Chapter 573 Who Is the Lord of Nanhong

Without giving people time to react, at the moment of the dragon's roar, a yellow shadow covered with spikes broke through the layers of heavy bluestone, dust rose up, and the wide stone bricks in the hall bulged high, like an earth rumble!

Boom——

The yellow shadow broke through the floor tiles like a dragon, and attacked the figure in the white robe of Nanyang in front of the table!

The pervasive dragon energy was turbulent in an instant, and then turned into a lot of phantoms, as if countless yellow evil poisonous dragons were entangled together, and the hideous dragon heads opened their mouths and roared to kill!

When they heard the dragon's roar, many dragon sons were overjoyed, and then they knelt down one after another, prostrating themselves, and said loudly:

"The son welcomes the father!"

The yellow shadow gradually enlarged in Shen Yi's pupils, and then was quickly dispersed by a touch of red mist.

The expression on his handsome face remained unchanged between his slightly messy hair. He stared at Huang Ying seriously and attentively, just like the action of his hands, he inserted the blade into the throat of the second prince seriously, and until this moment, he still had no intention of stopping.

In the sea of ​​consciousness between the eyebrows, the three masters of the Heaven Realm Palace, led by Ke Shisan, were ready to go, ready to die for their master at any time.

Even if it cost the three stone guards to collapse, Shen Yi must take the life of the second prince today.

After all, the stone guards can be repaired slowly, but there are not many opportunities for Ke Shisan to move forward, and after this time, his strength has been exposed for the most part, and the Nanlong Palace will definitely be more vigilant.

The opportunity cannot be missed!

The dying second prince opened his dazed eyes and stared at the young man in front of him in disbelief.

He could not understand what the other party was thinking.

His father had already made a move.

In this case, this child still did not avoid or give way, and had to take his own life? !

At this moment, the three palace masters suddenly became quiet.

Because the yellow shadow stopped when it was still three meters away from the stone table.

In front of him, a figure stood upright, his long gown fluttering, holding a sword in one hand, the ancient Taoist sword was not unsheathed, he held the middle of the scabbard, with a chill on the corner of his lips, and forcibly blocked the yellow shadow three meters away!

The yellow shadow finally revealed its original appearance, and its muscles undulated like mountains, and moss was still hanging on the dull scales, faintly revealing some decayed smell, but it was an extremely strong dragon arm.

It was just a forearm, and its size was equivalent to that of a real yellow evil poisonous dragon. It was hard to imagine how huge this monster's body was.

"Heh."

Ye Jiu held the scabbard in his hand, snorted coldly, and shook his arm violently, and actually pushed the dragon claw back a few feet in full view of everyone.

This scene fell into the eyes of everyone in the hall, and they all looked shocked.

Especially Qi Zhaoyi and the prince of the Ke family, they looked at the Tianjian Sect Master with fear.

The next moment, Ye Jiu raised his eyebrows, and his contemptuous voice echoed in the hall.

"Don't care about life or death? Are you willing to accept the loss?"

The hall was so silent that the sound of the long knife cutting meat became more and more obvious.

The second prince stretched out his claws and tightly grasped the blade, making an unclear gurgling sound in his throat, as if begging for mercy, and as if cursing.

The dragon arm that sprang out from the ground slowly rose up, and the claws clenched into a fist.

The deep voice resounded throughout the hall.

"I will only say it once."

"Stop."

Not to mention in Nanhong, even in the whole Hongze, few people can ignore the warning of the Southern Dragon King.

What's more, now it is in its lair.

Many clan leaders stared at this old enemy with complicated expressions, and then cast their eyes on the young man on the main seat.

But Shen Yi also looked at the dragon arm, and then pressed the blade steadily.

Crack——

The gold pattern was dyed red by the blood plasma, which was a bit charming. The black knife completely penetrated the neck of the second prince, and then inserted straight into the stone brick floor.

[Killed the Yellow Evil Poison Dragon of the Heaven Realm, with a total lifespan of 690,000 years, and the remaining lifespan is 270,000 years, absorbed]

Accompanied by the panel prompt, Shen Yi slowly loosened the handle of the knife, and the gold pattern black knife turned into a stream of light and sank into his robe.

Whether it was the many dragon sons who leaned on the ground, or the prince of the Ke family who bowed down to salute, their eyelids jumped and their shoulders trembled slightly.

In addition to being shocked by Shen Yi's audacity, they also noticed the emotional waves of their father.

"..."

Shen Yi casually tore off a piece of the second prince's clothes and wiped the blood plasma from his palm slowly.

Then he raised his eyes slightly, threw the wet blood cloth at the feet of the prince of the Ke family, and said lightly: "Keep it, you want the explanation."

The clear voice still sounded in the ears of the monsters.

They subconsciously looked up, the Nanyang pattern on the white robe with gold silk was so dazzling, and in front of the Nanyang Sect Master, the arrogance on Ye Jiu's face was so familiar.

The two stood one after the other, and the group of dragon monsters suddenly recalled the situation of 100,000 years ago.

The humiliating past!

The crown of the prince of the Ke family shook rapidly, and he stared at the rags under his feet, so that his throat trembled with anger.

However, his father was here, and as a prince, he had no right to speak, so he could only suppress his emotions and wait in place with his head down.

"You have made great progress in these years."

The Southern Dragon King was silent for a long time, and finally spoke slowly. Even though he had tried his best to cover it up, he still couldn't hide the murderous intent in his voice.

"Not even close."

Ye Jiu chuckled and said sarcastically: "It's not enough to pull you out of the hole and chop off your head with a sword."

"But..."

He clenched the scabbard with five fingers, and three inches of light flowed out of the scabbard. He put away his smile: "It's no problem to stop you for a while."

The Southern Dragon King fell silent again, and did not refute. He just whispered: "Go back and prepare. This time... Nanhong will no longer have seven sons."

The seven sons are of the same blood, not just the seven sect masters, but also their treasured land of harmony.

With these seven people gathered together, they will definitely help Ye Jiu take the last step temporarily and reach the level of perfection in the heavenly realm.

They also reached this realm with the help of external forces. Even if the Southern Dragon King will be far more durable than the other party, when Ye Jiu has no intention of fighting to the death, in fact, neither side can do anything to the other side.

As soon as the voice fell, the dragon arm slowly retracted, leaving only a terrifying hole in the mess.

Ye Jiu also dispersed the sword in his hand and returned to Shen Yi's right side.

He glanced at the Sect Master Shen quietly, with a little bit of surprise in his eyes. The other party's strength was much stronger than he imagined. Although he was still a little immature, it was shocking enough to think that he had leaped to this level in a short period of time.

Moreover, apart from strength, the calmness and composure shown by the other party in front of the Southern Dragon King perfectly met Ye Jiu's expectations for the Sect Master of Nanyang.

The real sun should always be dazzling!

The preciousness of this kind of mentality is not inferior to the other party's terrifying talent.

As for the threat of the Southern Dragon King... it seems that if he bows his head and admits his weakness, the other party will let the Seven Sons of Nanhong go. The wolf's ambition is obvious, and it is only a matter of time.

"..."

The prince of the Ke family bent down and picked up the rag, held it in his palm, and sniffed it gently at the tip of his nose.

Feeling the fresh smell of blood, he looked up at Shen Yi in front of him.

His premonition was indeed correct. The reappearance of Nanyang Sect indicated that the Seven Sons of Nanhong were planning to rebel. This group of cultivators had forgotten the beatings they had received and tried to straighten their backs again.

Facing the eyes of the prince of the Ke family, Shen Yi looked back quietly: "Anything else... do you need me to tell you?"

For some reason, everyone present heard some expectations from this sentence, and their faces became strange.

Hearing this, the prince of the Ke family was silent for a moment, gently took off the crown on his head, and then threw it on the ground casually, laughing at himself: "No more."

Under the crown was a fierce but aging face.

This "test" made him see a lot of things clearly. At least without the help of his father, he alone, plus Qi Zhaoyi, a waste who could not be called to help, could not move the Seven Sons of Nanhong at all.

His father also saw this clearly, and he also witnessed how he killed his brother. The last words left by the other party meant that he wanted to regain control of the Nanlong Palace.

When a dragon king shows up, the power he can mobilize will be even greater, and once he mobilizes, he will go with the intention of completely destroying the seven sons.

The father is even too lazy to engage in meaningless entanglement with the seven sons here, and to waste energy in fighting, which is enough to show how strong the other party's murderous intention is.

This is no longer a situation that the younger generation can dominate.

The moment the prince of the Ke family said this, it completely announced the end of the banquet.

His act of abandoning the crown also means that he has given up the idea of ​​inheriting the dragon cave, and instead becomes a general under his father's command.

The Nanlong Palace has been comfortable for too long, until this moment, it finally feels a strong sense of crisis.

Many dragon sons slowly retreated to the sides and dared not make any sound.

Qi Zhaoyi stood there with a gloomy face. It seems that this matter has nothing to do with him, but in fact it completely disrupted his original plan.

You know, the woman at home is good friends with the seven sons. If the seven sons of Nanhong really stand up again, then he will never be able to turn over in this life.

"Okay."

Although Shen Yi was a little disappointed, he didn't get too entangled.

The purpose of provoking the South Dragon Palace has been achieved, and the Alliance Sect has also made a clear statement. The old dragon can even tolerate this situation. There is no point in provoking it further. The other party will definitely not leave this place.

If possible, he would like to sweep away all the dragons in this palace.

Adding all together, it is even possible to force Ke Shisan to the late stage of the Heaven Realm.

But the strength shown by the South Dragon King before has dispelled Shen Yi's idea...borrowing power is borrowing power, but he can't really drag the leaders of several Alliance Sects into a life-and-death crisis, or even kill several of them in this water.

They don't owe him anything.

And even if several palace masters are summoned, everyone will work together to seriously injure the South Dragon King, but they can't really kill him. This is not a good thing for Shen Yi.

The immortal may not care about other things, but this old dragon is responsible for helping him to take care of the aura of the South Flood Land. If it is injured, it will definitely attract the attention of the immortal.

If you want to fight, you have to kill steadily.

Then let Ke Shisan, who also has a strong bloodline, replace the Southern Dragon King to temporarily suppress the Dragon Cave, so that he can figure out how to completely master the power of this world.

This is the only way out Shen Yi can think of.

Today's harvest is enough.

After thinking about it, Shen Yi picked up the corpse of the Second Prince, put it into the ring, and then walked out of the hall.

His action made many dragon monsters who had suppressed their anger raise their heads in surprise, and then widened their eyes in anger.

Even the prince of the Ke family clenched his teeth again.

It would be fine if he was willing to accept the loss... He had already lost his life, and he still wanted to insult his corpse. Is this what a famous and upright sect should do?

Thinking of the bloody black cloud when Shen Yi took action before, the Nanhong Seven Sons, who were once immortals, have now fallen into demonic cultivation!

For some reason, Qi Zhaoyi suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

When the Nanhong Seven Sons still followed the rules, they had countless ways to suppress each other, but if this group of people all turned into crazy people who would do anything to achieve their goals, even the West Dragon Palace would find it quite difficult.

"Ahem."

The other sect leaders coughed dryly a few times and followed Shen Yi to the outside of the hall.

Today's shocks were too many, too many, and this one was not the only one.

It seemed that Sect Leader Shen had never done things normally.

As many monks left the hall in an orderly manner, many famous dragon monsters glared at them, but no one dared to stop them. They could only watch the immortal chariot shine again, then fly up and go straight out of the water!

When both sides no longer cared.

Based on this scene, it was already clear enough who was the real master of Nanhong.

…

The huge immortal chariot rose into the sky like a palace, with a thousand feet of rosy clouds.

At this time when the sun was rising and the sky was still slightly dim, it was so gorgeous and majestic, slowly driving towards the direction of the Seven Sons of Nanhong.

The big and small forces on the way all took this scene into their eyes. When they were confused, no matter what they were doing, they stopped their steps and saluted respectfully to the immortal chariot.

"…"

On the throne, several sect masters had different thoughts and sat in silence.

Although they were affected by the light of the East Dragon Palace, the Seven Sects of Nanhong had once enjoyed these treatments, and they were even better than this.

In terms of strength, they could have taken these things back long ago.

They just felt that being too arrogant would bring unpredictable disasters to the seven sects, so they had been forbearing.

But today, under the various absurd actions of Sect Master Shen, they were forced to experience these things again.

"Are we ready?"

Sect Master Lingyun looked up in a daze, but instead of asking Sect Master Lingyue as usual, he cast his gaze at the back in the front.

Even he himself did not realize that although Shen Yi's strength was far inferior to that of Ye Jiu and Senior Brother Qi, and even inferior to that of Junior Sister Ji, after experiencing the "banquet" just now, he had begun to feel that he was being led by Shen Yi.

The decisions made by the other party seemed to be unreliable, but inexplicably gave people a sense of calmness that was under control.

Moreover, the change in the strength of this young sect master really made people feel a strong fear from the heart.

As a cultivator in the Hedao realm, his understanding of the world is deep enough.

But they could not understand Shen Yi at all.

This kind of timidity towards the unknown is innate and does not change with the change of cultivation.

It was shocking enough to kill the Heaven Realm with the Earth Realm, not to mention that the other party's ability to have perfect Earth Realm cultivation was outrageous in itself.

Hearing this, the other sect leaders, including Ji Jingxi, who was most familiar with Shen Yi, all looked at Shen Yi. They were also very curious about his thoughts.

"..."

Shen Yi was silent for a long time, and suddenly said with a little apology: "There is no time to prepare."

He wanted to live, he wanted to win, and in order to save his life, he had been forced to do a lot of things.

If these things were exposed, any one of them could instantly make the Seven Sons of Nanhong fall into an irretrievable place.

There was really not much time left.

Compared with the arrogance and pride in the hall before, Shen Yi's sudden gentleness at this moment made Ye Jiu look sideways slightly, and he was a little confused about who was the real Nanyang Sect Leader.

Only Ji Jingxi heard the trace of apology in Shen Yi's words.

She frowned slowly and pursed her red lips lightly.

Suddenly, she remembered the comments of several Daozi that Shen Yi could cause trouble. She had gradually denied this comment in her heart through observation a few days ago.

But now she suddenly realized that it was possible that what she saw and what the Daozi saw were all true.

The reason why she thought that Sect Master Shen did not cause trouble was because the other party had quietly caused a big trouble that might exceed her imagination and even could not be detected for the time being?

Thinking of this, Ji Jingxi's heart suddenly sank.

There were very few things in the world that could make her panic, but at this moment, her heartbeat inexplicably accelerated and did not seem fake.

But soon, Ji Jingxi retracted her gaze, with only a faint helpless smile on her face.

I don't know why, even if she expected something, she still felt that Shen Yi had his own reasons... This kind of abrupt and somewhat stupid trust, even Senior Brother Qin had never had it.