"Who do you want to spare, Yinglong?" The King of Dong looked at the huge dragon head rushing in a calm tone.

The sound was not loud, but the sound was like a bolt from the blue when he heard Yinglong's ears. When he saw the Eastern Prince, Yinglong's head buzzed and suddenly suddenly came there.

Donghuang Taiyi? Yinglong was almost shouting out.

However, the cold eyes of the Eastern Prince stopped Ying Long's throat.

"No, no, it's impossible. Donghuang and Emperor Tian have died in the disaster. I have seen it with my own eyes, I have seen it with my own eyes!" Yinglong pointed at the Dongwang and said furiously.

"Who are you? How dare you pretend to be Donghuang? Who are you!" Ying Long's face instantly changed into a ferocious look.

Ji Xuanyuan, who was standing beside him, suddenly looked at Prince Dong in surprise: "Uncle!"

Yinglong looked at the Eastern Prince with a ferocious look, because there was a golden dragon above the head of the Eastern Prince, which only the human race and the human race totem can have. Who is the person in front of him? His appearance is exactly the same as that of Donghuang Taiyi?

"You are the totem of the human race, you dare to pretend to be the Eastern Emperor!" Ying Long looked at the Eastern Prince fiercely.

But at this moment, the Eastern Prince showed a hint of satisfaction: "I am not in vain to recognize you!"

Yinglong, the former Emperor Jun, when Taiyi opened the tomb of the Ancestral Dragon, the heads of the five dragon gods and the other four dragon gods turned into the Dragon King of the Four Seas. Now he lives in the Dragon Palace of the Four Seas to protect the remaining dragon clans in the world.

Yinglong himself is unruly. If it weren't for the last words of the ancestor dragon, Yinglong would not even surrender to the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan.

That is, Yinglong, the King of the East believed that he would not be the minion of a saint and was willing to recognize each other.

"You, you, I saw with my own eyes that the Eastern Emperor has already..." Ying Long still looked at the Eastern Prince fiercely.

However, Yinglong did not pounce on him, because Yinglong really hoped that it was real in his heart.

The King of the East looked at Yinglong and pointed his hand. A colorful light shot straight into Yinglong's eyebrows.

"Nine Dragons' Light Finger?" Yinglong suddenly said in surprise, and then showed an expression of ecstasy.

The Nine Dragon Light Finger is just a small spell, but it is a secret that is not passed down by the dragon clan. Di Jun and Taiyi opened the tomb of the Ancestral Dragon and obtained countless dragon clan treasures. Yinglong gritted his teeth and asked Taiyi for some dragon clan secret treasures. One of them was the Nine Dragon Light Finger secret technique. This secret technique was checked in front of Yinglong and tried it.

Only Donghuang Taiyi and Yinglong knew about this. Of course, Yinglong instantly determined the identity of the person in front of him.

"call!"

Yinglong instantly changed into a human form.

"Dong Emperor, I have seen you again. Dong Emperor, you are not dead, you are not dead. It's great, Dong Emperor!" Ying Long suddenly knelt down and cried loudly.

The King of the East let Yinglong cry for a while before sighing slightly.

"All dead, they all died. Donghuang, I was lucky enough to escape because I was ordered by you to find the dragon clan in the world and did not connect with the Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation. Donghuang, they all died, for ten thousand years, for ten thousand years. I thought I would never see Donghuang again!" Yinglong cried in sorrow, but was also ecstatic.

It has been ten thousand years since I hid and thought everything was over, but I didn't expect that Donghuang was still alive and still alive. Yinglong wished he could roar towards the sky.

"Okay, now is not the time to cry!" The East Prince said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Donghuang, my dragon clan is still alive. There are also a large number of dragon clans living in the Four Seas Dragon Palace. Donghuang, what should we do!" Yinglong looked at the Dongwang excitedly, his fists tightly.

"When you see me today, you will forget it immediately. Also, this is my disciple, Ji Xuanyuan, from now on, you will secretly assist him. Remember, don't act too close!" The Eastern Prince looked at Ying Long.

Yinglong looked at Ji Xuanyuan in front of him in surprise.

Ying Long was stunned when he saw it.

If the Prince Dong and Ji Xuanyuan were not involved, there would be nothing to see, but if they were involved, Ying Long instantly discovered that the two looked like they were. Ji Xuanyuan was a disciple of Donghuang. No, maybe they could be closer, Donghuang's son?

"Yes, yes, please follow the orders of the Eastern Emperor!" Yinglong said excitedly.

The appearance of Donghuang Taiyi seemed to light up a headlight for Ying Long, who was dark in his heart, and the lit Ying Long was full of strength.

"Ji..., no, young master..." Ying Long looked at Ji Xuanyuan and didn't know what to call him for a moment.

"Just call me Ji Xuanyuan!" Ji Xuanyuan said immediately.

"Okay, Ji Xuanyuan, I was so offended just now!" Ying Long immediately apologized to Ji Xuanyuan.

"It's okay, I will rely more on seniors in the future!" Ji Xuanyuan said politely.

"I dare not, don't dare!" Ying Long said embarrassedly.

The King of the East also looked at Ji Xuanyuan: "Yinglong is still trustworthy. Although it has been ten thousand years, I still believe him. As for the others, if there are the remaining demon gods in the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan, they should not be trusted! Ten thousand years are too long, and people's hearts will change!"

"Yeah!" Ji Xuanyuan nodded.

Yinglong looked at the East Prince with gratitude.

The Eastern Prince believed in Yinglong not just because of his character, but because Yinglong was the most loyal person to the Ancestral Dragon! The Ancestral Dragon died? However, his corpse was gone at the beginning. Yinglong also knew about this, so he did not hesitate to abide by the Ancestral Dragon's orders. Not submitting to the saints should be the pride in Yinglong's heart. In Yinglong's heart, no matter how strong the saint is, he cannot compare to the Ancestral Dragon.

"I won't say much about anything else, just pretend that I haven't seen me! Ji Xuanyuan, Yinglong can trust me. Next, if you have any questions about cultivation, you can ask him!" The Eastern Prince looked at Ji Xuanyuan.

Ji Xuanyuan suddenly showed a reluctance. He just met and was about to separate again?

"Uncle, I saw the saint's disciple just now. What if a saint's disciple comes to show kindness to me, what should I do?" Ji Xuanyuan looked at the East Prince.

"Even if you become a disciple, it's not impossible. Now, the first thing you have to do is to survive!" said the East Prince solemnly.

"Yes!" Ji Xuanyuan nodded.

"I'm going to attend Fuxi's Heaven Performance Conference. You can come and have a look!" said the East Prince solemnly.

"I can!" Ji Niannian nodded.

The King of the East jumped and disappeared from the spot.

"Young master, I'll step back first! You can stab me with a sword!" Ying Long looked at Ji Niannian.

"I……!"

"Come on, otherwise no one will believe it!" Yinglong said anxiously.

"Uncle Yinglong, be careful!" Ji Xuanyuan nodded.

When Yinglong heard Ji Xuanyuan calling him uncle, he suddenly said no, but he was ecstatic.

In the foggy water.

The big ship of the Eastern King Tribe also stopped.

"Wang, where are you?" Bian shouted in horror.

Just as the fog was just now, the Eastern Prince actually fell into the flood. Suddenly, the people of the Eastern Prince tribe were frightened. There were many more people who went into the water to salvage them.

"I'm here, it's okay!" Prince Dong walked out of the water.

"I'm scared to death, Wang, as long as you're fine. The fog is too big and we can't see it at all!" Bian said anxiously.

"Since you can't see it, I won't go to Xuanyuan Tribe and continue to set off, Fuxi Tribe!" Dong Wang said openly.

"Okay, okay, I'll tell everyone to drive the boat!" Bian immediately ordered.

Just as the Eastern Prince's ship was sailing away from the heavy fog, a dragon roar suddenly came from the heavy fog.

"Ang~~~~~~~~, little thing, you dare to hurt me with this sword! No, heavenly tribulation!" Yinglong's cry came.

"Boom!"

There seemed to be a roar inside, and it was like a heavy blow to Yinglong.

Yinglong immediately fled in panic, and the fog slowly dissipated.

The fog dissipated, Ji Xuanyuan grabbed Xuanyuan Sword, covered in blood, but was arrogant. This scene made countless people from the Xuanyuan tribe look excited.

Just now, those who were great immortals and evil dragons were actually defeated by Ji Xuanyuan? Although they had the help of heavenly tribulation, they were not comparable to ordinary people.

"Okay, I have pulled out the Xuanyuan Sword, but there are still people who are not convinced?" Ji Xuanyuan looked at the tribe people.

"Gourd to the King!" Countless people who were originally loyal to Ji Xuanyuan shouted excitedly.

"Greetings to the king!" Those who originally provoked Ji Xuanyuan had to surrender.

"boom!"

In an instant, the energy of the yellow dragon swimming above Ji Xuanyuan's head surged, and he became more and more acknowledged Ji Xuanyuan.

With the aura of the human race, Ji Xuanyuan captured the Xuanyuan Sword and immediately completely controlled the entire tribe.

In the distance, Zhao Gongming's face looked ugly: "Heavenly tribulation? Nuwa is so far in charge. It hurt Yinglong severely. Is this a warning to us? Humph!"

The depressed Zhao Gongming could only watch Ji Xuanyuan grab the Xuanyuan Sword, but he did not dare to think about it anymore.

Who dares to snatch the sword that has almost been locked in the energy and is also concerned by Nuwa?

"Hmph!" Zhao Gongming snorted coldly.

Turning his head, Zhao Gongming looked at the flood.

"Huh? What kind of Dong Wanggong's ship is there!" Zhao Gongming's eyes lit up.

Continuing, Zhao Gongming followed the ship of the Eastern Prince.

When Ji Xuanyuan got the Xuanyuan Sword, the news soon spread to Zixiao Palace.

Xuanyuan Qiu is, after all, a focus of the saints.

When the Saint Yuanshi heard the report from the bottom, he immediately pinched his fingers. After pinching for a while, the Saint Yuanshi looked ugly: "Is Nuwa really guarding the situation? Isn't there any calculations for us in the human world?"

The Supreme Master said in a deep voice: "Xuanyuan Sword? It should be the sword of the He Zu. I don't know if He Zu was dead back then. This sword was originally reserved to attract the remnants of the Demon Court, but I didn't expect it to be taken away by this mortal!"

"Senior Brother, do you think there is something wrong with that Ji Xuanyuan?" Yuan Shi frowned.
To be continued...