"Reporting to the crown prince, this is the new palace that the ancestor has bestowed upon you. It is called the Holy Dragon Palace.”
After Zhulong slipped away, Ao Long was led by a member of the dragon clan to a huge palace that was shining with golden light.
At this moment, under the introduction of the branch family, Ao Long began to size up this tall building.
A thirty-foot-tall red door appeared in front of him, looking luxurious and imposing.
On top of the door hung a black signboard made of golden Phoebe Wood. On it were three large words,'Holy Dragon Palace'.
"Crown Prince, please!"
The branch family member waved his hand gently, and the red door slowly opened.
Looking at the door, he saw a grand courtyard.
The hall stood upright, with beams made of sandalwood, crystal jade walls as lamps, pearls as curtains, and Fan Jin as pillars.
The ground in the courtyard was covered with white jade, and the stone lamps on both sides of the road were carved with many green lotuses. The petals were fresh and exquisite, and the stamens were delicate and distinguishable.
"This servant Cai Wu, Feng Die, has led 10,000 servants of the Holy Dragon Palace to greet master!”
As he was observing, two very pleasant voices sounded in the courtyard.
He raised his head and saw over ten thousand servants and servants standing in an orderly manner in front of a large hall.
These were the servants that the Ancestral Dragon had given him along with this palace. They were also his private property.
This was a treatment that only the Ancestral Dragon, Torch Dragon, Dragon Kings of the Four Seas, and the Eight Great Guardians could enjoy in the entire dragon clan.
Now, with his promotion to the Crown Prince, he had also obtained this qualification. Who knew how many dragon creatures were envious of him?
Leading them were two young women in colorful dresses. They had beautiful looks and curvaceous curves, making people feel pleasant at first sight.
"This servant greets master!"
At this moment, a unified voice rang out, causing Ao Long's lips to twitch slightly.
"This is still considered low-key.”
"Is there such an awesome salted fish?"
However, since the system had been upgraded, he should be considered a salted fish now, right?
Yes, I'm a salted fish, a salted fish below one dragon and above thousands of dragons!
"Get up!"
Ao Long waved his hand and dismissed the crowd after leaving the two young women behind.
"Accompany this prince and walk around!"
"Yes, Master!"
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Above the Eastern Sea.
A black-robed man who was enveloped in boundless demonic qi stood quietly in the void. He looked at the blue sea below, and his blood-red eyes flickered with a dense light.
What he was stepping on was none other than the twelfth-grade Black Lotus of Annihilation.
This person was none other than the Western Demon Cult Master, Demon Ancestor Luohou!
" Isn't the Eastern Sea too peaceful?"
After a long time, Rahu spoke in a hoarse voice.
"Damn Ancestral Dragon, what the hell are you doing?”
Rahu clasped his hands at the sea with endless questions.
"Ancestral Dragon, an old friend has come to visit. Please show yourself!”
"Dao Friend Rahu, the Ancestral Dragon is currently in a life-and-death seclusion and is not suitable to receive guests.”
After a long time, just as Rahu was getting impatient, a dignified and indifferent voice resounded over the sea.
"Life and death seclusion?"
"You're still talking when you're in seclusion? Who are you fooling?"
"Fellow Daoist Ancestral Dragon, I…"
Weng!
Just as Rahu was about to say something…
All of a sudden, a vast and magnificent formation slowly rose from the sea, pushing Rahu hundreds of millions of miles away from the East Sea.
It was very obvious that the Ancestral Dragon was sending him off!
When Rahu saw this, his eyes, which were hidden under his black robe, shone with a blood-red light. However, he quickly lowered his raised arm.
"Forget it, let's settle Hongjun first!”
Snorting coldly, Rahu turned around and disappeared in a streak of black light.
It was not that he did not want to fight his way in, nor was it that he could not break through the dragon clan's grand array in front of him.
Instead, when the array rose up, he actually felt a dense palpitation and a dangerous aura.
If he rashly entered the East Sea, he might be injured. Although he could escape unscathed with his ability, it would not be worth it.
Coupled with the Ancestral Dragon's words of sending him off just now, he also knew that he would definitely not be able to go as he wished.
Rahu didn't think it was worth it to risk his life for something that would lead to nothing. He thought about it for a while and left.
"Hmm?"
"He actually didn't barge in?"
In the dragon race's mystic realm, the Ancestral Dragon suddenly opened his eyes. His golden eyes revealed a look of surprise.
He thought that Rahu would cause a ruckus in Eastern Sea, but he left silently.
This wasn't Rahu's style. The only explanation was that they were plotting something!
"My son is still the best!"
On the other side, in the Holy Dragon Palace, Ao Long, who was drinking tea and enjoying the massage of a beautiful maid, could not help but raise his eyebrows.
Just now, the Holy Dragon Portrait that he had secretly set up in the Ten Thousand Dragon Array suddenly trembled and then calmed down.
Through the Sacred Dragon Portrait, he could clearly see Rahu's departing figure.
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he no longer paid attention to it, enjoying his life in peace.
"Oh right, Cai Wu, what were you talking about just now?”
"Master, didn't you say you wanted to cultivate?”
Cai Wu's beautiful eyes flashed.
"Cultivate? Aren't I cultivating now?"
Cai Wu: "???"
Swallowtail Butterfly:
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The Primordial Land was filled with smoke, and the aura of calamity filled the entire world.
Because the dragon race suddenly stopped fighting and unexpectedly withdrew from the battle, the original three-race struggle became a two-race struggle.
In the beginning, the two clans were still careful. They thought that the Ancestral Dragon was playing a trick and might come out at any time to catch them off guard.
However, as time slowly passed, the dragon race did not come out. It seemed that they really hid in the four seas and lived in seclusion.
Gradually, the phoenix and qilin clans became bolder, but they still did not dare to step into the billions of miles around the four seas.
Finally, under the push of the great tribulation, the phoenix clan and the qilin clan developed very quickly. Very soon, the number of clan members broke through the trillions.
After a thousand years of constant friction and collisions, the two races finally broke out into an unprecedented war under the instigation of Luohou, Yin Yang, and Qian Kun.
At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, all kinds of spiritual treasures flew up and down, accompanied by screams and shouts.
For a time, corpses littered the ground, and blood flowed like a river. Countless corpses of the Phoenix Race and Qilin Race experts fell from the sky, and their blood turned into a storm that formed a turbulent river on the ground.
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