As if to confirm Xu Junming's conclusion, the atmosphere in the venue suddenly changed.
"etc!"
A loud shout instantly attracted everyone's attention.
"Ao Xiu, how are you doing?"
Ao Yu sounded angry.
Regardless of being a father or the king of the Xiajiang Shui Tribe, he would not allow his decisions to be questioned.
Especially when the other person is his own son.
"Father, as the eldest prince of the Xiajiang Shui Tribe, my cultivation level is higher than that of Ao Lin, so I am more qualified to inherit the throne than him." Ao Xiu said bluntly.
"No, I have passed on the title of Dragon King of Xia Jiang to Ao Lin. As the eldest brother, you have to...!"
Before he finished speaking, he heard a thunderclap in the air.
With enough power brewing, the eighth thunder tribulation, a lightning bolt of eighteen feet, was slashed down like a giant sword in the hand of a god.
Ao Yu's dragon bead only held on for a moment before it was cut in half.
The red blood of the dragon flew everywhere, and the small mountain-like head of the dragon was chopped off.
Seeing this scene, Ao Xiu burst out laughing.
The laughter stopped.
"Shua", he turned his head with a fierce gaze, like a jackal that chooses people to devour.
Ao Lin frowned.
"Brother, my father has passed on the throne of the Xiajiang Shui Tribe to me."
"You? What qualifications do you have to inherit the throne?"
After saying this coldly, Ao Lin suddenly said loudly.
"Listen, everyone of the Xiajiang Shui Tribe, Ao Lin colluded with the Xuanjing Division to confuse my father with the magic of seduction, seize the Dragon King's scepter, and cause my father to fail in overcoming the tribulation. His methods are despicable and outrageous to both humans and gods."
"...Now, as the eldest prince of the Xiajiang Shui Tribe and the legal heir to the Dragon King of Xiajiang, I order to kill Ao Lin and the Xuanjingsi party to avenge the old king."
The Xuanjing Division usually kills demons and protects the interests of the human race, but it often kills the Shui Tribe who do evil in Xiajiang River, so there is a deep grudge between the two sides.
In addition, the eldest prince Ao Xiu has a high level of cultivation and a hot temper. He always stands up for the Shui tribe. In terms of reputation, he is even more prestigious than the third prince Ao Lin who advocates appeasement and compromise.
As soon as he finished speaking, many Xiajiang Shui Tribe warriors who were on the periphery and did not know the inside story began to make moves.
Ao Lin's expression changed, and the Dragon King's scepter in his hand shone brightly.
"I have the Dragon King's scepter in my hand, and I am the master of the Xiajiang Water Tribe appointed by my father. Who dares to take action?!"
Ao Xiu smiled coldly, and a Fangtian painted halberd as thick as an arm appeared in his hand.
No nonsense either.
"Kill me!"
The golden elixir demon cultivators from the Xiajiang Shui Tribe surrounding him each wielded weapons to kill the former colleagues around Ao Lin.
They agreed with Ao Xiu's philosophy and wanted to retaliate against the Xuanjing Division in kind. They had long been dissatisfied with the appeasement faction around Ao Lin who advocated compromise and regarded them as traitors.
Usually there are many conflicts, so he will take action and be merciless.
In Ao Xiu's hand, Fang Tian drew his halberd horizontally, and a surging demonic aura rose into the sky.
"Third brother, today we will let you and I have a showdown to see who is the real king of the Xiajiang Water Tribe."
Prime Minister Turtle frowned and was about to stand up to stop Ao Xiu when a cold breath flew from the left.
Quickly retreating, a green light flashed past quickly.
"Why should the old prime minister get involved in these disputes?"
The man in black robe flew over and blocked its way.
"Who are you?"
"It doesn't matter who I am. The most important thing is that the eldest prince ascends the throne of Xiajiang Shui Tribe."
Prime Minister Turtle's face darkened.
Light flashed in his palm, and an alms bowl appeared.
"Get out of the way, or I'll kill you too!"
"Hehe, I'm just afraid that the old prime minister doesn't have such ability."
"Then give it a try."
As soon as the magic power was activated, the alms bowl in his hand shone brightly, and countless aqua-blue spears shot straight towards the man in black with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
The overwhelming momentum was frightening.
The man in black waved his hand and shot out a gloomy green light. The sinister wind blocked the spear and ran away quickly.
He just wanted to hold back this old turtle with a high level of cultivation, but he had no intention of fighting him to the death.
"When the time comes, I'll let you be arrogant for a while."
"clang…!"
Accompanied by the fierce clash of gold and iron, a bright silver spear blocked Ao Xiu's Fangtian Painted Halberd.
Ao Lin, who was a little behind in cultivation, was instantly sent flying.
Ao Xiu gained the upper hand and flew up.
"Third brother, your cultivation level is not my opponent, so let's just fight it off."
Ao Lin's expression was solemn, and he did not resist any longer. As he waved his hand, a blue bead, as fast as lightning, hit Ao Xiu.
Ao Xiu saw that it was not good, and Fang Tian drew his halberd horizontally in his hand.
There was a loud bang, and Ao Xiu felt his hands go numb, and he stepped back more than ten steps. Before he could stand firm, a stream of black light shot straight towards his heart.
It was too late to dodge, so I had to try my best to deflect the body and let Kaixin's mouth hurt.
Gold and iron clashed, sparks flew everywhere, and a bright black iron spike appeared in the eyes.
Ao Xiu swept Fang Tian's painted halberd in his palm and quickly knocked away the spikes.
Looking at Ye Wenxiao who was holding a spike in his left palm, his expression was ugly.
If he hadn't been so tyrannical with his treasure armor just now, he would have definitely been beaten to the core by the other party, and even if he didn't die, he would have been seriously injured.
"It is said that Xuanjing Secretary Ye Wenxiao acted openly and aboveboard. Now it seems that he is vicious and vicious, and he attacks in secret. How is he different from a demon?!"
Ye Wenxiao smiled lightly.
"You have killed countless people and cannibalized thousands of people. Now you have violated your father's orders and killed your brothers. What you did is more vicious than the devil. What other methods should I consider to kill you?!"
"Haha, that's good. As long as you can kill someone, it doesn't matter what you do."
He turned his eyes and looked at the blue orb floating above Ao Lin's head.
"Ao Lin, you've hidden it really well. A magic weapon with ten forbidden treasures. If I hadn't been strong enough, I would have been tricked by you just now."
"Brother, it's still too late to turn back now!" Ao Lin said in a deep voice.
"Hmph, unless you give me the throne of the Xiajiang Shui Tribe, we will have to fight to the death today."
"Aolin, stop talking nonsense, he won't give up."
Ye Wenxiao reminded.
Ao Lin nodded, stretched out his hand, and the orb above his head shone brightly, and a spiritual light shot straight towards Ao Xiu.
Ip Man Xiao put away the drill and took out a jade flute that was more than a foot long and had a provocative green color.
During the playing, the sound of killing suddenly started.
Ao Xiu had a flash of inspiration, and a golden helmet emerged from his head, with a transparent mask covering his face.
Xiao Yin blocked Ye Wenxiao.
"Since I know you are coming here, how could I not be prepared at all? Just suffer death!"
Fang Tian's painted halberd unfolded in his hand, and the flames surged. The scorching heat was like a volcano erupting, heading straight towards the two of them.
When the two sides started fighting, Laolong Bay instantly became a river of blood.
Hundreds of Xiajiang demon tribesmen fought together, and the river turned red.
The monks from various sects in the sky saw it.
"Master, what should we do?"
Qiu Longzi looked at the increasingly fierce fighting below, frowned slightly, and shook his head.
"We are not suitable to get involved in the internal disputes within the Xiajiang Monster Clan. Just watch."
The attitude of the other factions is similar to his. They are all monsters anyway, and the more people die, the better.
However, Ao Lin saw it in his eyes and felt anxious in his heart as he watched his men continue to fall.
"Brother Ye, has Xu Junming contacted you?"
Ye Wenxiao was stunned for a moment.
"Didn't he contact you?"
"Except for the first time, he has never contacted me again."
Ao Lin frowned, his brows filled with anger.
"Damn it, you actually broke your promise on something that was clearly promised!"
While he was cursing secretly in his mind, Xu Junming, who was sitting in a secret space in mid-air, was also observing the battle below.
Like everyone else, he hoped that as many monsters as possible in Xia Jiang would die, so he never took action.
"I only promised you to kill Ao Xiu, but I didn't say anything else."
"Huh?"
Slightly startled.
The body of Ao Yu, who had been lying dead in Laolong Bay, was actually gone.
This is something he likes.
The corpse of a demon beast with a twelfth level of Nascent Soul and having survived seven levels of heavenly tribulations is not only rich in blood but can also be used to refine magic weapons.
He activated the bronze mirror and soon discovered a huge bronze altar under Laolong Bay.
The corpses of the Xiajiang Shui Tribe who died in battle and the blood in the river were all swallowed up by it.
Ao Yu's corpse is no exception.
The three-hundred-foot-long dragon corpse slowly sank, falling straight towards the altar.
Although I don't know what this altar is, I can't let it take away what I like.
With a finger, Dihuang Mountain turned into a little yellow light and flew down the Xia River.
Then a nine-color ray of light flashed through, and Ao Yu's body was taken away instantly.
The monks from various sects who had been paying attention to the battle in the river, as well as the Nascent Soul monks with keen spiritual senses such as Ye Wenxiao, Ao Xiu, Ao Lin, and Prime Minister Gui, instantly noticed the abnormality.
The black-robed monks are no exception.
"We can't wait any longer, otherwise we will have long nights and many dreams."
There was a flash of light, and the figure disappeared instantly.
After a while, I arrived at the bottom of the river. Looking at the altar in the distance, I pinched my fingers with my right hand and a black formation flew to the center of the altar.
The fingers in the black-robed man's hands changed, and countless spiritual techniques flew into the formation.
"Netherworld Bone Formation, open!"
The formation instantly unfolded, swallowing up the flesh, blood and spiritual energy accumulated in the altar.
"Boom...!"
A dark black light pillar with a diameter of dozens of feet rose into the sky.
The mighty black Xuanming Qi broke through the river water and went straight up thousands of feet.
The shocking movement instantly attracted everyone's attention.
But this is not the end.
Around Laolong Bay, A, B, B, D, and the twelve heavenly stems, there is a black Xuanming Qi rushing up.
Twelve strands of Xuanming Qi converged in mid-air and turned into a giant bowl, covering Laolong Bay and the surrounding area of a hundred miles.
Feeling the power of the tyrannical formation, the man in black robe looked excited, and with a wave of his hand, a long black flag flew straight into the sky.
Arriving in the sky above Laolong Bay, the long black flag that had absorbed the power of the formation had become as huge as a hundred feet.
Automatically and without wind, twelve ferocious gods and demons appeared on the black canvas that was fluttering fiercely.
Under the urging of the men in black robes, twelve gods and demons with a height of a hundred feet, and their whole bodies made of white bones, either with two heads and four arms, or with four arms and four legs, or with leopard heads and tiger tails, or with wings on their backs, emerged from the black banner.
Jumped down.
With the blessing of the formation, the momentum of each god and demon is equivalent to the peak of Nascent Soul.
"The White Bone Flag of the Netherworld?! You are Situ, the 'White Bone Heavenly King' of the Black Heart Demon Sect."
Ye Wenxiao said with an ugly expression.
The man in black robe laughed.
"I didn't expect you, a junior, to know my name!"
"The previous Inspector Xia Jiang of the Xuanjing Division died in your hands. Of course Ye Wenxiao knew you very well."
"Are you talking about that guy Zhao Hongchen? Speaking of which, my 'Netherworld Bone Flag' can be as good as it is now, thanks to his contribution."
Ye Wenxiao's eyes became more and more murderous.
"Brother, you actually colluded with the Black Heart Demon Cult." Ao Lin suddenly said.
Now, Ao Xiu no longer hides his purpose.
"As long as we can win the throne, so what if we unite with the Black Heart Demon Cult? Don't you also want to get together with the Xuanjing Division?"
After saying that, he turned around.
"King Shang Tian, please take action to kill these rebellious officials and traitors."
Shang Situ laughed loudly.
"Don't worry, eldest prince, I will help you ascend to the throne."