Eastern Prince's words are very domineering, and he will ask others to hand over a wisp of True Spirit if he disagrees with her.
Such behavior is obviously to make Four Seas Dragon Clan a slave.
Not to mention the person involved, Dragon Clan, even the onlookers East Sea can't stand it. After all, the purpose of practice is not just to achieve enlightenment and freedom.
However, no one dared to stand up and say a word of justice.
Primordial Wilderness The strong are respected, and the weak eat the strong. Who dares to offend a Quasi-Saint Realm strong man?
"Senior Eastern Prince, I Dragon Clan ask myself that I have not offended you, so why are you forcing me so hard?"
Ao Qing was holding on to Eastern Prince's Quasi-Saint momentum, his body was trembling, and a trace of humiliation flashed in his eyes.
Once upon a time, he Dragon Clan competed with Primordial Wilderness for supremacy, competing with the Phoenix Clan and Qilin Clan for the lead role of Primordial Wilderness.
They were very prosperous at that time.
Unexpectedly, the elders in the clan who had fallen and suffered serious injuries would now be humiliated by such a rising star like Eastern Prince.
But Ao Qing was unwilling to send a message to Candle Dragon Old Ancestor who was seriously injured and dying. After all, Dragon Clan's secrets should not be touched lightly.
If possible, he really doesn't want to fight Immortal Court.
Seeing how forbearing Ao Qing is, Eastern Prince is even more aggressive.
"This emperor is the 'Head of Male Immortals' appointed by Dao Ancestor Hongjun. He shall be the leader of Primordial Wilderness immortals. Dragon Clan dared to disobey this emperor's will thousands of years ago. He deserves to be blamed for his fate."
"I only give you three breaths. If you don't hand over True Spirit, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Eastern Prince's aura surged by three points again.
Four Sea Dragon Kings, who were still able to hold on, fell into the sea one by one.
Ao Qing finally managed to stabilize his figure and said angrily, "Senior, are you really going to kill the fish and kill the net?"
Eastern Prince sneered, "The fish will die, but the net may not be broken!"
"Stop talking nonsense, one breath!... Two breaths!... Three..."
Just when Eastern Prince was about to shout for three breaths and his eyes were getting colder, he heard a sneer.
"Who is laughing? Get out of here!"
Eastern Prince's expression froze, and he suddenly looked in the direction of the laughter.
With a flick of his hand, a red sword energy that could tear apart space shot out.
"How dare you display your ugliness despite your small skills?"
In the empty void, a handsome red-haired young man wearing a white robe suddenly appeared.
The young man stood on the head of a kilometer-long Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, his hands clasped behind his back, his red hair and white robes fluttering gently in the sea breeze.
The red-haired young man waved his hand, and a Spatial Rift suddenly appeared in front of him and swallowed up the red sword energy that broke through the air.
The next moment, a hole opened in the void behind Eastern Prince.
"Tear!"
The red sword energy passed by, and a gash was cut in the golden emperor's robe.
Eastern Prince's eyes narrowed and he extinguished the sword energy. When he noticed that his robe was cut open, his face instantly became gloomy.
"Hong Yun! It's you again!"
Looking at the visitor, he gritted his teeth and spoke word by word.
"Oh, fellow Daoist Eastern Prince, I haven't seen you for many years, but you are even more charming than Purple Cloud Palace!"
[Ding, the host praised Eastern Prince. Congratulations to the host for receiving a random reward: Innate Extreme Yang Qi fragment x1]
"You..."
When Eastern Prince heard Hong Yun's praise, he thought Hong Yun was mocking him.
Recalling that Purple Cloud Palace was severely injured by Hong Yun, and had to be rescued by Dao Ancestor Hongjun in the end, his face couldn't help but look even more ugly.
"Stop talking nonsense, what is your purpose here? But you are here for the Dragon Clan?"
Eastern Prince's tone was rather fearful, but he still maintained his composure. When he saw Five-Clawed Golden Dragon at Hong Yun's feet, he seemed to understand.
"Ah? If you say that the poor Daoist is just passing by, I wonder if fellow Daoist Eastern Prince believes it?"
Hong Yun showed a lazy smile and continued to tease Eastern Prince.
"This emperor believes in you!"
Eastern Prince cursed secretly in his heart, but secretly mobilized himself Mana to be vigilant.
At this time, Dragon King of the East Sea Ao Qing said in surprise, "Fellow Daoist Hongyun, you are finally here. If you don't come, I, Dragon Clan, will be in danger!"
"It's fellow Daoist Ao Qing! I'm sorry, I woke up an hour late because of my inclination to sleep, and almost delayed my important event. Fellow Daoist, please forgive me."
Hong Yun immediately apologized when he saw Ao Qing's excited look.
How could Ao Qing, who had transformed into a human form, dare to accept. "No delay, no delay, as long as fellow Daoist is here."
"I haven't seen you for a while, how are you doing, fellow Daoist?"
"It's okay, I just miss Guang'er a little bit, I don't know..."
I can see Hong Yun and Ao Qing exchanging pleasantries with each other, but I can see Eastern Prince and Immortal Court's soldiers as nothing.
This made Eastern Prince, who was wary of Hong Yun's move, look darker and darker.
"Hong Yun, do you really want to make things difficult for me? Aren't you afraid that Dao Ancestor Hongjun will blame you?"
Eastern Prince couldn't stand the loud scolding, but actually used his spiritual consciousness to secretly observe Hong Yun's cultivation.
Feeling a burst of spiritual consciousness, Hong Yun didn't pay attention to it. Under "Breath Concealment Technique", Eastern Prince was destined to not be able to see anything.
At this time, Hong Yun's cultivation level is still Mid-Stage Primordial Golden Immortal, and his realm has already reached the later stage.
"Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Perfection? He didn't Corpse Severing?"
Eastern Prince, who was initially afraid of Hong Yun, couldn't help but be stunned when he realized that Hong Yun's cultivation level was still that of Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Perfection.
After confirming again and again, he became a little more courageous.
Hong Yun then became a little more serious and saluted Eastern Prince: "To be honest, I was invited by fellow Daoist Ao Qing to help me with my boxing!"
"I wonder if you can give Pindao some face to avoid the dispute between the two families, and don't let this East Sea land become a river of blood?"
"Give you face? Just for your little Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Perfection? What if I don't allow it?"
Eastern Prince, who thought he had seen through the realm of Hong Yun, had a very unkind tone.
He ordered the preparations for this crusade against the Dragon Clan ten thousand years ago, and now the entire Primordial Wilderness's attention is focused on the East Sea.
If Hong Yun said a word lightly, Immortal Court and all the soldiers would return without success.
Where is the majesty of his Immortal Court?
Does Eastern Prince still want to lose face?
Not to mention that Hong Yun made him lose face outside the Purple Cloud Palace. Now that he is Early-stage Quasi-Saint, how can he not regain his face?
"No, it seems that Daoist fellow Daoist doesn't want to give poor Daoist some mercy?"
Hong Yun stared at Eastern Prince, but his tone gradually became colder.
"How dare you, a Daluo Golden Immortal, dare to speak like this to this emperor, a strong man like Quasi-Saint Realm? Do you believe that this emperor made you fall on the spot?"
Eastern Prince smiled disdainfully and slowly took out Innate Spiritual Treasure Pure Yang Sword.
The Mana of the Quasi-Saint Realm and the condensed Extreme Yang Law dyed the sword body crimson, and wisps of Yang Qi radiated from the blade.
"Do you think, Daoist fellow Daoist, that you will be a poor Daoist?"
Facing the threat of Eastern Prince, Hong Yun is calm and calm.
However, just like this, Eastern Prince's eyes turned red and his heart filled with anger.
Tens of thousands of years ago, Hong Yun was humiliated like this in front of the Purple Cloud Palace's comrades, and seeing a similar scene again, how could Eastern Prince endure it?
"Death to this emperor!"
Eastern Prince turned his fingers into a sword, and with a movement of consciousness, under the blessing of Mana and the law, the pure Yang sword turned into a line of blood and headed towards Hong Yun's heart.
"Fellow Daoist Hongyun Be careful!"
Ao Qing, who couldn't see the sword shadow clearly, shrank his pupils and couldn't bear to remind him loudly.
The line of blood cut through the sky, and it was almost as if it was about to sink into Hong Yun's heart.
Unexpectedly, a big hand glowing with white light reached out from the void and grabbed the blood line.
"Who dares to touch me Brother Hongyun?"