Self-cultivation of Dragon Palace disciples

"This Bailong, what are you doing in the West Sea?"

As soon as Feng Ning left, the old Dragon King received a message from his subordinates.

Some confused old dragon kings called Prime Minister Turtle, "Prime Minister Turtle!"

"The old turtle is here~" Prime Minister Turtle slowly appeared with the tortoise shell on his back.

The old Dragon King was very aware of Prime Minister Turtle's elusive ability, so he was not surprised. He asked, "Do you know what Feng Ning did when he went to the West Sea?"

Prime Minister Turtle blinked in confusion, and after about half a quarter of an hour's delay, he slowly said, "I don't know, Old Turtle~"

Fortunately, the old dragon king knew the slowness of Prime Minister Turtle, so he didn't show any impatience after waiting for half a quarter of an hour.

"If the Dragon King wants to know what Feng Ning did in the West Sea, he can ask Little White Dragon, or ask the Dragon King of the West Sea."

Prime Minister Turtle said slowly.

"Too."

The old dragon king came to the cave where Ao Lie practiced.

"Uncle, why are you here?" Ao Lie was a little surprised, Feng Ning had just left, so why did his uncle come over right after him?

"Is it to ask about Feng Ning?"

The old Dragon King nodded and said: "That's right, Feng Ning ran to the West Sea with the dragon escape formation, I wonder if you understand?"

Ao Lie was startled, he knew this!

So he quickly replied: "He said he was going to practice in the Sea Eye Secret Realm in the West Sea."

"Sea Eye Secret Realm!" The old Dragon King's expression froze, and the corner of his mouth twitched. Now he understood what Feng Ning was going to do.

It seems that the secret realm of the West Sea is not peaceful~

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On the other side, after Feng Ning rushed to the West Sea, relying on his identity as a real dragon, he still easily met Ao Run, the Dragon King of the West Sea.

But the moment he saw Ao Run, Feng Ning thought he had found the wrong person!

He rubbed his eyelids, opened his eyes wide and looked at the fat ball in front of him.No, it should be the Dragon King of the West Sea who has grown into a ball.

If it wasn't for the round faucet head, Feng Ning almost thought that the one standing in front of him was a pig demon!

"Why, do you think my figure is plump?" The Dragon King of the West Sea raised his chin slightly, and looked around Feng Ning with a smile.

"Cough! Cough!"

Feng Ning coughed in embarrassment, hiding the salute in his eyes.

"Yes, it is quite plump."

Ao Run took a step forward, but his chubby body gave Feng Ning a strong sense of oppression.

Feng Ning's heart trembled suddenly, he was indeed worthy of being one of the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas, and his strength was not inferior to the Dragon King of the East Sea at all!

It was really hard for him to imagine, with the strength of the Dragon King of the Four Seas, how could the third prince of the East China Sea not be aware of it when Nezha picked him up and had cramps?

"You are fine, why don't you practice well in the East China Sea, what are you doing in my remote West Sea?" Ao Run's body trembled slightly when he spoke.

It's really hard for Feng Ning to imagine, what kind of demeanor would the Dragon King of the West Sea look like if he turned into a dragon body?

A fat dragon?

"I want to go to the secret realm of Haiyan to practice for a period of time. I have just completed the Houtian Wuqi recently, so I want to try my current strength."

Feng Ning answered very obediently, the Dragon King of the West Sea looked chubby, and he seemed to be panting even when he spoke.

But Feng Ning did not dare to underestimate the power hidden in the opponent's body.

Seeing Feng Ning so well-behaved, Ao Run raised the corners of his lips, "So I want to practice in Haiyan, it's easy, I'll give you a letter, you go directly to Prince Moang, he has been in charge of guarding my Xihai Haiyan task."

Feng Ning blankly took a handwritten letter from Ao Run, which was written with an unknown material of yellow cloth.

"You go, I will let the clam spirit take you to find Mo Ang."

Feng Ning carefully put away the manuscript, and then bid farewell to the Dragon King of the West Sea.

As soon as Feng Ning came out of the hall, a clam spirit with a slender figure and simple and sparse clothes stepped forward, bowed gracefully, and asked, "But His Royal Highness the Dragon Crown Prince?"

"It's me!" Feng Ning couldn't help but cast a glance at the clam spirit when she bent over, and then quickly withdrew his eyes without looking sideways.

"His Royal Highness Prince Long, please follow me." Mussel Jing didn't notice the behavior of the white dragon in front of her, she smiled sweetly at Feng Ning, and then led the way.

Clam Jing didn't talk to Feng Ning along the way, and the two soon came to the sea eye of the West Sea one after the other.

As soon as he got close to here, Feng Ning could clearly feel the rapid acceleration of the surrounding water flow, and the surrounding coral seaweed swayed with the water flow.

The sea water was rushing in one direction, as if there was a vortex there, constantly pulling and attracting the surrounding sea water.

Arriving here, the clam essence stopped.

She pointed in the direction ahead and said, "His Royal Highness, the Sea Eye is about ten miles ahead. If you walk forward and bypass a sea mountain, you will see the Sea Clan soldiers stationed there."

Seeing this, Feng Ning nodded slightly.

He bowed his hands to the clam essence to show his thanks.

The clam spirit smiled slightly, then turned around and gradually walked away.

After the clam spirit left, Feng Ning walked in along the rushing sea water.

The closer he got to the inside, Feng Ning felt the stronger the pulling force around him. He felt that if he didn't use his strength to resist, he might be directly sucked by this huge pulling force together with the surrounding sea water!

I don't know if it's because of the difference in this world, or because of the ability of his own dragon clan. Although he is on the bottom of the sea, in Feng Ning's eyes, the surrounding scenery is as bright as day.

After bypassing a seamount about [-] meters away, Feng Ning saw an extremely large camp.

It cannot be said to be a camp, but a military fortress!

The pitch-black city wall is like a gigantic beast dormant on the bottom of the sea, and above the city wall stands the elite of the sea clan, step by step, each with a determined look.

What shocked Feng Ning the most was that outside the fortress he saw fully enclosed warships made of refined iron!

Roughly counting, there are hundreds of them, two of which are particularly huge, and the rest of the warships are basically arranged around these two warships.

Silver runes shone on the surface of the warship, and bursts of tyrannical mana fluctuations disturbed the surrounding ocean currents.

Feng Ning looked dumbfounded, is this the world of cultivating immortals?

Maybe it's not Starfleet?

And what Feng Ning saw was only one side of the fortress, I'm afraid there will be more warships and sea clan elites near the other walls!

Feng Ning was surprised, but felt quite normal.

Although he is a cultivator, it does not mean that the cultivator is a fool and cannot make transportation tools such as warships.

Especially the big forces, they have a large number of soldiers, and every time there is a war, the elite of the sea clan can't fly over by themselves. The huge warships and transport vehicles can transport the elite of the sea clan to the battlefield faster and more efficiently.

But why didn't the old Dragon King see a warship when he sent troops to attack Guigu?

Could it be that the old Dragon King felt that Guigu was not worthy of his seriousness at all?

Anyway, there are also golden immortals in Ghost Valley!

"Hey, who are you!?" Just as Feng Ning was staring at the huge fortress and densely packed warships in a daze, a cold voice suddenly shouted at him.