches.
He tore the space apart and disappeared from the spot. When he reappeared, he was already behind the one-horned dragon and thrust a claw towards his back.
"What?"
The one-horned dragon had no time to react. The space behind it was torn apart like a scroll, and like a mirror collapsing, it was shattered and shot out in all directions.
When he reacted, he saw that a huge gap had appeared in his chest, and his heart had disappeared.
Of course, he was already in the Golden Immortal realm, so he would not die just like that. At most, he would be seriously injured.
I was comforting myself in my heart. Suddenly, my eyes were filled with black, and a devouring power rushed towards my face.
After that, he fell into eternal sleep.
The Peng Demon King let out a strange chirp, maintaining the true form of the Dapeng, flying in the air, and laughed loudly: "Golden Immortal-level dragon meat is delicious and juicy."
Just sensing a gaze, the laughter stopped abruptly.
Fang Longye glanced at him, then sensed the movement on Long Xuan's side, and thought to himself: "How can you control your temper so much? You're going to solve it like a chopping melon and vegetables, why don't you take action?"
…
The burning side.
In mid-air, the hanging treasure pavilion stands peacefully
Clouds dwell on it, the frost has not yet fallen, and the crystal is white.
The small window is half open, and the beauty is natural, hanging to the ground, brilliant and exquisite.
The faint water light is dense, like moonlight, like water light, like the color of snow.
A cloud of smoke clustered around her side, covering Long Xuan's expression.
She stared at the movement on the field, anxious in her heart: "Why, this guy still doesn't take action?"
"The people in the East China Sea Dragon Palace are all rubbish! Not to mention forcing this guy to use any tricks, don't you even have the strength to let him take action?"
Seeing that the thugs brought by Ao Chun were about to be crushed one by one, Fang Longye didn't even move a finger.
If not, she wanted to find out Fang Longye's path before taking action.
Why do you think so?
Fang Longye saw that there was no movement from Long Xuan's side, so he didn't care. He immediately shook his body and let go of his momentum.
The whole body's Qi soared into the sky, mighty and powerful, straight upward, and then slowly unfolded, colorful, and turned into buds one after another, all the size of a bowl.
After a while, the buds bloomed, forming fairy flowers one after another, thin and dense, densely packed, more than thousands.
All the flowers gathered together in clusters, trembling and majestic. They were beautiful and full of murderous intent.
Close to the remaining dragon clan golden immortals.
"You traitor to the Dragon Clan!"
Sensing his Qi, Kun Xiu, one of these Dragon Clan Golden Immortals, immediately raised his willow eyebrows, widened his almond eyes, and his skirts rustled in the wind, like a war banner unfurling, pointing at Fang Long with murderous intent. wild.
She gritted her teeth and said: "It's a shame that you are also a member of my Dragon Clan, and you actually teamed up with the Birds to do such a vicious thing to our Dragon Clan!"
The sound was sonorous and moved everywhere.
"Ha ha--"
When Fang Longye heard such accusations, he laughed a few times, then the laughter suddenly stopped. Then, he stared at the Dragon Palace Fairy and said: "Then what do you want to do with all your efforts to find me? "
Fang Longye sneered at the words of the Dragon Palace Fairy. In his opinion, isn't this just "only state officials are allowed to set fires, but the people are not allowed to light lamps"!
Is it amazing to be born in the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea?
Not to mention that the Sihai Dragon Clan and Fang Longye have a harmonious relationship.
If someone kills me, I will kill them!
What's more, as a time traveler, he doesn't feel that he is a dragon anymore, so he has to care about the friendship between the same clan.
Especially the bullshit reason that he is not allowed to fight back when he is being hunted!
Speaking of which, he may be the person with the least sense of ethnicity in the world.
Whether he is a demon or a dragon, he just stays true to himself.
Below oneself, all living beings are equal.
Too lazy to talk to this sick-minded female dragon, Fang Longye turned his palms, and the flames rose and condensed into a water pattern.
Then it spread out into lines, twisted and stacked, turning like a mountain, like a wheel, like a treasure seal, like a jade seal, and pressed straight towards her.
In the center, the dragon's head is raised, and its scales appear.
Fang Longye struck down, and the void burned, illuminating the surroundings. The scorching temperature was irresistible.
This kind of power is the result of his own bloodline magical power and the principles he has mastered. The two are perfectly integrated and complement each other, thus producing such visions and power.
Learning and applying it flexibly does not necessarily require any specific moves.
It was no surprise that no matter how much the Dragon Palace Fairy resisted, she was still silenced by this blow.
After that, he pounced directly into a group of Dragon Palace Golden Immortals who had already formed a formation, becoming invincible and killing wildly.
Senran's murderous intent is as sharp as a sword, spanning thousands of miles, condensing and never dissipating.
If you look carefully, the murderous intention seems to be real. The inside of the circle is deep and the outside is frosty white, filled with pale light, silently from top to bottom.
Whether it was Ao Chun, who looked stern but felt sad, or Long Xuan, who was in high spirits, they couldn't help but look towards the battlefield.
I saw that around the battlefield where the two sides were fighting, thousands of rings of light intertwined and jingled.
The sound may be high or low, and it is endless in the ears.
