Emperor of Eternals

Chapter 97
Ao Longxue and Ao Wuming could make Ao Junlin lose face, and Ao Longxue and Ao Wuming looked at each other and smiled. Such a scene is rare in their Hanlong Palace.

Afterwards, the two didn't even say a word, and turned around and left with Leng Feng and Li Mao in front of Ao Junlin in high spirits.

Ao Junlin looked at Ao Longxue, Ao Wuming, Leng Feng, and Li Mao who were gradually walking away, his face was extremely gloomy, and his eyes were full of anger and resentment.

"Ao Longxue, Ao Wuming, you two are the roadblocks on the way forward for this crown prince. Sooner or later, this crown prince will let you become my stepping stones!"

"There are also those two lowly human slaves, those who dare to touch me are really daring!"

"..."

Because they obtained the status of the third prince's personal guards, Leng Feng and Li Mao temporarily stood firm in the East China Sea Hanwang Palace, and then they waited for the last two days, waiting for the East China Sea martial arts performance to be held as scheduled.

. . .

At this moment, in the main hall of the Eastern Sea King's Mansion, in the original resplendent atmosphere, there was no grandeur in the past.

There is only a bloody brilliance inside and outside, and the breath of fresh blood is strong and dense.

The Dragon King of Han has a majestic body, dressed in a bright yellow robe, and sits brazenly on the dragon chair.

The whole body was full of blood, and a pair of blood-red eyes exuded a strong and strange and terrifying aura, which made people shudder.

His face was evil and ferocious, on a pair of dragon claws, there were blood-colored beads floating, and besides the blood beads, there was a blood dragon swimming away, and the dragon's cry burst out.

Accompanied by an endless stream of blood energy coming from all around, like a needle threading a thread, the strands are submerged in the blood beads.

It made the blood bead deeper and deeper, and the bloody smell was stronger than the previous few days.

"Report..."

Suddenly, there was a rush of shouting and shouting from outside the hall, drifting straight to the ear of King Hanlong in the hall.

"Ok?"

The Dragon King of Han frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Why are you so flustered, come quickly!"

The people outside the hall quickly entered the hall to salute: "Report to the king, the third prince is back. The third prince is outside the hall at the moment, and he came here to greet you, Dragon King!"

"Oh!" King Hanlong's eyes flashed brightly, and the corners of his mouth were raised slightly, revealing a sinister smile.

"Pass down the decree of the king. Today, the king is a little tired and will not see the prince. Tell my son to let him go back to his palace to rest. The king is summoning him at night!"

"Respect, the decree of the Dragon King!"

There was no more sound outside the hall. After a while, King Hanlong smiled coldly, his whole body seemed to be bathed in blood, and the blood burst out in an instant, and the unique smell of fragrance and fishy smell spread and rippled with his body.

Like a series of demonic dragons without a trace, they are arrogant!

"Hahaha, from now on, turmoil! Crazy! The raging waves of the East China Sea!"

"Let these stupid creatures turn into blood and nourishment to respond to your humble fate from ancient times to the present!"

The Dragon King of Han's rampant laughter was treacherous and unpredictable, and under the loud rumbling noise, the hall was shaking from time to time.

"Ok?"

Outside the hall, Leng Feng, who was following Ao Wuming, suddenly smelled an extremely strong smell of blood.

Following the scent, Leng Feng turned his head to look at the Dragon King's Hall behind him, he involuntarily paused his steps, and gradually frowned.

"Leng Feng, what's the matter with you, why don't you keep up? This is the Dragon King Palace, you must behave properly and don't be reckless!"

Seeing Leng Feng stop, Ao Wuming stared at the Dragon King Hall with cold eyes and hesitant expression, and hurriedly reminded him that he was afraid that Leng Feng would cause trouble.

At this time Li Mao also leaned over, walked to Leng Feng and said, "Master, what's the matter, is there something wrong!"

Leng Feng shook his head and said: "It's nothing, I just noticed some familiar aura, but it may be an illusion, let's go."

Just now, he was slightly aware of the bloody riot at that moment with his super divine sense.

But he is not a good person, even if there is really something weird about Hanlong Palace, he doesn't care about it.

The most important thing for him now is to win the East China Sea Martial Arts, win the key to the Dragon Palace treasure house, and hope to find the refreshing water.

Yao Ji was injured for him and her life was in danger, so how could he settle down to do other things.

"..."

In the blink of an eye, it was already evening. On the main hall of the Dragon King of Han, two princes and a princess stood in the hall, bent and half kneeling on the ground, and behaved quite politely.

At this time, the Dragon King of Han has no blood in his body, and his appearance is dignified and solemn. His expression is solemn, and the brilliant dragon's might grows from the invisible, reflecting the whole hall extremely brightly.

"My children, you are gathered here today, and I have something to tell you. Not long ago, I had a fight with two miscellaneous elders of Penglai Xianzong because of the battle of Linggui Island."

"The body has suffered a little trauma, so starting tomorrow, I will retreat for cultivation."

"And there is no definite number on whether the retreat period will be long or short. Therefore, in the future, I will hold a five-year martial arts grand meeting in the East China Sea."

"It depends on the three of you brothers and sisters working together to keep the prestige of Hanlong Palace alive. Can you do it?"

Ao Junlin said: "Father, don't worry, my son will definitely set an example and help my younger brother win the first prize in this conference, which will shock our Han Palace!"

Ao Longxue said: "Father, my daughter will take good care of my little brother!"

The previous martial arts performances were mainly aimed at the younger generation of dragon sons and grandsons in the East China Sea Dragon Palace, but this time it was Ao Wuming who represented the Han Dragon Palace.

Ao Wuming, as the party concerned, naturally had a duty to do so, and hurriedly knelt down and said, "Father, don't worry, I will never embarrass my Hanlong Palace. My son has decided on the first place!"

The Dragon King of Han laughed loudly, waved his hands and said, "So ambitious, so ambitious! If you have such ambition, I will feel relieved, Father."

"From now on, as long as the three of you, brother and sister, work together, why worry about my Hanlong Palace not continuing to rule the roost!"

"Okay, let's leave it at that. Father is tired, so it's time to go into seclusion. From now on, Junlin will be in charge of all matters in the Dragon Palace. Longxue and Wuming, please help him well!"

"Yes……"

"Yes……"

"Yes……"

Outside the hall, Leng Feng and Li Mao were dressed in silver armor, and they stood on the left side of the hall with Ao Wuming's other eight personal guards.

Li Mao was next to Leng Feng and said in a deep voice: "These three sons and grandsons have been in for a long time, and I don't know what to discuss?"

Leng Feng said: "No matter what, as long as it has nothing to do with us, our goal is to refresh the mind, to win the first place in the martial arts competition, and the rest has nothing to do with us."

"That's right, but is the master sure that the refreshing water is really in the treasure house of the Dragon Palace?"

"Whether there is or not, since it is an opportunity, then give it a try. If there is one, it is the best, if not, I will find another way!"

"..."

The two were whispering at the side, and they had lowered their voices. They thought that they would not attract attention, but they were still noticed by those who cared.

"Bastard, you two slaves of the human race, lowly bastards, dare to whisper in front of the Dragon King's hall, you really don't know how to die!"

Suddenly, a somewhat familiar cold and stern rebuke resounded, but it was Ding Chou, dressed in armor, covered with frost, and holding a halberd, striding forward to oppress Leng Feng and Li Mao.

"Hmph, what do you think you are? Are you really the personal guards of my Hanlong Palace? These lowly human slaves have no rules at all!"

"Don't think that with the support of the third prince, you dare to be presumptuous. Let me tell you, you better be honest, otherwise killing you will never be more difficult than crushing an ant!"

Looking at this scene, Leng Feng who was standing in the same place silently pondered, Ding Chou had already made things difficult for them when they first set foot in Hanlong Palace, and almost wanted to put them both to death.

And because of this, he was taught a lesson by Ao Longxue, who thought he would stay in bed for a year or so.

Now, although he didn't know what method he used to make himself alive and kicking again, who gave him the courage and confidence to openly provoke disputes again?
This point, Leng Feng has to be concerned about it, it seems that he has inevitably fallen into the struggle of others, this is really not what he wants.

At this moment, Li Mao took a step forward, his face was extremely cold, and a strong violent look flashed in his eyes.

"Who you say is a dog slave, dare to say another word!"

He could bear Ding Chou's insulting himself, but he couldn't just watch him disrespect Leng Feng.

Even though Ding Chou is a tyrannical foundation-building cultivator, and he is only in the realm of metamorphosis, he dares to reprimand him face-to-face and will not save him any face!

(End of this chapter)