In the East Sea Dragon Palace.

Yan Yuanjiang and his junior brother are in ancient costumes, sitting quietly and playing chess.

Pick, snap, snap.

The chess piece landed on the chessboard, making a crisp and nice sound, and it seemed like a beautiful piece of music was played.

After a while, Yan Yuanjiang raised his head, looked at the chess game, and smiled and said, "Junior brother, this is not your level!"

"Oh~"

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly, knowing that his condition was wrong. He pushed his hand and put the chess piece into the chess bottle. He sighed and said, "Fellow Daoist Fu has not heard of it yet."

He had an agreement before entering the formation, but no news has come yet, so he has no intention of playing chess.

Yan Yuanjiang is more calmer than his junior brother. No matter how good or bad the result is, he can only wait. Moreover, as the person with the highest position in the Heavenly Court here, he must also act calmly and calmly.

At this moment, a mysterious sound suddenly sounded, and a golden light suddenly appeared, and suddenly turned into a talisman, golden, like red gold.

Seeing this strange phenomenon, the middle-aged man sat upright and said anxiously: "Is it the news from fellow Taoist Fu?"

"good."

Yan Yuanjiang looked at three lines at a glance, and after seeing the information on the talisman, a smile appeared on his face and said, "Fellow Daoist Fu has successfully broken out of the formation."

"Huh~"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man immediately exhaled a breath of turbid breath.

Yan Yuanjiang stood up from the couch and looked outside, and felt that the ordinary scenery became vivid.

...

And outside, the pavilions and pavilions are crystal clear around them, surrounded by up and down, intertwining light and shadow.

The Dragon Clan Su Lao and Qing Liao sat on the cloud bed without saying a word, with a depressing palpitations.

"Tick~Tick~Tick~"

This sound of water drops that sounded so unusual in the past, but now it sounds particularly harsh.

After a while, a Su Lao broke the silence in the field, his voice hoarse, and said, "Tell me, what should I do now?"

"It's embarrassing!" Old Su covered his face and sighed.

The old man Su, who had his hair cut off by Fu Ji and a shiny bald head, gritted his teeth and clattered, saying, "What happened just now? Why did the Sea King's halberd have a problem at this time, otherwise how could the little thief escape!"

The two old men next to him were also furious and almost burst into anger. They had already locked in the battle, but were caught off guard by this sudden change, which allowed Fu Ji's little thief to take the opportunity to escape.

The raging rage seemed to be about to manifest itself and turn the surroundings into a sea of ​​angry fire.

At this moment, bursts of mysterious sounds came, Hao Mao sat upright on the cloud chariot, with a golden boy and a jade girl following him, with extraordinary momentum.

After a while, Hao Mao walked into the place, looked around, and keenly discovered the strange atmosphere in the venue. He respectfully bowed to Qing Liao, and at the same time passed him a look. He believed that with his tacit understanding between the king and his ministers, his king would definitely understand what it meant.

Seeing the eyes of his confidant, Qing Liao sighed in his heart. Seeing that the old man Su who had just cursed was sitting on the cloud bed, like a clay statue, without moving, he cursed in his heart again, but he still had to tighten his face, his face turned a little red, and said, "Just now, someone broke out from the formation."

“???”

As soon as he came back, he suddenly heard this news. Hao Mao, who had already obtained some benefits from seeking medicine, suddenly lost his joy in his heart. He glanced at the elders in a daze, looked at his master again, a little confused, and not only began to doubt his own eyes again, hey, why does this feel strange?

When he came to his senses, Hao Mao wanted to scold him, but suddenly he remembered that the people in front of him were all big men who he couldn't afford to offend. He was about to say something and then forced him to hold it back, but his expression was very uncomfortable.

Everyone here, Su Lao and Qing Liao are not smart people. Although Hao Mao did not say it, they all knew the meaning, so they were embarrassed and angry.

But the fact is that they are indeed a bit useless. With such a big advantage, they were successfully penetrated by one person. Well, no matter how you look at it, they are all a useless dragon.

Qing Liao looked around and found that all the old men still looked at their noses and their noses, and they remained motionless, acting as clay statues. They still had to stand up by themselves.

No matter what, he invited these old men. Now he is embarrassed. If he is angry and angry, he will still be injured, it will be very difficult for me.

Qing Liao, who felt that Long Sheng was too difficult, sighed and said, "There is a reason for this."

"Originally, I have all the elders Su, and the large array we set up, we would never let anyone break out of the array."

Qing Liao coughed and continued to organize his language, saying, "But at this time, the Sea King's halberd suddenly moved, and there was a problem with the big formation."

"How is that possible?"

Hao Mao changed color in horror and his eyes widened.

After several confirmations, Hao Mao finally believed that this was not an excuse used by his master to circulate the blame, and his eyebrows immediately frowned.

"Why did the Sea King's halberd move abnormally?"

Qing Liao sat in the strange object Qianye Lotus Taichung, with glazed glory in the lotus, and five-color halos hanging down. He said quietly: "No one could have expected it at that time."

"yes."

Hao Mao nodded, expressing his understanding and thinking from the perspective of others. If he was in that situation, he would also be caught off guard.

After all, who would have thought that the most unproblematic Aquaman would have problems?

After hearing Hao Mao's words, everyone present still didn't say anything, like a clay statue with a expressionless face.

In fact, I felt very embarrassed.

Qing Liao's words are actually a matter of spring and autumn, mainly about the sudden change of the Sea King's halberd at that time. They caught them off guard without mentioning their embarrassment.

For example, the three Su Laos were completely killed, and the three Su Laos were covered in dust, and one of them was even bald. Qing Liao mentioned all these things.

But Hao Mao was naturally not stupid as the spirit clan, so why didn’t he know the tricks? For example, the boss with a shiny bald head was already shaken as soon as he came in, and it would be difficult not to pay attention. For example, three Su Laos were absent in the field...

"Oh~"

Hao Mao sighed silently in his heart, and had to recover his mind and make plans for his lord.

The most urgent task now is not that someone has broken out of the formation, but that he has figured out why the Aquaman halberd has abnormal movements.

After thinking about it, Hao Mao made a decision. This matter was no longer something they could afford and he had to report to Longting.

After getting Qing Liao's permission, Hao Mao issued an order to ask a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals to set up a high platform and lit a fragrance. The green smoke curled up and did not dissipate, and went straight toward the dragon courtyard.

Next, I'll wait.

After doing this, Hao Mao returned to the pavilion, his originally solemn expression was curled away, and his eyebrows were gentle, and he said to Qing Liao: "Your Majesty, don't worry about this matter, I'll bring back good news."

He paused, took out an exquisite jade gourd as big as a palm from his sleeve, handed it over, and said, "This is a great medicine I have asked for from a powerful Xuanzhen, which can be used to restore the Taoist cultivation to the Lord."

Upon hearing this, Qing Liao looked at the jade gourd in his hand, then at his confidant, and thousands of words finally turned into one sentence.

"I'm interested."

Then pull out the gourd stopper and pour out a golden pill. The auspicious color rose and an indescribable fragrance emerged.

This kind of elixir fragrance is not in touch, but in Lingtaichung.

Qing Liao looked at it, his eyes lit up, he sat upright for a moment, calmed down his mind, and then swallowed the pill into his stomach.

"Boom!"

The majestic medicinal power burst out, as if endless essence was like a waterfall, washed down, continuously and recurring.

At this moment, it seemed that the whole world had become still.

Qing Liao felt that all the pores in his body were completely opened and his energy was infiltrated. He immediately, his original weakness was wiped out, and replaced by an extremely powerful feeling.

In this feeling, Qing Liao's mind fell into a state of sleeping but not sleeping.

At some point, Qing Liao opened his eyes and found that his Taoist cultivation had completely recovered, and he couldn't help but be happy.

"You're intent."

Qing Liao said to Hao Mao, very satisfied with his confidant.

"Your words are so serious, this is all the duty of my subordinates." Hao Maolian bowed.

The old people saw it in their eyes and looked at each other, and they could see the expression in the other person's eyes... enlightenment.

No wonder Qing Liao, a reckless man, has such a great momentum. Now this scene can be explained clearly. Well, this is not surprising.

Having such a subordinate who is dedicated to the monarch is not arrogant or impatient, but can be literary and martial, this is perfect for this reckless man.

But this identity is a bit urgent.

The Spirit Clan, the most inconspicuous tribe among the demon clans in the past, can even be regarded as the Spirit Clan that has become food. Now it has become an independent tribe and is very famous in the world.

With the support of that person, the original advantage of the Spirit Clan is even more unique. This is a race that can produce masters the longer it takes. It is also a race that has a longer lifespan than their dragon clan. Especially some of the best in the field of vitality can compete with immortals.

The battle in which the Spirit Clan split from the demon clan is still circulating in the world. The Lord of the Spirit Clan inherited the sword path from that person, and it can be said that he has reached a very terrifying realm. In the situation where the immortals cannot leave, it is the highest.

But I heard that a small number of spiritual races were not independent of the spiritual race, but were bullied among the demon race, so most of them wandered in the world. Could this be the one who is the wandering spiritual race?

Time passed slowly through the old people's guesses.

I could only hear the sound of music, and a jade door appeared out of thin air, frost as white as snow, with golden silk dragon patterns engraved on it, showing majesty and solemnity.

The next moment.

With a roar, like thunder, the jade door opened and a middle-aged man wearing a golden crown walked out, wearing brocade clothes, embroidered with mountains, rivers, and seas, and a pair of red golden dragon eyes.

As soon as it appears, the light shines brightly and the mysterious sound flutters.

"Tie Shenglongjun!"
To be continued...