Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-Evoking Soul Banner
The old Dragon King of the West Sea was about to die. Fortunately, Feng Hao appeared in time and the old dragon did not return to the west.
Even so, the old Dragon King of the West Sea who had his dragon tendons removed was no different from a disabled person, lying on the bed in the palace, like a dying person.
Kneeling next to them were a group of great demons from the West Sea, each of them crying like crazy, wailing long live the Dragon King.
"I...this king...is not dead yet!"
The old dragon of the West Sea* is like a gossamer, and a mouthful of old blood from his throat cannot spurt out. These big monsters are simply too infuriating.
It's not dead now, it's just missing a dragon tendon. Does it look like it's crying to heaven and earth?
When the big monsters from outside the territory invaded before, they all ran faster than dogs, but now they were crying hypocritically. He wanted to stand up and scold these big monsters.
"Dragon King, please stop talking. If there is another conflict, what will Xihai do?"
The big demon with a hunched back and a shape like a turtle was kneeling on the dragon couch of the Dragon King of the West Sea. He seemed to have thought of something sad and his eyes were filled with tears.
"Prime Minister Turtle, the Dragon King is the true Dragon Emperor, and nothing will happen to him. If he really dies, won't there still be the Dragon Prince? In the future, the Dragon Prince will break the seal and have the ability to inherit the unification of the West Sea. We will welcome the Dragon Prince back later.
good."
"This is so true!"
In the palace, the big demon had already begun to discuss when to invite the Dragon Prince back. The body of the old Dragon King of the West Sea on the dragon couch began to tremble violently.
puff!
A mouthful of old blood spurted out from the old Dragon King's mouth. His eyes widened and he looked at these big monsters angrily, wishing he could slap them all to death.
"Dragon King!"
The big monsters trembled and stopped discussing inviting the Dragon Prince back. They all shut up and knelt on the ground, shouting words such as "Ten Thousand Deaths".
"This king is not dead yet!" the Dragon King of the West Sea said word by word.
"The Dragon King is prosperous and blessed in the sky. If the gods and immortals come to rescue us, we will all be in peace." Prime Minister Gui kowtowed.
The Old Dragon King of the West Sea looked at the pearl agate inlaid on the ceiling of the palace and said: "Do you think the Immortal God can kill those big monsters? What is the situation in the East China Sea and the North Sea now? Are there any ministers going to investigate?"
"..."
All the big demons shut up. Investigating this kind of thing... was too dangerous. They didn't dare to go. The little demons they sent rushed to the East China Sea and the North Sea based on their cultivation. The day lilies were probably cold.
"What do I need from you, this king?"
The Old Dragon King of the West Sea was trembling with anger. He weakly picked up the jade pillow from the dragon bed and threw it at the group of big demons who were kneeling on the ground like little boys watching the night.
Ouch!
A big demon cried out in pain, his forehead was bleeding from being hit by a jade pillow, and his body was trembling, thinking that the Dragon King was going to hold him accountable.
The other big monsters are also too arrogant. The Dragon King has ruled the West Sea for generations, and these big monsters have no intention of resisting at all.
The Dragon King is the true Dragon Emperor and is their master from birth.
"Report!"
At this moment, the urgent call of soldiers and crab generals came from outside the palace. This sudden sound startled many of the great demon officials and the Dragon King of the West Sea in the palace.
Nowadays, the world is in turmoil, and this sound comes so suddenly and so suddenly that it can scare people into having a heart attack.
"Come in and report!"
The two beards on Prime Minister Turtle's lips trembled angrily, and then the shrimp soldiers and crab generals outside the door rolled in and crawled in.
It knelt down on the ground and cried with joy: "The four seas have been leveled, and all the monsters outside the territory have been wiped out!"
"What?"
"But is it true? Are all the monsters from outside the territory really wiped out?"
The kneeling demons were so excited that they stood up one after another, hugging each other and crying.
The Dragon King of the West Sea's face flushed with excitement, and he wanted to get up from the dragon bed immediately. Unfortunately, without his dragon tendons, he could only express his excitement with constant twitching of his limbs.
"The Immortal God is outside the Dragon Palace, holding the Seal of the West Sea King..."
Buzz!
The Old Dragon King of the West Sea heard that the King's Seal of the West Sea was outside the Dragon Palace, and his body trembled even more violently.
"Seal of the West Sea King?"
"Back!"
All the great demons danced excitedly and couldn't help expressing their feelings by saying "Ah" and "Ah".
Feng Hao entered the palace of the Dragon King of the West Sea with the King's Seal of the West Sea, and was stunned by the smoky scene in front of him.
There were actually flags in the palace to summon souls, and there was also a big demon in Taoist costumes, dancing around with a peach wood sword and chanting words.
"Lord Immortal God!"
The Dragon King of the West Sea coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood and was unable to stand up and salute. He could only express his mood at the moment by twitching his body.
Feng Hao saw the body of the Dragon King of the West Sea shaking wildly, as if humans on land were suffering from epilepsy. He went up to investigate and couldn't help but look at the Dragon King of the West Sea strangely and said, "Are you suffering from epilepsy?"
"What kind of dragon madness?" The Dragon King of the West Sea was stunned for a moment.
Feng Hao smiled bitterly and shook his head, handed the West Sea King's Seal to the West Sea Dragon King, and said: "Now that the four seas are at peace, the great monsters outside the territory are dead and useless. There is no longer any threat to the four seas. Just rest in peace and recover.
Xihai still has to rely on you, the Dragon King, to support it."
The Dragon King of the West Sea was so moved that he cried. Hearing the touching scene, he wanted to fight for Lin Yu.
He took the King's Seal of the West Sea with trembling hands, and then, under the gaze of the monsters, it transformed into a golden dragon tendon and sank directly into his cervical vertebrae.
A layer of milky white light enveloped the Dragon King of the West Sea, and after a while, powerful vitality burst out.
Just a few minutes later, the milky white mask disappeared, and the Dragon King of the West Sea, who was originally dying, actually sat up from the dragon couch.
He knelt down directly towards Feng Hao and said: "Old Long thanks the Immortal God for his kindness in reincarnation. From now on, you will be Old Long's reborn parents..."
Feng Hao's mouth twitched and said: "Forget about having parents again..."
The old Dragon King also smiled awkwardly. After all, he was too old. Feng Hao probably didn't even have the mantissa of his Dragon Prince's age.
"Huh? What is this?"
The Dragon King of the West Sea then saw the scene in the palace, and his brows suddenly frowned slightly. He was lying on the bed before and could not see the whole view of the palace, so... he did not know that there was a big demon performing rituals in his palace.
The three ancient characters of "Calling Soul Banner" are shocking.
"Who did it? You old bastard, was it you?"
The Dragon King of the West Sea was extremely angry. Before he died, a big demon took it upon himself to do something for him.
With one kick, Prime Minister Gui, who was supporting him, flew away, and his eyes were about to spit out fire.
The big demon in Taoist uniform turned pale with fright. He quickly threw away his mahogany sword and knelt down in front of him, his body trembling.
Prime Minister Turtle wiped the sweat from his forehead and said: "I was worried about the body of the Dragon King. I saw that people on land were doing this, so... I sent the big demon to give it a try..."
"It's really unlucky, you old guy, why don't you take the things out for me and burn them right away?"
After all, the Dragon King of the West Sea did not go on a killing spree.
Turning around, bending slightly, he raised his head and looked at Feng Hao and said: "Master Immortal God has given me the kindness of rebuilding Xihai. Old Long has nothing to repay. Whenever you need Old Long, just ask..."