Daoist Qinghe held a silver-white whisk in one hand and stroked his beard with the other. He watched the three demon kings of the Hai clan hide like black lights, flickered a few times, and disappeared from their field of vision. He paused for a moment, confirmed Knowing that the three demons really left, he withdrew his divine consciousness that covered a hundred miles away, turned around and nodded to the others, and said with a bit of regret, "They're gone."

At the same time, the latter-stage Yaojun, who was pinning down the two great monks of the human race on the front line, also received a message from Ao Lanzhu from Ao Ji, and he stopped entanglement and left without saying anything cruel, and left with a smile. I was worried that Taoist Qinghe would come over, and I was afraid that the situation would be unfavorable to me, but this approach made the two great monks of the race feel aggrieved by punching the air.

On a sea surface thousands of miles away from the front line of the South China Sea, a roll of dark clouds condensed with demonic aura, dispersed the gray and black mist, revealing the three demon kings of the Sea Clan, Ao Ji, and a lazy blue Luoshang not far away. The woman was sitting on the back of the giant tortoise, a zhang long, handsome young dragon was floating not far from the giant tortoise, looking listless.

The woman held a long golden rope transformed from mana in her hand. The long rope stretched out, submerged in the water, and tied to the tail of the young dragon.

"Fellow Daoist Ao, Ye Mou is leaving first." Ye Lian, an old man with long eyebrows, rolled his eyes when he saw this situation.

"Friend Daoist Ao, then I'm leaving too." As soon as Ye Lian finished speaking, Kui Zi then said to Ao Ji.

"Ao Ji is here to thank the two fellow Taoists for their help!" Ao Ji saluted the two monsters and watched them leave before he landed on the back of the giant tortoise.

With his hands behind his back, Ao Ji looked at the young dragon with long scales and blue and black scales in the water. The young dragon who was listless just now, after discovering Ao Ji, slapped the water with its long tail, and the waves splashed in all directions. He cried out, his voice was very tender. His face was originally dark, but when he saw the long golden rope at the tail of the young dragon, his eyes became even colder. A cold light flickered in his eyes, and the long golden rope transformed from the woman's mana was dotted with golden light, extending from the tail of the young dragon to the place where the woman held it.

"I've seen my husband!" The blue woman Luoshang stood up, clapped her hands, and said lightly to Ao Ji.

"Forget about Jue'er, you don't have to ask about it anymore." Ao Ji stared at Mrs. Luo Shang, the surrounding air was stagnant, and the giant tortoise under his feet did not dare to move, letting the waves beat like snow , After a while, Ao Ji opened his mouth, speaking slowly in a tone that did not allow others to refuse.

The woman frowned, but she felt the pressure from Ao Ji, gritted her teeth and said, "Okay." Then she turned into a green-scaled one-horned dragon more than thirty feet long, plunged into the sea, and In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the sea and swam towards the deep sea.

Ao Ji sighed, and the sound of 'woo woo' came from his ears again. He looked at the young Jiao Jiao in the sea tenderly. At this moment, a group of transparent jelly-like substances emerged from the bottom of the sea, shrinking into a skin connected The flesh and bones are almost transparent, "Mother You, you did a good job this time."

Mother You didn't speak, she just stood beside Xiaojiao quietly. Ao Ji knew why Youmother was angry, but it was his housework after all, he had his wife Ao Ling on the one hand, and his young daughter Ao Jue on the other, so he was in a dilemma. It is not easy for his Heijiao clan to multiply, and Ao Jue is his only bloodline heir, so there is no room for any problems.

However, Ao Jue was not born of his wife. The Jiaolong family has a trace of real dragon blood, and its purity is not high, but this dragon nature can be fully inherited. So after Ao Ji went out for more than ten years and brought Ao Jue back to the clan, the relationship between the husband and wife deteriorated sharply.

Usually with him around, Ao Ling would not go too far, but when Ao Ji went to the front to supervise the battle, his daughter Ao Jue inexplicably slipped into the inner sea of ​​the human race. Ao Ji understood the joints very well, but he could only He managed to keep Ao Jue by his side and let him raise him himself, because his wife Ao Ling's grandfather is a godly demon venerable, and his natal family is powerful, so he can only swallow this breath!

Ao Ji stepped off the back of the giant tortoise and submerged in the water, the shadows under the water swayed.

There was a roar.

After hearing the whistling dragon's chant, the young jiao also immediately gave a few "woo hoots" excitedly, and plunged towards the dark shadow under the water. After a breathing time, the green dragon was more than a hundred feet away from the sea. The young Hei Jiao was lying on the back of a fifty-foot-long Hei Jiao, and the father and daughter were swimming slowly on the surface of the sea. Youmu suddenly melted into the sea and followed behind the father and daughter.

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"Senior Zhang, Senior Zhang, Manager He..." Outside the door of the guest room in Hongyue Building, a servant knocked on the door lightly. This young man was the first clever young man who came in to report the news two days ago when he found out that the monk Nascent Soul had left. Now he is working under He Youdao.

"Brother He, what do you want to explain?" Zhang Shiping opened the door before the boy finished speaking.

"Return to Senior Zhang, Manager He invites Senior to the quiet room on the third floor, Elder Xuan is in the quiet room, please come quickly with me."

"Okay, you lead the way quickly, don't let Zhenjun Fengxuan just wait!" Zhang Shiping waited in the Red Moon Tower for two full days~lightnovelpub.net~ Waiting left and right, he didn't see Zhenjun Fengxuan again, He could hardly contain his anger. Now when he heard that Zhenjun Fengxuan had returned, Zhang Shiping was overjoyed immediately, and hurriedly said to the boy.

"Elder Xuan, Steward He, the guests have already been brought." The boy's heart was very bright. From Zhang Shiping's tone, he heard Zhang Shiping's urgency. He immediately brought Zhang Shiping to the quiet room on the third floor, and knocked on the door. Knocking on the door, he brought Zhang Shiping in, then slowly took a few steps back, and when going out, he slowly closed the door.

"Junior Zhengyang Zong Zhang Shiping paid homage to Zhenjun Fengxuan, and met Guanshi He." Zhang Shiping had adjusted his anxious state of mind on the road, and tried to maintain a relatively calm expression. After he entered the door, he saw Zhenjun Fengxuan Sitting on the futon, He Youdao stood behind Xuan Qing like a fat stone pillar with a respectful attitude.

"Zhengyangzong, how is fellow Taoist Changshen doing?" Zhenjun Fengxuan asked Zhang Shiping after hearing Zhang Shiping's self-reported family name. Changshen is exactly the Daoist name of Old Ancestor Wang.

Zhang Shiping knew what his ancestor's surname was. As for the specific name, Zhang Shiping didn't know. As for Wang Patriarch's Daoist name—Changshen Daojun, Zhang Shiping knew about it, but this name was rarely mentioned in the Zhengyang sect.

"The old ancestor has always been immortal without a trace, and the younger generation does not know, so please forgive me." He has been a beginner for more than ten years, and he only knows the appearance of the old ancestor Wang from the portrait. As for the true appearance of the old ancestor, Zhang Shiping is not so lucky. How can he know whether Wang Patriarch is doing well or not recently if he can take a look at it with his own eyes.

"It's okay." After hearing Zhang Shiping's words, Xuan Qing shook her head.