Ao Qingyue asked: "Your Majesty the Dragon Saint, how should we deal with the mermaids?"
The Dragon Saint of the East Sea said calmly, "Since Fang Yun has gone there, the problem must have been solved. Don't worry. The ones who should be worried are the great scholars of Haiya."
When the dragons heard this, they nodded in succession. Even the terrifying force like the Za family was suppressed by Fang Yun and was defeated step by step. The great scholars of Haiya could only pray for good luck when they met Fang Yun.
"Your Majesty the Dragon Saint, the West Sea Dragon Palace seems to be particularly concerned about the opening of Dragon City this time. They seem to have already had a passage to Dragon City."
The Dragon Saint of the East Sea thought for a moment and said, "As early as more than ten thousand years ago, Ao Min was particularly concerned about the news of Dragon City. It is not surprising that the West Sea Dragon Palace is more well prepared than us. He is determined to obtain Dragon City. However, as a family of dragons, they will at least show some mercy. The only thing to be afraid of is those races."
The dragons were silent.
Ao Huang gnashed his teeth and said, "Although the poisonous dragon clan is troublesome, it is not difficult to deal with. Even the ancient monster is not a threat now, and there is a faint intention of reconciliation. But the Three Thousand Eyes and the Diao Hai Weng must be killed on sight."
When the dragons heard about the Three Thousand Eyes, their eyes were filled with hatred, but when they heard about the Sea Diao Weng, they were mostly filled with fear.
The Diaohaiweng clan is a race with similar strength to the Dragon Devouring Vine and Chen Yun, and can be called the nemesis of the dragon clan.
Demon world, Demon King City.
The Demon King was still wearing the metal armor that covered his entire body and sitting on the throne.
Compared to when he entered the Holy Burial Valley, his aura did not increase or decrease, as if he had gained nothing.
In the main hall, there was a small green dragon about ten feet long floating in the air.
"Demon King, are you finally recovered?" The little green dragon made a heavy voice, which was totally inconsistent with its small body.
"Your Majesty Ao Zhou is quite free and has come to visit my humble home just when Dragon City is about to open." Gu Xu's voice was filled with indifference.
Ao Zhou's clone said, "Have you made sufficient preparations to enter Dragon City over the years?"
"Where is the news, Your Majesty?"
"My real body is now in the lava sea. I know everything that the poisonous dragon clan knows." Ao Zhou said.
"You know so much, but how come you were so scared to death by Fang Yun's axe that you became like a stray dog and didn't even dare to go back to Changjiang?" Gu Xu asked back.
"presumptuous!"
The ten-foot-long little dragon gnashed its teeth in anger and scratched around with its four claws.
"I don't have time to chat with you, just say whatever you want to say."
Ao Zhou said, "Before his death, the Barbarian Sage left behind three strategies to deal with Fang Yun or any possible geniuses of the human race. The first strategy was used in the Jinshi Hunting Ground, the second strategy was used in the Three Valleys Battle, and the third strategy was to kill Chen Guanhai. Unfortunately, due to various coincidences, it could not be implemented and it evolved into a battle for Ning'an, where they were defeated in the end. The Barbarian Sage left a last word, saying that if all three strategies failed, it would mean that Fang Yun was no longer controllable and that all means must be used to kill him."
"I am aware of this matter and have been involved in it." Gu Xu said.
Ao Zhou continued, "However, after he came out of the Burial Valley, his momentum became even stronger, and we have to go all out. I ask you to put aside everything else and push the demon world to kill Fang Yun with all your strength."
"Now Fang Yuncheng has become the master of politics and has the full attention of the Holy Academy. As long as he is in the Shengyuan Continent, we have no chance of killing him." Gu Xu said.
"We have a chance! I have found a treasure. As long as we send someone close to Fang Yun, we can instantly move it to a designated place thousands of miles away. Then, we can kill him!" Ao Zhou said.
Gu Xu leaned forward slightly and asked, "How did you find such a treasure? In that case, it would be easy to kill him."
Ao Zhou said sternly, "No! We tried everything before, but we still couldn't kill Fang Yun. So, this time we must not underestimate the enemy, but also go all out. We must mobilize at least three semi-saints... No, at least four!"
"Since Fang Yun can be moved to the front of the Semi-Saint, one is enough." Gu Xu said.
"Your clone should have thought the same before he died." Ao Zhou said.
Gu Xu was silent for a while, then asked, "Which half-saints can you invite?"
"Ao Min, the Dragon Saint of the West Sea, and Lang Lu, the Lord of the Grass Barbarians, the former has a deep hatred for Fang Yun, and the latter once failed in his attack on Ning'an and hated Fang Yun to the core. I don't need to invite these two saints, as long as I tell them the plan, they will definitely agree. Therefore, you need to find two half-saints who are willing to take the risk of death. After all, once Fang Yun is killed, the saints of the human race will be completely furious, and I am afraid they will kill all the demon half-saints in the Shengyuan Continent at all costs." Ao Zhou said.
Gu Xu pondered for a while, then slowly said: "Four statues are not enough, I want three!"
Ao Zhou was overjoyed and said, "Okay, then when you come out of Dragon City, we will prepare for this deadly situation! Even if Fang Yun has extraordinary means, he will definitely die!"
"Well, tell me about my reward," said Gu Xu.
Ao Zhou laughed and said, "You are the Demon King, so you don't need anything. Forget about the reward."
"Why, you mentioned Longcheng, isn't it just to make me agree to you? Tell me, I want to see tangible benefits." Gu Xu said.
Ao Zhou slowly spit out a blue pearl and said, "How about the layout of the outer city of Dragon City?"
"Deal!" said Gu Xu.
Lava sea.
A huge square platform stands on the seabed, covering an area of thousands of miles, just like thousands of mountains filled up.
Two huge monsters were floating in the water, looking at the huge platform.
One is the blue dragon saint, and the other is the green dragon saint.
"Poisonous Dragon Saint, do you really want to bring this Dragon-Slaying Platform into Dragon City?" said Dragon Saint Ao Zhou.
The Poison Dragon Saint said in a sharp voice: "It would be fine if I did not enter Dragon City. If I went to Dragon City, I would definitely be regarded as a traitor by Dragon City. At the very least, I would be suppressed by force, and at the worst, I would be killed directly. However, if I carry this Dragon Slaying Platform, I can get away with it, and even use it to enter and exit various places in the city, gaining great benefits."
"You have a good idea, but if it is left in Dragon City, what will happen to the Poison Dragon Clan?"
"Hmph, now that I'm in Dragon City, I only want to protect myself. As for the rest, let's talk about it when I get back."
After the Poison Dragon Saint finished speaking, he opened his mouth and saw that the huge Dragon-Slaying Platform quickly shrank and finally entered his mouth.
A gleam of envy flashed in Ao Zhou's eyes.
West Sea Dragon Palace.
An old man in white clothes with horns on his head stood in front of a cemetery, muttering to himself.
"Cang'er, Wushan, this Saint is about to enter Dragon City to retrieve the treasure. After returning to the West Sea, I will use all means to kill Fang Yun, even if I have to do it myself!"
Qingguo, the old Taoju.
The two identical middle-aged men were still playing chess, but they suddenly stood up and then merged into one.
The man looked up at the sky.
"Dragon City?"
After saying that, the man disappeared from the spot and appeared in the Holy Courtyard, walking slowly. Surprisingly, only one person around could see him.
The man was thin and old, with a goat's beard on his chin. He had a slightly hunched back and walked slowly forward with his hands behind his waist.
The middle-aged man from Jiutaoju stopped and bowed slightly to the old man, saying, "Hello, Mr. Jinglong."
Wang Jinglong walked forward and said, "Mo Ju. Longcheng is dangerous. It's okay for an old man like me to go there, but you still have a lot of life ahead of you. Don't wade into this muddy water."
"The best years of my life? They've been taken away from me!"
Zong Moju took a big step forward.