True Immortal of the Netherworld

Parked on the sea outside the entrance to Feng Mingyuan was the huge East China Sea expedition fleet led by Bo Luo.

A total of thirty warships completely blocked Feng Mingyuan's route to the sea.

Boluo, dressed in golden armor, stood majestically on the deck of the flagship, always paying attention to Feng Mingyuan's movements opposite.

At this moment, a black figure slipped out from the entrance of Feng Mingyuan's cave. It was the Qingshui man who was the first to run out. Wearing a wide black robe and a red Taoist crown on his head, Qingshui Man ran out of the cave entrance like a panicked black bird.

Outside the entrance of the cave, Qingshui Man panted and said: "I finally came out of the hell place down there.

"

As soon as he left the entrance of Feng Mingyuan Cave, Qingshui Man looked around and saw thirty huge warships parked on the opposite sea. The black muzzles of rows of dragon cannons on the warship were facing him.

The man in Qingshui's eyes widened, and his nose like dried ginger was twisted with anger. He cursed in his heart: "Grandma, this old guy Boluo wants to kill everyone. Such a large-scale artillery fire will bury the entire Feng Mingyuan underground. Fortunately, I ran out first."

"Don't fire! It's me!" he shouted while waving his hands.

Immediately, with a wave of his big sleeve, a red figure jumped out and stood in front of him. It was his human puppet Fu Bingxue Monk. The bloody monk with only one ear still had the gilt censer with only one ear on his head, and his appearance was strange and dull.

Qingshui Ren hid behind the "Blood Monk", took out a white towel and shook it back and forth in his hand. While whispering: "Bald, I can only ask you to help me block it first."

On the warship.

The golden-armored general Boluo also discovered the Qingshui people.

"It's from Qingshui. This guy has a good plan and ran out first. This person is no longer of use value. He is not of my race. His heart must be different. Monk Hai is an example. But it's not time to fire yet. At the right time, I wonder how the fight between the five princes and Xu Yang and others went?"

Thinking of this, General Jin Jia ordered: "Come here, bring the Qingshui people to the boat."

After receiving the order, the soldiers on the ship quickly put down a small boat and rowed towards the island.

Seeing a small boat coming from the opposite side, the man on Qingshui wiped his sweat with a proud look on his face. While patting the "blood monk" on the shoulder, he said: "Everything is according to Pindao's plan." "

Later, the people of Qingshui took a small boat and boarded the big ship of General Boluo in golden armor.

"General Boluo, you're fine." Qingshui said with a smile on his face and clasped his fists.

"Mr. Qingshui, you ran out very quickly. Have Xu Yang and others entered the deepest part of Fengming Abyss?" Bo Luo asked.

"As we agreed before. At this time, Xu Yang and the others should fight with the five princes in Feng Ming Yuan. With the formation and Feng Ming Yuan's geographical advantage, I believe the five princes will win."

"That's good."

"General Boluo, I have introduced Xu Yang, Liu Haiyu and Guigu Changyang into Fengmingyuan according to the previous agreement with you. Next, please don't break your promise. Wait a moment and capture Xu Yang and Liu Haiyu. They must give me a pair of blue water flame spirits as a reward."

"This general always keeps his word, but?"

"But what?"

Boluo's face suddenly turned cold and he said: "However, you voluntarily followed me all the way to the depths of the East China Sea. It seems that it was not just for the pair of blue water flame spirits. In front of you, your companion, Monk Hai, secretly released Shark Dragon, Although you were killed by me in the end, you broke the rules of Donghe City, so I changed my mind and decided to throw you into the sea to feed the fish to prevent you from doing anything detrimental to our scale dragon clan."

Seeing Boluo's sudden change of attitude, Qingshui people did not panic at all. He smiled and said: "General Boluo, you are worthy of being the general of the expedition fleet. You are far-sighted. Yes, the purpose of my trip to the East China Sea is not just that. A pair of blue water flame spirits. What do you think they are?"

As he spoke, Qingshui Man took out a golden conch the size of a fist from his arms. The surface of the conch has an inscription unique to the East China Sea Grand Palace, which is exquisite and noble.

When Bo Luo saw this thing, he was first surprised, and then said: "How come you have the "East China Sea Order" issued by His Majesty the Great Emperor? The "East China Sea Order" is an identification object that carries out the exclusive secret order of His Majesty the Great Emperor. Could it be that you stole it? of?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind emitted from Boluo's body. The golden cloak behind him flew up, and the scale dragon pattern on it resembled a living creature with teeth and claws, and murderous intent rising.

"Hmph! I, a man from Qingshui, am an evil cultivator, how could I do such things as sneaking around?" The man from Qingshui continued with a look of disdain, "You can take a look at this "East China Sea Order"."

With that said, Master Qingshui handed over the golden conch with one hand.

Boluo immediately took the object with both hands respectfully, looked at it carefully, and secretly thought to himself that this East China Sea Order has special restrictions on the scale dragon clan. Once it is robbed or the predetermined use is changed, the restrictions will change. However, the inscription prohibition on this East China Sea Order has not changed at all. "

"I originally wanted to have the opportunity to go to the East China Sea Palace and personally explain my intention to your East China Sea Emperor. It seems that if I don't tell the truth, General, you won't let me go. To be honest, I am from the Zhongyuan Continent. A member of the Shadow Organization. I was secretly assigned by the Shadow Master to meet with His Majesty the Great Emperor with this East China Sea Order to ask for the help of the Blue Water Flame Spirit in finding the Shadow Master. It has great uses. Even I don't know the specific uses. However, it is definitely not against you, the Scale Dragon Clan. How could I have known that I discovered the Blue Water Flame Spirit on the way, and asked for it along the way, but was beaten by Xu Yang. Liu Haiyu and I share it. Secondly, Lord Shadow asked me to give it to the Great Emperor of the Sea. As for the contents of the secret letter, only the Emperor of the East China Sea can know it," Qingshuiren explained.

"Why didn't you explain your intention to me earlier?"

"My mission this time was also carried out in secret, even though Blood Monk and Hai Monk were both members of the Shadow Organization like me. They didn't know about this, nor about the secret alliance between the Shadow and the Scale Dragon Clan. "

"If it is true as you said, you are a friend of the Scale Dragon Clan, and I will not embarrass you. Whether what you said is true or false will become clear when we meet His Majesty the Emperor. Please keep this golden conch. Bar."

Qingshui Man took the golden conch and put it away carefully.

…

On the crystal altar hundreds of miles away.

In the middle of the Baqi scale dragon formation, the eight-sided prism hovering emits eight-color stream of light.

In the light and shadow, the appearance of the Yamata-scaled dragon body far away in the evil spirit world was reflected. In the world of the endless sea, a gray-black scaly dragon with a size of a hundred feet and eight heads soared high in the air above the sea.

The giant beast twists its body, the demonic power boils, and the sea water hangs upside down. It is extremely terrifying.

The Great Emperor of the East China Sea, with his beloved youngest son the Eighth Prince, faced the eight-sided crystal and prostrated on the ground devoutly.

"Emperor of the East China Sea, you did a good job this time. After I absorbed the physical power of the underworld, not only did I fully recover from my injuries, but my body was even more advanced than before. It was not in vain that I had been sleeping for five hundred years. Last time, you summoned my clone to come to the East China Sea, but I didn't expect to encounter a powerful opponent that even scared me. As a result, I lost a clone and my body was severely damaged. The ghost sword in my hand is really terrible. It can restrain my natural evil power and prevent my wounds from healing for a long time. If my true form came, I might be able to fight with him. What's his name? If you say he is a "different will-o'-the-wisp", he is no longer in the East China Sea."

The scene from five hundred years ago seemed to be right in front of me, and even talking about the original body of the Yamata-scaled Jiao still left me with lingering fear.

"Back then, it was all my fault for being reckless and rashly summoning your clone without checking the person's origins. A few days ago, I received news that the egg of the scale dragon used for sacrifice on the Jiaolong Bay altar broke out of its shell. But, that is the sacrificial medium that is connected to your life essence. Therefore, I concluded that your vitality has reached an opportunity to re-energize, so I will use a strategy to speed up your recovery," said the Emperor of the East China Sea.

"I can't blame you. I will never eat you just because you did something wrong. In these years, you have ruled the East China Sea well, and more and more people believe in me. I also learn from the power of faith. I got a reward. The last incident is over, no need to mention it again. Do you have anything else?"

"I have something to ask Master Yaqi for help."

"speak."

"The child next to me is my youngest son, but the royal horn on his head, which symbolizes the inheritance of Baqi, has not grown. I dare to ask Master Baqi to reduce his luck, so that this child can continue to carry Baqi in the future. Faith is passed down in the East China Sea.”

"Well, is this? It's easy to handle. It depends on whether your little son has such a destiny and can withstand the bad luck I have brought down on him."

Suddenly, a gray-black light flashed in the eight-sided prism, and a shadow of an eight-headed scaly dragon emerged from it. This phantom is as solid as real, dozens of feet in size. Eight dragon heads, red tongue and angry mouth, full of evil spirit.

For a moment, the entire altar was filled with a demonic atmosphere and dark clouds were billowing.

Immediately, the shadow of the eight-headed scaly dragon turned into a slender beam of light and fell from the sky, landing directly on the kneeling Eighth Prince.

After a while, the altar returned to its previous tranquility, and the eight-sided prism hovering in the air no longer had the shadow of the eight-sided scale dragon.

"ah!"

The Eighth Prince, who was still just a child, screamed, his voice filled with domineering and excitement that was not commensurate with his age, without the tenderness and purity of a child.

He stood up, his bones cracking, and his whole body grew rapidly, and in a blink of an eye he looked like a fifteen or sixteen year old boy. And the royal horns on his forehead, which were originally two small red beans, also grew rapidly, and finally settled at about three inches.

Seeing the changes in his youngest son, the great emperor's face was full of excitement and expectation.

"It's the horns of the royal family, a pair of horns of the royal family. My son, our lineage of the scale dragon Baqi can be passed on." The great emperor shouted happily.