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Chapter 484: Three-party Reactions (Part )

The waves are rippling and there are schools of fish and shrimps.

Beneath the clear waters lies a majestic white stone palace.

As an adult grandson of the dragon, Ke Laoqi already has his own fiefdom with the full support of the Golden Turtle Clan.

At this moment, it sits on the coral throne.

His expression turned a little cold, and he looked down with a headache.

An old golden-patterned turtle demon knelt on one knee, his face full of murderous intent, and his aura comparable to Bai Yujing was looming: "I hope that Dragon Grandson will issue an order to let this old slave lead the troops to the Tianjian Sect to ask for an explanation!"

"..."

Ke Laoqi pursed his lips and swallowed back the words "Just you".

Is this old bastard out of his mind?

How could the Nanhong Seven Sons be bullied? If they were really angered, they would risk their lives and even turn the Nanlong Palace upside down.

but……

The life and death of the other party's beloved son is unknown.

The happy event that the turtle tribe had prepared will now most likely become a funeral.

Nanlong Palace is indeed not afraid of the Seven Sons of Nanhong.

But this grandson of the dragon cannot represent the Dragon Palace, not to mention that he is only the son of a general under his command.

Old Seven Ke really didn't want to issue this decree.

It doesn't have a high status in the Dragon Palace to begin with, and if it causes trouble again, it will inevitably make Grandpa Dragon unhappy.

According to Ke Laoqi's way of doing things, he has always been able to solve 99% of the problems by raising the name of Dragon Palace. If he cannot solve the problem, he will instinctively want to retreat.

"What are you in a hurry for?"

Thinking of this, Ke Laoqi finally spoke up: "The negotiation with the Nanhong Seven Sons is the responsibility of my fourth brother. If I intervene rashly, it will inevitably cause misunderstandings from my fourth brother. Do you want to cause discord between me and my brothers?"

"Old slave... Old slave dare not!"

The golden-patterned turtle demon's lips trembled, obviously seeing through Long Sun's thoughts, but he didn't dare to say it directly.

After he heaving a sigh of relief, he suddenly knelt down with his other leg, changing his posture from inviting a fight to one of begging: "My Golden Turtle Clan has always been loyal to Dragon Grandson and would go through fire and water without hesitation. My Jun'er has always been guarding Dragon Grandson and even regarded the wounds he blocked for you, which remained on his face for many years, as an honor."

"Now its life or death is uncertain. I don't ask for anything else, at least... at least let me know whether it is dead or not. If it is dead, who killed it."

Every word the old turtle demon spoke sounded like tears, and the other demons around him felt a sense of grief.

"Okay, if you want to know these, you don't necessarily need to ask the Heavenly Sword Sect."

Ke Laoqi concealed the irritation in his eyes and interrupted the old bastard's sobbing: "If I remember correctly, my thirteenth brother was also there."

Having said that, it couldn't help but sneer.

Everyone else thought that Ke Shisan was helping it and protecting the wedding sedan from entering the water.

Only Ke Laoqi knew that the boy was definitely not holding back his fart.

The other side is showing signs of showing its might, and it is inevitable that it will target this group of brothers, paving the territory with blood and building a new palace with corpses.

Among the remaining twelve dragon grandchildren, the one most likely to be attacked is none other than himself.

Forget it, just give this old bastard some perfunctory treatment.

After all, there will be important things that will require the help of each other next time.

Thinking of this, Ke Laoqi closed his eyes and began to use secret methods to contact the brother he had not seen for a long time.

Under the expectant gaze of the monsters.

A strange smile subconsciously appeared on Ke Laoqi's face.

It slowly opened its eyes and looked at its palm in surprise.

I saw a blood talisman quietly appearing in the palm of my hand.

"Longsun, what's wrong?"

The golden-patterned turtle demon, which was at the level of Baiyujing, looked over nervously.

"nothing."

Ke Laoqi quickly clenched his palms and looked over: "Your son is most likely dead, so there is no need to say more."

"died……"

The old turtle demon's body trembled twice, and he opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word for a long time.

"Don't worry, I will let the Heavenly Sword Sect give you an explanation. Blood debt must be paid with blood."

Ke Laoqi stood up slowly, and with just one sentence, the faces of the monsters below changed drastically.

Long Sun actually wanted to turn against the Heavenly Sword Sect for the sake of the Turtle Clan? !
"but……"

"We still have to give Fourth Brother some face. I will inform him as soon as possible. Just wait."

The words have been spoken.

The old bastard could no longer suppress his emotions, and even his voice began to tremble: "I understand, I can wait."

"Let's get down to business."

Ke Laoqi walked slowly to the side of the golden-patterned turtle demon and gently patted its shoulder: "I have encountered a great opportunity, so great that I can regain the attention of Grandpa Long. Now, I want you to help me regain this opportunity."

"As long as you handle this matter well, your Golden Turtle Clan will enjoy eternal happiness."

Hearing this, the old bastard suddenly trembled.

Compared to the promise made by the other party, the dangerous atmosphere contained in it made it feel even more uneasy.

"Don't worry, I told you it's a chance."

Ke Laoqi said something to comfort him.

The old bastard slowly raised his head and whispered, "May I ask, Dragon Grandson, what is the opportunity?"

There was a sinister look in Ke Laoqi's eyes, and he transmitted his voice: "For example, to kill a Taoist disciple of an immortal sect?"

Hearing this, the old bastard staggered back and looked over in disbelief.

It was as if I heard some ridiculous joke.

It? To kill the Taoist disciples of the Immortal Sect?

The difficulty of this matter is second only to killing a giant in the Hedao realm.

Firstly, there are only six Daoists among the Seven Sons of Nanhong, and each one is stronger than the other. For people like them, any time they leave the sect, they will be the center of attention, and there is no possibility of them being ambushed and killed.

To be able to secretly invite them out, you need to have a very good relationship.

I'm afraid that even my playmates since childhood may not be able to do this.

Then again, having such a close relationship with Daozi is equivalent to climbing the thickest tree in Nanhong. Is it necessary to betray the Seven Sons of Nanhong?

Picture what?
Secondly, even if we lead him out of the Immortal Sect.

Just looking at the strength of the seven dragon grandsons' subordinates, even if all of them are added together, which Taoist can be defeated?

As for asking the fathers to come out, it is impossible to do it quietly. It is equivalent to directly declaring war on the Seven Sons of Nanhong, and the war will not stop until death.

What kind of merit or opportunity is this?

"What are you worried about?"

Ke Laoqi raised his eyebrows and glanced over with dissatisfaction: "Can I let you die?"

"That won't happen."

The old turtle has a very clear understanding of his own status. The Seventh Dragon Grandson may not be a sentimental person, but at least for now, it seems that the other party still needs to rely on the Golden Turtle Clan a lot.

“The moon waxes and wanes.”

Ke Laoqi walked out of the hall slowly: "After reaching its peak, it is time for it to decline."

Hearing this, the old bastard's eyelids twitched, as if he had guessed something, and then even his breathing became much stagnant.

It stared at Long Sun's back in a daze.

The other party looked very confident.

I was suddenly shocked.

Seven Dragons' Grandson... is there really a way to make the Taoist disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect voluntarily leave the Immortal Sect when she is at her weakest? !
"call."

However, Ke Laoqi did not turn back to explain anything, and only left this sentence.

It steps on the waves and floats forward.

It was not until he arrived at a deserted place that a bit of annoyance appeared on his face.

He directly activated the secret technique, and a water mirror appeared in front of him.

Looking at the dark and oppressive situation.

Ke Laoqi forced out a respectful expression, adjusted his armor, then knelt on one knee, clasped his hands and said, "Laoqi has something to report to Fourth Brother."

The dark red figure began to move slowly, and as it moved a little further away, its metal-like scales were revealed.

The huge dragon head looked sharp and ferocious, with a pair of eyes glowing yellow, looking down at me condescendingly: "Speak."

"Thirteen... Thirteen seems to be dead! After it met the disciples of Tianjian Sect..." As he said this, Ke Laoqi stretched out his trembling hand, wanting to show the blood symbol on his palm to the other party.

But he didn't expect that the red dragon still looked indifferent, without any abnormality, and he didn't even bother to expose the hypocritical grief on Ke Laoqi's face: "Got it."

Before he finished speaking, the water mirror had quietly dissipated.

Old Seven Ke was stunned. He originally wanted to use Old Four to fight against the Seven Sons of Nanhong. While weakening Old Four's strength, he could also divert the attention of the Seven Sons of Nanhong and make it easier for him to do things.

Kill two birds with one stone.

But the other party's reaction was beyond its expectations.

Even if their relationship was distant on a daily basis, the Thirteenth Brother was still their brother. The Fourth Brother actually behaved so coldly. He had never considered himself a member of the Southern Dragon Palace.

Grandpa Long actually handed over the most prosperous waters to the other party to guard. He is really confused.

"This bastard!"

Separated by the vast sea and ocean, the red dragon could not hear Ke Laoqi's curses.

Of course, even if it heard it, it wouldn't bother to pay attention.

It stared calmly at the letter in front of it.

Chilong knew about Ke Shisan's death much earlier than anyone else.

But in the middle, I felt Thirteen's breath again, which made me a little confused.

The reason why no action has been taken until now.

It's because of the letter in front of me.

It describes in detail the life of a strange monk, including all the methods he has used and the changes in his realm.

At the end of the letter, it mentioned that Liu Shiqian of Qingyue Sect went to the Yan family with this cultivator.

Logically speaking, a letter written by a monk would hardly gain the trust of the Dragon Palace.

But Ke Laosi just stared quietly at the talisman on the envelope.

That was left behind by the elder of Tianjian Sect.

The other party did not conceal his identity and openly betrayed the alliance.

This is where things get interesting.

As long as he sends this letter to the Seven Sons of Nanhong, they will surely die.

But it was precisely because of this that his sincerity was revealed.

"A desperate fight?"

Chilong smiled playfully. This was a token of his allegiance. He wanted to gain the support of Nanlong Palace so that he could fight against other cultivators from Baiyujing. With this leverage in hand, the other party would indeed seem like the best candidate to inherit the Hedao land.

"Go ahead and make a bigger fuss."

"Killing a little thirteen is not enough."

The dragon looked coldly at the dark red scales on its body. This was the result of the overly strong maternal bloodline.

It was once called wild seed.

By killing his compatriots, he finally earned the title of Dragon's Grandson.

But no matter how strong it is.

The Southern Dragon Palace, which is dominated by the Yellow Evil Poison Dragon, will never be handed over to the hands of a red dragon.

Who said that only cultivators can inherit the Hedao treasure land?
It would like to try it.

But the time is not right yet. Only when the Dragon Palace is bullied to the extreme can the Seven Sons of Nanhong pay the price of an abandoned Hedao treasure land to appease the anger of Lord Long.

Of course, we can't just do nothing and give people something to talk about.

"Someone is coming."

The red dragon raised his head and said calmly, "Go find something for Qingyue Sect to do. No matter what, I want to meet with Liu Shiqian."

An elder of Baiyujing is almost enough to pay for Xiao Shisan’s life.

"I obey my orders!"

There were waves of solemn responses coming from outside the hall.

……

White mist floats between the majestic peaks.

There was still some purple air remaining in it.

There were several villages scattered at the foot of the mountain, and the people were arduously heading towards the top of the mountain, trying to trace where the purple air came from, hoping to gain the chance to become immortals.

However, when they finally climbed up the mountain and looked up, they saw a menacing palace.

It was seven stories high, and a sea of ​​blood was rising, as if there were wronged souls crying.

It was accompanied by a low roar of beasts that made the mountains tremble slightly.

“There’s a demon!!”

Sharp wails echoed through the mountains, and figures fled downwards in panic.

Many mortals slipped and fell straight down the mountain.

Just when they were about to be crushed to death, a mountain wind blew up and lifted them up, sending them back to the foot of the mountain, just like a dream.

At the top of the mountain.

Shen Yi sat cross-legged, calmed his breathing, and put the Infinite Demon Emperor Palace between his eyebrows.

The seventh level of Return to Void finally crossed the watershed and entered the late stage.

"Congratulations to my Lord for his great increase in strength!"

Wu Jun knelt on one knee, bowed his head and saluted.

"..."

Ke Shisan was stunned for a moment, staring at the little turtle in disbelief.

Can you do this?

Its fingers trembled, and now it seemed a little deliberate to follow the movements.

Asshole! Why don't you remind yourself!

Shen Yi was too lazy to pay attention to the two stone guardian stones. He really didn't understand. They would be filling the palace in the future anyway, so what was there to fight for?

He now has three stone guardian stones that can be of great use. Apart from the dragon grandson and the turtle, there is also a ninth-level demon general under the turtle's command.

In addition, there are six stone guardian stones between the second and first grades that can be condensed.

What is lacking now is not the suppressing stone, but the life span of the demon.

This thing doesn't require any level of cultivation.

Just eat enough to fill you up.

Shen Yi glanced at Wu Jun. If he remembered correctly... the other party still had a complete turtle army under his command.

With his current strength, going head-on against the main demon army under Long Sun would be tantamount to seeking death.

But if there is an "insider" to help, and to shorten the demon's lifespan a little, as long as you are careful enough, the chances are still quite good.

"Reporting to my Lord, Wu Jun has already mastered all the information about the Golden Turtle Demon Clan."

Seeing his master's look, the bald turtle responded confidently without any hesitation.

It has begun trying to take over the turtle army at a young age, and it does have reason to be proud of it.

"If that's the case, I know where the other dragon grandchildren are, and even where Grandpa Long is recuperating." Ke Shisan stood up unwilling to be outdone.

"Wait a minute." Shen Yi glanced at it.

You know it's useless, are you going to die there?

In comparison, Wu Jun is much more reliable. With such a general leading the way, at least safety is guaranteed.

Didn't think about it any more.

Shen Yi knew very well how ridiculous his tricks were in front of a powerful force like the Dragon Palace.

If the Dragon Palace was really angry.

Their minions in Hongze are like a big net. If they try to cover themselves up, there will be no room for them to develop secretly.

Wherever the monster is killed, the Dragon Palace will be able to come immediately.

He really doesn't have much time left.

This time, even the Hedao treasure land may not be able to protect himself.

Now it seems that the only way to live in peace is to attend the Seven Sons Conference, secure the position of the sect leader, and use the background of the Seven Sons of Nanhong to contain the Dragon Palace.

Only in this way will I have time to visit the precious land of Nanyang and make a name for myself.

Think about this.

Shen Yi directly summoned the black flying sword and, under the guidance of Wu Jun, flew towards the ocean!

(End of this chapter)