Yin Yang Taoist is preaching to the members of the Tiandao Alliance.
The creatures below listened with great interest.
Not long after, a bird landed on Yin Yang Taoist's shoulder, lowered its beak, and said something unknown.
Taoist Yin Yang's eyes immediately narrowed.
"You are saying that someone discovered that Taoist Qinglian was near the East China Sea and coming towards Yujing Mountain."
The bird nodded and said seriously: "Yes, our bird family has excellent eyesight. One of our brothers met Qinglian Taoist by chance. Not long ago, he was hunting for treasures at the beach and happened to see him."
"Interesting, is he coming in our direction?" Taoist Yin Yang asked.
"That's for sure," the bird replied.
"If we don't look for him, he will throw himself into a trap!" Taoist Yin Yang sneered and continued to ask: "By the way, have you noticed what kind of cultivation he has now?"
"The middle stage of Daluo Jinxian." Feiqiao said.
"The middle stage of Daluo Jinxian... I have some ability. Without the blessing of heaven and the rejection of heaven and earth, there is still a way to improve my cultivation." Taoist Yin Yang didn't care much.
The current Tiandao Alliance is no longer the Tiandao Alliance two hundred years ago.
At the beginning, the four of them indeed besieged Wang Shuo, but they were trapped in the formation. They even needed Heaven to forcibly improve their cultivation in order to deal with Wang Shuo.
But that's because there are not many magic weapons. Since seeing Wang Shuo's Four Immortal Swords and Hongjun Ancestor using the Jade Disk of Good Fortune, they have evolved into many innate treasure positions, and they have also obtained a lot of good things.
If we meet again, we may not be afraid of Wang Shuo.
What's more, they have now reached the late stage of Daluo Jinxian, and are only one step away from the peak. They are between the late stage and the peak, and are no longer comparable to the original.
Since this Wang Shuo is looking for death, let him be fulfilled. For two hundred years, Heaven has deduced countless times but could not find Wang Shuo.
Now is the time to resolve this grudge. Then the gifts from heaven will definitely be abundant, and the chances of becoming a saint will be greater and greater in the future.
"You go find some people, and I'll go with you. I want to see how Wang Shuo escapes this time." Taoist Yin Yang sneered.
The bird nodded and rushed out of the platform.
Yin Yang Taoist no longer wanted to preach, so he stood up and left.
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Beyond the East China Sea, there is a place where dragons flourish.
At this point where the coast meets, Wang Shuo stopped on the beach.
Before going to the Tiandao Alliance, he planned to see if he could try to stir up a relationship between the Dragon Clan and the Tiandao Alliance.
If Zu Long is stupid and starts a fight with the Tiandao Alliance, he can fish in troubled waters.
And there are many other ethnic groups around, which may ruin the reputation of the Tiandao Alliance.
What he wants is not the destruction of the Tiandao Alliance, but to be despised by everyone in the Tiandao Alliance.
Isn't he the face of Tiandao? If this face becomes evil, I wonder if Tiandao will go crazy?
Thinking of Tiandao being furious and helpless, Wang Shuo felt much better.
The Tiandao Alliance is nothing, what he wants to do is mainly to disgust Tiandao, and by the way, ask the Tiandao Alliance for some interest.
Deep in the East China Sea, in the Dragon Palace.
Zulong is eating, drinking and enjoying himself. In recent years, the Dragon Clan has become more and more prosperous, gaining the fortune of heaven and earth. Zulong's cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, and he entered the late stage of Daluo Jinxian half a month ago.
Kenbi, the four great ancestors of the Tiandao Alliance, has a faint tendency to become the largest clan in the prehistoric times.
Many masters of the dragon clan, under the fate of heaven, gave birth to several strong men in the middle stage of Daluo Jinxian, and there were even a few in the early stage.
If a fight breaks out, Zulong can say without hesitation that he can defeat the two races of Phoenix and Qilin with one race.
What three clans are doing their best, the three great creatures of the prehistoric times...
In his opinion, only the Dragon Clan is the only most powerful race. The Dragon Clan is the first race in the world and should not stand side by side with the other two races.
This is an insult to the noble blood of their dragon clan!
Zulong was very proud and proud. He was sitting on the throne and almost laughed out loud when he thought of the future scene in which the dragon clan would dominate the ancient world.
What kind of Tiandao Alliance, what kind of ancestor Hongjun, what kind of Qinglian Taoist, my ancestor dragon crushed them with one punch!
As he thought about it, he couldn't help but laugh.
Outside, a fish demon happened to come in. After seeing Zu Long, he shouted: "Ancestral Emperor... there is a Taoist outside who wants to see you."
"Taoist? What kind of Taoist? See you or not, what is my identity as Zulong? How noble is I? Who can see me if I want?" Zulong snorted arrogantly.
The fish demon hesitated for a moment, but didn't say anything. Just as he was about to leave, he heard Zu Long continue to ask: "Did the Taoist say what his identity is?"
"He said his name is Taoist Qinglian," the fish demon said.
"What? Taoist Qinglian?" Sitting on the throne, Zulong, who was so high-spirited one second, almost fell to the ground the next second.
But in order to maintain his dignity, he coughed dryly, sat firmly on the throne, and said in a trembling voice: "Let... let this Taoist... oh no, Taoist Friend Qinglian come in."
Fish Demon: “??”
Didn't we disappear a second ago? Why do we want to see you again?
"Emperor Ancestor, your forehead is sweating." The fish demon reminded.
"Sweating? Oh... Oh, I've been exercising a lot recently, sweating, haha, sweating is normal." Then Zulong reacted and said angrily: "My sweating is none of your business, get out."
The fish demon shrank his head and quickly went to invite Wang Shuo.
Soon, Wang Shuo, led by the fish demon, walked into the Dragon Palace.
Zu Long did not dare to sit on the throne now, but walked down and stood side by side with Wang Shuo. Even though he was now a level higher than Wang Shuo in cultivation, he still felt an unspeakable sense of crisis when he saw Wang Shuo again.
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"Fellow Daoist Qinglian, long time no see, are you okay?" Zu Long had a friendly look on his face, and the pride he felt just now was gone.
Wang Shuo looked at Zulong deeply and said, "I'm not doing well, but you're living a good life."
"No, no, what happened." Zu Long did not dare to admit it. It would be bad if Wang Shuo thought that he was living a good life and was very rich, and robbed his treasure house again.
He didn't want to wipe out the little wealth he had just accumulated over the years.
Whenever he thought of the empty treasure house back then, he burst into tears. For countless days and nights, he couldn't even cry even if he wanted to.
"Haha, you have become very humble. By the way, fellow Taoist Zulong, I wonder if you like fighting?" Wang Shuo smiled, his smile was gentle and friendly.
But it was this smile that reminded Zulong of the time when Wang Shuo tricked him, and he seemed to have this same smile.
Bah! If you ask me if I like fighting, there must be a conspiracy.
Zu Long had no intention of accepting this, he just laughed and said, "Fellow Taoist, you are tired from the journey, why don't I arrange a place for you to rest?"
"There's no need to rest. I heard that fellow Taoist Zulong recently got a good magic weapon that can disguise his own aura." Wang Shuo asked with a smile.
He also learned about this from a monster when he was on the road by chance, so he rushed over immediately.
"No, no, my Dragon Palace is very, very poor..." As soon as he mentioned poverty, Zulong covered his face and burst into tears.
Isn’t it just poverty? All good things are in Wang Shuo’s hands.