A Daluo Jinxian fell in front of him, and Ao Bing did not feel a slight surprise. What shocked him was the domineering methods displayed by Ao Shun.

The screams in the sea lion clan's residence gradually became weak, and a smile gradually appeared on Ao Shun's cold face.

Ao Shun narrowed his eyes and swept around the sea tribe leader around him, then waved his hand lightly and the team belonging to the Xihai Dragon Palace began to slowly turn around.

Outside the Haishi clan's residence, Ao Bing and many of the sea clan leaders stood quietly in place, with the screams just now echoing in his ears.

Ao Bing didn't know what the sea tribe leaders were thinking, but Ao Bing knew that he still brought the dragon clan in his memory into this true mythical world.

"So I have never changed my view of the dragon clan!"

Ao Bing said to him with some frustration in his heart, and slowly turned around and walked towards the direction of the Xihai Dragon Palace.

Ao Bing kept thinking about everything he had experienced since he came to the prehistoric world. Gradually, Ao Bing suddenly had the urge to curse.

"MD! This is a powerful world, you can do whatever you want as long as you are strong."

After complaining with lack of confidence, Ao Bing accelerated the pace of meeting the Dragon Palace in the West Sea. The more powerful the world is, the more dangerous it is outside. Even if his current body is just a clone, Ao Bing does not want to encounter danger.

When Ao Bing's figure returned to the entrance of the Xihai Dragon Palace, the sea clans who had originally gathered at the entrance had already left. The entire entrance seemed extremely empty at this moment, with only the guards guarding the entrance of the Dragon Palace.

Back at the Dragon Palace Hall, Ao Shun was still dealing with the matter. He looked up at Ao Bing's figure coming in and then showed a kind smile on his face.

"How is it? Do you feel that you have been hit by some impact in your heart?"

Ao Shun's gentle voice sounded, and Ao Bing just shook his head lightly.

"Not bad! I was not scared by the killing. Although you three brothers did not inherit the idea of ​​the Dragon King of the East China Sea, you have experienced the necessary killings as the princes of the Dragon Clan.

At this point, your two brothers are much better than they do. Perhaps it is because of your personality. You have been using your intelligence to avoid this problem, but killing is the most basic means of living in the prehistoric world, and no one can escape it."

Ao Shun put down the pen in his hand, walked slowly to Ao Bing's side, and then pulled Ao Bing to the front of the imperial table.

"You will criticize this memorial!"

Undoubted words were spoken from Ao Shun's mouth, and Ao Bing's eyes also looked at the memorial on the imperial table.

The content of the memorial is very simple, but it makes Ao Bing feel very heavy. This is a memorial to clear away the remnants of the Haishi clan in the West Sea. The person who wrote the letter is Prime Minister Turtle, who Ao Bing always thought to be the best place to get along with in the world.

He slowly picked up the pen on the table, and Ao Bing's face was full of entanglement. His pen would determine the fate of these sea lion clans.

"Second uncle, I can't do it!"

Ao Bing said in frustration, and the pen in his hand also fell on the table.

"I knew you couldn't do it, it would be right. If you could do it, maybe your father would be very disappointed."

In Ao Bing's surprised gaze, the memorial on the table slowly dissipated, as if it had never appeared before.

"Don't be confused. This is the test your father asked me to do to you. He is afraid that what you have experienced during this period will make you fall into the artistic conception of driving killing and unable to extricate yourself.

Now it seems that you have passed his test, but you should not interfere too much in the matter of Xihai during this period. The Dragon Clan and Western Cult must leave a buffering place, and this Xihai is the best choice."

At this moment, Ao Bing suddenly understood why Ao Shun had never cleared out the Western powers in the West Sea.

If the Dragon Clan completely clears out the Western powers in the four seas, then the Western Clan will make no difference in the four seas in the next plan of the Dragon Clan. This situation will only make the Dragon Clan more confused about the arrangements of the Western Clan.

Now that there is room for space in the West Sea, it will at least make Western religions reluctant to give up their arrangements in the West Sea, and will not choose the other three seas.

In comparison, the Dragon Clan is more willing to limit the struggle between the Western religion and the Dragon Clan to the West Sea and ensure the stability of the other three seas, so as to ensure the interests of the Dragon Clan to a greater extent.

"What will the second uncle do next?"

I learned about the decision of my old man and the others in my heart, and asked Ao Shun curiously.

"These on the surface must be eliminated. No matter what, their existence has made the situation in the West Sea extremely chaotic. As for those who investigate slowly in secret and then hold on to the ground."

Ao Shun said calmly, then handed a jade talisman directly to Ao Bing's hand.

After taking the jade talisman handed over by Ao Shun, Ao Bing quickly read the above content, and then felt relieved about the situation in the entire West Sea.

Basically, the Dragon Palace in the West Sea has fully mastered the arrangement of Western religions on the surface of the West Sea, but now it has not taken action due to the situation in the East Sea.

"My nephew understands that my nephew will not interfere in the matter of Xihai, and the power of Donghai in Xihai is also allowed to be dispatched by my second uncle."

Ao Bing said respectfully, indeed, the test just now made Ao Bing discover that his current state seemed to be a little wrong and would involuntarily plan some things.

In the next period of time, Ao Bing began to retreat in the West Sea Dragon Palace. Rather than being in retreat, it was better to empty his mind and let himself slowly escape from his current state.

On the Penglai Immortal Island of the East China Sea, Qing Tongjun finally walked out of the retreat place. The Taoist robe that had been wearing on her body disappeared, and instead was the armor that had not been worn for a long time.

Looking at Qing Tongjun wearing armor, some of the casual cultivators on Penglai Immortal Island also smiled and slowly changed into armor and flew towards Qing Tongjun.

In the 50,000 Heavenly Soldiers barracks, the great master Xuandu who had been in the big tent slowly opened his eyes, looked at Qing Tongjun's direction and whispered: "Are you still unable to help but fight to the death?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of the Xuandu Master had already appeared outside the military camp, and then walked step by step towards the place where Qingtongjun was.

"Why don't you always be a casual cultivator? Isn't practicing Taoism just for freedom and freedom?"

The words full of sighs were spoken from Master Xuandu, and the figure had already come to Qingtongjun.

"Looking back at the time, the thousands of immortals in the Purple Palace were so free and unrestrained. In the end, the great master thought that if he didn't fight in this prehistoric world, he could really be free and free and free?"

Qing Tongjun sneered, his words filled with infinite remembrance and remembrance.

"That's not the reason why you betrayed the Xuanmen?"

The cold words were spoken from Master Xuandu's mouth, and the Tai Chi diagram draped over Master Xuandu's body emitted a faint black and white light.

"The immortal head has no choice, nor do we have any choice, because what is placed before us is a dead end."

In Qingtongjun's desolate words, the light of the Tai Chi diagram instantly enveloped the entire Penglai Immortal Island, and a trace of yin and yang energy continued to flow towards Qingtongjun.

As the yin and yang energy continued to enter Qingtongjun's body, Qingtongjun's cultivation began to regress continuously, and the marks existing in the long river of fate were slowly separated from the long river of fate as if they were involved by something.

In the Lingxiao Palace of Heaven, looking at the scene in Haotian’s mirror, Haotian showed a strong smile on his face, especially when Qingtongjun said the word “Immortal Head”.

"The Queen Mother, it's finally about to start!"
Chapter completed!