Netherworld Immortal

The Great Emperor got his wish and saw a pair of royal horns that hadn't grown on his youngest son's head grew out under the infusion of the monster power of the Baqilin Jiao, he was ecstatic, and his old face was full of joy.

"My son, it's like this, it's like this." He couldn't help praising, and the golden cloak behind him seemed to be psychic, and it rolled up proudly, and the totem of the eight-scaled dragon on it was like a living thing. Writhing in the wind.

"Father."

"son."

The father and son looked at each other with only happiness in their eyes.

But at the next moment, the great emperor's joy seemed to be frozen suddenly, and his expression suddenly became numb.

Before the eyes of the Great Emperor.

The eighth prince, who just grew a pair of short horns, began to uncontrollably transform into a spirit beast, his body became stronger and stronger, his bulging muscles were like hills, and the pair of horns on his head became longer and longer, sharp as steel Fork, eyes red like a beast, like an angry stag.

"Ow!"

The eighth prince raised his head to the sky and let out an angry roar, his voice sounded like a beast but not a human being.

The transformation into a spirit beast was still going on, gray-black scales grew out of his exposed skin, and gray demon patterns flickered on each scale, which was terrifying.

Stab it!

The clothes on the back were torn apart, a scale-like dorsal fin grew out, and behind him was a scale-like tail.

The eighth prince shook his tail, which was about ten feet long behind him, and a large swath of gray-black evil spirit flew up. His eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at the great emperor in front of him.

"Who am I? Where am I? Who are you?"

"Son, I am your father. You are my only prince with two horns. You are the future of the East China Sea Grand Palace and the future ruler of the Linjiao Clan." The emperor explained gently and patiently, wanting to wake up the eight The original consciousness of the prince.

"You are lying, you are different from me, I have scales all over my body, but you don't. We are not the same kind, I will eat you." The eighth prince roared, completely unable to listen to the words of the great emperor, and also completely unable to recognize The person in front of him was his father.

When the great emperor heard this, tears rushed out of his eyes.

As the ruler of the Grand Palace of the East China Sea for hundreds of years, there have been ups and downs, and he has never seen any battles.

500 years ago, when the clone of the Baqilin Jiao was cut off, he didn't cry. 300 years ago, during the decisive battle with the Sharktooth tribe in its heyday, when three brothers died and two entire expedition fleets were lost, he did not cry.Just a few years ago, after he got a serious illness, his health went from bad to worse, and he still didn't cry when he knew that his lifespan was short.

Now, when his youngest son, who gave him all hope, had an accident when he accepted the fate of the Baqilin Jiao.He no longer has the calmness and nobleness that the great emperor should have.

He was a little panicked, at a loss, and tears washed his rough cheeks uncontrollably.

"Son, take a good look, I am your father." The Great Emperor said in an almost pleading tone.

At this moment, he is just an ordinary father, a father who pins all his hopes on his son.

The eighth prince who lost his mind could not listen to the great emperor's begging at all.At this moment, he is about ten feet tall and as strong as a beast.The originally tall emperor was as unbearable as a child in front of him.

Whoosh!

The eighth prince stepped forward with one step, his huge body was extremely flexible, and he came in front of the great emperor.

He quickly stretched out an arm covered with gray-black scales, the nails on his claws were as sharp as a fork, and he clasped the emperor's neck at once, and then lifted it upwards.The Great Emperor hung there like a chick caught by a flying eagle.

asphyxia!

The Great Emperor's face turned purple from suffocation, the scaled eighth prince's sharp nails pierced his neck, and blood flowed out, staining his golden python robe red.

pain!

The great emperor's heart was stabbed mercilessly.

The pain in the neck was nothing, what he cared about was his son.Although he is now at the end of his life, with his cultivation base of the second level of the Daoming Realm, he still has enough resistance ability to instantly severely injure or even kill the scaled Eighth Prince.

despair!

The youngest son, all his hope, now turned into a irrational beast, driving him to despair.He is desperate for his own fate, and for the fate of the Linjiao Clan.He would rather die in the hands of his most beloved son than to hurt or kill him with his own hands, nor to see the result of the final collapse of the Linjiao clan without successors.

He looked at his son with a pair of old eyes, tears blurred his vision, and he couldn't see the appearance of the person in front of him clearly.In a blur, he seemed to see that childish baby son who sucked his fingers when he ate sweets and acted like a baby to him a few years ago.

"Xiaobao, I am your father."

He called the Eighth Prince's nickname, but he could only think of it in his heart, his neck was pinched tightly by the Eighth Prince's sharp claws, and he couldn't make a sound.

The prolonged suffocation made the Great Emperor lose the ability to resist, his limbs were like dry willow branches, hanging down feebly.

"Dang!"

A small object slipped from his cuff and hit the crystal floor with a crisp sound.

It was a round white jade pendant, without any carvings on the surface, smooth as a mirror, moist as water.It is tied with a red knot, the knot is in the shape of a cross, the style is very ordinary, it does not have the nobleness that royal treasures should have, but it looks like something from ordinary people's homes, ordinary but warm.

It just so happened that the round jade pendant rolled onto the eighth prince's toes. At this time, the eighth prince's feet had turned into spirit beasts like eagle claws.

The eighth prince, who had turned into a spirit beast, was attracted by this slight movement, and he looked down.

The warm white of the jade pendant and the ordinary red of the knot came into his eyes.

In his eyes that were originally full of blood, as if he had been put into an antidote, most of the scarlet color faded instantly.

He murmured: "Jade pendant, Xiaobao, father, gift."

……

It was the knot taught by the mother to weave when the eighth prince was only five years old, and tied to a white jade pendant as a gift for the great emperor's birthday.

"Mother, will father like this gift that Xiaobao gave him?" The little boy held the jade pendant he had strung together in both hands, blinked his big innocent eyes, and asked expectantly.

"Of course, your father loves Xiaobao the most. I believe that in the near future, your father will take you back to the Grand Palace." The mother and concubine in fine clothes said kindly.

"Then please ask the concubine to give this gift to the father, and wish the father will live forever and be good to Xiaobao forever." The little boy said happily.

The next day, the gift was delivered to the Great Emperor.

"This is the best birthday gift I've ever received. Tell Xiaobao that as a father, I will treat him well until I die." The Great Emperor said casually with a happy face.

"It's a festive day for a big birthday, let's see your nonsense." The imperial concubine said embarrassingly.

"Hahaha."

The Great Emperor disapproved and laughed heartily.After examining it carefully, he put the jade pendant close to his body and put it away.He murmured in his heart: "Xiaobao, my son, as long as you are well and successfully inherit the throne of the Grand Palace of the East China Sea, the father will feel at ease even if he dies."

……

Just when the Eighth Prince's mind regained a little bit of clarity, he slightly loosened his grip on the Great Emperor's neck.

He gasped for breath.

The great emperor seemed to have just had a nightmare, a nightmare of falling into an endless abyss.

"What are you doing? You are still the emperor of the Grand Palace, the patriarch of the Linjiao tribe, and Xiaobao's father. How can you give up so easily? The powerful emperor kept asking himself in his heart.

"It's fate, Lord Yachi said when he left. You need enough fate to withstand the luck that Lord Yachi has dropped." He whispered.

Immediately, he raised his hands to cover the sharp claws that were still gripping his neck, and with both hands exerted force, he said, "Xiaobao, Father, I'm sorry."

A powerful power of true essence converged on both hands, which was a powerful power only possessed by the Daoming Realm, and it was enough to open mountains.

"Crack."

Transformed into a spirit beast, the Eighth Prince's fingers were broken off.

The great emperor broke free from the eighth prince's confinement in an instant.

The Eighth Prince was irritated by the sharp pain from his fingers.His eyes, which had been clear just now, suddenly turned blood red again.

"Ow!"

The ferocious beast roared in vengeance, waving a pair of sharp claws, and grabbed the Great Emperor fiercely.

Chi Chi Chi.

The sharp claws rub against the air, leaving a trail of claw marks.

The great emperor quickly retreated.

Flying upside down, while pinching the wheel-like formula with both hands.

Above the fingertips, there are blood lines flying, which are the power of his blood essence, which is blessed with Mingyuan's blood essence power.

"Is fate not enough? I will give you mine." The Great Emperor said loudly, there was only courage in his eyes, without the slightest hesitation.

I saw that the blood line above his hands unexpectedly appeared a blood scale dragon about the size of a foot. The blood scale dragon has eight heads, which is lifelike.

"change!"

The great emperor gave a clear cry, and performed the blood-soul-changing technique.

The eight-headed blood scale dragon about the size of a foot turned into countless blood lines in an instant and threw itself on the body of the eighth prince who rushed over.

The distance was too close, and the eighth prince, who had turned into a spirit beast, stretched out his arms subconsciously to protect his face.

Those bloodlines landed on his body, chi chi chi, steaming hot, and then directly submerged under the eighth prince's skin.

A wave of warmth penetrated into the Eighth Prince's body, like spring breeze, like nectar.

After a while, the eighth prince's spirit beast body began to shrink, gradually returning to the appearance of a boy.

At this time, the Eighth Prince's aura was stronger than before, and his strength increased greatly.

"Father! What is this?" The eighth prince questioned when he saw the exhausted emperor standing on the ground with one hand on the opposite side, and hurriedly stepped forward to help him.

"Nothing? Xiaobao, only you are good, Daddy and I can do anything."

The great emperor at this moment is just a father.

"Father."

"son."

Father and son hug.

……

At the entrance of Feng Mingyuan.

A golden figure flickered, and the golden robed prince ran out first.

Afterwards, the second prince in red robe, the third prince in purple robe, and the fifth prince in green robe and the sixth prince in blue robe also ran out of Feng Mingyuan's cave one after another.

At this time, the five of them had recovered a lot from the previous state of extreme exhaustion.

"Brother, look on the opposite side, there is Boluo's expedition fleet, and Boluo is on board. Why didn't he follow the plan agreed with us before and attack from behind?" The third prince in purple robe pointed at the ship on the sea. General Boro said.

The eldest prince in golden robe raised his eyes to look carefully, and couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat instantly.

"This? This?" The golden robed prince who usually speaks eloquently was dumbfounded.

His terrified eyes saw it.

The muzzles of the expedition fleet on the opposite side were facing here, and Bo Luo, the leader, was making a gesture of preparing to fire.

The other princes also instantly realized the danger of the situation.

"His grandma, is this old man Boluo going to rebel?" the red robed second prince said angrily.The red evil spirit rolled all over his body, glaring angrily.

"What's going on here?" The Fifth Prince and the Sixth Prince said in unison, and the two got closer by coincidence.

"Could it be that Bo Luo is going to deal with us?" The third prince in Zipao said with a serious expression.

:,,gegegengxin!!