Chapter 503: The Prince of Nanlong Palace (first chapter, 4K4)
In the cold Dragon Palace hall.
The insect monster's head was violently grabbed, and its facial features were dull. Only the corners of its eyes twitched slightly: "Hoo...ho..."
It seems that most of the drunkenness has faded away, but it still dares not completely wake up.
As the most trusted general under Ke Laosi, its strength is even higher than the three monsters in the Immortal Cave. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is Long Sun's personal bodyguard and the last line of defense.
At this moment, the insect demon could only stare at the figures around him in a daze.
Many of the big demons were surrounding Yunxiao Pavilion with it just before, but now they are staring at themselves quietly with their indifferent eyes. The blood floating all over their bodies exudes a strong aquatic atmosphere. .
It is simply unimaginable how many lives of the Shui Tribe were on the hands of these great monsters before they stepped into Longsun Palace.
"you--"
As soon as the insect demon opened his mouth, Wu Jun expressionlessly used his palm to strangle his neck.
The strength of the two is between equals.
But under the gaze of more than ten pairs of eyes, the insect demon did not even dare to have the slightest thought of resistance. His face flushed, and he instinctively made small struggling movements, fearfully turning his gaze to the ink on the throne. shirt figure.
The feeling of begging for mercy overflowed from his eyes.
It's not stupid, and it can tell at a glance who has the final say in this situation.
Although the young man's face was extremely unfamiliar, no matter how much the insect demon thought about it in his mind, he could not find out his identity.
But being able to mobilize so many great demons, the status of this young man in black shirt will definitely make everyone feel heartbroken.
If you want to survive, the only thing the other party can do is nod.
Everything is easy to discuss. They are Bai Yujing's great demons, and they are rare and strong even in the entire Hongze.
As long as he is not a mortal enemy or a madman, no one is willing to waste such help so casually.
"..."
Shen Yi didn't know when she had stood up, took a letter from the throne in her hand, and looked at the writing on it carefully.
After a moment, he raised his eyes slightly.
With a slight wave of his fair and slender fingertips, such an understatement seemed to be more effective than any decree. It simply and clearly pronounced the fate of these two great monsters.
Wu Jun withdrew his inquiring gaze and lowered his eyes to look at the insect demon in his palm.
The five fingers suddenly exerted force!
The golden pattern spread along the wrist to the fingertips, penetrated the other person's neck, and crazily penetrated into its body.
"Uh! Uh!"
The insect demon suddenly grabbed Wu Jun's arm, and the demonic power burst out in an instant, causing the opponent's wrist to shatter into pieces.
However, the face of this golden-striped turtle demon did not change at all. He just strangled the insect demon's throat with serious concentration and tried hard to suppress the whimpering in its throat.
This strange and silent scene made the entire hall feel chilly.
"Roar!"
The other big demon sitting opposite finally plucked up the courage and suddenly stood up, wanting to show off his demon body and fight these people.
However, before it could fully stand upright, seven or eight arms had already reached out and grabbed its joints, forcing it to kneel to the ground!
Boom——
The moment his knees made contact with the jade bricks, the hall shook violently, as if it was about to collapse.
The auras of eighteen Bai Yujing demons enveloped the two figures.
Under the pressure of various talents and supernatural powers, the two warriors under the dragon grandson were as defenseless as chickens. Their bones were broken inch by inch, their faces were stained with blood, and their eyes almost protruded from their sockets, looking both ferocious and desperate!
Click.
Wu Jun broke the insect demon's neck and watched the tall figure slide down from his arms like mud, and the body with residual warmth completely collapsed to the ground.
It rubbed its wrist casually, and then carried a series of ferocious-looking monsters to suppress the stones. It turned around neatly, with a face showing deep awe, clasped its hands in fists, and bent down to salute the young monk above the hall.
Although no one spoke a word and the hall was empty and silent, the scarlet spots on their stone bodies and the smell of blood that was so strong that it made people breathless still made this scene inexplicably terrifying.
The ink shirt swayed slightly.
Shen Yi closed her eyes and felt the breath on the letter.
The aura mark deliberately left in the letter clearly conveys the authentic flavor of a famous family.
According to common sense, let alone an aura mark, Shen Yi might not be able to recognize it even if the other party actually stood in front of him.
After all, he really didn’t know much about the Seventh Son of Nanhong.
But the coincidence is...he really knows this aura.
When I just left Nanyang Treasure Land, I had seen six stone Taoist tablets. Among them, the aura on the Taoist tablet belonging to the Tianjian Sect was exactly the same as the one on this letter.
Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected gain.
The hidden arrow that had worried Shen Yi at the beginning finally showed its true appearance at this moment.
There was no trace of joy or anger on his handsome face, as if he was calm as ever.
"Go ahead."
Shen Yi opened her eyes and tapped her chin.
Immediately, the eighteen figures quickly withdrew from the hall and dispersed at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye. It was not until they were far enough away that they suddenly released their aura!
This move was not because he suddenly went crazy and wanted to attract the attention of Dragon Palace.
But in the previous hunting, due to time constraints, the closer you get to the fiefdom of those Bai Yujing demon generals, no matter how decisive you are, there are countless creatures in the vast waters, and the news is still inevitable. spread out.
Even with Shen Yi's ability to carry the stone with him.
The eight-headed Bai Yujing Demon General only beheaded seven of them, but one of them still escaped with his life.
I don’t know how Ryugu will react.
But it's always good to distract them.
"..."
There was a bit of fierceness in Shen Yi's eyes, and she turned around and stepped into the depths of Longsun's palace.
Not only did he have to forcefully eat it, he also had to forcefully take it, and he also had to take it all back with him in the end!
After all, Ke Laosi is a grandson of the dragon at the same level as Long Zi. His collection can be equal to a smaller prince's treasure house.
Shen Yi took out his spear and blasted out the Azure Dragon Star-Breaking Spear!
The entire Longsun Palace was torn apart in an extremely brutal manner, and the tall beams were blown to pieces along with countless glazed lamps in the undercurrent.
All kinds of rare treasures showed their true appearance.
Shen Yi waved his hand casually, like a wind blowing through the remaining clouds, and put all the treasures into the ring.
It has to be said that perhaps the most useful magic weapon left to him by the Nanyang Sect is the Jade Ring of the Sect Leader. The vast space within it is simply perfect for him.
Do it all.
Shen Yi jumped up, and the stream of light came out, turning into a black light flying sword that landed at his feet, and flew towards the top of the water!
…
In the deepest waters of Nanhong, there are tall piles of smooth bluestones with clouds of water and grass on them. Compared with the white jade halls, they look extremely old and full of traces of time.
This is Nanlong Palace.
There is a yellow poisonous dragon with the purest bloodline entrenched inside it. It is said that when it jumps out of the water, even the fairy trees will wither.
At this moment, he is in the blue brick hall.
The fifth prince, Ke Shiliang, stood respectfully and carefully described what he had seen and heard along the way, as well as his various guesses about the reaction of the Immortal Sect.
Beside him, Ke Laosi knelt down on the ground with his family members, covering his dark red dragon scales with as many clothes as possible, and buried his head deeply in the ground.
What made the two of them so humble was not a living thing. It was just a huge yellow dragon stone carving coiled on the wall. It was not exquisite. Instead, the carving was very rough, as if it had been cut out randomly with sharp claws.
It is such a rough stone carving that seems to carry boundless domineering power, making people dare not raise their heads in front of it.
Below the dragon's belly is the entrance to a bottomless black abyss.
Whenever you try to take a look inside, you will be struck by a mind-numbing horror that is enough to break your heart.
"Father, this is what I said." Ke Shiliang said, his mouth was dry, but there was no response from the entrance of the black abyss cave, as if there was no living thing inside.
It seemed like it had been used to it for a long time, and it didn't show any strange color.
No one would doubt that my father might have died because of this.
A great demon comparable to a monk in the Hedao Realm dominates the Nanhong River Basin. Its fall will definitely affect all living beings in Nanhong.
"My son, please retire."
Ke Shiliang retreated slowly. Before leaving, he glanced at Ke Laosi next to him.
Most of the warriors under his command had been lost. If he wanted to show mercy to his father, send him a few more helpers, and continue to control the waters near Nanhong Seventh Son... he couldn't do it by just kowtow and admit his mistakes.
If it were those dragon grandsons who were qualified to inherit Nanlong Palace, there might be a chance to start over.
As for this wild beast...tsk.
Ke Shiliang walked away. It had already told its father about the banquet for the seven sons of Nanhong. What it had to do now was to keep an eye on the scent of the blood talisman.
Xiao Shisan is its son. Although his cultivation level is low, his talent is extremely high. He can even practice human spiritual arts. His achievements in the future will definitely be extraordinary, and maybe there will be a chance for his father to take advantage of him.
Now he died in vain.
My father would never sit idly by and ignore this.
As long as the Seventh Son of Nanhong is not allowed to use any means to dissolve the blood talisman, with this evidence, it is inevitable that the Seventh Son of Nanhong will pay the price.
Think about this.
Ke Shiliang carefully sensed the existence of the blood talisman.
After a moment, its eyelids suddenly twitched twice, and a bit of surprise and uncertainty gradually emerged in a pair of shining dragon eyes.
The person led by the blood talisman actually came out... and was not far from the water?
"How brave!"
Ke Shiliang never dreamed that he had just surrounded Yunxiao Pavilion, and people from the Immortal Sect would actually dare to chase after him with their noses in their faces? !
It directly took out the conch, without hesitation summoned the six generals Bai Yujing under his command, and roared: "Guard Nanhong for me! I want them to have wings and they will not be able to escape!"
I really feel that Nanhong is my own back garden, I can come and leave whenever I want.
Not to mention a few Taoists, even if any of the sect leaders came in person, they would not dare to make such bold statements.
However, the next moment, the uncertainty in Ke Shiliang's eyes gradually turned into a hint of panic.
"..."
The other side of the conch was silent, as if trapped in a dead zone.
None of the six Bai Yujing demon generals it relied on responded at this moment.
After an unknown amount of time, a panicked voice finally came from inside: "Your Majesty! They are rebelling, they are all rebelling!"
"Tell me word for word!"
Although he was in Nanlong Palace, Ke Shiliang still felt a little cold for no reason, and subconsciously increased his voice.
Wait until the big demon explains the matter in a panic.
Only a click was heard.
Ke Shiliang had unconsciously held the conch into a pile of powder, and his face was extremely pale.
Its subordinates have gathered together and are slaughtering another group of its subordinates.
These somewhat awkward words made Ke Shiliang feel sluggish.
Compared to Ke Laosi's impulsive recklessness, which killed three Bai Yujing generals for no reason, now he gave away five White Jade Demon generals without knowing it...
This is the help of the ten Bai Yujing. Even for the entire Nanlong Palace, it is a force that cannot be ignored.
In the end, I didn’t even know who was instigating the rebellion!
Ke Shiliang slowly stopped walking and looked towards the green brick Dragon Palace behind him. His breathing suddenly became much heavier: "..."
Xiao Si is right... this matter must be done by the Immortal Sect... and it must be done by the Immortal Sect!
At this moment, it is in the Nanfeng River Basin.
Eighteen strong breaths rising into the sky spread out everywhere!
Swiping towards the outside of the water from different directions.
For a great demon of this level, a thousand feet is only one step away.
But even so.
A certain Bai Yujing Demon Zhenshi looked at the water surface close at hand, but was still forced to stop.
His entire figure was frozen on the spot, and his strong arms, which were enough to turn the world upside down, were trembling crazily at this moment, but it was not because of fear, but to resist with all his strength the sight that suddenly enveloped him.
Just in the undercurrent not far away.
Wearing a crown, a figure about nine feet tall, with shoulders as broad as mountain peaks, walked slowly out.
He was seen wearing a gorgeous robe with a ferocious yellow poisonous dragon embroidered on it.
This vivid pattern corresponds to the calm face underneath Mianqi. Its mouth is slightly open, as if it wants to say something.
But he didn't make a sound, just because he saw something was wrong with this white jade stone.
The old dragon in gorgeous clothes suddenly lost the intention to ask questions, so he gently raised his arm, with withered fingers, and pointed at it casually with his sharp claws.
"Prince..."
Even though it was gifted by the demon's origin, this Zhenshi still instinctively called out the opponent's identity.
"Um?"
The Prince of Nanlong Palace didn't seem to expect that this thing could speak, or even seem to know himself.
It raised its eyebrows, but unfortunately it was too late as its fingertips had already clicked.
In an instant, the equally tall and strong Demon Zhenshi suddenly looked ferocious and turned into rubble without any room for resistance.
Click.
The scattered stones surged with the waves, and the Prince of Nanlong Palace took a piece of it in his palm at will.
The so-called spirit puppet, no matter how it is created, must be connected to its owner.
That's why it's unhurried from beginning to end.
But after a while.
The Crown Prince of Nanlong Palace frowned slightly, looking at the ordinary stone. There was no formation talisman on it, and there was no trace of a rare treasure at all.
There is only a faint smell of aquatic blood.
It thought for a while, and suddenly a white light appeared in its palm, wrapping the gravel in it.
at this time.
The Crown Prince of Nanlong Palace suddenly hissed, and his expression changed for the first time.
The gravel turned into a pile of blood powder, which was then washed away by the water waves, and the palm of its hand became bloody and bloody at some point, looking a bit scary.
A dead thing, after complete collapse.
He actually has the strength to hurt himself.
What's even more bizarre is that with its vision, it can't identify what the spirit puppet is driven by.
Could it be that forces other than Nanhong are at work?
"Ah."
The Crown Prince of Nanlong Palace raised his eyes to look at the water. Originally, he just received news from Ke Shiliang's general and came out to hang out.
Unexpectedly, I actually encountered something interesting.
Which monk is this, joking with Nanlong Palace?
It raised its head, and the cold dragon head slowly lifted its lips, revealing its snow-white sharp dragon teeth, adding a hint of ferocity to its luxurious and indescribable temperament.
"No matter who it is, I will let you know that this is not funny at all."
Following the words, the Prince of Nanlong Palace held his palm casually, and when he spread it out again, the scars on his palm had recovered as before.
This is the strength that a great demon comparable to the Hedao Realm should have.
It is also the terrifying background of the next Lord of Nan Hong.
(End of chapter)