v3 Chapter 180： Ecstasy

The old dragon king of the West Sea was a mortal body. Fortunately, Feng Hao appeared in time. This old dragon did not return to the west.

Even so, the old King of the West Sea who had been drawn away from the dragon's tendons was no different from the disabled, lying on the bed of the palace, like a dying man during the dying.

A group of Xihai demon kneeling beside him, each crying to death, mourned the Dragon King, Long Live Long Live.

"Ben ... Ben Wang ... Still, not dead!"

If the Xihai Laolong * travels the silk road, a mouthful of old blood can't be sprayed out all the time, these big monsters are just so outrageous.

It's not dead yet, but it's just missing the dragon's ribs. As for crying and shouting?

Before the big demon came to commit crimes, each of them ran faster than the dog, but now he was crying falsely. He couldn't wait to stand up and rebuked the big demon.

"The Dragon King didn't speak, if there was another three long and two short, what would the West Sea do?"

The big demon with a humpback shaped like a tortoise kneeled on the dragon couch of the Dragon King of the West Sea, and seemed to think of something sad, and his eyes burst into tears.

"Portrait of the turtle, the Dragon King is the true dragon emperor, and nothing will happen. If the true fairy dies, will there still be Prince Long? In the future, Prince Long will break the seal and have the ability to inherit the unification of the West Sea. it is good."

"This is so!"

In the palace, the demon has begun to discuss when to return to Prince Long, and the Xiong Laolong king on the dragon couch shivered violently.

puff!

A bite of old blood spurted from the mouth of the Old Dragon King, his eyes were round, and he looked at the big demon in anger, anxiously slaping all in death.

"Dragon King!"

The demon trembled, and no longer consulted to return to Prince Long. They all closed their eyes and fell to their knees, shouting ‘mighty death’ and the like.

"My King, I'm not dead yet!" Said Xihai Dragon King word by word.

"The Dragon King Hongfu is full of heaven, and there will be peace if there is an immortal Lord to rescue him," said Xiang Guixiang.

The King of the West Sea looked at the pearl agate inlaid on the ceiling of the palace, and said, "Can you say that the Lord Fairy can slay those big demon? What is the situation in the East China Sea and the North Sea now? Is there any minister to investigate?"

"..."

All the big monsters shut up and investigated this kind of thing ... It was too dangerous. They didn't dare to go. The little monsters they sent arrived at the North Sea and the East China Sea based on their repairs, and it was estimated that daylily was cold.

"My king, what use do you want?"

Xihai Laolong's body shivered, and he took the jade pillow from the dragon couch weakly and smashed into a group of big demon kneeling on the ground like a vigil.

Ouch!

A big demon exclaimed, bleeding from the jade pillow on his forehead, his body shivering, thinking that the Dragon King was going to blame it.

The other big monsters are also afraid to come out. The Dragon King has ruled the West Sea for generations. The bones of these big monsters do not have any resistance at all.

The King of Dragons is the true emperor of the dragon, born to be their master.

"Report!"

At this moment, the urgent sound of shrimp soldiers and crab generals came from outside the palace. This sudden sound shocked many of the great monster officials in the palace and the Dragon King of the West Sea.

Now the world is turbulent, this sound comes too suddenly, and it is enough to make people scare a heart attack.

"Come in and report!"

The two beards on the turtle's lips shivered, and the shrimp soldiers and crabs outside the back door crawled in.

He fell to his knees and wept with joy: "The whole sea has been leveled, and the big demon outside the country is wiped out!"

"what?"

"But is it true? The extraterrestrial monsters are all wiped out?"

Excited with emotion, these big demon kneeling stood up and cried together.

The Xihai Dragon King was flushed with excitement, anxious to get up from the dragon couch immediately. Unfortunately, without the muscles of the dragon, he could only express his excitement with the convulsions of his limbs.

"Master Xian Shen is outside the Dragon Palace, holding the seal of the West Sea King ..."

Hum!

The old Dragon King of the West Sea heard that the Seal of the West Sea was outside the Dragon Palace, and his body was shaking more and more.

"West Sea Seal?"

"Returned!"

A lot of big monsters danced with excitement, couldn't help expressing their emotions.

Feng Hao took the Xihai King Seal into the Xihai Dragon King's palace, and was taken aback by the dark and smoky scene in front of him.

In the dormitory, there was also a spiritual enchantment, and a big demon wearing a Taoist costume, dancing and dancing there with a peach sword.

"Master Fairy!"

The West Sea Dragon King coughed a few mouthfuls of blood, and could not stand up and salute him, but could only express his mood at the moment by the amplitude of his body twitching.

Feng Hao saw the Xihai Dragon King's body trembling, just like the human on the land got sheep epilepsy. He went up to investigate and couldn't help but glanced at the Xihai Dragon King and said, "Are you a dragon epilepsy?"

"What dragon is crazy?" Xihai Dragon King froze.

Feng Hao shook his head with a bitter smile and gave the West Sea Seal to the West Sea Dragon King, saying: "Now the four seas have been leveled, the big demon outside the country is dead, and the waste is abolished, there is no threat to the four seas, just rest assured. Xihai still has to be supported by your dragon king. "

The King of the West Sea cried and moved to tears. Hearing the emotions, he could not wait for Lin Yu to get the knife and the pan.

He took the West Sea Seal with trembling hands, and then, under the gaze of the demon, directly changed into a golden dragon-shaped tendon, which directly entered into his cervical spine.

A layer of milky light shrouded the West Sea Dragon King. After half a ring, powerful vitality erupted.

Just a few minutes later, the milky white mask disappeared, and the dying West Dragon King actually sat up on the dragon couch.

He knelt down directly towards Feng Hao and said, "Lao Long thanked the Lord God for his re-creation. From now on, he will be Lao Long's reborn parents ..."

Feng Hao drew his mouth and said, "Just regenerate your parents ..."

The Old Dragon King also smiled awkwardly. After all, he was too old. Feng Hao estimated that he did not even have the last number of his age.

"Huh? What is this?"

The Xihai Dragon King then saw a scene in the palace, and his brows frowned slightly. Before he was lying on the bed, he couldn't see the whole picture of the palace, so ... I didn't know that there was actually a demon who opened the altar in his palace.

That strokes the soul in three ancient words, shocking.

"Who did it? You Pharaoh Ba, aren't you?"

The Xihai Dragon King was so angry that he hadn't died yet, and there was actually a big demon who advocated for him to open an altar.

He kicked the tortoise-bearer who was holding him next to him, and flew out of his eyes.

The big demon wearing a Taoist suit was so pale that he quickly lost the peach sword, and bowed with five bodies, his body shaking.

The tortoise wiped the sweat on his forehead and said, "The old minister was worried about the Dragon King's body, and saw that all the people on the land did this, so ... he sent a demon to try it ..."

"It's so stupid, you old thing, don't hurry to take it out and burn it?"

After all, the Xihai Dragon King did not open a killing ring.

Turning around, bending slightly, looking up at Feng Hao said: "Master Xianshen has the grace to rebuild the West Sea. There is nothing for the old dragon to repay. Wherever the old man needs the old dragon, despite speaking ..."