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Fang Longye glanced at Zhou Za with his spiritual sense, and brushed Long Xuan like a breeze, as if it was just incidental.

It didn't startle her in the slightest.

In fact, inside, he had already paid a lot of attention to her.

It seemed that Fang Longye was looking at the group of Dragon Palace soldiers above the sky with a very interested look.

In fact, even three points of attention did not stay on the Dragon Palace warship.

According to his previous calculations, it was impossible for Ao Chun to bring him such a catastrophe. The object of suspicion naturally fell on Long Xuan, the dragon girl whom he didn't know the details of.

Therefore, no matter how Long Xuan used the secret method to reduce his sense of existence, it would be useless.

On the contrary, her actions fell into the eyes of Fang Longye, a caring person, and confirmed his conjecture.

"Beautiful face is a disaster!"

Fang Longye sighed secretly.

Seeing Long Xuan's behavior, how could Fang Longye not understand that the chick in front of him clearly treated Ao Chun as a leader.

"It seems that these two are not the same way!"

"By the way, have I offended this chick?" Fang Longye was puzzled.

Even though Long Xuan tried her best to hide her emotions, Fang Longye still saw an extremely complex color in her eyes.

Among these colors, there is resentment, hatred, and disgust... It is very complicated.

Seeing her pretending to be nothing to do with her, Fang Longye didn't expose it.He wished he could disperse the enemy's strength!
Therefore, he has never understood what those people who treat the enemy without thinking of a final decision, but want to test them in every possible way, think?

Shaking his head secretly in his heart.

He looked at the Dragon Palace soldiers who had already driven the warship to land on the sea.Good guy!There are quite a few people~
Look at the greedy Peng Demon King.

The sea and the sky meet, and the sky is filled with the same color.

The cold light poured into the wave, and when the wind blew, the ripples rustled, circled and dizzy, and spread in all directions.

The battleship of the Dragon Palace fell from the sky, stirring up huge waves that overlapped in circles, echoing layer by layer.

As the white waves rolled, thousands of Aquarium warriors emerged from the warships, separated from the tide, and formed a large formation from far to near.

The ones in the front are all riding mounts, covered in full body armor, and carrying long spears.

Then, there are infantrymen, all holding well-crafted weapons, shining coldly and full of murderous intent.

Thousands of troops and horses emerged from the warships and lined up on the sea, neat and orderly.

Not only the surface of the sea, but even the bottom of the sea made waves.

Looking from top to bottom, you can see the sea area under your feet, the sparkling water diffuses, and it is vast for thousands of miles.

On the bottom of the sea, there are various and lifelike underwater creatures emerging in various poses and with different expressions.

Form an inexplicable formation.

Just now.

woooooo~
The Dragon Palace battleship uttered a wild and ancient horn sound, which was heard from afar, shaking all around, and then bursting into glory, quickly lifted into the sky, suspended in the sea of ​​clouds.

Then, the monks on the battleship continued to pour mana into the battleship.

With this warship as the core, the formations and barriers arranged earlier on the sea surface and the bottom of the sea light up one after another, forming a continuous piece and arranged in combination.

Thousands of golden lights burst out, and the sound of water waves continuously draws the power of the sea to bless everything.

It attracts waves all around, eloquently.

All of them are combined together, and the sound of swords, guns, swords and halberds is faintly heard, colliding with each other, shaking the sky.

These actions and instructions may seem cumbersome, but in fact they are nothing more than a flash of effort, and they have been completed before anyone can respond.

Fang Longye only felt a heavy weight on his shoulders, and a strong pressure came, as if his shoulders were carrying the whole world.

"Array? Hehe~"

Fang Longye looked at Zhou Za, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals, and the captain Jing Shuai, and sneered.

At this time, more than a dozen people floated up in the air, wearing armor and holding blades, and halos of various colors rose around.

All belong to the best of the Golden Immortals.

Obviously, these comrades from the East China Sea Dragon Palace also know that crowd tactics are useless, and the real decision of victory or defeat depends on the fight between the strong.

"To deal with me, a real fairy, you need such a lot of effort, little boy?"

Fang Longye chuckled and glanced at Ao Chun.

Without waiting for his reply, he immediately turned his head and said to the eager Peng Demon King, "Huntian, it's up to you!"

"Don't worry! Brother Fang~"

Demon King Peng patted his chest, and then smiled ferociously at the Dragon Palace.

Then, with a sway of his body, he disappeared directly from the spot, came into the air, turned into the real body of the roc, and spread his wings across the sky.

The head of the peng is lifted up, as big as a hill, and the brilliance is shaded all around.

His head was stretched forward, and his bloody mouth opened wide, piercing through the heavens and the earth, which was unimaginably large.

With just one movement, an unimaginably terrifying suction force is released, which is hard to resist.

Looking from top to bottom, it seems that a vortex black hole appeared out of thin air, swallowing everything.

In just a split second, he devoured all of his eyes.

There were even two weaker golden immortals, who had no time to react, and were caught by the claws of the Peng Demon King, and fell into the stomach one by one, turning them into energy for digestion.

The wind blows the clouds, the big waves wash the sand, the sky and the earth are empty.

Only a few generals of the rank of true immortals survived under the protection of the remaining golden immortals in Dragon Palace.

From the time when the Peng Demon King nodded in response to Fang Longye, to swallowing the soldiers of the Shui Tribe all over the mountains and plains, the whole process was inconceivably fast.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Ao Chun, who was full of confidence, might have thought that the scene of the aquarium soldiers all over the sea and sky was a mirage, and now it's just a return to the original.

But Ao Chun knew that it was not a mirage at all.

Under his own order, the group of elite soldiers brought out of the Dragon Palace were indeed instantly swallowed by the ferocious Pengniao monster in front of him, and became food in his belly!

"you--"

Ao Chun was struck by lightning, his face was livid, he pointed at Peng Demon King and Fang Longye, gritted his teeth and said, with an indelible hatred in his voice, "You, you—"

Obviously, he was too angry to speak.

This is not to blame for anything else, but he relied on his status as the eighth prince to mobilize this group of soldiers.

He was to blame for what happened.

It will definitely greatly affect his status in Dragon Palace.

Just because, in the four seas, thanks to the sowing ability of the dragon kings, there are many dragons and dragons.

Just as there are outstanding people who are not good enough, there will be dudes, there are people who get along like brothers, and there will be people who don't deal with each other.

Thanks to his Qinglong bloodline, Ao Chun has quite a status in the East China Sea Dragon Palace, and his brothers have long been dissatisfied.

Now that this incident happened, it gave people an excuse to make trouble.

In fact, this is quite normal.Don't look at the unity of the Dragon Clan on the outside, the filth inside is not much smaller than other forces.

It is impossible for any major forces to live in harmony without any conflicts.

A family of three is noisy, let alone others?

Thinking of this, Ao Chun not only hated Long Ye and Peng Mo Wang to the bone, but even started to turn around and hate Long Xuan.

"A beauty is a disaster! If it weren't for her, how could I act so recklessly?"

"It made my position in Dragon Palace unsafe!"

In fact, when the Demon King Peng devoured a group of Dragon Palace soldiers, Ao Chun's mind was twitched. The scenes of getting along with Long Xuan before appeared one by one in his mind, and many details that he hadn't noticed at that time came to his mind, and he immediately recalled them.

To get to this point by myself, Long Xuan's persuasion is absolutely indispensable.

Thinking about it carefully, Princess Longxuan's revenge on him is so caring, how abnormal!

There is definitely her own purpose in it.

It's a shame that I didn't see through it the first time.

Immediately, she looked towards the Xuankong Treasure Pavilion where Long Xuan was, and looked at it with hatred.

However, Long Xuan didn't respond to his gaze, but just stared at the battlefield scene without squinting.

Even though Ao Chun reacted so strongly, the group of golden immortals who obeyed his order and led troops to ambush were even more furious when they saw the tragic scene of the Dragon Palace soldiers being ravaged by the Peng Demon King.

Even if Ao Chun acted presumptuously and got into trouble, he was the Eighth Prince after all. With the Dragon King of the East China Sea, no matter how serious the crime was, the punishment he received was not painless.

But they are different.

Although one of them, the Golden Immortals, belonged to the dragon clan, but there was no Dragon King Lao Tzu.

For the embarrassment of the East China Sea Dragon Palace, when His Majesty returns, they will have to eat good fruit.

What's more, these two true immortals are so powerful, and they must have strong backgrounds. This is for no reason to provoke a big enemy for the East China Sea Dragon Palace!

A golden fairy whose body is a one-horned dragon sent a sound transmission to his companions: "For the present plan, the only way is to take these two people down first. After His Majesty returns to the Dragon Palace, we will deal with it."

At that time, whether to make an apology, or what, is none of their business.

The companions nodded in agreement.

Seeing the remaining ten or so golden immortals, Peng Demon King communicated with each other.

I didn't bother to care about what they were talking about, so he chuckled lightly, and immediately flapped his wings and flew away, driving the wind around, humming quietly.

It seems that there is a kind of blue color, which gathers and permeates the world.

The wind from all directions gathers and accumulates behind the Peng Demon King, turning into thousands of little wings, colliding and whispering, all combinations, like knives and swords, can cut everything.

In the direction of the wind blade, the originally incredibly solid space seems to be turned into paper, and it can be torn wherever it goes.

It forcibly tore apart the space, disappeared from the spot, and when it reappeared, it was behind the one-horned dragon, poking its claws towards his back.

"what?"

The one-horned dragon didn't have time to react, the space behind it was torn apart like a picture scroll, and collapsed like a mirror, shattered into thousands and shot out in all directions.

After reacting again, I saw a huge gap in my chest, and my heart disappeared.

Of course, he was already in the realm of the Golden Immortal, so he wouldn't die just like that, at most he would be seriously injured.

Comforting myself in my heart, in a trance, my eyes were black, and a devouring force rushed towards my face.

Then fell into eternal sleep.

The Demon King roc let out a strange cry, maintained the real body of the roc, soared in the air, and laughed loudly: "The dragon meat of the golden fairy level is delicious and juicy."

Just sensing a gaze, the laughter stopped abruptly.

Fang Longye glanced at him, sensed Long Xuan's movement again, and said in his heart: "How can you be so restrained? This is going to be settled like melons and vegetables, why don't you do it?"

……

The burning side.

In mid-air, the Hanging Treasure Pavilion stands safely
Clouds live on it, the frost has not yet fallen, and it is crystal white.

The small window is half open, beautiful and natural, hanging down to the ground, brilliant and delicate.

The faint water light is dense, like moonlight, like water light, like snow color.

A cloud of haze, clustered around her side, covered Long Xuan's expression.

She stared at the movement on the field, anxious in her heart: "Why, this guy hasn't made a move yet?"

"The people in the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea are all useless! Not to mention what kind of tricks you used to force this guy out, don't you even have the strength to make him do it?"

Seeing that the thugs brought by Ao Chun were about to be crushed one by one, Fang Longye didn't even move a finger.

If not, she wanted to, and figured out Fang Longye's way before making a move.

Why do you think so much?
Fang Longye saw that there was no movement from Long Xuan for a long time, and he didn't care about it. He immediately shook his body and let go of his momentum.

The whole body is soaring, majestic, straight upward, and then slowly unfolds, colorful, and turns into flower buds one after another, all the size of a bowl.

After a while, the buds bloom, forming fairy flowers one after another, densely packed, densely packed, more than a thousand.

All the flowers gathered together, in clusters, trembling, beautiful and full of murderous intent.

Straight to the rest of the Golden Immortals of the Dragon Clan.

"You traitor to the Dragon Clan!"

Sensing his aura, Kunxiu, one of the Dragon Clan Golden Immortals, immediately erected his willow eyebrows, opened his almond eyes, and his skirt fluttered in the wind, like a war banner unfolding, pointing directly at Fang Longye with awe-inspiring murderous intent.

She gritted her teeth and said: "You are also a member of my dragon clan, and you are actually in the same line as the bird, so cruel to my dragon clan!"

The sound clanged and moved around.

"Ha ha--"

Hearing such accusations, Fang Longye laughed a few times, and then the laughter stopped abruptly. Then, he fixed his gaze on the Dragon Palace female fairy, and said, "Then what are you trying to find me for?"

Fang Longye scoffed at the words of the Dragon Palace fairy.In his opinion, isn't this "only state officials are allowed to set fires, and the common people are not allowed to light lamps"!

Is it amazing to be born in the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea?
Don't mention the relationship between the Dragons of the Four Seas and Fang Longye.

If someone kills me, I will kill him!
What's more, as a traveler, he doesn't feel that he is a dragon, so he has to care about the friendship of the same clan.

Especially this kind of nonsense that he is not allowed to fight back after being hunted down!
Speaking of which, he may be the least ethnically minded person in the world.

Whether it's a demon or a dragon, he only wants to be himself.

Below the self, all beings are equal.

Too lazy to talk too much with this sick mother dragon, Fang Longye flipped his palms, and the flames rose and condensed into a water pattern.

Then spread out into a line, twisted and stacked, turning like a mountain, like a wheel, like a seal, like a jade seal, and directly flattened towards her.

In the center, the dragon's head is raised, and the scales look like armor.

Fang Longye's blow landed, and the void burned, illuminating the surroundings. The scorching temperature was irresistible.

This kind of power is his own blood and supernatural powers, as well as the principles he has refined. The two are perfectly integrated and complement each other, thus producing such visions and powers.

Learning and using it flexibly does not necessarily require any specific moves.

No accident, no matter how the Dragon Palace female fairy resisted, she was still under this blow and lost her voice.

After that, he directly rushed to the group of Dragon Palace Golden Immortals who had already formed an formation, invincible in all directions, killing rampantly.

Sen Ran's murderous intent was as sharp as a sword, and it spanned thousands of miles, condensed but not dispersed.

Looking carefully, the murderous intent seems to be real, the inside of Zhou Zha is deep and the outside is frosty white, filled with pale light, from top to bottom, silently.

Whether it was Ao Chun, who was stern, or Long Xuan, who was refreshed, they couldn't help but look towards the battlefield.

I saw that the battlefield where the two sides fought was surrounded by thousands of halos intertwined, but they were clanging.

The voice is high or low, listening to the ears, continuous.

(End of this chapter)