Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

After they came in, they noticed the movement over there, so they gathered here spontaneously, wanting to see who was fighting. It was not until they saw the three princes coming from that direction that they suddenly understood.

It is normal for the princes of the Dragon Palace to compete with each other for opportunities, but I didn't expect that these three princes would be so strong.

"That human race is likely to suffer a great loss at the hands of Jin Feng today. Ten to one, ten of them at the same level as the late Nascent Soul stage. Even if Your Highness personally took action, I'm afraid it would be difficult to gain any advantage."

The monsters were talking about it, and it was obvious that they were not optimistic about Jiang Han. In their perception, humans have always had weak bodies, and they are three points weaker than monsters of the same level, let alone ten against one?

That's pure bullying!

But at this moment, a fierce and bloody energy suddenly surged from the horizon, dyeing the sky blood red in an instant.

At the same time, a voice filled with murderous intent resounded through the sky:

"Do you know if there are still members of the Golden Dragon Clan here?"

The voice was plain, but when the monsters heard it, they felt a chill in their hearts.

"Such a strong evil aura, could it be that a great demon has arrived?"

The monsters turned their heads trembling, only to see a black warship parked overhead at some point, with a row of slender golden dragon corpses neatly hung on it. Their long tails swayed in the wind, continuously dripping with dark golden blood.

"This, this is... the corpse of a Golden Dragon Clan?"

"It's Jiang Han, it's the warship of the Sword Sect's Saint!"

"I remember there weren't so many dragon corpses back then, how come..."

"Could it be that he also killed Jin Feng's group?"

"I saw it, it's Jinfeng, it's really Jinfeng, I recognize his tail!"

After a brief commotion, all the monsters suddenly fell silent, some of them lowered their heads in fear, their little eyes darting around in fear, not daring to look directly at the warship above.

Jinfeng is not an ordinary sea monster, but a high-level sea monster with the blood of a golden dragon. Her strength is so strong that she can rank among the top ten among the Nascent Soul cultivators in the East China Sea.

What's more, he brought nine golden dragons in the late Nascent Soul stage with him, which is a terrifying force that is enough to destroy an entire race.

However, they were now caught in one fell swoop and all hung on the ship. How could these sirens dare to provoke each other?

Hearing this question, several sea sirens with high cultivation bravely replied:

"In reply to what you said, Senior, only ten members of the Golden Dragon Clan came on this trip, and now all of them are here. There is no one else."

Ten out of ten people who came died, and there were already several dead on the boat. I'm afraid that the Golden Dragon Clan is going to be in big trouble this time.

But no one knows how they managed to offend this extremely murderous Sword Sect Saint.

After getting the answer, Jiang Han turned to look at Ming Qingli:

"Junior Sister Ming, once the news of this place gets out, the Golden Dragon Clan will definitely be on guard. How about we set off early now?"

Ming Qingli had no objection: "I'll follow your arrangements."

She had long wanted to seek revenge on the Golden Dragon Clan. Her senior brother had obtained another treasure today, and his strength must have greatly increased. She couldn't wait to see the old dragon die.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look at the row of dragon corpses, with surging hatred hidden in her eyes.

But she quickly turned her head away. It was not the time to be happy yet. The old dragon in the Spirit Transformation Stage was the culprit. As long as the old thing was still alive, she would never be able to let go of her hatred.

This time won't be too long.

Jiang Han turned the boat around and rushed towards the entrance of the whirlpool along the same path. Although the distance was far, the three golden dragons had not escaped for too long, so he should still be able to catch up with them.

……

The exit of the East China Sea whirlpool.

A handsome young man wearing a golden crown and a luxurious robe stood in the air outside the exit, with his hands behind his back, looking indifferently at the huge vortex that was constantly swallowing.

Just by standing there, he gave people a feeling of dominance and ferocity. Dozens of sirens around him lowered their heads, not daring to look at him.

The Third Prince of the East China Sea, Lan Shanhai, a great demon in the early stage of transformation.

On his right, Mo Qiu Shuang and Liu Han Yue stood side by side. Unlike Lan Shan Hai, they had obvious anxious expressions on their faces.

They had arrived in the East China Sea a month ago. When they learned that Jiang Han had arrived in the East China Sea, they immediately set out to persuade him not to provoke the great demon of the Golden Dragon Clan.

Unexpectedly, just when they were halfway there, news came that Jiang Han had fought with the people from the Dragon Palace, and even followed the other party into the whirlpool of the East China Sea.

At that time, Mo Qiu Shuang only regretted that she was too slow and could not stop Jiang Han.

Has he forgotten where this place is?

The East China Sea is not land. It is the home of the Dragon Palace, tens of millions of miles away from the Sword Sect. How dare he provoke the Prince of the Dragon Palace here!

Fortunately, they were there this time and could help him speak well of him in front of the Dragon Palace. Otherwise, Jiang Han would definitely be in trouble this time.

"You two don't need to be so nervous. Although my three brothers are a bit reckless, they have always acted with great discretion. Since they are the Holy Sons of the Sword Sect, even if they are angered by them, they will at most teach them a lesson and will not resort to direct violence."

Lan Shanhai comforted him.

"Besides, Sect Master Ji's original intention was to have me, the Dragon Palace, take action and teach that ignorant brat a lesson. He has provoked my brother, which saves us a lot of trouble."

He was actually a little dissatisfied. It was really too boring that a mere late Nascent Soul cultivator had to make such a fuss that he had to take action personally.

But this was the request of the Lingtian Sect's leader, and he had no way of refusing. He could only think carefully about how to deal with the little swordsman.

Let him know that the East China Sea is not a place where the Sword Sect can run wild.

Mo Qiu Shuang looked at Lan Shanhai. She could feel the disdain for Jiang Han in his words.

Huh, this guy actually looks down on Jiang Han?

It's really funny. What qualifications does an old dragon who has just become a god after practicing for ten thousand years have to look down on Jiang Han, who has only been practicing formally for three years and has already reached the late Nascent Soul stage?

But she could only think about these words in her heart and did not say them directly. Instead, she replied:

"That's exactly what the Third Prince said. We two need to retreat for a while. My junior brother is very ruthless when he speaks. Your Highness, please restrain yourself and don't get angry and break the rules."

"Of course." Lan Shanhai smiled slightly, "A mere Nascent Soul isn't worth my anger."

"Besides, he has nowhere to escape in the Whirlpool Treasure Land. After being beaten up by my three brothers, it's still unclear whether he can speak."

When this was mentioned, Mo Qiu Shuang couldn't help but become nervous again.

Although Jiang Han is quite powerful, the deep sea is the home turf of the dragon clan after all, so the human race is naturally weaker.

As one grows stronger, the other shrinks. His strength is at most equal to Lan Feng's. In addition, with Erlong assisting him, Jiang Han has little chance of winning. He will only be beaten up on the spot and seriously injured.

"Ugh……"

Mo Qiu Shuang sighed secretly, his face bitter.

I just hope Jiang Han can control his temper and not provoke those three golden dragons, otherwise he will really suffer a big loss today.

But it's better this way. It can make him suffer a little, and it can also let him know that the name of the Sword Sect is not useful everywhere. In the East China Sea, only the name of the Lingtian Sect is most effective.

Thinking of this, Mo Qiu Shuang's sadness dissipated a lot.

She did this for Jiang Han's own good.

Once he knows the benefits of Lingtian Sect, he might come back.

at this time--

A golden light suddenly appeared in the vortex crack. The bright light was a little weak, but it still attracted everyone's attention in an instant.

Lan Shanhai's eyes lit up: "This aura... it must be my three younger brothers coming out. I guess Jiang Han has been defeated!"