Martial Inverse

The old dragon king of Xihai was about to die, but fortunately Feng Hao appeared in time, and the old dragon did not return to the west just now.

Even so, the old dragon king of Xihai who had his dragon tendons pulled out was no different from a disabled person, lying on the bed in the palace like a dying person.

Kneeling beside him was a group of great monsters from the West Sea, all crying to death, howling long live the Dragon King.

"Ben... this king... is still, not dead!"

The old dragon of the West Sea said like a thread, and a mouthful of old blood could not be spurted out from his throat. These big monsters are simply too infuriating.

It's not dead yet, it's just missing a dragon tendon. As for crying?

Before the big monsters from outside the territory came to attack, each of them ran faster than a dog, but now they were crying hypocritically. He wished he could stand up and scold this group of big monsters.

"Dragon King, don't talk anymore. If something goes wrong, what will Xihai do?"

The hunchbacked tortoise-like monster knelt on the dragon bed of the Dragon King of the West Sea, as if thinking of something sad, his eyes burst into tears.

"Prime Minister Turtle, the Dragon King is the real Son of Heaven, and nothing will happen. If he really dies, won't there be a Dragon Prince? In the future, the Dragon Prince will break the seal and have the ability to inherit the great rule of the West Sea. I will welcome the Dragon Prince back later." it is good."

"That's true!"

In the bedroom, the big demon had already started discussing when to invite Prince Long back, and the old dragon king of Xihai on the dragon couch trembled violently.

puff!

A mouthful of old blood spewed out from the mouth of the old dragon king, his eyes widened, and he looked at these big monsters angrily, wishing to slap them all to death.

"Dragon King!"

The big monsters trembled, and stopped discussing to invite Prince Long back. They all shut up and knelt down on the ground, shouting words like 'ten thousand deaths'.

"My lord, you're not dead yet!" The Dragon King of the West Sea said word by word.

"The Dragon King's blessings are as good as the sky, and if the gods and gods come to rescue him, they will be safe and sound." Prime Minister Gui kowtowed.

The old Dragon King of the West Sea looked at the pearl agate inlaid on the ceiling of the bedroom, and said, "You said, can the Lord Immortal be able to kill those big monsters? How is the situation in the East China Sea and the North Sea now? Is there a minister to investigate?"

"..."

All the monsters shut up,

Investigating this kind of thing...it's too dangerous, they dare not go, the little monsters they sent rushed to the East China Sea and North Sea based on their cultivation, it is estimated that the day lily is cold.

"My lord, what use do you need?"

The old dragon king of Xihai trembled with anger, and weakly picked up the jade pillow from the dragon couch, and threw it at a group of big monsters who were kneeling on the ground like night watch boys.

Ouch!

A big demon cried out in pain, his forehead was bleeding from the jade pillow, and his body was trembling, thinking that the Dragon King was going to hold him accountable.

The other big monsters also didn't dare to show their arrogance. The Dragon King ruled the West Sea for generations, and these big monsters didn't have any thoughts of resistance in their bones.

The Dragon King is the real dragon emperor, born to be their master.

"Report!"

At this moment, there was an urgent report from the shrimp soldiers and crab generals outside the bedroom. This sudden sound startled many of the big demon officials and the Dragon King of the West Sea in the bedroom.

Now that the world is in turmoil, the sound came so suddenly, it was enough to give a person a heart attack.

"Get out and report!"

The two beards on Prime Minister Gui's lips trembled angrily, and the shrimp soldiers and crab generals outside the back door rushed in scrambling.

It knelt down on the ground, weeping with joy: "The four seas have been leveled, and all the big monsters outside the territory have been wiped out!"

"what?"

"But it's true? Is the big monster from outside the territory really wiped out?"

The big monsters who were kneeling were emotionally excited, and they stood up one after another, hugging each other and weeping.

The Dragon King of the West Sea blushed even more excitedly, wishing he could get up from the dragon couch immediately, but unfortunately without his dragon tendons, he could only express his excitement by twitching his limbs constantly.

"My lord Immortal God is outside the Dragon Palace, holding the Seal of the King of the West Sea..."

hum!

The old dragon king of Xihai heard that the seal of the king of Xihai was outside the Dragon Palace, and his body trembled more and more.

"The Seal of the King of the West Sea?"

"I'm back!"

A group of big monsters danced excitedly, and couldn't help expressing their feelings with 'ah' and 'ah'.

Feng Hao entered the bedroom of the Dragon King of the West Sea with the Seal of the King of the West Sea, and was stunned by the smoky scene in front of him.

In the dormitory, there are actually summoning banners, and there are big demons in Taoist costumes, dancing there with a mahogany sword, chanting words.

"Master Immortal God!"

The Dragon King of Xihai coughed a few mouthfuls of blood, unable to stand up and salute, he could only express his mood at the moment with his body twitching.

Feng Hao saw that the body of the Dragon King of the West Sea was shaking violently, as if the humans on the land were suffering from epilepsy, so he went up to investigate, and couldn't help but look at the Dragon King of the West Sea strangely, and said, "Are you a dragon with epilepsy?"

"What dragon is insane?" The Dragon King of the West Sea froze for a moment.

Feng Hao smiled wryly and shook his head, handed the seal of the King of the West Sea to the Dragon King of the West Sea, and said: "Now that the world is flat, the big monsters outside the region are dead or useless, and there is no threat to the world. Just rest assured and heal your wounds. Xihai still has to rely on you, the Dragon King, to support him."

The Dragon King of Xihai was moved and cried. Hearing the emotion, he wished to go up the knife mountain and down the oil pan for Lin Yu.

With trembling hands, he took the seal of the king of the West Sea, and under the watchful eyes of all the monsters, it directly changed into a dragon tendon glowing with golden light, which entered directly from his cervical spine.

A layer of milky white light enveloped the Dragon King of the West Sea, and after a while, a powerful vitality burst out.

Only a few minutes later, the milky white mask disappeared, and the dying Dragon King of Xihai sat up from the dragon couch.

He knelt down towards Feng Hao, and said: "The old dragon is grateful for the kindness of the regeneration of the immortal god. From now on, the adults will be the reborn parents of the old dragon..."

Feng Hao's mouth twitched, and he said, "Let's forget about reborn parents..."

The old Dragon King also smiled awkwardly. After all, he was too old. Feng Hao probably didn't even have the mantissa of his age as the Dragon Prince.

"Huh? What is this?"

After seeing the scene in the bedroom, the Dragon King of the West Sea frowned slightly. He was lying on the bed before and couldn't see the whole palace, so... he didn't know that there was a big monster opening an altar in his bedroom.

The three ancient characters on the soul-calling banner are shocking.

"Who did it? You bastard, is it you?"

The Dragon King of the West Sea was very angry. He was not dead yet, yet there was a big demon who decided to open an altar for him.

He kicked Prime Minister Turtle who was supporting him by his side and flew away, his eyes were about to burst into flames.

The big demon in Taoist uniform turned pale with fright, quickly threw away the mahogany sword, and knelt down, his body trembling.

Prime Minister Gui wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said: "The old minister is worried about the Dragon King's body, seeing that people on land are doing it like this, so...he sent the big demon to try..."

"It's really bad luck, you old thing, why don't you hurry up and take it out for me and burn it?"

After all, the Dragon King of the West Sea did not kill.

Turning around, bending slightly, looking up at Feng Hao, he said, "Master Immortal God has given me the grace of rebuilding Xihai, and the old dragon has nothing to repay. Wherever the lord needs the old dragon, just ask..."