After the battle, the three of them were forced to retreat.

Then Ye Cangtian found Wuming, Fengqian and Sulin and told them about Ao Kun.

"Ao Kun is the prince of the West Sea Coast. Now the West Sea Coast is in trouble. You three go and help Ao Kun solve it."

Hearing that Ye Cangtian was going to give them three tasks, the three of them were excited and eager to do it.

"This is the first time for the three of you to really fight. Don't be arrogant."

Then Ye Cangtian took out a hand-painted formation map from his pocket and handed it to the three people;

"This is the Quexian formation. With your understanding, you should be able to quickly understand the mystery of the formation and exert its maximum power."

"You will accompany Ao Kun to the coast of the West Sea now. As for the things here, I will take care of them."

At this time, Ao Kun was anxiously standing in the Holy Sword Square waiting for the arrival of Wuming and the other two.

But the coast of the West Sea is now like a purgatory on earth;

Tu Yuansheng came to the coast of the West Sea without any hesitation. He directly suppressed the powerful people on the coast of the West Sea with violence, and even directly beat the King of the West Sea, Ao Kun's father, Ao Li, back to his original form, forcing him to become his mount.

Ao Li's three thousand personal guards were ruthlessly slaughtered;

The merchants on the coast of the West Sea were also looted. Not only were their goods robbed, but they were also beaten to death.

Tu Yuan Sheng was like a bandit emperor, high and mighty, and those fence-sitters had already leaned towards this local king, forming an extremely dark force.

Among them, the traitors of the Xihai royal family, led by Ao Bing, the second uncle of Ao Kun, not only did not resist, but assisted Tu Yuan Sheng to unify the coast of the Xihai.

"Ao Li, that bastard, didn't know how to raise his head, and in the end he became the mount of the Saint, and his soul was imprisoned forever;"

On the magnificent dragon throne in the Xihai Palace, a thin middle-aged man held a glass of fine wine in his hand and talked to himself.

"It's a pity that Ao Kun, that little bastard, was not imprisoned together."

The middle-aged man seemed very angry and gnashed his teeth.

All the civil and military officials under the dragon throne were trembling with fear, and no one dared to step forward to stop it.

"Your Majesty~ Ao Li seems to have used a blood sacrifice, and Ao Kun seems to be on his way back."

A minister with a pointed face and monkey cheeks said with a smile.

Ao Bing immediately became alert when he heard that Ao Kun was coming back.

"Then...are you ready?"

Ao Bing asked with a gleam in his eyes.

"The net has been laid, and as long as Ao Kun dares to come, he will definitely not get away."

The minister grinned.

Ao Bing showed a hint of pride at the corner of his mouth, and said with gritted teeth.

"Little bastard, I'll see whether you live or die this time."

When Ao Li just became the king of the West Sea, Ao Bing's son Ao Lie, in order to help his father ascend the throne, did not hesitate to collude with the deep sea tribe, the mermaid tribe, to force Ao Li to abdicate. In the end, he let Ao Kun run away because of carelessness, allowing him to find reinforcements and completely defeat the mermaid tribe. In the end, he and his brother Ao Lie were also executed for treason.

At this point, Ao Bing's regime was completely defeated and he became an idle prince;

However, this hatred took root in Ao Bing's heart and gradually grew stronger. He had been waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to take back everything he had;

This time, when Tu Yuansheng came, he felt that the opportunity had come, so he betrayed Ao Li without hesitation and surrendered to Tu Yuansheng. Even Ao Li's serious injury was caused by him.

Those close to Ao Li had long been purged by him. Now those standing here are some fence-sitters and some ministers who followed him in rebellion.

Now the only one left is his nephew, Ao Kun, whom he hated to the bone.

At this time, Ao Kun and his party had arrived at the edge of the West Sea Imperial City;

The guards on the city wall were still the same as usual.

Ao Kun stopped and frowned. Although he was very anxious about his father's serious injury, he told himself that he should be more careful at this time after being in power for hundreds of years.

"What's wrong, Ao Kun!"

Wuming asked in confusion when he saw Ao Kun standing at the gate of the imperial city.

"The gate is the same as usual, but I don't recognize any of the immortal guards guarding the city."

Ao Kun said lightly.

"Isn't it normal for the gate to be the same as usual? There are so many immortal guards guarding the city, how can you recognize all of them?"

Su Lin also said.

Ao Kun shook his head.

"It's not like usual now. The King of the West Sea was attacked. How could the gate be so normal? Not even a single immortal guard was added. And even if I haven't seen the soldiers guarding the city, they don't know them all.

It's strange to recognize me, the prince. "

When Ao Kun said this, the three looked at each other, it seemed to be the truth.

"Fortunately, I was prepared!"

Ao Kun took out a few yellow pills and smiled mysteriously.

This is a pill for changing appearance. I made it on the way here when I was bored. Now it's just in time to use it.

After taking this pill, you will change your appearance within three days, not only your appearance, but also your voice and breath.

Then, a scholar, a book boy and an old man walked into the West Sea Imperial City openly.

"Let's go to Minister Sima's house to find out the situation."

"Sima Jin is the minister my father uses most. If something happens to my father, he will definitely know."

Ao Kun said to the three people on the way.

However, the Sima Mansion was quiet and peaceful, and there was no sign of anything happening. Old Sima was watering flowers in the yard.

"Uncle Sima, it's me, Ao Kun. "

When Ao Kun called out his name, he was almost dumbfounded. He never thought that Ao Kun would come back at this time.

"Prince Ao Kun? Are you Prince Ao Kun?"

Old Sima's eyes flickered. He did not see Ao Kun's joy at all, but was a little panicked.

"Uncle Sima, what happened to my father? Why were all the immortal soldiers guarding the city replaced?"

Faced with Ao Kun's question, Sima Jin laughed and said.

"Your father is fine. He played chess with me yesterday. As for the immortal guards, they should have been transferred for some urgent matter~"

Seeing a trace of doubt in Ao Kun's eyes, Sima Jin hurriedly said.

"Hey! If you don't believe me, I will accompany you to the palace to take a look later! "

Looking at the old Sima's pious look, Ao Kun nodded and agreed without thinking too much.

"You guys go shopping first, I'll change my clothes, and then we'll go to the palace to meet the king."

Looking at the old Sima walking towards the bedroom with his old steps, Ao Kun always felt that something was wrong.

Not long after, the old Sima straightened his clothes and walked out of the bedroom.

"Okay, Your Highness, let's go."

Under the leadership of the old Sima, several people passed through layers of guards and came to the gate of the palace.

"Okay, Your Highness, I'll take you here!"

The old Sima dodged his eyes, and a trace of guilt appeared on his face.

At this time, the palace gate opened wide, and a team of immortal guards flew out of the palace gate with long spears in their hands.

Ao Kun and others only then realized that they had been surrounded by layers of immortal guards.

"Hahaha~ My good nephew, you really made it easy for me to find you! "

Ao Bing's voice came from the palace gate.

Ao Kun frowned, he never expected that Sima Jin, whom his father promoted and regarded as a relative, would actually betray them.

"Sima Jin, you!"

However, there was no trace of the honest Sima Jin at this time.

"What did you do to my father!"

Ao Kun shouted angrily.

Ao Bing took out a black and shiny dragon scale and shook it in front of him in a joking manner.

That was the reverse scale of Ao Kun's father, the lifeblood of their Jiao clan. Losing the reverse scale was equivalent to losing half of his life.

"Where is my father!"

Ao Kun's eyes were about to burst, and he shouted angrily.

"Don't worry, you and your son will be reunited soon."

Ao Bing looked fierce.

"Second uncle, do you think you can catch me with these rotten salted fish and stinky bird eggs? "

Ao Kun's mouth curled up.

Although Ao Bing's plan was perfect, he forgot the disparity in strength between the two sides.

Ao Bing was only at the Saint King level, and those immortal soldiers and guards were only at the Quasi-Saint level. After eating the fish cooked by Ye Cangtian, Ao Kun had already reached the late Quasi-Saint level, and was only one step away from the Saint King.

Beside him, there were three super strong men, Wuming, Fengqian and Su Lin, who were comparable to immortal saints;

Ao Kun had an absolute advantage in any aspect.

"Hmph~ Do you think you have the capital to compete with me just because you have broken through to the peak of Quasi-Saint? You are really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers!"

Ao Bing sneered, and several strong men at the peak of Saint King came behind him.

Ao Kun was chilled, because the people standing behind Ao Bing were the ceiling of his combat power on the coast of the West Sea. His father usually respected them, but he didn't expect that they would rebel.

"Ao Kun, for the sake of the same clan, surrender, we will let you die more decently. "

The old men who thought they were awesome said arrogantly.

"Haha~ What a good fellow clan, it's really great."

Ao Kun never expected that these elders in the clan could say such things.

At this time, Wuming and Su Lin were also a little impatient and spoke up.

"Why waste words with these guys? Just fight and kill them and rescue your father.

Just kiss and it'll be over."

Feng Qian also nodded silently, agreeing with their statement.

"Hmph~ What a arrogant young man, you don't know how high the sky is or how deep the earth is."

A Saint King snorted coldly, and a ball of black light in his hand rushed directly towards Wuming.

"I think you are looking for death! "

Wuming, who has been in the fairyland for many years, is not Fengqian and Sulin. He has a murderous character. When he saw someone attacking him first, he fought back instantly.

His eyes shot out a sharp sword light, which instantly dissipated the black light on the man's hand, and then the sword light did not dissipate and went straight to the man's forehead.

"Pah~"

With a crisp sound, the long-famous Wuyun Saint King actually lay straight down without any sign of struggle.

Seeing Wuyun Saint King die in his eyes, the remaining Saint Kings took half a step back.

Living to such an old age, they are extremely afraid of death, otherwise they would not surrender so easily and become running dogs.

"You... who are you! "

Ao Bing asked pretending to be calm, but in fact he was also scared to death. After all, there were only a handful of people in the entire Zixiao Realm who could kill an old Saint King in a second with just a glance.

"Don't be scared by him. He is only one person, and there are so many of us. I don't believe he can really kill us all."

Someone pointed at Wuming and shouted.

Under his encouragement, someone finally took the lead.

The Four Saint Kings of Lan Xi, quadruplets in one belly, all four of them are Saint Kings;

These four are also famous figures in the West Sea. All four of them have their own unique skills, and the four brothers advance and retreat together;

"Humph~ You are playing tricks, wait and see if the grandfathers will accept you. "

The four men threw their magic weapons at the same time, and the four colors of immortal energy met in mid-air.

"I'll do this..."

As he spoke, a blood-red sword intent suddenly emerged from Su Lin's body. Wherever the blood-red sword passed, no grass grew, and the magic weapons of the four people shattered;

Following that, the bodies of the four men were cut into two parts without a sound.

Watching the four brothers fall to the ground, everyone was silent for a while.

Even Ao Kun was stunned. He thought Su Lin had already used all his strength when fighting Yuan Kui, but he didn't expect that he was overthinking and he didn't use all his strength at all.

Now he finally knew why Ye Cangtian only let the three of them follow him.

Another existence that can kill the Holy King in one second;

"Tell me, where is Ao Li! "

Wuming looked at Ao Bing coldly.

Ao Bing was already standing there in a daze at this time, and was extremely surprised.

But he thought of the existence of Tu Yuan Sheng again. In his heart, Tu Yuan Sheng was a god-like existence. Although the three people in front of him could kill the Saint King in seconds, Tu Yuan Sheng was not necessarily afraid of them.

[Humph, even if you can kill people at the Saint King level in seconds, the people who imprisoned Ao Li are thousands of times more powerful than you;]

Ao Bing thought in his heart.

"Ao Li was taken to the West Sea Yunhai Peak. I can take you there, but please don't kill me!"

Ao Bing pretended to obey, but he sneered in his heart.

"West Sea Yunhai Peak?"

Ao Kun looked up and looked into the distance, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

"You may think it is a beautiful place by the name, but that place is a Jedi. My mother was buried there. "

Although they didn't know why the other party took Ao Kun's father there, they decided to go and find out.

At this time, Tu Yuansheng was sitting in front of a bamboo house meditating and practicing, and next to him a black dragon was tied to the side with a thick iron chain.

The black dragon looked extremely weak, and was covered with blood.

"Have you considered whether to continue to oppose me or agree to my conditions and become my mount?"

Tu Yuansheng closed his eyes tightly, and an extremely sharp elemental aura emanated from his body.

"Hmph~ Devil, even if you kill me, I will not ride your mount."

The black dragon spit out a trace of blood and snorted coldly.

"If you don't drink the toast, drink the penalty! "

A golden elemental aura emanated from Tu Yuan Sheng's body, directly enveloping the Black Dragon.

"Ah~"

A scream sounded, and the dragon bones on the Black Dragon's body were crushed bit by bit. The heart-wrenching pain almost made the king of the Dragon Clan faint.

"Heh~ Your good son is here after all..."

Tu Yuan Sheng suddenly opened his eyes.

Ao Kun's actions naturally could not escape his huge consciousness, but he had never taken them seriously.

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