Chapter 450 Golden Conch

On the sea outside the entrance to Feng Mingyuan, parked 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 cave entrance, Qingshui Man gasped and said: "I finally came out of the hell place below.

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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" and took out a white towel, shaking 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 has no 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, and 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 they look like?"

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 surprised at first, 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, and the golden cloak behind him flew up. The scale dragon pattern on it resembled a living creature with teeth and claws, and murderous intent rose.

"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 out 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 wanted to go to the East Sea Palace and explain my intentions to your East Sea Emperor in person. It seems that if I don't tell the truth, you will not let me go. To be honest, I am a member of the Shadow Organization on Zhongyuan Continent. I was secretly commissioned by the Shadow Master to take this East Sea Order to meet His Majesty the Emperor. First, I asked the East Sea Emperor to help find the whereabouts of the Blue Water Flame Spirit. The Blue Water Flame Spirit is very useful to the Shadow Master. Even I don't know the specific purpose, but it is definitely not to be an enemy of your Scaled Dragon Clan. Unexpectedly, I found the Blue Water Flame Spirit halfway and asked for it all the way, but it was divided by Xu Yang and Liu Haiyu. Secondly, the Shadow Master has a secret letter for me to give to the Great Emperor of the Sea. As for the content of the secret letter, only the Great Emperor of the East Sea can know it." Master Qingshui explained.

"Why didn't you tell me your intention earlier?"

"My mission this time was also carried out in secret, although Xue Monk and Hai Monk were both members of the Shadow Organization. They didn't know about this, nor did they know about the secret alliance between the Shadow and the Scaled Dragon Clan."

"If it's true as you said, you are a friend of the Scaled Dragon Clan, I won't make things difficult for you. Whether what you said is true or not, everything will be clear when we meet His Majesty the Great Emperor. Please keep this golden conch."

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

...

On the crystal altar hundreds of miles away.

In the middle of the Eight-Headed Scaled Dragon Formation, the eight-sided prism hovering above the eight-faceted prism emitted eight-colored streamers.

In the light and shadow, the appearance of the Eight-Headed Scaled Dragon's body far away in the evil spirit world was reflected. In the endless sea world, a gray-black scaled dragon with a size of a hundred feet and eight heads soared high in the sky above the sea.

The giant beast twisted its body, its demonic power boiled, and the sea water was upside down, which was extremely terrifying.

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

"Emperor of the East Sea, you did a great job this time. After I absorbed the physical power of the Dark Scale, not only did I recover completely, but my body was also more advanced than before, which made my sleep worthwhile for five hundred years. Last time, you summoned my clone to descend to the East Sea, but I didn't expect to encounter a powerful opponent that even I was quite afraid of. I lost a clone and my original body was also severely injured. That person's body has reached the level of a virtual immortal, and the ghost sword in his hand is so terrible that it can restrain my innate evil power and prevent my wounds from healing for a long time. At the beginning, if it was my original body that descended, maybe I could fight him. What was that person's name? He said he was a "different ghost fire". He is no longer in the East Sea."

The scene five hundred years ago seemed to be right in front of him, and the original body of the Eight-Headed Scaled Dragon still felt a lingering fear when talking about it.

"Back then, it was all my fault for being reckless. I didn't check the origin of that person and rashly summoned your clone. A few days ago, I got the news. The scaly dragon in the scaly dragon egg used for sacrifice on the altar of Jiaolong Bay broke out of the shell. That is the sacrificial medium connected to your life essence. Therefore, I concluded that your vitality has reached the opportunity to be revitalized. So I used the following strategy to accelerate the recovery of your original body." The Great Emperor of the East China Sea said.

"You can't be blamed for this. I won't eat you just because you did something wrong. Over the years, you have ruled the East China Sea well, and more and more people have believed in me. I have also been rewarded by the power of faith. The last incident is over, and there is no need to mention it again. Do you have anything else to do?"

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

"Go ahead."

"The child next to him is my youngest son, but the royal horns on his head, which symbolize the inheritance of Yaqi, have not grown. I dare to ask Lord Yaqi to send down his luck, so that this child can continue to pass on the Yaqi faith in the East China Sea in the future."

"Well, this? It's easy. It depends on whether your youngest son has this fate and can bear the Yaqi luck I send."

Suddenly, a gray-black light flashed in the eight-sided prism, and an eight-headed scale dragon phantom emerged from it. This phantom was as solid as the real thing, and it was dozens of feet in size. Eight dragon heads, red tongues and angry mouths, and awe-inspiring demonic aura.

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

Immediately, the shadow of the eight-headed dragon turned into a thin shadow that fell from the sky and landed directly on the body of the eighth prince who was crawling on the ground.

After a moment, the altar returned to its previous tranquility, and the shadow of the eight-headed dragon was no longer on the eight-sided prism hovering in the air.

"Ah!"

The eighth prince, who was still just a child, screamed, and his cry was full of domineering and excitement that was not commensurate with his age, without the childishness and purity of a child.

He stood up, his bones creaking all over, and the whole person grew up rapidly. In a blink of an eye, he looked like a teenager of fifteen or sixteen years old. And on his forehead, the two small red bean-like royal horns also grew rapidly, and finally fixed at about three inches.

Looking at the changes in his youngest son, the great emperor was full of excitement and expectations.

"It is the royal horn, a pair of royal horns. My son, our lineage of the eight-headed dragon can be passed on." The great emperor shouted happily.