Chapter 18 Kunpeng returns to the nest

All these changes happened between electric sparks. The people present were still immersed in a fierce battle between the red-haired ancestor and the South China Sea Dragon King. They didn't have time to make any response. The mysterious figure who suddenly appeared has gone like a yellow crane and his whereabouts.

The red-haired ancestor was just brushed by the man. At this time, he had recovered and looked at the direction of the man's disappearance and his face was full of astonishment: "Who is this person? He can have such cultivation and has been hiding on the side, but you and I are not aware of it, and you can't even fight back against his sneak attack."

The dragon king's injury is heavier than that of the red-haired ancestor, but his cultivation is profound. The red-haired ancestor's speaking skills have slowed down, and there is a blank look in his eyes: "This man's cultivation is unfathomable. He is by no means under the old monster of Kuzhu and the sand prodigy in the Western Regions. You and I will never be inferior. Although he made a sneak attack just now, I noticed that he was determined to seize the sea god iron and did not kill. Otherwise, I would be afraid that you and I would have been destroyed at this time.

At this time, the injured aquarium demon practitioners and trapped island disciples have got rid of the suppression of five clouds and peach blossoms. They sit on the ground dizzy and breathe. They dare not interrupt the topics of the two masters, His Majesty Longjun and the red-haired ancestor. They just hold their breath and listen quietly.

The red-haired ancestor was pushing the palace with blood for Chen Kaitai, who was seriously injured, to save his vitality. Hearing Long Jun's words, his face showed heavy doubts: "This man's Taoist magic power is very strange. He is by no means a vein of the wilderness mountain, let alone the billion-golden sword of the evil star of the sand god boy. As for the demon saint, he has been cultivated to an unknown point, not to mention his generation, he disdains to take action against you and me. Who else in the world can have such a high Taoist cultivation?

Long Jun's tone was full of depression: "Unfortunately, Dinghai Shentie was originally the treasure of the ancient secret of my aquarium. When it was not easy to see the sun again, it was almost returned to the original owner, but it was snatched by this evil star who didn't know where it came from." The red-haired ancestor said disdainfully, "This divine iron is a divine object in the sea, but it is not the treasure of your Dragon Palace. You Ao Bing just relied on your profound cultivation and forcibly seized it. Now you have been taken away by this man, which should be rewarded."

Longjun smiled and said, "The four seas are under the control of my dragon clan, and the treasures in the sea are, of course, the things of my Dragon Palace. Besides, although I forcibly seize your divine iron, it is not a good thing for you. This divine iron is too big. It is a divine object that existed in ancient times. There is no flame in the world that can refine it. I know that you are addicted to the art of refining, but this divine iron is not something you can conquer. You are innocent. Even if you keep this divine iron here, you are also a useless hero. Except for the three-flavor true fire of the nine-day immortal mansion, the fire of the heart lamp of Lingshan Buddha Kingdom and the magic fire of the abyss demon palace, there is no fourth way to refine this divine iron in heaven and earth. Your cultivation is still far behind. You are addicted to the art of refining. After all, you can't get rid of the side door, so you are stuck at the threshold of ecination, and you can't be detached for 300 years. Seeing that the red-haired ancestor raised his eyebrows and was ready to refute, he blocked the other party with a few words: "I know you are not convinced, but it is a fact that you have not been able to make progress for so many years. This time, I broke through to the cultivation first. Can't you understand that distraction is a taboo of practice? Besides, this sea god iron is by no means for you to refine. I didn't bring it back to build a flying sword soldier, but just used it as the treasure of the palace. With it, I can prove that my Dragon Palace is the lord of the South China Sea, which is justified.

The red-haired ancestor seemed to be touched by Long Jun's words and was silent for a long time and said, "What you said is not unreasonable. Although this guy knows that you are not so kind-hearted to seize the sea god iron, what you said is true. I am indeed too addicted to refiners and ignore it. My own practice. That's why I'm short of chess this time, tying your hands and feet. Now that the divine iron has been lost, I should also die and study my purple blood 1st method. I hope the next time we will not be the same as this time.

The Dragon King of the South China Sea looked up to the sky and smiled very happily: "I didn't expect that you have been addicted to it for 500 years, and today you are finally enlightened. Although you have not been able to get Dinghai Shentie this time, it is a worthwhile trip to convince you, an old buddy. In the future, it must not be so boring again. With a wave of his hand, the princes of the Dragon Palace and several Yuanying-level demons bowed and led the group of shrimps and crabs to dive into the sea, and disappeared after a moment. As for Mo Ming, he plotted the prince of the Dragon Palace. When he saw the Dragon King coming, he was worried that he would be revenged. As early as when the red-haired ancestor untied the dark clouds and peach blossoms, he took the opportunity to slip away and disappeared.

The dragon king's clothes fluttered, like a fairy, crossed the water, pointed to the direction of the mysterious man's far away and shouted, "Although this man's achievements and cultivation are divine, the power of our dragon clan for thousands of years must not bow down. Children, be careful and inquire around to find it after going back. The wherefall of the monk is to snow today's shame. Suddenly, countless people responded in unison in the four seas: "No!" The Dragon King laughed and stepped on the waves and drifted away.

The red-haired ancestor stared at Long Jun's distant back and was speechless for a long time. At this time, most of the disciples on the empty island have recovered their ability to act except for Chen Kaitai and other seriously injured. Some disciples have taken the initiative to go to all corners of the island to help the injured fishermen treat their wounds and repair their houses. This time, the dragon clan attacked. Although Longjun and the red-haired ancestors are old acquaintances and friends, the disciples of both sides did not know, so they had no mercy. If it hadn't been for Chongguang's previous persuading both sides to fight, they would not I know how many people will be killed or injured. Nowadays, although everyone on the island has been injured, except for a few fishermen who were unfortunately burned to death, most of them recovered quickly after being treated.

Other disciples reported to the red-haired ancestors and helped Chen Kaitai and other seriously injured brothers to go to Wuyun Palace to recuperate. He Wuwei walked to the red-haired ancestor with Lu Wu and carefully reported to him that the red-haired ancestor was not here these days. What happened on the island, especially after Prince Long San and Prince Longwu took people to the island, everything was even more detailed and checked one by one. The red-haired ancestor nodded and asked for some of the details. Finally, he sighed: "That's it. You go down first, settle down the brothers and the fishermen on the island, and then come to find a teacher. As for the Taoist friend Xiao, since he is in danger and helped us fall into the empty island, we are not ungrateful people. Later, I will naturally try to find the whereorious man is and find a way to rescue this Xiao Daoyou. His words were mainly to comfort the two disciples. With his practice and knowledge, he naturally knew that the mysterious man's cultivation was far above himself and had ascended. Even if he went further, even if he joined hands with the Dragon King, he would never resist the enemy.

He Wuwei listened to the master's words and was immediately relieved, but Lu Wu was still unhappy and always felt that Xiao Chongguang was affected by himself. The red-haired ancestor understood the nature of this disciple and knew that it was useless to say more, and he would no longer explain. At this time, Gu Shiyuan led a group of monks from the Qingcheng faction to accuse the red-haired ancestor. Since the sea god iron has been lost, it is meaningless for them to stay on the island. When this group of Qingcheng disciples attacked the aquarium, except for Gu Shiyuan and Chongguang who intercepted the Dragon Third Prince at sea, the others stayed on the island. When several other princes of the dragon clan took the opportunity to capture the Wuyun Palace, these dung beazis also tried to come out to help. As a result, they were defeated by the dragon clan, which not only showed their ugliness, but also implicated the disciples of the red-haired ancestors. At this time, they all came to say goodbye to the red-haired ancestors with shame on their faces.

The red-haired ancestor smiled and looked at the salute of a group of Qingcheng disciples. In the end, Gu Shiyuan came forward to say goodbye. His face remained unchanged, but nodded: "Go ahead, these days are slowly." When Gu Shiyuan and others released the giant wooden Shenzhou, everyone got on the boat. His face suddenly changed and his right hand grabbed it in the void. Gu Shiyuan suddenly felt that his throat was tight, as if an invisible hand had tightened him, followed the whole person to roll repeatedly on the ground, bounced up in mid-air and fell down viciously, and smashed the board of the boat. Rumble. Gu Liu was stunned when he saw that his father-in-law was suddenly like this. He rushed up and hugged Gu Shiyuan's neck and shouted for help from the same door around him. Those second ancestors of the Qingcheng faction have never seen such a situation, and they are in a hurry to cast spells and spells, which is useless.

Gu Liushi didn't know what he thought of. His face was miserable. He knelt down and kowtowed desperately in the direction of the red-haired ancestor, shouting: "The ancestor is merciful, the ancestor is compassionate, and spare him." The red-haired ancestor sneered and didn't see how he moved. Gu Shiyuan floated into the void like a cloud. His whole body was like a sheep's horn wind. He twitched his hands and feet in the air, foamed white at the mouth, and his face became pale, without any human color.

Gu Liu still kowtowed to himself. A group of Qingcheng disciples were shocked and stunned. They didn't know how Gu Shiyuan offended the red-haired ancestor, which made the old devil so angry. Seeing that Gu Shiyuan's facial features and seven orifices were overflowing with blood, the red-haired ancestor took the spell and threw the other party on the deck fiercely and shouted angrily, "Your three-knife rebels on these two sides, go back and tell you that master, his wishful plan, don't hide it from my eyes of the ancestor, not on the face of his dead master, old The husband must kill Qingcheng and break his jars to get this evil breath.

Gu Shiyuan's face was full of blood and his hair spread. When he fell to the ground, he got up and knelt beside his wife. He kowtowed and said tremblingly, "Disciples don't dare anymore, never dare anymore." Other Qingcheng disciples' faces rose like pig liver. When they saw the red-haired ancestors waved impatiently, they urged the ship to set sail, and soon disappeared to the end of sea level.

Lu Wu looked at Master's attack and asked curiously, "Master, what did Gu Shiyuan do to make you so angry?" The red-haired ancestor sneered and said, "What can he do and what does he dare to do? The Qingcheng faction is not as good as one generation. Now he will only play these ghost tricks behind his back, and he doesn't even have the courage to provoke head-on. If Qingqiuzi knows underground, I'm afraid he will be so angry that he won't close his eyes.

Lu Wu said, "Master, what on earth are you talking about? Why are your disciples still confused?" The red-haired ancestor said, "You have been on the island for too long and don't know these intrigues in the world. As a teacher, no one knows the news of Dinghai Shentie, which has been hidden for 300 years. Only the old ghost Qingqiuzi wrote it in the notebook and showed it to his immomentable apprentice. However, Yin Mingyu was as timid as a mouse and didn't dare to ask for it, so he sent Gu Shiyuan, who was even more useless. First, they used the fairy wine of the spiritual root of heaven and earth to lure them as teachers. When they saw that I refused to comply, they secretly released the news, trying to attract others to us to fall into the empty island and get chestnuts from their fire, and they took advantage of the land to take advantage of the fire to rob.

Lu Wu was shocked and said, "Master, are you telling the truth? This Gu Dao brother looks very good. Won't he be as bad as Master thought?"

The red-haired ancestor said with a wry smile: "You are too simple to understand that people are sinister at all. Yin Mingyu was even willing to take out the Linggen fairy wine. Obviously, he was bound to get Dinghaishen Iron, but I refused to comply, and he didn't know that he was unable to take it, so he spread the news and attracted people. Otherwise, why did Qingcheng send people to the island? In less than half a month, the people in the Dragon Palace invaded? They are easy to calculate, but unfortunately their cultivation is too poor, and there is nothing they can do about us and the visitors of the Dragon Palace. They can only watch the divine iron hand over to me and Longjun, and finally be taken away by the mysterious man. He sighed: "What a hero Qingqiuzi was in those years. He didn't expect that his disciples were nothing but despicable and shameless. They didn't have that strength, but they tried to dominate the world. They were afraid that the Qingcheng faction would be disaster-proble in the future."

Lu Wu looked at the calm sea and recalled what Gu Shiyuan and others had done on the island and the performance of the couple just now. He knew that the eight achievements he said were the truth. He remembered that he had been getting along with Gu Shiyuan and Chongguang these days. Yan Yan was like yesterday, but now he suddenly found that Gu Shiyuan, who had always been regarded as a good friend, was hiding his evil intentions. He was the real murderer and culprit behind the disaster of the empty island, and he sighed with emotion in his heart. Thinking of being taken away by the mysterious man and the heavy light of life and death, he couldn't help looking around, and his face was full of lingering deep sorrow.

At the end of the far west at this time, where the sun sets, the sunset glow reflects the sea red. The endless sea extends to the place where it connects with the sky. It is pink and blue. Only in the depths of the end of the sea and the sky, the sun shines like blood at night.