Chapter 1320: A Guest in the West Sea

Recalling the past, Lan Chaofeng also sighed.

Xiao Chen asked curiously: "Senior, what color was the Emperor's Road back then?"

Lan Chaofeng smiled: "If you tell me, you won't believe it."

"what colour?"

"Golden Emperor Road, with 3,000 hurdles, every step you take is like carrying a hill on your back, and the gravity has changed."

Xiao Chen couldn't believe it, the God Emperor Abandoned from the Golden Emperor Road had reached the Supreme Realm. Lan Chaofeng, how could he not even be a king? It's unbelievable.

Lan Chaofeng smiled wryly and said: "I know you don't believe me. I have brought on myself to end up today. I have killed too many people, and I am riddled with crimes. Nine heavenly thunder disasters will make people desperate. Let me remind you, kid, The way of heaven is fair, don't commit too many sins, there will always be retribution."

Xiao Chen was startled and asked, "What is sin?"

"Sin is something that can be checked in the Immortal Era, but it is a bit vague now. But it definitely exists. Torturing mortals, slaughtering the weak, and cultivating evil skills will all cause sins."

Lan Chaofeng smiled: "You don't have to worry too much about this. Generally, only those evil cultivators and killers like me are riddled with crimes. Killing those heinous people and those who attack you will not cause any harm. sin."

During the conversation, Elder Qin had already broken through the calamity of fire. The Emperor's Gate was only three hundred steps away from him, and he could clearly see every tiny pattern on the door.

But the next three hundred steps will be even more terrifying when wind and fire come together, and that is the real test.

Lan Chaofeng said lightly in his heart, Lao Qin, I hope Xiao Chen has won it for you, whether you can pass it depends on your luck.

On the highest pavilion of the West Sea Dragon Palace, Ao Lang gazed into the distance, and the direction of his gaze was the island where Elder Qin was crossing the catastrophe.

This place is tens of thousands of miles away from that island, even if he is the king, he can't see it.

But once the blood-clothed guard succeeds, the self-explosion will affect the road of the emperor, and the vision of heaven and earth caused by the failure of crossing the catastrophe, even if separated by tens of thousands of miles, he can clearly see it.

After waiting for a long time, the expected explosion never happened, which made him seem agitated.

"Why didn't it explode!"

After a while, he seemed a little restless, wondering if something unexpected happened. But after thinking about it, he thought it was impossible, ten Martial Emperors blew themselves up, even if Lan Chaofeng was present, they couldn't stop them all.

And as long as one person succeeds in self-explosion, it will affect Elder Qin to cross the catastrophe. If there are more successes, even Lan Chaofeng and Xiao Chen will be injured.

If you are lucky, you can even bring out Xiao Chen's catastrophe in advance.

Boom boom boom!

There was a sound of footsteps below, and a person hurriedly walked out of the stairs and said, "Dragon King, the ten life slips on Bloody Island are all broken."

"What!"

Ao Lang roared angrily, glaring at him, frightened the kneeling man, trembling, not daring to raise his head.

The blood-clothed guards are his trump card, each of them is regarded as a treasure by him, you must know that a dead soldier has to be cultivated from a young age, no matter how many decades? It can't be cultivated in ten years, and one death will be one less.

Now he actually told him that all ten life slips were broken, that is to say, all ten people who went out to destroy Elder Qin's crossing robbery were all dead.

But this is not the point, these ten people were sent to die. The point is, he didn't see the fluctuation of the vision of heaven and earth at all, that is to say, Elder Qin is still going through the tribulation, and his loss was wasted.

Heart is bleeding, this is really unacceptable.

Xue Yiwei is so strong, brave and not afraid of death, much stronger than ordinary Martial Emperors, looking around, which Martial Emperor in this world would dare to blow himself up casually.

"Damn, what's going on?"

Ao Lang's eyes flickered, and after he calmed down, he kept analyzing in his mind, but he couldn't think of a reason.

A foolproof game, why would it fail?

"Report, His Royal Highness the Dragon King, Goddess Tian Youxi and the two holy sons, come to ask for an audience." Another person came to pass the message.

Ao Lang waved his hands impatiently and said: "No, I said a long time ago that the gods will never be allowed to build temples on the islands controlled by the Dragon Palace in the West Sea."

After King Lei disappeared, the power of the Protoss expanded rapidly, and the Protoss could be seen everywhere in the Kunlun Realm.

In Star Sea on this day, there are also many forces, under pressure, or want to get benefits. They allow the protoss to build temples and statues of gods in their own forces, and receive the power of faith.

However, the West Sea Dragon Palace has a deep background, and the Four Seas Dragon Palace can take care of each other. In this star sea, they are not afraid of the pressure of the gods.

In addition, Ao Lang has the Blood Clothes Guard, so he has more confidence, and has never agreed to the request of the Protoss.

"Wait a minute!"

Suddenly, Ao Lang thought of something: "You mean, are you talking about the two sons of the Martial God Palace?"

"That's right, the White Tiger Holy Son Xia Houjue, Xuanwu Holy Son Feng Wuji are all there, but the God Son Emperor is everywhere, only Goddess Tian Youxi."

There was an inexplicable smile on Ao Lang's face: "Interesting, the Three Holy Masters have been unable to deal with Ying Zongtian. It seems that they are in a hurry, and they actually walked together with the people of the Shenzu. Isn't this leading wolves into the house? I'll go see, What kind of idea do these juniors have?"

Everyone knows that before King Lei disappeared, he handed over the inheritance token of the Martial God Palace to the patriarch of the Haotian School, Ying Zongtian. The Three Sacred Lands could not accept it.

It's just that although the Three Sacred Lands have the upper hand, they have been unable to win the Haotian School for a long time, causing the street to be stuck. [,! ].

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In the main hall, Goddess Tianyouxi and the three holy sons are waiting leisurely while sipping tea.

Xiahou Jue said: "Will you agree to this wave? The West Sea Dragon Palace, although it has declined in recent years, is still an old-fashioned force with a deep foundation."

Feng Wuji also said suspiciously: "Besides, I heard that he has always been asking you to reject your protoss before."

Goddess Tian Youxi had white hair and a detached aura, and said with a slight smile, "One moment is another moment, not to mention there are two of you here this time, with his wily and calculating personality, he will definitely be able to taste the deep meaning in it."

"Hahaha. The Goddess is coming from afar, and I am sorry to welcome you, please forgive me!"

Amidst the loud laughter, Ao Lang stepped forward and sat in the middle. The loss of the ten blood-clothed guards showed no suspicion on his face.

"I have seen the Dragon King of the West Sea!"

Xia Houjue and Feng Wuji cupped their hands and said, no matter what, Ao Lang is the predecessor of these people.

Ao Lang said with a smile: "The names of the two holy sons are also very familiar to me. After returning from the Starry Sky Battlefield, it is said that some Martial Emperors are no longer the opponents of the two."

His gaze was like a torch, and he could see the difference between Xia Houjue and Feng Wuji, and those holy sons of Tian Xinghai at a glance. The breath on his body was thicker and heavier, and most importantly, there was an extra sharpness and hostility. Only by killing can one be trained.

Compared with Tian Xinghai's holy son, he is much stronger. Compared with his most valued son, Ao Feng, he is even more needless to compare, and the more he compares, the more sad he becomes.

Why did I give birth to a useless son, who was of no use and caused trouble for myself.

"polite."

Hearing Ao Lang's flattery, Xia Houjue and Feng Wuji both seemed quite calm, the years of experience in the Starry Sky Battlefield had long smoothed out the glitz on the two of them.

Tian Youxi put down his teacup, and said calmly: "Time is very tight, I can't talk more with Senior Bo, so I will go straight to the point. I came here this time for no other purpose, just to let Xihai Dragon Palace join the Shinto League. Senior Bo You must also know that the current chaos is just an appearance, and the real catastrophe is still far away."

"When the catastrophe comes, there is no other way but to fight against the enemy together."

Ao Lang was a little puzzled, he understood what Tian Youxi said, the current chaos was indeed just an appearance, but he had never heard of what kind of organization the Shinto League was.

Tian Youxi explained: "The Shinto League has just been established. It's normal for seniors not to understand. Let me briefly explain. And more than 70% of the ninth-rank sects in the Kunlun Continent."

Ao Lang gasped when he heard the words, no wonder Youxi had no intention of saluting when he saw him this day, even the two Holy Masters were only polite.

Compared with this colossal Shinto League, his West Sea Dragon Palace is pitifully small and vulnerable. But luckily, he still has a treasure master and a blood-clothed guard behind him. After all, he still has some trump cards.

"By the way, the most mysterious treasure master in the Tianxinghai has already agreed to join the Shinto League. It was negotiated by Qitian Shenhuang himself, but the treasure master didn't ask for any position."

boom!

In his mind, he seemed to think of a thunderbolt, Ao Lang shook his hand holding the teacup, and the teacup fell on the table with a clatter.

This last piece of news touched him so much that even the treasure master he thought was the most mysterious joined the Shinto League.

Tian Youxi smiled and said, "Senior, what's wrong?"

Ao Lang came to his senses and said: "It's okay, it's okay, can you allow me to think about it."

Tian Youxi refused: "No, I don't have time to waste here, it doesn't matter if Senior doesn't want to, the Shinto League will never force anyone, leave!"

Xia Houjue and Feng Wuji got up at the same time, without saying a word of nonsense.

This kind of situation directly forced Ao Lang into a hurry. Originally, he was preparing for Tianyouxi to make an offer, and then he was bargaining, but who knew that the others left immediately.

"Goddess, you don't need to leave in such a hurry. Our West Sea Dragon Palace can be regarded as a good scene. Let's stay for a few more days. I will discuss it with a few brothers and I will have an answer soon. The Four Seas Dragon Palace has always been a community. I really can't help it." Make your own decisions."

Ao Lang made a dodge, came in front of several people, and smiled slightly pleadingly.

Tian Youxi smiled and said: "The scenery of Tianxing Island is good, but we really have important things to do. The Dragon King slowly thinks about it, but after thinking about it, the sky in the western sea area may change."

Ao Lang's heart sank, he suddenly thought of something, and suddenly said: "How many people, did you come here because of the Longmen Elder's crossing the catastrophe?"

Tian Youxi smiled slightly: "That's right, this is a small gift from the Abandoned God Emperor after the Three Holy Masters agreed to join the Shinto League. The Qinglong King of the Dragon Gate has been arrogant for too long, it's time to suppress it, not everyone can be successful crossing the robbery."