"Zi la!"
The red pure Yang sword and the big hand protruding from the void struggled with each other, making a harsh sound.
Gradually, the white light completely wiped out the Yang Qi on the sword blade.
A majestic figure with wings on its back also slowly walked out of the void.
"Ancestor Witch Dijiang is here, who dares to touch my brother Wu Clan?"
After Dijiang's figure appeared, Eastern Prince's face suddenly changed, and he immediately used his spiritual consciousness to drive Pure Yang Sword, trying to break free from Dijiang's hand.
However, Dijiang's Ancestor Witch body has been tempered to a strength no less than that of Middle-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, and with Law of Space in his hand, how could he make it break free so easily.
In the end, Pure Yang Sword's sword screamed and was completely held by Dijiang.
"Dijiang, return this emperor's sword quickly!"
Eastern Prince's eyes were sharp, and he put his hands together, and a wooden dragon suddenly appeared on his back and attacked Dijiang with its teeth and claws.
But when the wooden dragon flew halfway, it was repulsed by a golden fist shadow.
"Zhurong is here, who dares to touch my brother Wu Clan?"
With his upper body naked, two fire snakes wrapped around his arms, Zhurong stared at Eastern Prince with his eyes as if staring at prey.
But this is not over yet.
"Zhu Jiu Yin is here!"
"Shebishi is here!"
"Ju Mang is here!"
"Ru Shou is here!"
"Gong Gong is here!"
"Qiang Liang is here!"
"Tian Wu is here!"
"Xi Zi is here!"
"Xuan Ming is here!"
"Houtu is here!"
"Who dares to touch my brother Wu Clan!"
The twelve statues exuded Quasi-Saint Realm all over their bodies, and figures like gods and demons appeared one after another out of nowhere.
Immediately afterwards, these twelve Quasi-Saint Realm and Wu Clan surrounded Eastern Prince.
At this moment, don't say Eastern Prince!
The Immortal Dragon forces present and the East Sea creatures watching were all confused.
What kind of outrageous thing was this done?
"Twelve Quasi-Saint, how virtuous and capable is this emperor?"
Eastern Prince looks stern, but who can know the bitterness in his heart?
He glanced slightly at the right hand that had just drawn the sword, and he really wanted to chop it off on the spot.
Let your hands be cheap!
"Fellow Daoists, there is a misunderstanding, a huge misunderstanding! Everything was just a misunderstanding!"
Eastern Prince couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
How could he dare to care about the face of the Lord Immortal Court at this time? He was afraid that he would be beaten to death by these twelve Quasi-Saints later.
If it's just Quasi-Saint, what does Eastern Prince have to fear?
If there were two Quasi-Saint, he Eastern Prince would dare to give it a try!
Even if there are three Quasi-Saint, he can still escape no matter what!
But twelve?
"Beast!"
Eastern Prince was roaring in his heart, but he didn't dare to show his face for fear of being noticed.
It's so frustrating! It's so frustrating!
I thought that after achieving Quasi-Saint and establishing Immortal Court, I would at least be able to dominate East Sea, but who would have thought that this iron plate would come so quickly!
Looking at Hong Yun who was still calm and calm, Eastern Prince just felt that he must have been Shi Lezhi just now.
Otherwise, why would you attack a person with twelve Quasi-Saint statues standing behind him?
Even if he is just a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Perfection.
"Fellow Daoist Eastern Prince, you just hit me Brother Hongyun, but I Zhurong saw it clearly. Now you say you misunderstood, do you think I, Zhurong, was dazzled?"
Zhurong looked unkind but had a sneer on his lips. He clenched his hands tightly and his joints made a crisp sound.
The Law of Fire on my body is also becoming more and more intense.
Even if they have not condensed into the Tao, they who are born to control the law will not be worse than those Quasi-Saint who have understood the Tao.
"No, it's not..."
Eastern Prince If you dare to admit it, you will immediately refute it.
However, Hong Yun sighed in a low voice, "Eastern Prince Fellow Daoist, Pindao has always been kind to others. Even fellow Daoists with lower cultivation levels than Pindao are treated with sincerity, but you are trying to put Pindao to death."
"But how did Pindao offend you? If he offended you, Pindao would have changed his mind, so why would you do this?"
Such "tea talk" made Eastern Prince almost want to vomit blood.
Feeling: You weren't the one who beat me to such a state in the Purple Cloud Palace?
Unfortunately, under the fierce gazes of the twelve ferocious gods Ancestor Witch, Eastern Prince could only show a "kind" smile.
"Alas, Fellow Daoist Hongyun, you have misunderstood me..."
In just a short while, Eastern Prince brought his great wisdom to the extreme, and then he had to explain.
"Hmm? My emperor?"
Dijiang A dissatisfied voice immediately made him change his mind.
"No, a slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue! It's Pindao! Fellow Daoist, you have misunderstood Pindao!"
Eastern Prince quickly waved his hand to indicate that he said something wrong, and then said, "I just wanted to present this pure Yang sword to fellow Daoists for viewing. In fact, there was no malicious intention."
"Yes, it is dedicated to fellow Daoists for viewing. I have long heard that fellow Daoists are knowledgeable and have unique insights into all kinds of Spiritual Treasure, so I wanted to ask fellow Daoists to taste it."
After Eastern Prince finished speaking, he couldn't help but sigh at his own quick wit.
Such a critical situation was solved by him. No wonder Dao Ancestor wanted to designate him as "Head of Male Immortals".
As for the strange looks from other people around him, Immortal Court he had long ignored the sight of the soldiers lowering their heads in shame.
What else could be done?
There is no big deal between life and death. As long as you are alive, there is hope. He is a person that Dao Ancestor values. He still has ambitions to realize, so he cannot die here.
Eastern Prince is worthy of being an emperor, and even the thick blackness of an emperor is self-taught.
Unexpectedly, the strongest has its own strong hand!
I just heard Hong Yun slap his thigh and said loudly, "It turned out that the poor Daoist misunderstood fellow Daoist. It turns out that fellow Daoist wanted to give this pure Yang sword to me for tasting!"
"Fellow Daoist, I told you earlier. It was a misunderstanding. Fellow Daoist is so kind. If I don't accept it, wouldn't I be letting down fellow Daoist's good intentions?"
When it comes to the word "gift", Hong Yun said it especially loudly.
It was so loud that Eastern Prince's heart almost stopped!
"No, Fellow Daoist Hongyun, I am..."
How could he give up this piece of Companion Spirit Treasure that suited him so well? He had to explain.
But the next moment he froze!
"Huh?"
Dijiang snorted coldly, and at the same time, twelve terrifying murderous intentions locked Eastern Prince tightly.
After a while, the imperial robe on Eastern Prince's back was soaked with cold sweat.
"What, the fellow Daoist didn't give it to the poor Daoist?"
Hong Yun deliberately showed a bit of disappointment on his face, and then paused heavily at the word "gift".
Eastern Prince is going crazy!
If Tai was not so ambitious, he would really like to die with this useless thing.
But under the roof, even if he is "Head of Male Immortals", he has to bow his head!
"Yes, Fellow Daoist Hongyun, don't worry too much. Fellow Daoist from Pindao Temple has a destiny with Pure Yang Sword. This sword is just a gift to fellow Daoist!"
After Eastern Prince finished saying this, he couldn't help but lower his head, as if he had lost all his strength and means.
However, who here could not hear the unwillingness in his tone?