On the surface of the East China Sea, Zhenze Longjun's face was like gold paper. He held his chest and his silver-white armor was covered with bloodstains. He was flying towards the coast regardless of everything.

Behind him, thunder sounded, and a golden tower ship shaped like a mountain was flowing, rushing towards him with a force of slashing waves.

"Zhenze Pilgrim, you dare to provoke the power of the East China Sea by yourself. Now you will definitely be able to come and go."

On the roof of the pavilion, Ao Su stood under the golden bronze bell bell beside the eaves of the pavilion, with a joking expression on his face, leaning against the fence with one hand, looking at the enemy fleeing in a panic ahead with interest, and bursts of laughter from time to time.

The attendants around him knew that the third prince was naughty by nature and had been banned in the Dragon Palace since he was a child and rarely went out. This time, he heard that he was going to send troops to attack the Qiantang Aquarius, and he begged the Dragon King and the eldest prince for a long time.

After much persuasion, they reluctantly agreed and allowed them to lead their troops to the expedition with the second prince. Unexpectedly, as soon as they arrived near the sea, they would wipe out the troops of Zhenze Longjun's troops in one fell swoop. No wonder they were so happy.

"Crash! Crash! Yes, just like that, hit him!"

The seriously injured Zhenze Longjun gritted his teeth. He did not expect Ao Su to be so cruel, and he used this method to humiliate and tease him. However, in order to escape, he didn't care much, so he could only yell and escape desperately.

Seeing the toys that were so close to you, and often escaped from the dragon head of the building boat at critical moments, Ao Su gradually felt impatient, and he paused the halberd in his hand and shouted at the flag-plaque official.

"Transfer the order and go forward at full speed, and hit and kill me!"

"Slow down!"

Just as the flag plaque was about to go down to pass the order, the second prince Ao Chen, who had been sitting firmly in the center of the treasure pavilion, stopped him by saying a word.

"Third brother, the information on the battlefield has changed. Although we defeated Zhenze's troops, the old dragon in Qiantang is still there. Before the father's army arrives, we must not force the enemy to advance rashly."

Ao Su waved his hand without thinking, and smiled and said, "Second brother, you are always so cautious. I think Zhenze is known as the number one general of Qiantang Water Mansion, but he was beaten to the point of being thrown away by us."

"As for the old dragon in Qiantang, even if he is not a person with a reputation, he will never dare to act rashly if his father is in charge of this battle."

Ao Chen is much older than Ao Su, and is obviously not that optimistic. He has witnessed the ability of the Dragon God of Qiantang with his own eyes. Otherwise, a small Qiantang Water Mansion would not be worthy of the long-term planning of the East China Sea.

As the two were talking, Zhenze Longjun was too seriously injured and could not avoid it, so he was finally caught up by the tower ship. The hard dragon head hit the corner and the endless force was used to hit his back.

This collision was like a mountain of Tai, or a thousand arrows piercing through his body, causing blood to squirt. His internal organs were about to break, and he flew forward dozens of feet, and then he staggered and his body fell straight into the water.

"Chasing! You must see people in your life, and you must see corpses in your life."

Seeing this, Ao Su was overjoyed and clapped his hands and laughed. For him, this Taiyi Golden Immortal Dragon Corpse with an intact appearance is a very precious refining material.

The shrimp soldiers and crab generals on the water did not dare to slack off, and quickly dived into the water, but found nothing. There was no trace of Zhenze Longjun in the water, and they could not even smell the smell of blood.

After hearing this, Ao Chen, calm, finally couldn't sit still, and slowly stood up, his eyes were like lightning, and he looked around the vast sea, frowned and silent.

After a while, he murmured: "Zhenze disappeared, and there was no trace or breath of him within a radius of five hundred miles."

"What's going on?" Ao Su was furious when he heard this, pointing at his subordinates and cursing, "You idiots, you can even let go of someone who is seriously injured and dying. It's really amazing..."

Ao Chen shook his head, interrupted him, and said in a deep voice: "It's not that we let go, but that we were trapped."

"Actually?"

"Well, it's the map of Haiyue in Shengsi."

Ao Su had an inexplicable expression on his face, and obviously he didn't know much about this. In his opinion, he was extremely cautious along the way, so how could he fall into the other party's trap?

Ao Chen ignored his questions, but instead put on his military uniform, strided to the front of the corridor, bowed to the surging sea, and said loudly: "Uncle Qiantang, since you are here, why not show up and see me?"

"Yes, Ao Xuan has such a son, so he should be safe."

A faint and distant admiration suddenly sounded, and everyone on the boat was shocked and saw a man wearing a brocade robe in black and gold patterns appear out of thin air.

The man looked about thirty years old, with a straight nose and square mouth, a divine light in his eyes, and a calm and steady state, but he gave people a sense of calmness and peace.

"The uncle has been too much. I want to fight against Dongdu in the past and fight against the three dragon kings of the East China Sea with his own strength and will not be defeated. The style of the Dragon God of Qiantang still impresses my nephew."

Ao Chen was shocked, but his expression was not at all. He said neither humble nor arrogantly: "Shi Bo, if you are willing to hand over Yinglong and surrender to the East China Sea, your nephew can guarantee the father's support. The Qiantang and the aquariums in the southeast are still under your control."

Qiantang Dragon God did not comment, his eyes fell on Ao Su and said, "Do you think like him?"

"You do... me, I..."

Ao Su subconsciously wanted to say a few harsh words, but when he saw those vast eyes, his mind was blank and he couldn't say anything.

"If you want to surrender, you have surrendered more than a thousand years ago. What's more, Yinglong is the son of his old friend, and the things in his hands are given by destiny, and it is absolutely impossible to hand them over to the East China Sea."

Qiantang Dragon God smiled and looked at Ao Chen again. Feng Qingyun said calmly: "I am here to take the lives of two nephews."

As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't see any action. A breath came from the void. It was undetectable at first, but it was infinitely enlarged in an instant, and it was vast and as if the clouds of the nine heavens drooped down the sky, unstoppable.

The Wuliang Qi broke through the restricted defense of the Golden Tower Ship in just a moment. The huge hull was squeaking, and everyone on the ship was shocked. Just as they were about to take action, they found that this force could not resist at all.

Just when everyone thought that they were doomed, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, and a huge dragon roared out of thin air.

The dragon's head and beard are fluttering, and its hair is powerful without anger. The dragon's eyes are bright and energetic. When the dragon's mouth is opened, the rolling dragon breath breaks through the suppression of the qi mechanism and goes straight to the Dragon God of Qiantang.

Such a change occurred, a hint of surprise flashed in Qiantang Dragon God's eyes, but he was still calm. He stretched out his hand and rolled back three thousand feet, and the endless water curtain blocked the dragon's breath.

Then a long spear floated into the world, and a spear hit the golden dragon's body, and a whine sounded, and the dragon instantly turned into a crutch and fell into the hands of an old man wearing a brocade robe, wearing a nine-dragon crown, and was imposing.

Looking at the crutches flying backwards in his hand, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled kindly, as if he had met his old friend again, saying, "Fellow Daoist Qiantang has not seen him for a thousand years, and his charm is as good as before, and he can be congratulated."

"Ao Xuan!"

Seeing the Dragon King of the East China Sea appear here, the Dragon God of Qiantang was slightly stunned. Feeling the surrounding heaven and earth energy, he felt that the Shengsi Sea Mountain Map was sacrificing the Sui Xin Shengsi Sea Mountain Map, but there was no reaction for a moment, as if it was being given a trap by other things.

"Gathering Dragon Bell?"

"Yes, it's Julongzhong. I have taken great pains to secretly hide the Shengsi Sea Yuetuo from fellow Taoists." The Dragon King of East China Sea nodded and stroked his beard, and smiled, "I wonder who is the best plan this time?"
Chapter completed!