True Immortal of the Netherworld

There is a huge crystal altar hidden on a tall mountain peak more than a hundred miles south of the East China Sea Grand Palace.

At this time, the Great Emperor of the East China Sea Palace, who was wearing a golden dragon robe and a dragon-shaped crown, and the Eighth Prince, who was wearing an ordinary green shirt, stood in front of the altar.

The great emperor knelt down in front of him and spoke softly and carefully to his most beloved son.

The Eighth Prince, who is only seven years old, has a small red bean-shaped dot on each side of his forehead, slightly raised on the surface of the skin. That was his natural pair of royal horns. For some unknown reason, these royal horns have never grown since he was born.

"My lord father, will the totem beast of our Baqi lineage you just mentioned really come?" The eyes of the eighth prince were full of hope.

"Of course it's true. If things go well, it won't take long to activate the ancient Eight-Different Scaled Dragon Formation here and reawaken the Eight-Different Scaled Dragon Ancestral Beast that has been sleeping for five hundred years. Of course it will come. It is not the true body of Lord Ancestral Beast, but a clone of Lord Ancestral Beast. At the same time, it brings the supreme luck belonging to the eight different lineages. This luck only belongs to you. When the time comes, the two horns on your head will not grow yet. You will grow up and become the sole heir to the throne of the East China Sea Grand Palace. At that time, you will have the ability to channel the ancestral beast of the Eight-Dimensional Scales. Even your seven brothers can only look up to you." The great emperor's eyes were shining with expectation, and he looked at the youngest son in front of him and said.

"Then I can return to live in the East China Sea Palace in the future?" the Eighth Prince asked eagerly.

"Of course, you will become the crown prince, the only crown prince of the East China Sea Grand Palace. In the future, the entire East China Sea Grand Palace will belong to you." The emperor said loudly while gently patting the eighth prince's shoulder with his hand.

"Great, I can see my mother at any time." The eighth prince's face turned red and he clapped his hands.

For a long time, there has been a secret passed down in the Baqi lineage. This secret can only be known by those who have a pair of royal horns on their heads. That is, once the royal disciples of the Baqi lineage lose the heir with double horns, it means that the luck of the Baqi lineage has been exhausted, and thus they will lose control of the East China Sea Grand Palace, and may even gradually decline.

Therefore, the great emperor always wanted a son with two horns. He had seven sons in a row, but all of them had one horn. The great emperor even believed that this was God's will and the fate of the Baqi lineage.

When the great emperor was five hundred and sixty years old, his eighth son was born, and he was the first prince with two horns.

This really made the emperor himself happy for a while, and he ordered the whole city to revel for a month and granted an amnesty to the whole world.

But when the eighth prince was three years old, the emperor discovered that the horns on his little son's head could not grow up for some unknown reason.

For this reason, the great emperor tried every means, and even sent people to Zhongyuan Continent to invite famous doctors, but he still could not find a cure. As he gets older, his body is not as good as before.

The eighth prince did not grow horns. Not only did he not have the ability to inherit the throne, he also had no ability to compete with his brothers. Therefore, the Great Emperor chose to send the Eighth Prince out of the Grand Palace and secretly place him in an ordinary family for foster care, away from the disputes among the crown princes in the Grand Palace.

Finally one day, the emperor accidentally found a solution. That is to summon the ancestral beast clone of the totem beast of the Baqi lineage to bring luck to his son.

However, the last time the ancestral beast clone was summoned was five hundred years ago. At that time, a disciple of the Heavenly Ghost Sect who called himself "Different Ghost Fire" came from Zhongyuan Continent and made a big fuss in the East China Sea Grand Palace. The Great Emperor was forced to summon a clone of the Eight-Dimensional Scaled Dragon Ancestral Beast to deal with it. Unexpectedly, even the ancestral beast clone was no match for the will-o'-the-wisp. The eight heads of the eight-differentiated dragon ancestral beast's clone were even chopped off by the will-o'-the-wisp and hung at the entrance of the Grand Palace for public display.

As for the Eight-Different Scaled Dragon Ancestral Beast far away in the evil spirit world, its clone was killed, and its body was injured accordingly. It fell into a long sleep and did not wake up for five hundred years.

This time, in order to find a way to awaken the original body of the Eight-Different Scaled Dragon Ancestral Beast and summon its clone to come again, the Great Emperor tried his best and has been waiting for an opportunity to come.

Just the other day. The Great Emperor received a report from the Seventh Prince, informing him that the saint of the Dolphin Clan appeared in Jiaolong Bay, and unexpectedly caused the egg of the scaled dragon beast to hatch at the altar of Jiaolong Bay. Then he broke the altar and injured the seventh prince's royal horn.

After the great emperor knew the news, he was extremely angry on the surface, and immediately ordered the expedition fleet General Boluo to go to Dolphin Island to kidnap the Dolphin Clan Saint Yun Qiao'er.

"The egg of the scale dragon at the altar is not an ordinary dragon egg. It is a bloodline egg used to communicate with the ancestral beast during sacrifices. Now, the bloodline egg has broken out of its shell. It shows that the evil is far away. The Eight-Dimensional Scaled Dragon Ancestral Beast in the spiritual world has the possibility of awakening. It is definitely an opportunity. "

After receiving the news, the great emperor walked alone in the treasure hall of the Grand Palace. Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing, and the laughter continued in the hall.

Then he devised a careful plan. And Yun Qiaoer is the most important part of this plan.

When Boluo successfully kidnapped Yun Qiaoer to Donghe City and reported it to the Great Emperor.

However, the emperor ordered Bo Luo to send Yun Qiaoer to Feng Mingyuan to help him complete a top-secret plan.

Even Bo Luo didn't know the fundamental purpose of this plan.

"If we want to eliminate Xu Yang, Liu Haiyu and others, there is no need to let a few princes take action. With the strength of those thieves, even if Feng Mingyuan can suppress the ghost Dao skills of Xu Yang and Gui Gu Changyang, It will pose a threat to the safety of the princes, especially since Liu Haiyu is not a ghost practitioner, and the Mingguang Crystal in Fengmingyuan has no inhibitory effect on Liu Haiyu's skills." The scheming golden-armored general Bo Luo was a little confused. No clue.

But as a minister of the great emperor, the golden-armored general Boluo could only obey his arrangements.

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At this moment, the entire crystal altar shook violently.

The countless crystal tiles on the ground changed from transparent to colorful.

The Eighth Prince stared at the crystal altar with his big eyes without blinking.

"Father, why is this?" The eighth prince, who was still just a child, was frightened by the shock in front of him and said with a pale face.

"You grew up in a commoner's home and have seen less of the world. This is just a sign that the formation is about to be launched. The opportunity we are waiting for is coming soon. Don't be afraid, my child." The emperor said kindly.

Above the altar, in the originally empty void, water patterns formed together, and an eight-sided prism with a size of about ten feet appeared.

The eight-sided prism hangs in the air and rotates slowly, like a magic weapon offering sacrifices to the heavens.

After a moment, a strange image was reflected in the eight-sided prism.

There is a huge black-scaled dragon sealed in a huge crystal. The black-scaled dragon is tightly bound by eight silver chains. It is motionless and seems to have fallen into a deep sleep.

Suddenly, a cluster of white spiritual light appeared in the screen, and a group of silver-white filaments emerged from the spiritual light, which pounced on the sleeping black-scaled dragon. After that, as soon as those white filaments touched the body of the black-scaled dragon, they covered it like white gauze, becoming more and more like a tide. In just one stick of incense, the hundred-foot-long body of the black-scaled dragon was completely covered with silvery-white thin lines, just like a heavy snowfall that turned the entire earth into white, with no trace of black in sight. It was mysterious and magical. But the huge body of the black-scaled dragon, which was a hundred feet long, was clearly shrinking rapidly. In the end, it shrank into a ball about the size of an inch, and the thin white lines on the outside of the ball seemed to have exhausted their energy, flickering in and out of sight and gradually disappearing.

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Immediately, the picture in the eight-sided prism changed, and the eyes were filled with endless sea water. Huge waves ten feet high were rolling everywhere, and the sea water covered the sky.

It is even more violent and vast than the East China Sea. It was a world of sea water, and it seemed that there was no room for other existences.

In the center of this seawater world, there is a huge crystal island. The island is covered with crystals of various colors, large and small. On a huge flat white crystal in the middle, there is a gray-black scaly dragon that is hundreds of feet tall but has eight heads of the same size. At this time, the eight-headed giant beast was sleeping, and a blood-red halo appeared around its neck, as if there was a huge wound that would not heal for a long time.

I saw that the huge white crystal under the eight-headed beast was gradually filled with blood-red. The blood red color became more and more intense, turning into a rolling wave of blood. And there seemed to be a sleeping black dragon beast moaning in the blood wave. When the blood filled the entire white giant crystal, a thread of blood flew out through the crystal and pounced on the wound on the eight-headed beast's neck.

The wounds of the giant beast healed quickly with the supply of these blood lines.

After a while, the wounds of the eight-headed beast recovered as before. It shook its eight heads, and an unparalleled demonic aura rose up around it, causing the entire Crystal Island to shake.

The next moment, the eight-headed giant beast soared into the air, its eight heads looking left and right, with high spirits. Suddenly, a monstrous gray-black demonic energy was set off, causing the sea surface hundreds of miles around and setting off hundreds of feet of waves.

"I, Baqi, finally woke up again. Jie Jie Jie!" the giant beast shouted, and then let out a strange laugh.

The strange laughter was entangled with the sound of the surrounding waves, and the whole world was filled with rage.

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On the altar.

The eighth prince saw the scene in the eight-sided prism without any fear.

"Father, that eight-headed giant beast is the totem of our royal family. I know it." The eighth prince pointed at the high corners with his little finger.

"That's right, my child. That is the Eight-Different Scaled Dragon Ancestral Beast, which is the source of our Eight-Different Scaled Dragon Ancestral Beast. Legend has it that a long time ago, our ancestors were infused with the power of the Eight-Different Scaled Dragon Ancestral Beast's bloodline. , we have strong power and can be passed down for thousands of years in the East China Sea. We have received the luck from the Eight-Different Scaled Dragon Ancestral Beast, and our worship and the power of faith have also allowed the Eight-Different Scaled Dragon Ancestral Beast to be more powerful. Powerful." The emperor explained patiently.

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Deep in Feng Ming Yuan.

Guigu Changyang immediately sensed the changes hundreds of miles away.

At this moment, the gray scale dragon who was resting in the demon sword at his waist suddenly spoke.

"Gui Gu boy, I feel that the situation has changed. These princes activated the Eight-Different Scale Jiao Formation and added the power of the mermaid, almost draining the blood soul power of the big black man, and drained these blood soul power. The force was sent back to the different space through the formation. Judging from the trace of spiritual energy fluctuations that returned, it should have come from my hometown of the evil spirit world, and you should have felt it a few hundred miles away. Appeared. These princes are not here to stop us, but should be specifically used to wake up the eight-headed monster."

"Yu Ye, you are right. I wonder if Liu Haiyu has found Yun Qiao'er? As you said, Yun Qiao'er's mermaid power has also been extracted, and the current situation should not be optimistic. Use your ability quickly to accurately locate Looking at the location of the black-scaled dragon, Yun Qiaoer should be not far from the black-scaled dragon." Guigu Changyang said.