The Proof of the Heavens Begins with The Legend of the Condor Heroes

After leaving the sea eye, Fang Hao came to a gloomy and eerie sea area.

In the deep sea, gloomy and gloomy is normal, but Fang Hao sensed an ominous aura from this gloomy and gloomy atmosphere.

"This is..." Fang Hao transformed into a human form, gathered his demonic consciousness, and tried his best to sense. Soon he sensed the black Qi coming from the sea, which appeared and disappeared from time to time but existed truly.

Death, powerlessness, destruction, pain...all kinds of sensations emanated from the black air, making people shudder!
Fang Hao thought about it and released Prime Minister Turtle's soul.

As soon as Prime Minister Turtle came out, he immediately noticed the ominous energy everywhere around him, and exclaimed almost reflexively: "Disaster, disaster has come again!"

Fang Hao frowned and said, "Look, is this the West Sea?"

"Yes, this is the West Sea. I will never remember this feeling wrongly." said Prime Minister Turtle.

"Very good, take me to the Dragon Palace in the West Sea." Fang Hao said.

"Yes!" Although he was extremely frightened, Prime Minister Turtle could not even think of resisting Fang Hao, the killer.

I had no choice but to lead the way in front, following the direction where the black air came from and swimming towards its source.

The sea was gloomy and Fang Hao swam for a long time but could not see any living creature. He was obviously affected by the ominous energy.

It is indeed unbelievable that the core area of ​​the West Sea, one of the four seas, has turned into a dead zone.

Soon, Fang Hao swam to the place where the Dragon Palace was located. The West Sea Dragon Palace, which used to have walls made of white jade and tiles made of gold, has now become a ghost town.

Right at the gate of the Dragon Palace, Fang Hao saw two huge demon corpses, a shrimp and a crab.

"Shrimp soldiers and crab generals" seem to be the standard configuration of the Dragon Palace, but the shrimp soldiers and crab generals responsible for guarding the Dragon Palace are all demon kings with thousands of years of Taoism experience.

In the outside world, he is a monster on the level of the Seven Demon Kings of Southern Xinjiang, but in the Dragon Palace, he can only be a guard.

Today, the two demon kings have both their souls destroyed, but the strange thing is that their bodies have been preserved, and their facial expressions are very vivid.

It seemed as if his life was taken away in an instant.

Looking at the wisps of black air emanating from the two huge demon corpses, Fang Hao said to himself: "That's the aura!"

When they reached the gate of Dragon Palace, Prime Minister Turtle's soul was unwilling to move forward.

Fang Hao had no choice but to release a blood-red dragon flame as a threat. Prime Minister Turtle had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to lead Fang Hao.

"In front is the main hall where the Dragon King handles government affairs and entertains distinguished guests. To the left rear is the Queen's bedroom, and to the right rear is where the Dragon King hides his treasure..." Prime Minister Turtle continued to introduce.

Fang Hao noticed that the place where the ominous black energy was the deepest was the main hall of the Dragon Palace.

Fang Hao looked up and saw the corpse of a huge monster lying in the main hall. This monster had deer antlers, a tiger head, eagle claws, fish scales, and a snake tail. There was no doubt that it was a real dragon!
"It only has four claws, it's not a real dragon." Fang Hao said after looking at the dragon's claws.

With such a majestic image, this monster is undoubtedly the Dragon King of the West Sea.

Above the huge corpse of the Dragon King of the West Sea, there is a phantom of a large seal, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

"The Seal of Plagues..." Fang Hao examined it carefully and finally recognized the origin of this magic weapon.

The Plague Seal was printed out, and the person coming must be the Lord of the Plague Department among the Eight Departments of Heaven in the Lingkong Fairyland, Lu Yue!
"The Lord of the Plague Department took action personally, no wonder these monsters died so unclearly." Fang Hao looked at the scene carefully.

Faced with the plague set by Lu Yue, except for the Dragon King of the West Sea, the other aquatic creatures died on the spot. Even the Dragon King of the West Sea died soon after revealing his true form. It was obvious that this was a naked massacre!

"Is this the price of failure?" Fang Hao began to understand why the Lingkong Immortal Realm did not deal with the corpses of these monsters.

They just want every demon who sees this scene to understand that this is the price of rebelling against heaven.

"My current cultivation level is only that of a top demon king. Compared with Lu Yue, the top celestial immortal, there is still a long way to go, not to mention the lofty Lingkong Immortal Realm." Fang Hao thought to himself.

Facing such a spiritual and empty fairyland, the so-called resistance is probably futile.

However, the sudden appearance of Sun Wukong was able to bring severe damage to the Lingkong Fairyland. The cultivation level of this Monkey King was even more incredible.

"Sir, do we still need to stay here?" At this time, Prime Minister Turtle's soul asked cautiously.

"Take me to the last place." Fang Hao said.

"Where?" asked Prime Minister Turtle.

"The residence of the third prince of the Dragon King of the West Sea." Fang Hao said.

The third prince of the Dragon King of the West Sea is Xiaobailong, who later became the Bodhisattva of the Eight Heavenly Dragons!
Prime Minister Turtle did not suspect anything and stepped forward to lead the way, arriving at a pavilion with extremely exquisite decoration.

According to legend, the relationship between the Dragon King of the West Sea and the Little White Dragon was not harmonious, and they even became enemies at one point. However, looking at the layout of the Little White Dragon's residence, it is extremely luxurious and ingenious.

This shows that the conflict between father and son is probably a helpless act under the influence of the general trend.

When Fang Hao stepped into the pavilion, the first thing that caught his eye was a shell placed on a jade table.

In the lifeless Dragon Palace of the West Sea, only this shell still retained its bright glow, making it difficult for Fang Hao not to notice it.

"boom!"

Fang Hao threw a powerful punch at the shell, which soon shattered. A mirage pearl the size of a longan appeared in Fang Hao's eyes.

The Mirage Pearl is a treasure that can only be condensed by the ancient mythical beast "Mirage" every ten thousand years. In addition to enhancing the power of illusions, it can also create illusions at will.

A mirage pearl left here must have an extraordinary origin.

The next moment, several rays of light shot out from the Mirage Pearl, weaving a human-shaped illusion in front of Fang Hao. The person was wearing a golden dragon robe, a jade face and a golden crown. It was the Little White Dragon.

"You are here, inheritor." said the illusion left by the little white dragon.

Fang Hao did not say anything, because he knew very well that the only things that could be recorded by the Mirage Pearl were illusions that had been set up long ago, and they were not even remnant souls.

Sure enough, not long after, the illusion of the little white dragon found a place to sit down and said to himself: "I have set a restriction on this mirage pearl. Only the monsters who practice the "Nine Dragons Bodhi Sutra" can open this image. When a monster comes here, it means that I am dead."

Fang Hao thought of the Tianlong Temple buried at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain. Apart from the Nine-Dragon Jade Disk, there was indeed nothing left. The famous "Eight Heavenly Dragons Guangli Bodhisattva" had obviously died long ago.

"But it doesn't matter. After all, I guessed my own fate when I followed my senior brother to rebel against heaven."

The image of the little white dragon paused, and then said: "Born as a demon, I would rather die than be without freedom!" (End of this chapter)