"Who do you want to spare, Yinglong?" Prince Dong said calmly as he looked at the huge dragon head coming towards him.
The sound was not loud, but to Yinglong's ears, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue. When he saw Duke Dong, Yinglong's head buzzed and he suddenly paused.
Donghuang Taiyi? Ying Long almost shouted.
However, Duke Dong's cold eyes stopped Ying Long's words in his throat.
"No, no, it's impossible. The Eastern Emperor and the Heavenly Emperor have already died in the calamity. I saw it with my own eyes, I saw it with my own eyes!" Yinglong pointed at Duke Dong and said angrily.
"Who are you, dare to pretend to be Dong Huang? Who are you!" Ying Long's face instantly changed to a ferocious look.
Ji Xuanyuan looked at Duke Dong with surprise and said, "Uncle!"
Ying Long looked at Duke Dong ferociously, because there was a Qi-numbered golden dragon on top of Duke Dong's head, which only the human race and human totems could possess. Who is the person in front of me? He looks exactly like Donghuang Taiyi
"You are the totem of the human race, and you dare to pretend to be the Eastern Emperor!" Yinglong looked at the Eastern Prince fiercely.
But at this moment, Duke Dong showed a trace of satisfaction: "It is not in vain that I recognize you!"
Yinglong was the head of the five dragon gods inside when Emperor Jun and Taiyi opened the ancestral dragon tomb in the past. The other four dragon gods turned into the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas. They now live in the Dragon Palace of the Four Seas and protect the remaining dragon clans in the world.
Yinglong himself is unruly. If it weren't for Zulong's last words, Yinglong would not even surrender to the demon clan heaven.
It was Ying Long that Prince Dong believed that he would not be a minion of the saint, so he was willing to recognize him.
"You, you, I have seen with my own eyes that Dong Huang has...!" Ying Long still looked at Dong Wang fiercely.
However, Yinglong did not pounce on him, because in his heart, Yinglong really hoped that what he saw was true.
Prince Dong looked at Ying Long and pointed his finger. A ray of colored light shines directly between Yinglong's eyebrows.
"Nine Dragons Finger of Light?" Yinglong suddenly said in surprise, and then showed a look of ecstasy.
The Nine Dragons Light Finger is just a small spell, but it is a secret that is not passed down by the Dragon Clan. Emperor Jun and Taiyi opened the Ancestral Dragon Tomb and obtained countless Dragon Clan treasures. Yinglong bit the bullet and asked Taiyi to get back some Dragon Clan secret treasures. One of them Inside, there is the secret technique of Jiulong Light Finger, and Dong Huang inspected this secret technique in front of Ying Long and tried it.
Only Donghuang Taiyi and Yinglong knew about this matter. Naturally, Yinglong instantly determined the identity of the person in front of him.
"call!"
Yinglong instantly transformed into a human form.
"Donghuang, I see you again, Donghuang, you are not dead, you are not dead, that's great, Donghuang!" Yinglong suddenly knelt down and cried loudly.
Prince Dong allowed Yinglong to cry for a while before sighing slightly.
"They are all dead, they are all dead, Donghuang, I was lucky enough to escape because I was ordered by you to search for the Dragon Clan in the world and was not connected to the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation. Donghuang, they are all dead. It has been ten thousand years, ten thousand years, and I thought I would never see Donghuang again!" Yinglong cried sadly, but also ecstatically.
For ten thousand years, I have been hiding here and there, thinking that everything is over, but I don’t expect that Donghuang is still alive, still alive. Yinglong wanted to look up to the sky and scream wildly.
"Okay, now is not the time to cry!" Prince Dong said in a deep voice.
"Yes, Donghuang, there are still many dragons alive in our dragon clan. There are also a large number of dragons living in the Sihai Dragon Palace. Donghuang, what should we do!" Yinglong looked at Duke Dongwang excitedly, clenching his fists tightly.
"Immediately forget what happened when you saw me today. Also, this is my disciple, Ji Xuanyuan. From now on, you will help him secretly. Remember, don't show too much intimacy!" Prince Dong looked at Yinglong.
Yinglong looked at Ji Xuanyuan in front of him in surprise.
Upon seeing it, Yinglong was stunned.
If Dong Wanggong and Ji Xuanyuan were not involved, nothing would be known. But if they were involved together, Yinglong instantly discovered that the two of them looked similar. This Ji Xuanyuan was a disciple of Dong Huang. No, perhaps they could be even closer. Donghuang's son
"Yes, yes, I will obey the Eastern Emperor's order!" Yinglong said excitedly.
The appearance of Donghuang Taiyi seemed to suddenly light up a big lamp for Yinglong, who was gloomy in his heart. The bright Yinglong was filled with energy.
"Ji..., no, young master...!" Yinglong looked at Ji Xuanyuan, not knowing how to address him for a moment.
"Just call me Ji Xuanyuan!" Ji Xuanyuan said immediately.
"Okay, Ji Xuanyuan, I was so offended just now!" Yinglong immediately apologized to Ji Xuanyuan.
"It's okay. I'll have to rely on my seniors more in the future!" Ji Xuanyuan said politely.
"Don't you dare!" Yinglong said embarrassedly.
Duke Dong also looked at Ji Xuanyuan: "Yinglong is still trustworthy. Although ten thousand years have passed, I still believe in him. As for the others, if there are any remaining demon gods from the demon clan's heaven who are still alive, I can't believe it! Ten thousand years have passed. If it lasts too long, people’s hearts will change!”
"Yeah!" Ji Xuanyuan nodded.
Ying Long stood aside and looked at Duke Dong with gratitude.
Duke Dongwang believed in Yinglong, not just because of his character, but because Yinglong’s true allegiance was to Zulong! Zulong is dead? But, his body was gone. Yinglong also knew about this, so he obeyed Zulong's orders without hesitation. Not surrendering to the saints should be the pride in Yinglong's heart. In Yinglong's heart, no matter how strong the saints are, they can't compare to Zulong.
"I won't say anything else, just pretend you have never met me! Ji Xuanyuan, Yinglong can be trusted. Next, if you have any questions about practice, you can ask him!" Prince Dong looked at Ji Xuanyuan.
Ji Xuanyuan suddenly showed a look of reluctance. They had just met and they were about to be separated again
"Uncle, I just saw the disciples of the saint. What should I do if a disciple of the saint comes to show favor to me?" Ji Xuanyuan looked at Prince Dong.
"Even if you become a disciple, it's okay. Now, the first thing you have to do is to survive!" Prince Dong said solemnly.
"Yeah!" Ji Xuanyuan nodded.
"I'm going to attend Fuxi's Heavenly Performance Conference. You can also come and have a look then!" Prince Dong said solemnly.
"I will!" Ji Niannian nodded.
Dongwanggong fled and disappeared from the spot.
"Young Master, I will retreat first! Stab me with your sword!" Yinglong looked at Ji Niannian.
"I… !"
"Come on, otherwise no one will believe it!" Ying Long said eagerly.
"Uncle Yinglong, be careful!" Ji Xuanyuan nodded.
Hearing that Ji Xuanyuan actually called him uncle, Yinglong immediately dared not say anything, but he was overjoyed in his heart.
In the foggy water.
The big ship of the Dongwang tribe also stopped.
"King, where are you?" Bian shouted in horror.
Just when the fog started, Dong Wangong actually fell into the water. Suddenly, the people of the Dongwang tribe were frightened. There were many more that were salvaged from the water.
"I'm here, it's okay!" Prince Dong walked out of the water.
"I'm scared to death, Wang, just hope you're okay. The fog is too thick and we can't see at all!" Bian said anxiously.
"Since we can't see it, we won't go to the Xuanyuan tribe and continue our journey to the Fuxi tribe!" King Dong said openly.
"Okay, okay, I'll tell everyone to sail!" Bian immediately ordered.
Just as the Dongwanggong ship was sailing away from the heavy fog, a sound of dragon roar suddenly came from the thick fog.
"Ang~~~~~~~, little one, you dare to hurt me with this sword! No, it's a disaster!" Ying Long shouted.
"Boom!"
There seemed to be bursts of roaring sounds coming from inside, like a heavy blow to a dragon.
Yinglong immediately fled, and the fog slowly dissipated.
The heavy fog dissipated, and Ji Xuanyuan was seen clutching the Xuanyuan Sword, covered in blood, but arrogant. This scene made countless people from the Xuanyuan tribe look excited.
Just now, those were great immortals and evil dragons, but they were actually repelled by Ji Xuanyuan? Although there is help from Heavenly Tribulation, it is not comparable to ordinary people.
"Okay, I have drawn the Xuanyuan Sword, but is there anyone still dissatisfied?" Ji Xuanyuan looked at the tribe members.
"Meet the king!" Countless people who were originally loyal to Ji Xuanyuan shouted excitedly.
"Meet the king!" Those who originally provoked Ji Xuanyuan had to surrender.
"boom!"
In an instant, the aura of Huanglong swimming above Ji Xuanyuan's head surged, and he recognized Ji Xuanyuan more and more.
Gaining the strength of the human race, Ji Xuanyuan grabbed the Xuanyuan Sword and immediately took full control of the entire tribe.
In the sky in the distance, Zhao Gongming's face turned ugly for a while: "Heavenly catastrophe? Empress Nuwa is really far away. She severely injured Yinglong. Is this a warning to us? Humph!"
The depressed Zhao Gongming could only watch Ji Xuanyuan grasping the Xuanyuan Sword, but he did not dare to think about it anymore.
Who would dare to snatch the sword that has been almost locked by Qi and has Empress Nuwa's attention
"Hmph!" Zhao Gongming snorted coldly.
Turning his head, Zhao Gongming looked in all directions of the flood.
"Eh? Where's Prince Dong's ship? Over there!" Zhao Gongming's eyes lit up.
Continuing, Zhao Gongming followed Dongwang Gong's boat.
Ji Xuanyuan obtained the Xuanyuan Sword, and the news soon spread to Zixiao Palace.
Xuanyuan Qiu is, after all, the place where many saints focus their attention.
The Saint of Yuanshi immediately pinched his fingers when he heard the report coming from below. After pinching for a while, the Yuanshi Saint had an ugly look on his face: "Is Nuwa really guarding her to the death? In the human world, she doesn't give us any calculations?"
The Supreme Being on the side said in a deep voice: "Xuanyuan Sword? It should be the sword of He Zu. I don't know if He Zu also died that year. This sword was originally reserved to attract the remnants of the Demon Court, but I didn't want to be killed by this mortal. Gotta go!”
"Elder brother, do you think there is something wrong with Ji Xuanyuan?" Yuan Shi frowned.
The Supreme Leader shook his head, indicating that he was unclear.
"Guangchengzi!" Yuanshi looked at a respectful disciple in front of him.
"Master!" The disciple said respectfully.
"Go to the Xuanyuan tribe, accept Ji Xuanyuan as your disciple, and bring him back to show me!" Yuan Shi looked at Guang Chengzi.
"Ah? Master, human race, I don't dare to interfere. Yinglong was severely injured by Nuwa Empress's forbidden law of heaven. I'm going to...!" Guangchengzi suddenly smiled bitterly.
Accept him as a disciple? It was impossible to do it, and Yuanshi was a little impatient.
However, Yuan Shi was cautious by nature, and even if Ji Xuanyuan seemed to be fine, he did not want to let go of any hidden dangers.
"Then you go to the Xuanyuan tribe and temporarily assist Ji Xuanyuan. By the way, you can carefully inquire about everything about Ji Xuanyuan. Is there any problem?" the Yuanshi Saint said solemnly.
"Yes!" Guang Chengzi responded.
Guangchengzi left, and Tongtian frowned and said: "Second senior brother, you are too careful. Isn't this tiring? Do you think there is still a possibility for the remnants of the demon clan to resurrect?"
"I don't know, but I always have a feeling that if we kill the two Lich clans, the cause and effect caused by the resentment between the two clans will sooner or later be counted on us again!" The Yuanshi Saint said solemnly.
"If both clans are destroyed, what's the use of no matter how great the cause and effect is?" Tongtian said disdainfully.
Yuan Shi shook his head and said nothing more, but his brows did not loosen.