Chapter 73: Restoring the Glory of the Dragon Race, It is Our Duty

"Zi La~"

Electric light gathered from the two horns on the little green dragon's head, and his target was the black unicorn hovering in the sky.

Suddenly, a whistling sound was heard.

Huge rocks fell towards Qinglong.

He was suddenly struck hard, and the thunder he had gathered was instantly dispersed.

The huge rock contained tremendous power, the scales of the Azure Dragon were shattered, and blood oozed out.

Yang Jian walked out from the rocks under the cliff.

The armor on his body was torn and the edges were red, and strands of red metal liquid were dripping onto the ground.

Yang Jian's entire body was also red, with streaks of green smoke coming out of his body. The lightning that had just hit his armor had melted part of it.

If it weren't for the supernatural power [Immaculate Golden Body] brought by Yang Jian's Eight-Nine Mysterious Art that made his physique extremely strong, he would have definitely been killed by now.

"You have some skills, who are you?"

Xiao Qinglong's eyes became serious, and he asked, his voice sounding quite young and childish.

Anyone who could withstand a blast of lightning from his full force was already qualified to have his name known.

What's more, in his perception, Yang Jian's cultivation level was only at the level of Qi Refining and Spirit Transformation, which was one level lower than him.

"Your grandfather Yang Jian!"

As Yang Jian spoke, he exerted force on his feet and shot out: "Die for Grandpa!"

He crashed straight into the body of the Azure Dragon in mid-air, and stabbed out with the long spear in his hand with a force of ten thousand pounds.

Suddenly, dragon blood gushed out.

The Qinglong's eyes were filled with fear and it let out bursts of roars. It kept shaking its body and struggling in the air.

There was thunder wrapped around his body, trying to electrocute Yang Jian.

Yang Jian endured the electric shock and stinging pain. Even though his body was turned red and numb, his arm still firmly grasped the bronze halberd that pierced Qinglong's body. As Qinglong continued to struggle, the wound gradually expanded, and blood spurted out as if it was free.

After a moment, Qinglong lost too much blood and his magic power was no longer enough to keep him flying in the air. He fell to the ground, dying.

"Why don't you run away?"

Yang Jian pointed the bronze halberd in his hand at Qinglong's emerald green eyes and threatened.

Qinglong's behavior was extremely unusual. He robbed the person but refused to leave. He continued to fight with Deng Jiugong.

It was as if they were holding Emperor Yi's two princes just to wait for him to come.

Qinglong sneered, and with all his strength, he said, "I, Ao Bing, do things for no reason. It's just a matter of death. To restore the glory of the dragon clan, it is my duty. I am Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon King of the East China Sea. Do you dare to kill me?"

Ao Bing?

A hint of surprise flashed in Yang Jian's eyes. Is this the unlucky guy who will be skinned and have his tendons pulled out by Nezha in the future?

He was so weak that he couldn't even beat him. No wonder he would be bullied by a newborn baby in the future.

Behind him, the black unicorn slowly landed on the ground.

Deng Chanyu rushed to visit her seriously injured father.

Mo Qilin walked over and sent a message to Yang Jian, "Master Wen had expected this long ago. Their move was to divert attention. They wanted to attract Master Wen to take action. By then, Chaoge would be empty, which would be convenient for them to act. And they also have another purpose, which is to buy time for Yuan Futong."

Yuan Futong!
Yang Jian immediately understood.

Even though Yuan Futong had some skills, all his magic powers were disabled in prison, so how could he escape from prison?

Someone must have rescued him.

Chaoge is short of manpower, and as long as Wen Zhong goes out of the city to rescue people, they can take advantage of the opportunity and sneak in.

And Deng Chanyu's request for help would inevitably attract Wen Zhong to go here first.

It can also delay time for Yuan Futong to escape.

This is killing two birds with one stone.

But they also couldn't imagine that Wen Zhong would send Yang Jian out.

According to their information, Yang Jian's current strength is not up to par and is useless in their opinion.

Yang Jian asked: "Who is behind them?"

"Who else but Heaven can command the East Sea Dragon Clan to shake the earth? If we let Yuan Futong go, as long as Yuan Futong returns to the northern border, he will definitely raise an army to rebel, causing chaos in the Shang Dynasty, and Heaven will have an opportunity to take advantage of it."

"Heaven again?"

Yang Jian felt extremely confused. Previously, Taibai Xingjun intervened in the succession of the throne, and now the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea also intervened to stir up disputes.

When Emperor Yi entrusted his son to the care of Zishou, there was a force behind him that tried to stop Bigan from coming.

The dragon that attacked was killed by Wen Zhong, so it must be related to the dragon clan.

At this moment, Chaoge seemed to be covered by a big net, and through any line, one could see the heaven at the end.

The Heavenly Palace was like an octopus, lying above the Shang Dynasty, with countless tentacles trying to penetrate into it.

Some tentacles have succeeded, and some have failed.

The Heavenly Court is obviously not a monolithic entity, otherwise it wouldn't come up with so many tricks.

So why do they act this way?
And there is Ao Bing in front of him. In the Conferred Gods story in his memory, Ao Bing should be skinned and his tendons pulled out by Nezha four years later. Considering Ao Bing's fearless attitude after being brainwashed, could it be another calculation, and the purpose is to put pressure on Chentang Pass?

Eventually, a tragedy occurred which led to Nezha's death.

All these things showed that Conferring Gods was not as simple as he had originally imagined. It was as if there was a huge net between heaven and earth, covering all living beings.

Those responsible for weaving these networks are none other than the people in power of various forces.

What do they want to do!
Yang Jian didn't understand, so he could only suppress his doubts and go back to ask Wen Zhong again.

He subconsciously felt that this was a very important piece of information, which was related to how he would survive in the future during the Conferred God Tribulation.

Yang Jian looked at Ao Bing on the ground. "What should we do with this dragon? Kill it?"

The devil eye between his eyebrows was ready to move, and he had not absorbed spirit essence for a long time.

The progress of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts has been slow recently.

Suddenly, murderous intent flashed from all three eyes.

Ao Bing on the ground sensed the murderous intent in Yang Jian, and he struggled and rolled over with strength, shouting, "Come and kill me, if you have the guts, then my father will surely extract your soul and refine your spirit, and you will never be reincarnated. I have sacrificed myself for the dragon clan, and my soul will surely return to the ancestor dragon. This is a great honor!"

"We can't kill it! This dragon must be a discarded child of the Heavenly Court. If we kill it, the Dragon King of the East Sea will have a reason to intervene in the conflict in Chaoge."

Mo Qilin hurriedly spoke out to stop him, worried that Yang Jian would act impulsively and ruin Wen Zhong's plan. Wen Zhong had just replied to his message and informed him of the next steps.

"Can't kill him? Then keep him?"

Mo Qilin: "You can't keep it either. If you keep it, the Dragon King of the East Sea will come looking for you."

"You can't kill him, and you can't let him live! What else can you do? Let him go?"

Yang Jian looked at Ao Bing, who was struggling on the ground like a loach, and felt a toothache.

Mo Qilin: "Yes, we can only release it, and we can't release it casually, we have to release it well and in a wonderful way!
The Heavenly Court wants to use Yuan Futong to disrupt the Shang Dynasty and wants to use this Azure Dragon to create a reason to intervene in Chaoge. So we will give this dragon to Yuan Futong and let him deal with it. Then the Dragon King of the East China Sea will suffer the consequences. "

Yang Jian looked at the black unicorn behind him in surprise, feeling that the other party was a little too smart.

Although both are animals, the black tiger and the green dragon are very stupid.

The black unicorn seemed to sense Yang Jian's thoughts, and forced a smile on his dark face: "My master and I have a spiritual connection, which is why my master asked me to come with you."

Yang Jian nodded and looked at the blue dragon on the ground. A new problem lay before him.

That is how to give this thing to Yuan Futong.

The Azure Dragon is huge and heavy.

He asked Mo Qilin how he took the dragon away, but Mo Qilin said he didn't know because his master had never told him about this situation.

Got it!
You have to figure it out yourself.

At this moment, the Demon Eye, who had been watching silently, said in Yang Jian's heart: "The Azure Dragon is unpredictable and can change size as desired. It must have the ability to change its shape."

Yang Jian's eyes lit up: "Ao Bing, I'll let you go, can you become smaller?"

Ao Bing was lying down waiting to die, but when he heard this, he opened his eyes and said, "No, I, Ao Bing, only want to die quickly. After I die, my soul will return to the Ancestral Dragon and be honored. My father will also be happy for me."

Yang Jian's face froze. It seemed as if Ao Bing had been brainwashed and was thinking about death.

He looked to the side and instantly had an idea.

All the men under Deng Jiugong who were still able to move were called over.

"Take off your pants, give the Third Prince of the Dragon King of the East China Sea a bath, give him a nice shower, and then send him to meet the Zulong."

It was obvious that Yang Jian wanted to use feces and urine to force Ao Bing to submit.

On the side, Deng Chanyu was originally interested in seeing how Yang Jian would deal with the dragon, but at this moment she spat secretly and turned away.

Ao Bing's eyes widened when he heard this. He had always been arrogant, and the thought of being covered in mortal shit and urine made him too ashamed to face Zulong after his death.

At this time, everyone took off their pants and were about to pee. Those who didn't have anything to pee raised their buttocks towards the dragon's body on the ground.

Ao Bing wanted to struggle, but was pinned on one side by Yang Jian's bronze halberd and held down on the other side by the black unicorn, so he could not struggle.

"I'll change! I'll listen to you!"

Just before he was covered in shit and piss, Ao Bing finally surrendered, and the only part of his body that could move, his tail, kept hitting the ground.

Yang Jian waved his hand casually, and everyone's guns went into their pants, and the black unicorn let go of its claws.

next moment.

The body of the green dragon on the ground slowly shrank until it was the size of a loach, and then Yang Jian called a stop.

He picked it up casually, and then took Wei Ziqi and Wei Zhongyan, who were being watched by everyone, and put them on the back of Mo Qilin.

These two people are the great gifts that Wen Zhong wants to give to Yuan Futong.

The black unicorn took off and flew south.

Originally, Yang Jian didn't know where Yuan Futong was going. If he was searching normally, he should go north, because Yuan Futong would definitely return to his own territory.

After the northern lords' army escorted 100,000 barbarian sacrifices.

The armies of the princes were stationed in the towns south of Chaoge.

After the chaos in Chaoge, the army that Yuan Futong brought to Chaoge did not see the main general, nor did they obey Wen Zhong's military orders. They took the rest of the northern princes' troops and stationed there, with the intention of attacking Chaoge unless the main general was handed over.

However, Wen Zhong was overwhelmed by the trivial matters in Chaoge and was unable to spare the time to deal with the coalition forces of the northern princes.

Yuan Futong had two choices: one was to go south to join the army, and the other was to go north back to the northern border.

After Yang Jian threatened Ao Bing with shit and urine, Ao Bing had no choice but to honestly say that Yuan Futong was heading south.

It was already past midnight, and six or seven hours had passed since Yuan Futong escaped from Chaoge.

If what Ao Bing said is true, Yuan Futong and his army will soon meet up.

A large army means a large amount of spirit.

Perhaps he had a premonition of the bloody massacre that was about to take place.

The devil eye between Yang Jian's eyebrows suddenly glowed red.

　I wish you all the best.

　　Just writing about the appearance of some forces and characters, and the advancement of the plot, felt a bit draggy to me.

　　It's because I update slowly. I really want to update 20,000 words a day so that I can express a lot of content to everyone at once.

　　Emotion Dictionary~Thank you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)