Emperor Tianwu

How could an ordinary powerful Immortal Emperor be seen in front of Ao Feng?

"Huh? I really didn't expect that at such a young age, you would be a kind of powerful Immortal Emperor." Ao Feng was also a little surprised: "Haha, no wonder you dare to come to our Silver Dragon Clan. It turns out that you are relying on your own abilities! But! Now that I, the Silver Dragon Clan, are here, no matter who you are, you must lie down."

As he spoke, Ao Feng was about to step forward again.

Yin Feihong couldn't stand it any longer, so he stood up and said, "Ao Feng, what do you mean? The old Dragon King is still here, and the territory of the Silver Dragon Clan cannot tolerate your arrogance."

"Yin Feihong, are you going to stop me for a human race?" Ao Feng's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Second Elder, don't let the Silver Dragon Clan be divided because of an outsider." Hun Sen stood up and said somewhat sinisterly.

What a joke, if the old Dragon King is allowed to recover, wouldn't all their efforts over the years be in vain?

Even though that possibility was very low, just in case, they still wouldn't let the old Dragon King have even a chance of recovery.

"Ao Feng, Hong Sen, and fellow Daoist Yun are our distinguished guests from the Silver Dragon Clan. If you dare to continue to act recklessly, do you believe that I will immediately pass the throne to Feihong, let him inherit the position of Dragon King, lead the Silver Dragon Clan, and drive you out of the Silver Dragon Clan?"

When the old Dragon King on the bed saw this, he immediately snorted coldly.

At this time, he was extremely angry.

He was very aware of Ao Feng's ambitions, but Ao Feng had always been very restrained in front of him. Now that he was about to die, he became a little more unrestrained and did not even take him seriously.

After hearing what the old Dragon King said, the expressions of Ao Feng and the two men couldn't help but change slightly.

It would not be a good thing for them if the old Dragon King forcibly passed the throne to Yin Feihong.

What's more, now that Yin Feihong is here, it is impossible for them to directly kill the old Dragon King.

Thinking of this, Ao Feng had no choice but to restrain his murderous aura, glanced at Yun Chen coldly, and said: "You ant of the human race, if the Dragon King of our race is even injured, I will kill you even if I risk my life." Stay in the Silver Dragon Clan forever.”

"I'll give you half an hour. After half an hour, if you don't take the initiative to leave the Dragon King's palace, I will come to invite you personally."

As he spoke, Ao Feng turned around and walked towards the door.

Seeing this, Hun Sen walked out of the palace without saying a word.

Seeing this, Yin Feihong's face looked a little better, and then he looked at Yun Chen and said, "Make fellow Taoist Yun laugh!"

"It doesn't matter, I have to thank the second elder this time." Yun Chen nodded slightly: "Well, please go out, I want to talk to the old Dragon King alone."

"This..." Yin Feihong looked at the old Dragon King.

The old Dragon King said directly: "You guys go out! Why, do you think that Little Friend Yun will deliberately harm me, a dying person?"

Hearing this, Yin Feihong couldn't help but shake his head subconsciously.

The old Dragon King has already run out of gas, so why does anyone need to go out of his way to harm him?

Besides, Yun Chen was brought by Yin Yi, so there was no reason to harm the old Dragon King.

Thinking of this, Yin Feihong cupped his fists at Yun Chen and said, "Fellow Daoist Yun, I leave the Dragon King's affairs to you. If you can make the Dragon King recover, the things you proposed before will not go without discussion."

Yun Chen came to the Dragon Clan to borrow the Ten Thousand Scales Armor.

If Yun Chen can really recover the old Dragon King, borrowing the Ten Thousand Scales Armor will become much easier.

Yun Chen naturally understood what Yin Feihong meant, and he nodded slightly as a return gift.

After Yin Feihong and the others left the palace, only Dragon King and Yun Chen were left in the palace.

There were only two people left in the palace, and the Dragon King asked directly: "Little friend Yun, can you see the problem with me?"

"That's right!" Yun Chen nodded and said, "If I guessed correctly, Senior Dragon King, have you been poisoned by the rotten bone flower?"

Hearing what Yun Chen said, the Dragon King looked at Yun Chen in shock and said, "You, how do you know?"

"impossible!"

"I was poisoned by the rotten bone flower. Logically speaking, no one else should know about it. Moreover, this kind of flower is extinct in the entire fairy world, and there are even fewer people who know about it."

"I didn't even tell Feihong and the others about this. The only thing they knew was that I was poisoned, but they didn't even know what happened to me."

"Little friend Yun, how did you see it? Could it be that one of your friends has been poisoned by this kind of poison?"

Having said this, the Dragon King's eyes couldn't help but shine a little, and the originally dull eyes became a little brighter.

Yun Chen shook his head slightly: "Senior Dragon King, don't worry about how I saw it. In your situation, I'm afraid no one in the entire immortal world can save you except me."

"Ah..." After hearing Yun Chen's words, the Dragon King was stunned again, his body trembled slightly, and asked in disbelief: "Little friend Yun, you mean, you, you can save me? "

The Dragon King couldn't remember how long it had been since he had been so excited.

Is it a thousand years or ten thousand years?

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to his high-spirited boyhood. He would be excited when he saw a beautiful girl, and would be excited when he learned a magical power.