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There is complete silence in all directions, and the lake water is wrinkled by the breeze, making a little trickling sound.

The dragon's claws froze in mid-air, and the dragon couldn't believe it for a moment. After a while, its huge and ferocious head slowly approached Duan Huichuan's head, as if recognizing his breath. His dark golden pupils clearly reflected his aggrieved appearance.

"Huichuan," came a deep sigh from the top of his head, half crying and half laughing: "My child..."

This call seemed to travel through infinite time and space, through infinite years, and became stronger with time, the whole lake trembled, and the sky was full of stars.

"Father!" Duan Huichuan threw himself on its long jaws, its cheeks brushed against the cold scales, its nose was sore, and it was hard not to shed tears. It just closed its eyes tightly, and the red eyes showed fine lines of excitement.

The Dragon Emperor shook his head lightly, folded his four toes, and held him in the palm of his hand, as if he wanted to touch the top of his head.

"It's the father's fault. He failed to protect you and let you live outside at such a young age. Fortunately, you are still alive and returned to the father's side..."

The Dragon Emperor's voice was deep and hoarse, hitting Duan Huichuan's heart one after another. He leaned on the giant dragon, as if he was resting on a lofty, steep and peaceful mountain.

Duan Huichuan shook his head silently, thinking of the majestic and kind Dragon Emperor when he was a dragon, and thinking of the lonely and depressing childhood when he was a human, he had mixed feelings for a moment, he was full of words and wanted to confide, but his mouth was only choked up when the words reached his mouth.

But the Dragon Emperor sighed softly, and continued: "I didn't expect you to fall into the body of a daughter after falling into the altar of reincarnation..."

"..." Duan Huichuan's expression of emotion suddenly cracked.

Yan Yijun stood quietly by the side, watching the moving scene of the reunion of father and son in relief, and for no reason thought of the vicious and vicious high priest far away in the old capital of the witch clan, his heart was astringent, and he couldn't help laughing when he heard this sentence suddenly With this interruption, even the gloom in his eyes faded away.

Duan Huichuan stared back at him in dissatisfaction, and briefly explained: "Hange surrounded the imperial city like an iron barrel, and I deliberately pretended to be someone else to sneak in."

He took off the wet women's clothes in twos and threes, and shook the bird specially to show his masculine qualities, before he changed into a set of customary black clothes and put them on.

After a long silence, the Dragon Emperor skipped over the oolong. When he was facing the lost and recovered young son just now, the moving and kind appearance seemed to be fleeting. When his sharp eyes refocused on Yan Yijun, his voice was majestic and deep:

"Who is this Wu tribe? Why did you bring him here?"

Duan Huichuan and Yan Yijun looked at each other, held his hand, protected him behind his back, and introduced solemnly: "Father, this is my senior brother. We grew up together when we were cultivating in the pagoda. He... ...is someone I love."

The oppressive silent mountain fell down like a mountain, heavily suppressing the two of them.

No one spoke, and the time seemed to suddenly become extremely long.

The Dragon Emperor's sudden heavy breath and dark eyes seemed to freeze the entire lake in an instant, and the icy wind and frost whizzed past, cutting their cheeks.

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Dragon Emperor's voice didn't sound very sullen, but the domineering aura was condescending, forcing Duan Huichuan's forehead to almost ooze cold sweat.

However, he still held Yan Yijun's hand tightly, raised his head to meet the enigmatic eyes of the Dragon Emperor, and never took a step back.

"I know." His voice echoed in the emptiness and depression, resonantly.

Feeling the solid warmth coming from the palms of his hands, Yan Yijun looked down at their hands that were intertwined with each other, heaved a long sigh of relief, and when he raised his head, he was already in the most stern and solemn posture, his tall and straight spine was like an unsheathed With a sharp sword, it seems that no difficulties and obstacles in the world can overwhelm him.

"Your Majesty the Dragon Emperor." Yan Yijun spoke slowly in a calm tone, "As you can see, I am a member of the Wu tribe, but I love Huichuan more than anyone else in this world, even more than you."

"Arrogance." The Dragon Emperor stared at him coldly, and sarcastically cast his judgment, "You have the aura of eloquence, what is your relationship with the high priest of the sacrificial tower?"

Duan Huichuan looked at him nervously, and Yan Yijun gave him a comforting look.

In the past, he had secretly imagined that if he was questioned by the Dragon Emperor, he might be speechless or lose his composure in despair, but now, he only felt an unprecedented peace and tranquility. Yan Yijun even smiled and spoke frankly. : "He is my biological father."

The Dragon Emperor's dark golden pupils shrank into a line, and his cold eyes were pressed down: "Do you know how the injury on my body came from?"

The faces of the two suddenly changed, and Duan Huichuan's fingers holding him suddenly tightened, and the fingertips were almost white.

The huge dragon's body broke through the water, and the splashed water was like a torrential rain, dripping and splashing everywhere.

The heavy chains and the giant ice spear that pierced the dragon appeared in the eyes of the two of them. The dragon-binding rope showed its brilliance, and countless runes lit up one after another.

The Dragon Emperor was forced to pull back into the water, and the dragon's breath blew away the drifting water droplets. This simple movement seemed to have exhausted his strength. He leaned weakly against the lake, blood overflowing from the cracked wound, gradually turning red the lake.

The icy lake water splashed onto Duan Huichuan's gloomy cheeks, and he wiped it away casually. He stepped forward and gently stroked the undulating dragon scales of the Dragon Emperor. His voice was hoarse, and he bit out word by word from the gap between his teeth:

"Royal father, your injury...was done by the high priest? How could he hurt you? And lock you here?"

"With him alone, it is impossible to practice for another 1000 years." Dragon Emperor mocked and sneered, "Of course it is thanks to my other good son!"

"Han Ge?!" Duan Huichuan raised his head suddenly, his eyes widened, "Could it be that your claws are also..."

"That's right." Dragon Emperor closed his eyes wearily, the lake water was still turbulent, it was the anger he couldn't calm down.

"He has always been respectful to me on the surface. I have always felt that although Han Ge is a bit more scheming, he is hardworking, studious, modest and modest. He is a dignified and decent prince. I never thought that he would lie to me for the sake of the throne. Saying that you are already dead, after I realized that something was wrong with you at the sacrificial ceremony in the past, I actually hooked up with the high priest Yan Zhe, and took advantage of my retreat to perform meritorious deeds to sneak attack on me!"

"What!" Duan Huichuan's gloomy eyes seemed to be shattered by lightning and thunder, and the majestic spiritual power in his body was surging, and there was a weak explosion along with the clenched fists of both hands.

"Yan Zhe has worked hard for many years, and he has indeed inherited some of the abilities of the previous witch king. Unfortunately, his strength has been greatly reduced due to the blood witch curse in his body. As for Han Ge, that evil son, after all, he is still too weak!" Dragon Emperor raised his head proudly. , Said lightly: "Although I was successfully attacked by the two of them, but they worked hard together, but they just detained me here and couldn't leave. It's just a daydream to want to kill the deity!"

Yan Yijun didn't say a word, he pursed his lips tightly, and looked at Duan Huichuan's back worriedly.

The raging tyranny subsided in just a moment. Duan Huichuan took a deep breath, restraining his untimely emotions. Now that his father was seriously injured and imprisoned, no matter how angry he was, it would be useless. The most urgent thing is to heal his injuries quickly.

"Father, I will pull out that thing for you!"

The Dragon Emperor looked down at him, nodded and said: "This giant frost spear is a spiritual weapon connected to Han Ge's mind. Once he pulls it out, he will know everything here. The dragon-binding rope on my body has not been completely broken, so I can't help you." You are too much."

"I understand! If he dares to come, I will blow his dog's head off!" Duan Huichuan sneered, stopped talking nonsense, and plunged into the icy lake again.

The closer he got to the Frost Giant Spear, the colder the surrounding lake was. Duan Huichuan endured the sharp drop in temperature, and stretched out his arms to clamp the spear tightly.

The giant spear is too thick to be hugged by one person, as soon as it touches it, it seems to fall into a world of ice and snow.

The cold and majestic spiritual power spread upwards along his arms, and in just a moment, a thick layer of solid ice formed on his hands, reaching the chill in his heart, as if freezing his soul into ice!

It's hard to imagine how the royal father has suffered for decades under such a vicious knife.

If I don't come again, even if my father has a deep cultivation base, he will waste his foundation in the long and unhealed serious injury.

Duan Huichuan forced himself to suppress the annoyance in his heart, his arms vibrated slightly, and spiritual power circulated around his body, constantly dispelling the pervasive cold air.

"Father, hold on!"

All the power gathered in his arms in an instant, the muscles of his whole body swelled, his cheeks were tense, the surging energy almost formed a small vortex, and the giant frost spear finally twitched slowly!

Accompanied by the cracked wound and the gushing dragon blood, the ice gangrene that had tortured the Dragon Emperor for decades was finally removed. The arrogant dragon's howl shook the sky, the violent lake set off huge waves that covered the sky, and the wind surged. Roaring back and forth, the galaxy almost turned upside down, and the lake flowed backwards.

Duan Huichuan rushed out of the water holding the giant frost spear and threw it in mid-air.

Thousands of bursting blue-purple thunderbolts were born out of thin air behind him, and the lightning and thunder crashed on the spear. Suddenly, the bright electric light lit up the night sky, almost turning day and night upside down!

The giant spear instantly disintegrated in the air, smashing into pieces, and countless ice-blue shards were scattered and splashed by the strong wind.

In another palace far away in the imperial city, Han Ge, who fell down and practiced on the ice lotus in the cold pool, opened his eyes suddenly, and vomited a mouthful of blood unexpectedly!

"Huichuan! It's so good to ask you to sneak in under my nose!" He narrowed his eyes into a gloomy slit, gritted his teeth and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and raised his voice to order, "Come on! Activate the big formation and block it!" In the imperial city, my father was assassinated by an assassin, so I sent the black dragon guards to surround the Nine Heavens Palace, go to the Elders’ Court, and inform the Second Elder and the Third Elder, the assassins in the Nine Heavens Palace are vicious and vicious.

The ordered Black Dragon Guards agreed one after another and left quickly.

Han Ge didn't know what the Dragon Emperor was doing now, but at that time he had joined forces with the High Priest and was severely injured. Even if his second brother had the holy ring in his hand, he couldn't recover immediately. As long as he reacted quickly and ruthlessly, there was still time for everything!

Han Ge stood up, his right fist clenched white, he said nothing, frost and snow fell in the hall at some point, and the white snow fell on the water and turned into ice blue ice, spreading wildly in all directions.

The snow fell on him like a thin layer of silver frost, and Han Ge remained motionless, like a statue carved out of ice.

... Is it really too late?

……

The responses of the Black Dragon Guard and the Elder's House were extremely quick.

Duan Huichuan shattered the giant spear, summoned the holy ring, and tried to open the dragon-binding ropes tightly bound on the Dragon Emperor's body. Yan Yijun was not idle, even though the Dragon Emperor was heavily guarded against him, he still used his witch power Heal the opponent's wounds severely wounded by giant spears and witches.

The more strength the Dragon Emperor recovers, the less pressure Duan Huichuan will bear.

In a short while, the outside of the Nine Heavens Palace was surrounded by the Black Dragon Guards and elders who arrived in time. Han Ge held the secret key to ban the Nine Heavens Palace. Fortified exposure in full view.

Everyone and the huge stone gate were silent, and the atmosphere was extremely dignified.

A gray-bearded Dragon King Elder hesitated and said: "Your Highness, Your Majesty is still retreating in the hall. If we rush in like this, if Your Majesty is bumped by us at a critical moment and blamed, how can we afford it?"

"Oh, Seventh Elder, when did you become so timid? You know, the assassin who dared to break in was also thinking so, so he was so unscrupulous!" Han Ge laughed mockingly, and the latter could only close his eyes. mouth.

Han Ge looked back at the several elders who came to the elders' house. They were all loyal to him for many years, especially the second and third elders, who were the most powerful dragon kings in the elders' house. They knew more or less about their own plans.

Duan Huichuan must be killed here immediately before the Dragon Emperor regains his strength and before the elder Jinlong who has always opposed him comes to ask for an inquiry!

The last time my own shadow went to the present world alone and was suppressed by Yan Yijun, now my real body and several elders with deep cultivation are present, and the Black Dragon Guards surround this place tightly, so what if Duan Huichuan is a five-clawed golden dragon?But it's just an adult brat!

After careful calculation, Han Ge felt that he had a chance to win, and was about to lead several elders into the main hall——

The closed giant door was suddenly opened from the inside, and a short-haired man in black slowly walked out of the hall. Countless hostile and murderous eyes shot at him like a rain of arrows!

Han Ge's pupils constricted suddenly: "Everyone, be careful of this person! He has stolen the dragon ring of the father, he can transform into the shape of a dragon, and compare it to the breath of a dragon, you must not be deceived by him! Second elder, third elder, let's work together, hurry Kill this person!"

The densely packed black dragon guards looked alert, gathered into waves and waves, approaching him like a black tide, several elders directly transformed into real bodies, and the majestic dragon hovered in the sky and roared wantonly, blocking all the way back from his castration .

The originally bright sky suddenly faded at this moment, and the billowing cloud of lead, wrapped in thunder and lightning, fell heavily like covering the sky and covering the sun, and a bloody storm was ready to go.

The man stood under the heavy siege of the crowd, facing the attacks from all directions, he was happy and unafraid, and his expression did not change.

Short black hair curled wantonly in the strong wind, and the tall and straight figure was like a blue frost sword, sharp and unstoppable!

A huge and magnificent blue-purple lotus flower slowly bloomed under his feet. Duan Huichuan stepped on the thunder lotus and plunged into the air. When he grasped it with both hands, thousands of purple lightning swords emerged from behind him.

The terrifying coercion is rising steadily, and the lightning and thunder are densely intertwined into a network, with the tendency of the sky collapsing and the earth sinking, almost crushing this world!

Accompanied by a high-pitched dragon chant piercing the sky, infinite thunder crashed down from the Nine Heavens!

The torrential rain and strong wind that had accumulated for a long time then collapsed like a waterfall, and in just a moment, thousands of miles of clouds were forced to retreat!

The violent Lie Que thunderbolts seemed to be endless, spreading wantonly in the sky and on the ground. The thunder and rain were deafening, flooding the entire imperial city, and flooding the sky-shattering fight in front of the hall.

The man standing in mid-air was in the very center of the storm, and he would not move even if he cut his body a thousand times, just like the thunderbolts surrounding him, he was arrogant and rampant.

The lawless wind and frost chilled his brows and eyes, and the purple electric blue frost was trampled under his feet.

The man stood proudly among the thunderclouds, staring at all directions.