Yang Jian turned around and looked at Yang Chan and said, "San Sister, you really shouldn't have come here."

Yang Chan looked at the tragic battlefield, bit her lip, her eyes turned red: "I'm sorry, second brother!"

She had never seen a battlefield.

I didn't have it before, but today I saw it. The sky was covered with blood and the sea surface was dyed blood red. Everywhere I saw blood red, screams were endless, and there was a fierce battle like a Shura field.

"Second brother, you kill my second brother..."

Ao Cunxin pushed Yang Chan away, pointed at Yang Jian and said with great sorrow: "How could you kill my second brother?"

Yang Jian held the dragon head and said nothing.

"Hey, you girl is so unreasonable. If your second brother hadn't attacked my second master from behind, how could he end up like this?" Meishan's third son snorted.

"Cunxin, why are you back?"

After seeing his daughter, Ao Run flew towards Ao Cunxin happily.

Ao Cunxin is his third daughter, and of course he is also the orthodox direct line born to the Dragon Queen of the Lord.

Among the Dragon Clan, the treatment of the direct line and branch of the royal bloodline can be said to be a world of difference.

Ao Lie looked at Ao Run, who had changed his face, and his hand holding the sword tightly clenched.

Of course, sometimes the Dragon King’s personal attitude also determines a lot.

Ao Mo'ang patted his shoulder lightly.

Ao Lie quickly let go: "Brother?"

Mo Ang whispered: "Third brother, your father was just too sad for your second brother to be killed, so he said nonsense, don't take it to heart."

"fine!"

Ao Lie smiled softly and exhaled: "I'm used to it."

Mo An nodded, looked at Ao Shun and sighed.

He still valued this third brother very much and worked hard enough in his cultivation, but his father Ao Run attached great importance to bloodlines, and his eldest son was always the main lineage, so he treated Ao Lie far less than them.

Other descendants who become families in the future will become branches, including Ao Chong...

If he is still alive.

Of course, if there are other dragons that are stronger than the Dragon King, then you can also challenge the Dragon King's status to be the new Dragon King.

This rule sounds ridiculous, but it is something that the dragon clan can do.

Since ancient times, there has never been a strong man in the Taiyi realm, so he has to come up with this kind of competition to stimulate the appearance of a Taiyi realm.

"Cunxin, daughter..."

Ao Run flew towards Cunxin, but when he was about to arrive, his eyes suddenly flashed, and he reached out and bent his claws to grab Yang Chan's neck.

"No, Second Master, this bastard Lao Long's target is the Three Holy Mother..." The Meishan brothers said in surprise.

Yang Jian's expression was extremely cold. He swung the dragon head and turned into a silver light to rush out with three sharp swords.

"Yang Jian, if you kill my beloved son, I want your sister to pay my son's life..."

Ao Run's hand rushed over with a shocking palm wind.

However, when he was about to meet Yang Chan, Ao Run rushed up with a bloody arm and turned into a dragon claw. Ao Run covered the broken port with his shoulders and screamed and staggered back.

Yang Jian appeared between him and Yang Chan with a cold expression, and dragon blood dripped from the three sharp swords.

"If you can't help, don't cause trouble." Yang Jian looked at Yang Chan seriously.

"I'm sorry, second brother!" Yang Chan whispered.

"Father!"

"Brother!"

Ao Cunxin, Ao Mo'ang, and Ao Run's brothers quickly stepped forward to support Ao Run and cast spells to help Ao Run stop bleeding.

Ao Lie followed, but for some reason he felt a little secretly happy when he saw Ao Run being chopped down.

Yang Jian raised his hand and grabbed the dragon claw in his palm, staring coldly at the West Sea Dragon Clan opposite him.

"Yang Jian..."

Ao Run gritted his teeth and looked at the man in ink robe and silver armor in pain and angrily.

The dragon clans also looked at Yang Jian coldly.

Yang Jian's expression remained unchanged and said, "The Heavenly Court granted your West Sea Dragon Clan as the righteous god of Shi Yun Buyu. When you decide to rebel against the Heavenly Court, you should expect the current result.

Ao Run Now you should be glad that the Lord of the True Lord showed mercy and had not killed your son's soul. Now the fate of the entire West Sea's thousands of aquatic races is in your mind. If you don't want to add unnecessary casualties, surrender as soon as possible, otherwise..."

Yang Jian raised his hand holding the knife and said coldly:

"Kill without mercy!"

"Kill without mercy!"

The voices of the heavenly soldiers and generals shouted like a tsunami.

"My son's soul..." Ao Run was stunned.

"Father!"

A scream came from the dragon head held by the Meishan brothers.

"Father, what should I do?"

Ao Moang whispered: "The second brother's soul is still there, so there is still a rescue."

"Yes, brother, you have an idea. Erlang Shen's magic power is so high that no one can beat us in the West Sea..."

The real dragons also spoke to persuade them.

"make a decision……"

Ao Run fell into a tangle: "How can we retreat without ordering the ancestor to retreat?"

Upon hearing this, the true dragons fell into silence and stopped talking and retreating.

The Ancestral Dragon is the god of creation of the dragon clan and can be called the dragon god.

It can be said that without the Ancestral Dragon, there would be no their dragon clan, so in their hearts, the Ancestral Dragon is the supreme existence.

...

East China Sea Dragon Palace.

Zulong sat cross-legged in the side hall with his eyes closed, and Ao Guang waited respectfully.

"waste!"

Suddenly Zulong opened his eyes and whispered: "A bunch of useless waste."

Ao Guang hurriedly said, "Old ancestor, what's wrong?"

"Just just now, I went to the Three Realms to see the West Sea. The North Sea has been defeated by the Heavenly Court army. It seems that in the end, we can only have sovereignty in the East Sea."

Zulong said: "East Sea... Although it has not met the expectations of our rank, it is enough for the Dragon Clan to settle down."

"Defeated?"

Ao Guang was shocked: "How about the third brother and the fourth brother?"

Zulong said: "It's not dead yet, it's no point to continue fighting. I'll give you this thing."

A white dragon scales, the size of a palm poured into steel, flew out from his body, with a shiny dragon-shaped mark on it.

"This is……"

Ao Guang extended his hands with respect to take it.

Zulong said: "The law of this is written on it. You go to the South China Sea and stop the fish in the West Sea. Let them move to the East China Sea. Don't move the aquatic races other than the dragon clan."

"The South China Sea, the West Sea...what is the North Sea?" Ao Guangdao.

Zulong: "Just take care of your own affairs, I will make arrangements over there."

"yes!"

Ao Guang turned around and retreated.

"Beihai...I don't want it anymore."

Zulong smiled softly: "Brother Kunpeng, that place belongs to you."

...

North Sea.

Lu Chuan held the dragon corpse and looked at the surroundings coldly. For a moment, not only many dragon clans, but also the heavenly soldiers and generals were silent.

They never expected that the terrifying scene of the emperor who was full of friendship would have been like this.

"What's wrong? Ao Shun, will you surrender?"
To be continued...