After hearing what Marshal Baihu said, Prince Qilin finally had some intentions.

Bai Hu, the famous immortal king, lost to Honghu, and was almost killed by him. Marshal Bai Hu would not mention such a secret, and with Honghu's personality, he would not mention it. Apart from the person involved, no one knows.

If Marshal White Tiger hadn't said this personally, Prince Qilin would definitely not have believed it.

If these two people are allowed to show off again, they will probably be able to decide the outcome in less than half a quarter of an hour. The result can be imagined.

Seeing the Prince Qilin move, Marshal Baihu continued: "It's not just Honghu, Taotie, Yazi, Baibi, and Baibi... The Nine Nine Sons of the Ancestral Dragon, there were six fights with me, and I was defeated. Especially when I competed for treasure with Pixiu, I was almost swallowed up by him. If it weren't for your father in time, I would have been gone in this world."

"But now that we fight with them, even if the nine dragon clans are on the way together, we will not be my opponent."

This is an absolute secret. Even Prince Qilin's mood was aroused by interest at this moment.

Many people mention the White Tiger Marshal, not only with the Ancestral Dragon and the First Phoenix, but at least they are compared with the Azure Dragon and the Vermillion Bird, and the same is true in the mind of Prince Qilin.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that his cultivation level could indeed be compared, but in terms of age, not to mention the Qinglong, the Vermillion Bird, and even the nine sons of the Dragon Clan could be said to be the predecessors of the White Tiger Marshal.

Moreover, these secrets were not only curiosity, but also a kind of hope. Marshal of the White Tiger was defeated by these people and almost died.

But now, no one will compare them to each other, because they are no longer on the same level.

Seeing that Prince Qilin was like this, Marshal Baihu smiled and said, "In addition, I can tell you a secret. Not many people know it. Everyone thinks that the strongest person of the Nine Sons of Zulong is Yazi, but in fact it is not him. But Taotie. The second is Pulao, and the third is Yazi."

Then he added: "And if it was Yazi's turn, at least I think so."

"Taotie, Pulao?" Prince Qilin was a little surprised. As the nine sons of the ancestor dragon, no one would doubt their strength. But Pulao was crazy, and Taotie had almost no news, so no one paid much attention to these. And Yazi is also the famous True Dragon War God. One of the two kings in the True Dragon Leadership, so naturally they thought he was the strongest.

Marshal Baihu nodded: "Taotie's strength is quite terrifying. I was in the Taiyi Jinxian realm, and I was seriously injured before I could walk a hundred moves. If my subordinates had not led him away to death, I would not have been today."

"It's a pity that he became a demon to eat and had no control over what he had eaten. In the end, he began to swallow the demon clan of the True Dragon's leader and even the True Dragon Clan did not let go. Therefore, he made a big mistake, which caused the Ancestral Dragon to be furious, injured the others, and finally imprisoned in Longlang Mountain."

"What about Pu Dao?" Prince Qilin actually took the initiative to ask.

Marshal Baihu looked at him and said, "I believe you know a little about the Dragon Clan's establishment of the crown prince. In fact, Zulong made him the crown prince not only because he was most similar to the True Dragon, but also because his strength was indeed quite extraordinary. He reached the sub-saint realm nearly 10,000 years earlier than Yazi. It was only a little later than Taotie."

"He was much more arrogant than you and me back then. At least I didn't dare to provoke the Overlord Whale in the sub-saint realm. But he did it. But because of this, he not only lost. He was even swallowed by the Overlord Whale. Even though he was rescued, he became what he is now."

"If these unruly things had not happened, I think the True Dragon Leader should have four immortal kings now."

He paused for a moment and continued, "Relatively speaking, Yazi's talent is not very good, but he wins in diligence and mentality. He has also lost many times. The Purple Phoenix King of the Phoenix Clan was the pride of heaven. The two of them clashed in the same realm. Yazi only persisted for a quarter of an hour and lost without any suspense."

"Once upon a time, his status in the Dragon Clan was far inferior to that of a few brothers. But he did not give up, and even if he lost face, he didn't care. It was precisely because of this that now someone mentioned the Nine Sons of the Ancestral Dragon, and the best one became him."

This is meaningful. Prince Qilin is not stupid, so he naturally understands the meaning.

Pu Lao, who should have been the best, was scared and became a joke among the Nine Sons of Zulong. Even Taotie, who had almost no news, had prestige more than him.

Ya Zi, who has an average position and a middle-aged and inferior cultivation, has achieved great success late and has become the most promising one among the nine ancestor dragons.

Marshal Baihu was naturally reminding him that life is not about success or failure based on temporary gains and losses. Whether to be Pulao or Jiaozi is all in his own thoughts.

Seeing that Prince Qilin's expression had recovered a lot, Marshal Baihu said again: "Actually, there are many things that I and your father are also wrong. As today, the races are clearly different, and a war can be fought at any time. Therefore, monks are not only warriors, but also warriors."

"And we have always let you practice in the Juye, and we have not allowed you to truly fight between life and death. Although you have the heart of a warrior, you lack the awareness of being a warrior."

"What a warrior cares about is victory or defeat. If he loses half a move when he fights with someone, he will be defeated even if he doesn't have any damage on his body. Because he cares too much about victory or defeat, it can easily affect his mood."

"But the warriors are different. They are wandering between life and death, and they will not have any unnecessary thoughts. For them, as long as they are not dead, there will be hope and they can continue to fight, so their will is stronger."

"I have been in vain recently when patrolling the border. I want to ask for leave with the king to relax outside the East China Sea. Would you like to go with me?"

At this moment, most of the decadent aura on Prince Qilin's face had disappeared, and the depression was unconsciously guided, and the breath became stable. The true energy flowed naturally, became much more energetic, and most of the physical condition recovered.

After hearing what Marshal Baihu heard, he immediately nodded excitedly: "I do."

He is a smart man, so he naturally knows that the White Tiger Marshal is not really exhausted, but is just for himself. There are a large number of monsters outside the East China Sea, which just helps him practice between life and death.

The patrol of the border for hundreds of thousands of years is now for the sake of his own change. This great kindness is beyond description.

Marshal Baihu stood up, nodded with satisfaction and said, "Go and tell the king, he is very worried about you! I happened to explain to Bai Ze."

Prince Qilin nodded, sorted out himself, and walked out of the secret room.

The fifth level of heaven, in the nameless deep valley.

The valley that once seemed like a chaotic area has now undergone tremendous changes. Flashes of terrible auras continue to spread from the valley, continuous, powerful and terrifying. The originally mysterious restriction is now like a leaking teapot, which can no longer cover the breath inside.
Chapter completed!