Long Jun, don't mess around

The Eighth Prince noticed the ever-changing emotions on Su Rong's face just now, and knew that this bird seemed to be very important in the heaven.

Now grabbing the opportunity to get Baifeng is not to kill them all, but to seek a chance for themselves.

The eighth prince was also seriously injured at this time, his internal organs had been displaced, and beating him down would be tantamount to seeking his own death.

"You! You all stop for me! If you come over again, I will strangle this bird to death!"

Innocence is not dead? !

Su Rong was overwhelmed with surprise for a moment, and hurriedly stopped, frowned slightly, and slowly stretched out his hand: "Hand over Wuxie!"

The eighth prince was extremely aggrieved, and coughed up a mouthful of dragon blood: "Young Master just wants to make a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace! Young Master, Young Master only wants to rescue Master! You are so shameless! Master who arrested Young Master, returned, and sent a Come fight with your life, you guys, cough! Will you fight!"

The immortals shook their heads and whispered that they would not fight.

The eldest prince Su Rong looked at the one in Donghai, his eyes were about to burst into flames.

"Eighth brother!"

The roar of the tiger and the roar of the dragon frightened the Heavenly Palace. A purple-gold dragon hovered in the clouds.

All the immortals gasped in unison, the Eighth Prince made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace, and everyone refused to take action because they were afraid of the Eighth Prince's powerful mana and his young age.

In addition, he is afraid of the power of the deep sea. The nine sons of the deep sea old dragon king are not easy to mess with. The majestic emperor did not show up from the beginning to the end, but it was just to find a way for himself.

If the Tiangong is destroyed, at least Shenhai can feel guilty and contribute money to repair the Tiangong. If someone hurts the eighth prince, the old dragon king Xingshi asks for guilt, the Emperor of Heaven can say that I don’t know anything, so he refuses.

Seeing that his eighth younger brother was injured, Zijin Tianlong couldn't help being enraged, and he was so aggressive that he seemed to spew fire from his nose: "The prince of the heavens is deceiving people too much, he actually injured a child's muscles and bones!"

The eldest prince, Su Rong, didn't explain, and rushed over to snatch back the blood-stained white phoenix.

"Third Brother!"

When the eighth prince came, he wanted to avoid the eldest prince, who wanted to fall on the cloud, Zijin Tianlong held him with a dragon and a bird in his claw: "Do you want to kill the eldest prince!"

Su Rong was furious: "Let go of Wu Xie!"

Prince Long Ba couldn't hear what he said, his third brother came to rescue him, he was so relieved, he fell down and passed out.

Su Rong refused to follow, and rushed up to snatch the bird like a demon.

All the immortal families wished for a few days of peace, seeing that the matter had finally calmed down, how could they allow the eldest prince to take the initiative to cause trouble!

All of a sudden, magical artifacts were flying all over the sky, and all of them greeted the prince Surong, such as Zhuxian Talisman, shaking the golden rope, and the magic gourd and bottle of ten thousand calamities, all of which buried the eldest prince firmly.

Zijin Tianlong snorted coldly: "The eighth brother is ignorant and has caused a little trouble to the heavens. Come to apologize in another day and leave!"

After saying that, he flew away in the clouds and fog.

It doesn't matter if the eighth prince of the deep sea makes troubles in the Heavenly Palace, the poor old Dragon King is burning his ass in a hurry. Although he has nine sons to keep him safe and peaceful, the Heavenly Realm is the boss of the six realms after all. !

This side burned his ass in a hurry, and a flood dragon coming from the other side rushed into the Crystal Palace dragging blood all the way, turning into a man in purple, and the face of the red-clothed boy in his arms was covered with blood.

The young man in red was holding a dying phoenix in his hand. If he didn't look carefully, he would have thought it was a gray pheasant.

"Eighth brother!!"

All the dragons in the Crystal Palace were horrified. The eighth brother was a disciple of Master Huaiyu, with powerful mana. Why was he injured like this? Is the Emperor of Heaven really so determined to have trouble with a child!

The Third Prince Long strode to carry him into the side hall, broke away his hand and hugged Fenghuang to the side, then all the dragons surrounded him and cast spells to treat him.

The old dragon king's dragon beard was flying upwards, and he recognized the phoenix on the side at a glance. Isn't this the famous Phoenix Lord?

Seeing that Feng Jun was also covered in injuries, he must have just gone through a life-and-death struggle, then looked at his lying son, and looked at the seriously injured Phoenix, the old Dragon King suddenly figured out something—so it was!

The Crystal Palace has a lot of high-quality healing medicines, plus his seven night nurses to send immortal energy, the Eighth Prince's injury is considered to be healed, and his cultivation base is not damaged, and he will be able to recover after a few days of recuperation.

The trauma was healed, but the arrogance in my heart was getting higher and higher day by day.

The Emperor of Heaven wanted to settle the matter and make peace, so he did not come to Xingshi to inquire about the crime. The Dragon King knew that his son had made a mistake first, so he couldn't come forward to ask his son for an explanation.

"Yuanqi!"

The third prince Yuan He frowned deeply and couldn't help but scolded: "What kind of words! How can your three-legged cat's skills save people! This time it was a fluke, next time I can only collect your corpse!"

"Who brought me to beg Master Huaiyu to return to my sect? And who advised me to respect my master? Now that Master is in trouble, I can't sit still in this Crystal Palace for a day!"

After saying that, the Eighth Prince Yuan Qi stomped his feet again, making the Crystal Palace tremble.

The third prince sighed: "Calm down! You and I know the strength of Master Huaiyu. He rarely meets opponents in the Six Realms. How can he be captured by the Emperor of Heaven so easily."

The young man in red regained his energy, and ran to his third brother in three steps at a time, with eager anticipation written on his young face: "Yes, third brother, you mean that Master has not been arrested?"

Yuan couldn't help but raise his forehead, he is the majestic third prince of the deep sea who is wise and resourceful in charge of the world, how can he have such a simple-minded younger brother with well-developed limbs!

But people say that the nine sons of Longsheng are different. Compared with the nine younger brothers, this eighth younger brother is quite normal...

The corners of his lips twitched slightly: "Just think about it, if he hadn't obeyed himself, even the Buddha of the Western Heaven would have to spend a lot of effort."

"Third Brother!" As soon as Yuan He finished speaking, Yuan Qi yelled, "How can you say that Master is willing! The last place Master wants to go is Tiangong!"

The man stood up with a sneer, and his purple clothes were very chic: "No matter what the reason is, you just stay here well, if the world loses your breath, see if I don't scrape your dragon scales!"

After saying that, he left without turning his head, looking at his back, he seemed to be able to imagine his gloating face.

"Ah!!!!" The boy Long Xiao let out a shock, and the four seas trembled again, but all the creatures in the four seas were used to it.

The old dragon king sighed silently, he was not good at fighting all his life, why did he have these evil obstacles.

The boss and the second child still have some shadows of themselves, but when the third child comes, they will be completely transformed!

But that's good too, at least he doesn't have to worry about overseas affairs.

As for the fourth child, he is not bad, he is also a normal dragon except that he likes to study pills and get close to Taishang Laojun.

The fifth son down has a fiery temper, and he wonders if the mothers of these dragons were born by the female dragons he met in Chiyanhe back then.

Lao Ba is not too young now, he still has the temperament of a young dragon, he can do whatever he wants, and he has seven older brothers, none of whom dare not.

At the beginning, it was just to make him restrain his temper, so the third child specially took him to find Master Huaiyu to be his teacher. Who would have thought that the martial arts would grow and his courage would grow accordingly. This is going to make trouble in Tiangong. Don't be suppressed for thousands of years like that Demon Lord!

The Demon Lord and all the monsters in the Demon Realm come to the rescue, his poor son, what will happen then.

Besides, this old nine... Forget it, forget it, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like your own!

The old dragon king smiled flatteringly, and went to comfort his precious son: "Qi'er, don't worry, my father will go to Tiangong to see your master someday."

Yuan Qi's youthful nature is somewhat frizzy, and he grasped at straws after hearing what his father said: "Father! Father! You take me to the Heavenly Palace together! Then the third brother can't say anything! Father!"

The old Dragon King wanted to cry but had no tears, thinking how he, the dignified Deep Sea Dragon King, had such an idiot son.

"You, if you go to the Heavenly Palace, you will be apologizing, and you will never return!"

"Not like this! Not like that! Isn't Master just waiting to die!"

"This... this is not the case, the Emperor of Heaven will not hurt him."

"Why?! Father! Are you and Third Brother hiding something from me!"

The old dragon king thought that only they old bones knew about the old things, but he didn't expect the third child to be so smart that he could guess it?

The old Dragon King changed the topic, and said mysteriously: "Feng Jun's injury is almost healed, do you want to thank him?"

"What Fengjun?" Yuan Qi was at a loss.

"Feng Jun who sacrificed his life to save you in Tiangong that day, did you forget so soon?"

"What sacrificed your life to save me?" Yuan Qi was typical of forgetting and forgetting, the old dragon king smiled and dragged his son into a different courtyard.

The blue waves are quiet and swaying in a trance.

The man in white with his long jet black hair loose was leaning on the vermilion coral couch, his brows and eyes were clear and sharp, and he felt dazzling after just one look, and another look...

No, this guy looks familiar!

"He, he, him, him!" The eighth prince pointed to the lazy and elegant person on the couch, and was suddenly speechless in anger.

The old Dragon King was also happy: "Father knows your loyalty, and he found the world's panacea long before you to heal him. Do you still think that Feng Jun has already fallen into reincarnation? Hehe, don't worry, don't worry."

The old dragon king was very satisfied with his son's excited expression, and felt that he had finally done something for his son, saving the third child from worrying.

Pat him on the shoulder, turn around and leave, leaving a separate space for his son to express his gratitude to others.

The eighth prince's face turned green with anger, wishing he could transform into a spear on the spot and fight to the death with him again, but thinking that it would not be easy to get his life back, if he was beaten and hurt both, who would save the master!

Feng Wuxie had been listening to the conversation between his father and son, and couldn't help but sneered when the Dragon King left: "They're all a bunch of idiots!"

"What did you say!" The Eighth Prince flew forward and looked at the other party viciously: "My father kindly saved you, but you are so rude!"

"So, Haili's way of doing things is to save his mortal enemy?"