Chapter 124: The True Dragon's Plot

Dragons have a wide range of friends, covering more than a dozen demon countries outside Yunzhou.

Many demon kings were invited to the Dragon King Banquet, and there were four of them ranked first.

One cow, one bear, one tree, and one dragon.

Ao Xun was a first-class dragon.

At this time, it was full of vigor and stood up in the shock of many demon kings, and hooked its finger at Zhou Yi, who had been so fierce.

"I have heard that Sanwu Zhenren is superb in swordsmanship. Please teach me!"

Hiss!

There was a gasp in the hall, especially from the human masters and Yunzhou demons.

As the saying goes, don't expose someone's shortcomings when scolding him. Everyone knows that Sanwu Zhenren is obsessed with swordsmanship, but his talent is a little bit worse!

Only Zhou Yi thought it was reasonable. After all, Sanwu was indeed extremely mysterious in swordsmanship when discussing swordsmanship that night.

Without the blessing of the Disha magic swordsmanship, he was able to create the Five Elements Swordsmanship and the Star Swordsmanship just by comprehension. His swordsmanship talent is unparalleled in the world.

"You are quite knowledgeable, you know the exquisite swordsmanship of my master, I will let you see it before I die!"

"Arrogant! Come outside to compete, so as not to disrupt the affairs of the palace."

Ao Xun escaped from the palace and turned into a purple dragon, a hundred feet long, like purple thunder winding over the Dragon Palace.

The sword light flashed under Zhou Yi's feet, and the sword escape method was as fast as flowing light.

"Thunder is coming!"

Ao Xun opened his mouth and spit out thousands of purple lightnings, covering the sky and covering the sky.

No matter how fast you escape, it is difficult to avoid all the thunder methods.

"This breath..."

Zhou Yi pointed his sword and was about to perform the Five Elements Swordsmanship, but suddenly thought of Sanwu in the palace.

I had shown the Five Elements Swordsmanship in front of Sanwu, so as not to be recognized, the sword changed, and thousands of sword qi appeared in the void.

Ten thousand swords return to the clan!

The Dagan Sword Sutra is widely circulated. The royal family prohibits it openly, and countless people practice it in secret.

Thunder was like the sea, and sword energy was like a river, crashing into each other.

Swish!

A hole a hundred feet long was broken in the sky above the Dragon Palace, revealing the bottom of the Luo River, and an infinite amount of river water flowed in.

Ang——

Ao Xun was surrounded by thunder, spewing out large thunderclouds.

Thunder roared, dark clouds rolled, and the sky above the Dragon Palace turned purple and black.

At the entrance of the Golden Dragon Palace.

Ao Jing and many demon kings stood on the left, watching the battle in the air with a smile on their faces.

Just wait for Sanwu to be defeated, and then defeat the fake immortal, and spread the reputation of the Dragon Palace.

Sanwu and the human cultivators were on the right, all of them looked horrified and unbelievable.

"Master, this thunder dragon's magical power is close to the power of heaven. I'm afraid Senior Sanwu is not a match for it."

"Please help me, Master, and save my uncle!"

"Senior Sanwu"

"..."

Sanwu cursed the old dragon for being shameless and bullying the younger generation. At the same time, he urged the Taoist Palace's treasures and was ready to save the counterfeit at any time.

Yunxiao Taoist Palace has a magic weapon inherited from the real immortal. As long as the old dragon does not take action himself, no one can stop Sanwu from leaving.

Above the Dragon Palace.

Ao Xun controls hundreds of acres of thunderclouds, and the terrifying power that is difficult to control makes it feel empty and floating.

Ang——

After several consecutive dragon roars, countless thunders fell from the clouds, black and white, purple and red, yin and yang, and five elements, like a violent storm.

Zhou Yi stepped on the sword light, and the ten thousand years of magic power turned into endless sword energy, and each sword energy shone with the light of stars.

From the ground, it seemed as if the Dragon Palace under the water was dotted with stars, running according to the mysterious trajectory, and turned into a river of stars.

"The sword of the river, come from the sky!"

Zhou Yi's voice was solemn and awe-inspiring.

The sword energy galaxy rolled up.

The thousands of thunders that were just fierce and fierce just now melted away in an instant, and the thunderclouds were cut by the sword energy, as if there was a big hole in the sky.

Although Ao Xun was a demon and had a somewhat arrogant personality, he had lived for hundreds of years and had already become a spirit.

Seeing the might of the sword energy galaxy, he knew it was not good, and he was far from being an opponent!

"Rumors misled me!"

Ao Xun cursed in his heart, and spit out dozens of magic tools and hundreds of talismans, blocking the sword energy river for a breath.

"I..."

Just when he took the opportunity to shout to admit defeat, the magic power in his body suddenly turned into a confinement, not only could he not say a word, but he couldn't even use the escape method.

The sword energy galaxy swept from beginning to end, leaving only a purple dragon bone in the sky, shaved clean and bright as new.

The dragon bones fell to the ground intact, with the empty eyes with big windows facing the monsters outside the hall.

"This old dragon is so insidious!"

Zhou Yi's mind raced, and he understood the cause and effect. Then he received the monster illustration reward, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

He looked down at the monsters, waved his sword finger, and the sword energy galaxy rushed over.

Roar--

Ang--

The monsters screamed in fear, and they all showed their original forms, performing various spells to escape.

A touch of golden light turned into a barrier, blocking the sword energy galaxy, and it shattered after a few moments.

Zhou Yi knew that the old dragon cast the spell himself, and waved his hand to disperse the sword energy, and fell behind Sanwu.

"Ancestor, I didn't embarrass you, did I?"

"Hmm--"

Sanwu took a breath, tried to maintain the image of a true immortal, and nodded slightly: "You did a good job, but you still have to be low-key in the future. People who practice Taoism must be calm and peaceful!"

The human cultivators on the side praised him, worthy of being a true immortal riding a cow.

The thunderclouds and sword energy in the galaxy were beyond the imagination of ordinary spiritual cultivation, but the true immortal was still so calm.

"Master, what you said is very true. I am grateful for your teaching."

Zhou Yi said again: "I have practiced swordsmanship, but I don't have a magic weapon..."

San Wu felt a chill on his back, stroked his beard, and took out a blue magic sword with heartache. As a result, the warning sign did not disappear, and he took out two more magic swords to eliminate the chill.

"Thank you Master for the reward."

Zhou Yi put away the magic sword and waited until one day Sanwu knew his identity, showed the magic sword, and killed him on the spot.

Sanwu twitched with heartache, looked at the embarrassed Ao Jing, and snorted coldly: "I don't know the importance of my actions. Is Mr. Long okay?"

"Nothing's wrong, thank you Immortal for your concern."

Ao Jing bowed and invited the human monks to enter the hall and take his place at the table.

After the storm.

The Dragon King's banquet continues, but all the guests' thoughts are no longer on the banquet.

Regardless of whether the host, General Turtle, was in full bloom, racking his brains to heighten the atmosphere, he could only end up with an awkward silence.

At the end of the banquet, there is no need to bring up old things again.

Ao Jing took the initiative to speak and swore sincerely: "The Luoshui Dragon Clan and the Daqian Dynasty have been the staunchest allies since ancient times. I will definitely abide by the laws set by Taizu Daqian and restrain the Yunzhou Monster Clan!"

"I swear this oath in blood and I will abide by it for the rest of my life!"

"Children can be taught!"

Sanwu summoned the sacred cow, jumped up, and disappeared in an instant.

After the real immortal left, the other guests left one after another. They were filled with gossip and felt uncomfortable. They had to find a friend to talk to.

Ao Jing sent all the guests away and looked at the messy main hall and the dragon skull facing the entrance of the hall.

The figure flashed and disappeared.

…

Deep in the Dragon Palace.

Ao Jing stood in the cave waiting.

This cave has a radius of a hundred feet and is bottomless.

After a moment, two golden eyes were first seen, and then a huge dragon head emerged from the cave.

Just one head is like a mountain peak rising from the ground, and Ao Xun's hundred-foot monster body is like a child in front of it.

The real dragon of Luoshui, Ao Lie.

"Father, didn't you say that Da Qian Qi is about to end and we must cut off the relationship as soon as possible?"

Ao Jing was promoted to Dragon Lord. The superficial reason was that he was the eldest son, but the fundamental reason was that Ao Lie wanted to get rid of Daqian.

Among the many dragon sons and grandsons, Ao Jing has always advocated a strong response to the human race, which coincides with Ao Lie's needs.

"A dynasty's Qi, just like a person's luck, is not static."

Ao Lie said: "Back then, Li Hong went to Tianyan Sect, and it was estimated that Da Qian could be passed down for fifteen hundred years. However, Guang Ming didn't know what kind of defying method he used to become a martial sage, and he could extend Da Qian for three hundred years."

"Now that old guy in Luo Jing is Guang Ming's biological son. When Guang Ming's life was about to end, he became a Martial Saint again."

Ao Lie's voice was like thunder, and after it spread for several miles, there was a formation that prohibited the manifestation from being isolated from the outside world.

"I asked you to contact the demon clan in the outer realm, not to form an alliance with them to overthrow Daqian."

"This method is just like attracting a wolf into the house. In the end, the benefits obtained are not as good as sharing Yunzhou with Daqian. Moreover, Yunzhou's human luck is at its peak, and a sword immortal is born, so there is no guarantee that Daqian will be able to live longer..."

Ao Jing nodded in agreement without refuting at all. Everything was guided by his father's will.

The human race has a prince for seventy years, so he can't help but rebel against his father.

The dragon clan has many princes for hundreds or thousands of years. Ao Jing has long thought that he would be lucky to become a dragon king before he died.

"Father, if Ao Xun dies in the hands of the human race, Liubo Island will definitely not let it go."

"Dagan is too stable, but it requires external force..."

Ao Lie nodded and said: "Taking advantage of this chaotic situation, to investigate the opportunity of the martial saint left by Guangming, you may be able to retreat from the reverse scale, obtain the true dragon, and ensure the inheritance of Luoshui Dragon Palace."

Whenever Ao Lie mentioned Da Gan, blood lines would appear on the golden scales, and his breath would fluctuate and become disordered.

The blood curse cast by Taizu Daqian has not been eliminated even after two thousand and five hundred years.

The dragon clan has a long lifespan, but it is not really immortal. Ao Lie must create another real dragon to guard the dragon palace before he dies.

Ao Jing couldn't help being surprised. My father, the king, had thousands of sons and grandsons, and he really loved me the most.

"Father, is there any trace of chance now?"

"Guang Ming's life achievements are all in the Demon Slayer Division!"

Ao Lie's eyes flashed through scenes, including the Demon Slayer Division established by Emperor Guangming.