Begin immortality by slaying demons.

Chapter 503: The Crown Prince of Nanlong Palace (First chapter, 4K4)

In the cold and gloomy Dragon Palace Hall.

The insect demon’s head was grabbed by the fist, its facial features were wooden, only the corners of its eyes twitched slightly: “Huh… Huh…”

The drunkenness seemed to have mostly faded away, but it still didn't dare to sober up completely.

As the most trusted general under Ke Laosi, its strength is even higher than the three monsters in the Immortal Cave. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is Longsun's personal bodyguard and the last line of defense.

At this moment, the insect demon could only stare blankly at the figures around him.

Many of the big monsters had just been besieging Yunxiao Pavilion together with it, but now they were staring at him quietly with indifferent eyes. The blood plasma floating around their bodies exuded a strong aquatic scent.

It is simply hard to imagine how many lives of aquatic creatures were on the hands of this group of big monsters before they stepped into the Dragon Grandson Palace.

"you--"

The insect demon just opened his mouth when Wu Jun grabbed his neck with his palm expressionlessly.

The strength of the two is comparable.

But under the gaze of more than ten pairs of eyes, the insect demon did not even dare to have the slightest thought of resistance. His face flushed red and he instinctively made slight struggles. He cast his eyes fearfully at the figure in black shirt on the throne.

A plea for mercy filled his eyes.

It's not stupid and it can figure out who has the final say in this situation at a glance.

Although the young man's face was extremely unfamiliar, no matter how hard the insect demon thought in his mind, he could not find out the other party's identity.

But the status of this young man in black clothes, who can mobilize so many powerful monsters, must be enough to make everyone tremble with fear.

If you want to live, you have to get the other person to nod.

Everything can be discussed. They are great monsters from Baiyujing, and they are rare and powerful even in the whole Hongze.

Unless it was a life-and-death feud or a madman, no one would be willing to waste such help so casually.

"..."

Shen Yi stood up at some point, took a letter from the throne, and carefully examined the words on it.

After a moment, he raised his eyes slightly.

The white and slender fingertips waved lightly, and such a casual action seemed to be more effective than any decree. It simply and clearly sentenced the fate of the two big monsters.

Wu Jun withdrew his inquiring gaze and lowered his eyes to look at the insect monster in his palm.

Five fingers suddenly exert force!

The golden pattern spread from the wrist to the fingertips, pierced through the opponent's neck, and penetrated into its body frantically.

"Uh! Uh!"

The insect demon suddenly grabbed Wu Jun's arm, and the demonic power burst out in an instant, causing the opponent's wrist to shatter into pieces.

However, the golden-patterned turtle demon's expression did not change at all. He just focused on strangling the insect demon's throat, trying to suppress the whimpering sound in its throat.

This eerily quiet scene made the entire hall feel chilly.

"Roar!"

The other big monster sitting opposite finally mustered up the courage, and stretched out its body, wanting to reveal its monster form and fight with this group of people.

However, before it could stand up completely, seven or eight arms reached out, grabbed its joints, and forced it to kneel on the ground!
boom--

The moment the knees touched the jade tiles, the hall shook violently, as if it was about to collapse.

The aura of eighteen Baiyujing demons enveloped the two figures.

Under the pressure of various innate magical powers, the warriors under the command of the two dragon grandsons were like chicks, without any resistance, their bones were shattered, their faces were covered in blood, their eyes almost popped out of their sockets, looking both hideous and desperate!

click.

Wu Jun twisted the insect demon's neck and watched the tall figure slide out of his arms like mud. The corpse, still warm, collapsed completely to the ground.

It rubbed its wrist casually, then turned around in unison, carrying a row of hideous-looking demon stones, with deep awe on its face, clasped its hands together, and bowed to the young monk above the hall.

Although no one spoke and the hall was empty and silent, the scarlet spots on their stone bodies and the suffocating smell of blood still made the scene seem inexplicably terrifying.

A black shirt swayed slightly.

Shen Yi closed his eyes and felt the scent on the letter paper.

The scent mark deliberately left in the letter clearly exudes the authentic flavor of a famous family.

According to common sense, let alone a breath mark, even if the other party actually appeared and stood in front of him, Shen Yi might not be able to recognize him.

After all, he didn't know much about the Seven Sons of Nanhong.

But the coincidence is... he actually recognizes this aura.

When I just left the treasure land of Nanyang, I saw six stone Taoist tablets. Among them, the aura on the Taoist tablet belonging to the Tianjian Sect was exactly the same as the one on this letter paper.

Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected gain.

The hidden arrows that had always worried Shen Yi finally revealed their true colors.

There was no expression of emotion on his handsome face, as calm as an ancient well, as if his mind was very peaceful.

"Go."

Shen Yi opened her eyes and tapped her chin.

Then, eighteen figures quickly withdrew from the hall and dispersed at a speed invisible to the naked eye. Only when the distance was far enough did they release their aura with a bang!

This action did not mean he suddenly went crazy and wanted to attract the attention of Dragon Palace.

But in the previous hunts, due to time constraints, the later the hunts, the closer they were to the fiefdoms of the great demon generals of Baiyujing. Even if they acted decisively, there were countless creatures in the vast waters, and the news was inevitably spread.

Even with Shen Yi's ability to carry the stone with him.

Of the eight great demon generals of Baiyujing, only seven were killed, and one still escaped.

I don’t know how Dragon Palace will react.

But it's always a good idea to distract them.

"..."

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Shen Yi's eyes, and he turned and stepped into the depths of Longsun Palace.

Not only did he force himself to eat, he also forced himself to take things, and in the end he wanted to take all these things back!

After all, Ke Laosi is a dragon grandson at the same level as Long Zi, and his collection is equivalent to a smaller-scale prince's treasury.

Shen Yi took out his spear, and the Qinglong Star-Breaking Spear blasted out fiercely!

The entire Dragon Sun Hall was torn apart in an extremely brutal manner, and the tall beams and countless glazed lamps were shattered in the undercurrent.

All kinds of rare treasures revealed their true appearance.

Shen Yi waved his hand casually, and like a whirlwind, he collected all the treasures into the ring.

It has to be said that the most useful magic weapon left to him by the Nanyang Sect is probably this jade ring of the sect master. The vast space inside it is simply a perfect match for him.

Do it all.

Shen Yi leaped up, a stream of light flashed out, and turned into a black flying sword that landed squarely at his feet, rushing towards the top of the water!

……

In the deepest waters of the entire Nanhong, slippery bluestones are piled high, with water plants like clouds on them. Compared with those halls made of white jade, they look extremely old and full of traces of time.

This is Nanlong Palace.

Inside it resides a yellow poisonous dragon with the purest bloodline. It is said that when it jumps out of the water, even the fairy trees will wither.

At this moment, in the blue brick hall.

The Fifth Prince Ke Shiliang stood respectfully, carefully describing what he had seen and heard along the way, as well as his various speculations about the Immortal Sect's reaction.

Beside him, Ke Laosi and his family members knelt on the ground, using their clothes to cover as much of their dark red dragon scales as possible, and buried their heads deeply in the ground.

What could make the two of them so humble was not a living thing, but just a huge stone sculpture of a yellow dragon coiled on the wall. It was not exquisite, but rather the carving was very rough, as if it was cut out casually by sharp claws.

Even such a rough stone sculpture seems to carry boundless dominance, making people dare not look up in front of it.

Below the dragon's belly was the entrance to a bottomless black abyss.

Whenever one tries to take a look at it, a fear that is enough to make one's mind collapse will strike the mind.

"Father, this is all I have to say." Ke Shiliang spoke until his mouth was dry, but there was no response from the entrance of the black abyss cave, as if there was no living thing in it at all.

It seemed to have gotten used to it and didn't show any strange expression.

No one would suspect that the emperor might have passed away at some point because of this.

A great demon comparable to a cultivator in the Hedao realm, dominating the Nanhong flood area, its fall will surely be felt by all the living beings in Nanhong.

"My son, please retire."

Ke Shiliang slowly retreated, and before leaving, he glanced at Ke Laosi next to him.

Most of his brave generals were lost, and he wanted his father to show mercy and send him a few more helpers to continue to manage the waters near the Seven Sons of Nanhong... But it can't be done just by kowtowing and admitting his mistakes.

If it were those dragon descendants who were qualified to inherit the Southern Dragon Palace, they might have a chance to start over.

As for this bastard...tsk.

Ke Shiliang walked away. He had already told his father about the banquet for the Seven Sons of Nanhong. Now all he had to do was to keep an eye on the aura of the blood talisman.

Xiao Shisan is its son. Although his cultivation is low, he is extremely talented. He can even practice human spiritual techniques. His achievements in the future will surely be extraordinary. There may even be a chance for his father to benefit from his achievements.

Now he died in vain.

There is no way my father would sit idly by and do nothing.

As long as the Seven Sons of Nanhong are not allowed to use any means to dissolve the blood talisman, with this evidence, it is inevitable that the Seven Sons of Nanhong will pay the price.

Think about this.

Ke Shiliang carefully sensed the existence of the blood talisman.

After a moment, its eyelids suddenly twitched twice, and a hint of doubt gradually emerged in its pair of sparkling dragon eyes.

The person attracted by the blood talisman actually came out... and was not far from the water?

"How brave!"

Ke Shiliang never dreamed that he had just surrounded Yunxiao Pavilion, and the people from the Immortal Sect actually dared to take advantage of him and chase him? !
It took out the conch and summoned the six Baiyujing generals under its command without hesitation, growling, "Defend Nanhong for me! They will not be able to escape even if they have wings!"

I really think that Nanhong is my own back garden. I can come and go as I please.

Let alone a few Taoist disciples, even if a sect leader came in person, I am afraid he would not dare to make such a bold statement.

However, the next moment, the doubt and astonishment in Ke Shiliang's eyes gradually turned into a hint of panic.

"..."

The other side of the conch was silent, as if it had fallen into a dead zone.

None of the six great demon generals of Baiyujing that it relied on responded at this moment.

After an unknown amount of time, a panicked voice finally rang out from inside: "Your Majesty! They've rebelled, all of them!"

"Speak to me word for word!"

Although he was in Nanlong Palace, Ke Shiliang still felt a little chilly for no reason and subconsciously raised his voice.

Wait until the big demon explains the situation in a panic.

All I heard was a click.

Ke Shiliang had unconsciously crushed the conch into powder, and his face was extremely pale.

Its subordinates gathered together and were slaughtering another group of its subordinates.

These somewhat difficult words made Ke Shiliang completely stunned.

Compared to Ke Laosi's impulsiveness and recklessness, which killed three Baiyujing generals in vain, he was now unconsciously handing over five Baiyujing demon generals to others...

As one grows stronger, the other shrinks. This is the help of the ten Baiyujing. Even for the entire Nanlong Palace, it is a force that cannot be ignored.

In the end, we didn’t even know who had instigated him to rebel!
Ke Shiliang slowly stopped and looked towards the blue brick dragon palace behind him. His breathing suddenly became much heavier: "..."

Xiao Si is right... This must have been done by the Immortal Sect... It must have been done by the Immortal Sect!
At this moment, we are in the South Flood Area.

A total of eighteen strong and powerful auras were spreading everywhere!
Sweeping towards the outside of the water from different directions.

For a powerful monster of this level of cultivation, a thousand feet is just one step away.

But even so.

A certain Baiyujing Great Demon Stone looked at the water surface so close at hand, but was still forced to stop.

His whole body was frozen in place, and his strong arms, which were enough to turn the world upside down, were now shaking wildly. It was not because of fear, but because he was trying his best to resist the gaze that suddenly enveloped him.

In the undercurrent not far away.

A figure wearing a crown, about nine feet tall, with shoulders as broad as a mountain, walked out slowly.

He was wearing a gorgeous robe embroidered with a ferocious yellow poisonous dragon.

This vivid pattern corresponds to the calm face below the crown, with its dragon mouth slightly open, as if it wants to say something.

But he did not make any sound, as he could tell that something was wrong with the white jade stone.

The old dragon in gorgeous clothes suddenly lost the mood to ask questions, so he gently raised his arm, with his withered fingers and sharp claws, and pointed casually.

"Prince..."

Even though it had received the blessing of the demon's origin, this stone guardian still instinctively called out the other party's identity.

"Ok?"

The Crown Prince of Nanlong Palace seemed to have not expected that this thing could speak, and even seemed to know him.

It raised its eyebrows, but unfortunately, its fingertips had already clicked, and it was too late.

In an instant, the equally tall and strong demon stone suddenly became hideous and turned into rubble without any room for resistance.

click.

The scattered stones were carried by the waves, and the prince of Nanlong Palace picked up one of them at random and held it in his palm.

The so-called spirit puppet, no matter what means are used to create it, must be connected to its master.

That's why it's so unhurried from beginning to end.

But after a while.

The Crown Prince of Nanlong Palace frowned slightly, looking at the ordinary stone. There was no array symbol on it, nor any aura of rare treasures.

There is only a faint smell of aquatic blood.

It thought about it, and suddenly a white light appeared in its palm, wrapping the rubble.

at this time.

The Crown Prince of Nanlong Palace suddenly hissed, and his expression changed for the first time.

The rubble turned into a pile of blood powder and was then washed away by the waves. The palm of its hand became a bloody mess at some point, which looked a little scary.

A dead object, after complete collapse.

He actually has the strength to hurt himself.

What's even more bizarre is that with its vision, it can't even tell what is driving this spirit puppet.

Could it be that forces other than Nanhong are causing trouble?

"Ah."

The Crown Prince of Nanlong Palace looked up at the water. He had just received news from the general under Ke Shiliang and came out to stroll around.

Unexpectedly, I encountered something interesting.

Which monk is playing a joke on Nanlong Palace?

It raised its head, and the cold dragon head slowly lifted its lips, revealing its sharp white dragon teeth, adding a hint of ferocity to its elegant and indescribable temperament.

"No matter who it is, I will let you know that this is not funny at all."

As he spoke, the Crown Prince of Nanlong Palace casually clenched his palm, and when he opened it again, the scar on the palm had healed to its original state.

This is the strength that a great demon comparable to the Hedao realm should have.

It is also the terrifying background of the next Lord of Nanhong.

(End of this chapter)