Li Xiang did not get up, but sat in the chariot, supporting the side of his face with his hands, looking lazily at the old dragon below.
He used the God of War Order to spread the news and held the God Conferring Conference with great fanfare, setting up a trap to attract as many demon kings as possible.
Once the canonization of the gods is successful, the combat power of Kyushu will increase several times, and by then, the Demon Alliance will no longer have any chance of winning.
Even if the demon kings knew that this was a trap, they still had to come over.
Moreover, those big demons hiding deep in the demon realm will also take action.
This is an upright conspiracy, and it is also a decisive battle that accomplishes everything in one battle.
But he never thought that there was no movement from the Demon Alliance, but instead, this old dragon hiding in the East China Sea showed up.
Li Xiang asked calmly: "Are you here to seek revenge?"
Previously in the East China Sea, he had killed a demon king, who was the sixth son of this old dragon.
At that time, Lao Long wanted to take revenge, but was intimidated by the God of War Zhu Yan and did not even dare to show his face.
The old Dragon King felt sad when he thought of his exterminated heirs, but this emotion only lasted for a moment.
Dragons have long lifespans and can give birth to many offspring.
However, because his bloodline was not pure, or for other reasons, he and the white dragon gave birth to ten children, none of whom looked like dragons.
Moreover, those 10 heirs were barely promoted to the level of Demon King by devouring massive amounts of demon cores and demon pills.
Such heirs are of little use to the continuation of the dragon clan.
"A mere revenge for murdering a son."
The old Dragon King was very free and easy, and said with cupped hands: "The traitor is stupid and colludes with evil demons from outside the territory to harm Jiuzhou. Fortunately, Emperor Yin takes action and kills him, which prevents him from causing a huge disaster."
Li Xiang didn't answer, but just watched Lao Long's performance with a smile.
The old Dragon King was not sure what Li Xiang was thinking, so he could only bite the bullet and continue, "In ancient times, my ancestors were entrusted by heaven to lead the dragon clan and rule the East China Sea."
"now……"
He raised his eyes and looked at Li Xiang. He felt that it would be inappropriate to call him "Yin Tianzi" again, so he thought about it and continued, "Now, Mr. Li has returned to his ancestor Taigong, which is the orthodoxy of heaven."
"Mr. Li wants to open a conference to confer gods and confer immortal officials on many gods, rebuild the heaven, and restore the way of heaven."
"We, the Dragon Clan, have been a part of the Heavenly Family since ancient times. We should serve Mr. Li both emotionally and rationally."
Li Xiang was a little surprised.
Unexpectedly, this old dragon could be so eloquent, and his words were so well-founded that it was difficult for him to refute.
Li Xiang shook his head, "No need to say these high-sounding words, you are so eager to submit, what do you want?"
The old Dragon King's face trembled, and he could not help but curse in his heart. Although it was an exchange of interests, did it have to be so harsh?
But complaints are complaints, and if you need to say something, you still have to say it.
He cupped his hands and said, "Since Mr. Li has mentioned this, Lao Long won't hide it."
He pondered for a moment, "Old Long only has two small requests, one: the godhead and the throne; the other: the East China Sea."
After saying that, he raised his eyelids and looked at Li Xiang nervously.
With the divine status, he can create the body of a true dragon.
With Donghai, his bloodline can continue.
Li Xiang shook his head.
The magic whip flew out without any warning and bound the old dragon instantly.
Lao Long subconsciously activated his demon power, but was shocked to find that he could not break free at all. He asked in panic: "Mr. Li, what does this mean?!"
Li Qing stood up and ordered to the demon, "Kill him."
The demon was startled and didn't understand why Li Xiang suddenly killed him, but he still carried the Yin Tianzi sword and walked down the steps step by step.
Lao Long was tied to the ground, struggling hard, "Mr. Li, why, why do you want to kill me?!"
Li Xiang stood on the high platform, looking at the map of Nine Provinces on the wall, without looking back, "I have the final say whether to be a god or not, and who to be a god. It's not anyone's turn to make demands."
He looked at the vast sea area on the map.
"As for the East China Sea, it has been a natural barrier to eastern Kyushu since ancient times."
"Now, Japan's Gao Tianyuan is watching with eager eyes."
"On the other side of the ocean, there are more dangerous extraterritorial evil gods and monsters."
"Do you think I will hand over this barrier of the East China Sea to you?"
Li Xiang turned around, looked down at the strong old dragon who was bound by the whip, shook his head and said: "Even if I really give it to you, you can't hold it with your little strength."
A flash of horror flashed in Lao Long's eyes.
Gao Tianyuan knew it.
But on the other side of the ocean, what are the more dangerous evil gods and monsters? Why have I never heard of them?
The demon came to Old Long, raised the Emperor's Sword high, and said half regretfully and half excitedly: "Old Long, it's time to hit the road."
The sword edge fell.
The old dragon suddenly shouted: "I am willing to surrender! I am willing to take the dragon clan with me..."
The sword light flashed.
A dragon head fell to the ground, and Gululu rolled down the steps.
A wisp of dragon soul flew out from the dragon's head and flew madly towards the outside of the hall.
But the next moment, two huge ghost generals walked in at the entrance of the main hall, grabbed the dragon soul and pinned it to the ground.
Li Xiang walked down the steps and came to the dragon soul step by step, "Go back and tell the two dragons in Nanhai and Beihai that if you don't want to die, come to Shanhaiguan immediately."
The two ghost generals let go, the old dragon's soul trembled, and he lay prone on the ground, "Old dragon... honor your orders."
Li Xiang walked out of the hall, waved his hand, and a spatial corridor appeared in front of him.
…
The former Shanhaiguan has disappeared.
The ruins that were once overgrown with grass have turned into a huge construction site.
Dozens of engineering corps were transferred back from the front line and gathered here for construction.
Coupled with the assistance of many returning ancestors, the Conferred God Platform is being built at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Emperor Shitian looked at the mountain and river plate with several cracks in front of him, wondering what he was thinking.
A sword light fell in the courtyard.
Wei Mingguang picked up the wine glass on the stone table and took a sip.
Emperor Shitian looked away from the mountain and river plate, looked at him, and asked: "How many demon kings have come?"
Wei Mingguang looked at Shanhe Pan and said, "Is it broken?"
Emperor Shitian hummed, "I don't know if it can be repaired."
"Three fifth-level players are fighting inside. Not to mention immortal weapons, even if they are divine weapons, I'm afraid they won't be able to survive the torment."
Wei Mingguang changed the topic: "Mrs. White Bones, Yellow Wind Monster, Lao Qingniu and other great lords have not left."
"In addition, there are five more demon king auras."
"Of course, there must be something hidden."
Emperor Shitian frowned slightly, looking at the broken mountain and river plate with a solemn expression, "I'm afraid there are more hidden."
The courtyard door was pushed open.
Cang Linyuan, the war god of the third kingdom, walked in and said:
"Binzhou Mansion Lord Lou Shanfeng's body was eaten and his soul was shattered."
"The master of Yunhai Mansion, Pu Guanghe, was killed in battle and his soul could not be found."
"Cui Chengwang, the master of Qinghe Mansion, died in battle. Only a trace of his soul is left in the jade pendant. I have brought it back."
"In addition, six palace masters were seriously injured, and almost all the other palace masters were injured."
"As for the thirty-six immortals..."
The names of the fourth-level immortals were spoken from the mouth of the God of War.
Emperor Shitian exhaled a breath of turbid air, "I didn't expect that in just a few days of conquest, twenty-six fourth-level immortals fell in my nine provinces."
