Ao Fan heard this and bowed to Zhen Yuanzi.
"Please Earth Ancestor to save my East China Sea Dragon Clan."
"You get up first. Since I'm here, I won't just sit idly by and take us to the undersea purgatory first."
Zhen Yuanzi waved his hand and motioned for him to lead the way.
"Everyone, please follow me."
Ao Fan transformed into a dragon form and led the way.
The others followed suit.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince, why is it so deserted here in Dragon Palace? There seems to be no one around?"
Jiang Wenming asked the doubts in his heart.
"To be honest, there are only me and Prime Minister Turtle in the Dragon Palace at this time. Some of the rest are trapped in the undersea purgatory, and the other part followed Long Mei to the South China Sea."
Ao Fan's face was full of worry when he said this.
As the little princess of the East China Sea Dragon Clan, Ao Ling has always grown up in the hands of everyone, but now she has to go to the South China Sea to seek help for the Dragon Clan's affairs and has not returned yet.
This made him, the eldest brother, very worried.
But he had his own responsibilities, and although he was worried, he couldn't leave Donghai to find her.
"Going to the South China Sea? Are you looking for the Dragon Clan of the South China Sea?"
How could Jiang Wenming be such a perceptive person and fail to see the worries in Ao Fan's heart? It is not difficult to tell from the other party's words that this little princess of the Dragon Clan must have been gone for a long time.
Although the distance between the East China Sea and the South China Sea is very far, this should be nothing to the Dragon Clan. If they haven't come back for so long, something may have happened.
But he would definitely not say such words.
Ao Fan himself knew it well, but he just didn't want to think in this direction.
"Yes, Ao Qin, the Dragon King of the South China Sea, is my uncle. Long Mei went here just to ask him to come and help. However, it has been five years and six months since she left. I'm afraid..."
Ao Fan did not continue, but Jiang Wenming knew what he meant, so he comforted him.
"You don't have to worry. Maybe we encountered something on the way and were delayed. Who can be stronger than your dragon clan in the sea?"
"I hope so."
Ao Fan smiled bitterly and said nothing.
Soon, a group of people came near a large trench.
"This is the entrance to deep sea purgatory."
Ao Fan pointed to the trench in front of him where magma was constantly flowing, and motioned for everyone to stop.
Jiang Wenming carefully looked at the large trench in front of him.
It's a bit like an undersea volcano, but this crack is so big that you can't see the end at a glance, and there's no bottom below.
It is clear that magma is constantly emerging, but it gives people a cold illusion.
"It's the method of the Fire Demon Clan."
Zhen Yuanzi could tell the origin of this undersea purgatory with just one glance.
"The Fire Demon Clan?"
Jiang Wenming looked at Zhen Yuanzi curiously, waiting for his explanation.
"The Balrogs are a branch of the extraterrestrial evil spirits and are good at controlling flames, but their flames are not the same as ours.
One characteristic of their flames is that a layer of ice will form on the body when burned by the flames. The longer the time, the stronger the ice layer becomes.
Moreover, this layer of ice does not harm the physical body, but continuously absorbs the target's vitality. In other words, the flames of the Balrog burn the target's vitality.
In this kind of flame, even immortals with long lifespans cannot escape the fate of death. "
Zhen Yuanzi's eyes were solemn, this was going to be difficult.
Jiang Wenming also realized how difficult this matter was.
If you want to get in, you must withstand the burning of the flames. No wonder Ao Fan can't get close.
Even if Huode Xingjun comes here, he will not be able to resist. Only Suzaku and Golden Crow who are naturally immune to flames can enter safely.
No wonder the other party said he wanted to help.
"I'll try."
Jiang Wenming took a step forward, ready to try the Flame Demon Fire.
"Your strength is still too low. Although you have the blood of the Golden Crow, you may not be able to withstand the flames in front of you."
Zhen Yuanzi stretched out his hand to stop him.
"Besides me, it is more dangerous for others to go in. I have the Demon King's Body Refining Technique, and I may be able to withstand the fire of the Flame Demon."
"The Demon King's Body Refining Technique? Which level is it?"
Zhen Yuanzi's eyes lit up and he asked quickly.
"Fourth level, just stepped into the bone forging realm."
Jiang Wenming did not hide anything and spoke out about his realm.
"Fourth floor? Please wait for us a moment."
Zhen Yuanzi hesitated for a moment, turned around and said to Ao Fan, then grabbed Jiang Wenming and disappeared directly.
"Uncle, where are we going?"
Jiang Wenming didn't know why Zhen Yuanzi suddenly took him away.
"Come back to Wuzhuang Temple with me, I'll give you an advantage."
Zhen Yuanzi glared at Jiang Wenming angrily.
"Wuzhuang Temple? Could it be..."
Jiang Wenming's eyes suddenly lit up, and he seemed to have guessed something.
Could this cheap uncle in front of me take him to pick ginseng fruits?
The more I think about it, the more possible it becomes.
The two flew extremely fast, and returned to the Wuzhuang Temple in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons in just half an hour.
Tamamo Mae, who was supervising Chen Xiang's martial arts practice, sensed the sudden aura and rushed to greet him.
"Lord Demon Emperor, why are you back at this time?"
"Master, you are back."
Chenxiang also came forward.
"It's okay, I just came back with my uncle to get some things. Xingyu, do you want to come and learn more?"
Jiang Wenming said and winked at Chen Xiang.
Zhen Yuanzi:......
He really wanted to complain, are you being blind?
However, after knowing that the child in front of him was Chenxiang, his attitude towards Chenxiang became much more friendly.
After all, he is the nephew of the Jade Emperor and the nephew of Erlang Shen. He does not look at the monk's face but the Buddha's face, so he has to look after him at least once.
"Hey, I owe you, so come with me, little kid."
Zhen Yuanzi glared at Jiang Wenming, then waved to Chenxiang.
Chenxiang didn't know what happened, so she stupidly walked behind Jiang Wenming.
"What are you still doing? Why don't you quickly thank Immortal Zhenyuan!"
Jiang Wenming slapped Chen Xiang on the back of the head and said with hatred for iron.
"Ah? Oh! Thank you, Immortal Zhenyuan."
Although Chen Xiang didn't know why his master asked him to thank Zhen Yuanzi, who made him his master?
Whatever the master says is right, all he needs to do is follow it, and he will not harm himself.
"Oh, you kid, you're not taking advantage of me, you don't look like a demon king at all!"
Zhen Yuanzi sighed, feeling tired.
"Hehe...it's all about the Demon King's pretensions that my family wants. Those pretensions are for outsiders to see."
Jiang Wenming smiled, and his words were like a nephew acting coquettishly to his elders.
Chen Xiang's eyes widened and he looked at the flattering master in front of him with some disbelief. Is this still the Demon King in his impression who wanted to take back China by himself?
Getting excited?
"What are you looking at? Although I have become your master, I am still a child in front of my elders!"
Jiang Wenming glared at Chen Xiang and raised his hand to give him a big dick.
"Today, I will teach you a lesson. In front of your elders, you must learn to be miserable. Only children who can cry will get candy. Do you understand?"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah!"
Chen Xiang looked at Jiang Wenming with admiration and said that he had learned it.
Zhen Yuanzi:......
"Next time you say this, why don't you carry someone behind your back? Pindao is still here!"
