The group of people from the Wu Tribe left the Golden Fish Island with their tails between their legs. Because of the Ninth Prince's interference, their beautiful dreams had all turned into bubbles. Everyone couldn't help but feel a little unlucky.
At this moment, one of the martial artists at the fifth level of the Heavenly River Tier asked Song Zhongzhen, slightly unwilling to give up. "Big Brother Zhongzhen, are we going to slip away just like that? So many beautiful women are going to slip away just like that. Moreover, the people of the Golden Fish Island once killed the people of my Yamato Clan."
"Baka, so what? Is His Highness the Ninth Prince someone we can offend? Don't mention this again. Otherwise, I'll definitely make you suffer."
"Yes, yes."
The person who spoke quickly shut his mouth. The indignation in his heart was his own business. Song Zhongzhen was right. The Yamato Clan couldn't afford to offend the Ninth Prince. None of the members of the imperial family could be offended.
Right at this moment, a wave of leaves swept across the area, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of Matsuyama Masaru. That huge aura caused everyone to take a few steps back, except for Matsuyama Masaru.
"Clan Leader."
After seeing the appearance of the newcomer, the people of the Yamato Clan hurriedly knelt. As Song Zhongzhen's younger brother, he naturally didn't kneel. However, he was a little timid in front of his big brother. He hurriedly asked, "Big Brother, what are you doing here? That's right, I listened to your orders and wanted to destroy the Golden Fish Island, but His Highness the Ninth Prince didn't allow it, so I was preparing to return … Big Brother, your expression …"
Song Zhongzhen was filled with reverence when he realized that Song Zhongzhen's expression had become extremely sinister. The hostility in his eyes was extremely terrifying …
"Big Brother, what happened?" Song Zhongzhen was a little uneasy, so he hurriedly asked.
"Yuefeng was killed in the Celestial Realm."
Song Zhongzhen spat out these words eerily, then passed them and rushed in the direction of the Golden Fish Island. Even after his figure completely disappeared, Song Zhongzhen was still in a daze.
"What? Yuefeng was killed?"
Song Zhongzhen was stunned. Yuefeng was his big brother Song Zhongzhen's most beloved son. He was also very good-looking and was a purebred Wu Tribe member, yet he was actually killed.
"Baka, who is the murderer?"
Matsunaka Masaru let out an angry roar and punched a nearby tree, shattering the trunk of a huge tree. Unexpectedly, the tree fell down with a loud bang, crushing the Wu tribesmen and causing them to be thrown off their feet.
Matsusaka Jin didn't care about this.
"Big Brother is heading in that direction. He must be chasing after the murderer. Everyone, follow me and take revenge for Yuefeng. How dare he kill the Young Master of the Wei Clan? I want to tear him into pieces and crush his bones."
The group of Wu tribesmen transformed into ferocious beasts and headed back the way they came.
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By the time Xiao Lang used the 125 Divine Flame Clones, the Ninth Prince had already stopped attacking. He was completely stunned. Each of the 125 wolf-shaped Divine Flame Clones wasn't much different from a real Sun Devouring Direwolf. A total of 125 Sun Devouring Direwolves spread out and covered most of the surrounding area.
"Be careful."
The Ninth Prince was still in shock. According to his understanding, the Divine Flame Clones should only be at the third level. Xiao Lang obviously used the fourth level. More importantly, how could a demonic beast learn a human's combat techniques and Mystical Abilities?
If someone else had told him this, the Ninth Prince would definitely have thought it was a fantasy story. However, he had seen it with his own eyes. No matter how hard it was for the Ninth Prince to believe, he had to believe it.
The 120 clones of the Divine Fire appeared so suddenly that even Elder Yan, who was suppressing the wolf cub, didn't have time to react at all.
The 125 Sun Devouring Direwolves let out deafening howls and pounced at Elder Yan without hesitation. Xiao Lang was a fourth-level Earth Tier Demonic Beast, which meant that each of these 125 Sun Devouring Direwolves had the battle prowess of a cultivator at the third level of the Heavenly River Tier.
Even a cultivator at the sixth level of the Heavenly River Tier would die if he was surrounded by 125 cultivators at the third level of the Heavenly River Tier in an instant. Thus, the Ninth Prince was already pale. He hurriedly went to help Elder Yan, but at this moment, Long Chen blocked his way.
"What's the rush? Your opponent is me. If Elder Yan dies, you will die too."
Long Chen's tone was cold. When Xiao Lang used the fourth level of the Divine Flame Clones, Long Chen was already preparing.
"Get lost."
The Ninth Prince couldn't care less about what Long Chen said. He slashed his sword at Long Chen, and suddenly, a long trail of fire shot straight at Long Chen.
This was definitely a mid-level Earth Tier battle technique. It wasn't any weaker than the Ten Thousand Miles Scarlet Ground that the Ninth Prince used.
"Nine Spin Fire Shield."
Both of Long Chen's hands stirred, True Qi surged out, and a rotating fire shield appeared in front of him, which immediately grinded the ninth prince's sword to pieces. His body once again blocked in front of the ninth prince, and the Azure Dragon Halberd in his hand burst out with a powerful impact, and the halberd stabbed towards the ninth prince's head.
If the Ninth Prince continued to rush forward, his head would definitely be smashed.
"Long Chen, go to hell."
Being blocked by Long Chen again, Elder Yan was already in danger. The Ninth Prince, who was originally at ease, was now really furious. Without saying anything, the flames on his body surged, and in an instant, a total of 25 flame avatars appeared around him. His Divine Flame Clones were exactly the same as Long Chen.
His purpose was very obvious. Since Long Chen was so difficult to deal with, he directly used the Divine Flame Clones to entangle him, or even kill Long Chen. Elder Yan was currently an important arm of his, and he couldn't let Elder Yan die in the hands of a small figure like Long Chen. If the news got back to the Imperial City, Lin Cangtian would die of laughter.
The Divine Flame Clones quickly rushed towards Long Chen, surrounding Long Chen.
At this critical moment, the Ninth Prince missed a point, and that was, how did Xiao Lang's 125 Divine Flame Clones come about? Could it be that Xiao Lang was a demonic beast of the Burning Sky Secret Realm, and he already knew how to do it?
The Ninth Prince could only explain it in this way.
"Do you really think that the Divine Flame Clones that I cultivated were really given by you?"
At this moment, Long Chen let out a burst of laughter. In his laughter, there was a loud bang, and raging flames burned on his body, suddenly exploding. Suddenly, True Fire Seeds burst out, and quickly formed a square formation around Long Chen.
The densely packed human-shaped Divine Flame Clones were almost the same as Xiao Lang's trees, which meant that Long Chen's attainments in the Divine Flame Clones were no worse than Xiao Lang's, and were even stronger than Xiao Lang's.
Long Chen had completely learned the fourth level of the Divine Flame Clones during the boring time when he was patrolling in the Ni Yang Fairyland. This was his trump card, and it was also the reason why he dared to go against the Ninth Prince today, even though there was a huge gap between them. When Xiao Lang had already displayed the Divine Flame Clones and was about to kill Elder Yan, Long Chen finally broke out his trump card.
"The real Divine Flame Clones have four levels, and the one who really got the inheritance of the Burning Sky Secret Realm is me. Your three-level Divine Flame Clone is just a defective product."
Long Chen sneered, and a total of 125 Divine Flame Clones, densely packed, followed Long Chen, and crazily rushed towards the Ninth Prince.
It was true that the Ninth Prince's Divine Flame Clones were much stronger than Long Chen's, but they were not as strong as Long Chen's.
Finally knowing the truth, the Ninth Prince knew that when he was in Yuan Ling City, he had been fooled by Long Chen. At this time, Elder Yan was in danger, and his anger grew crazily. He thought that he had defeated Long Chen, so he talked a lot of big words in front of Lingxi. At this time, he was forced to such a point by Long Chen, and the Ninth Prince only felt that he had lost all his face.
"Since I was a child, no one has ever dared to provoke me like this. Long Chen, even if you are smashed to pieces by me, it will not dispel the hatred in my heart."
Seeing that the 125 Divine Flame Clones had already surrounded him, the Ninth Prince did not care about Elder Yan anymore. Long Chen had Divine Flame Clones, and so did he. Therefore, he manipulated all the Divine Flame Clones and fought with Long Chen's Divine Flame Clones.
For a moment, flames were flying all over the sky. Chen Feng and Chen Lei, who were hiding at the side, were dumbfounded. They had originally thought that Long Chen and Xiao Lang would be easily defeated, but they did not expect that they would not be defeated, and they would even cause such a scene.
Lingxi also looked at this scene in a daze.
At this moment, the young man full of miracles didn't care about looking back. He hid among the countless Divine Flame clones and charged at the Ninth Prince. There was no fear or retreat in his eyes. There was only an unyielding fighting spirit.
The 125 Divine Flame Clones and the Ninth Prince's Divine Flame Clones collided with each other. Balls of fire exploded in the air, dazzling everyone's eyes.
At this moment, Xiao Lang's countless Divine Flame Clones finally pounced on Elder Yan. Although it was difficult to kill Elder Yan, it succeeded in completely suppressing him. At this moment, Xiao Lang rushed to Elder Yan's side. Under Elder Yan's incredulous gaze, Xiao Lang spat out a mouthful of Ninth Underworld Demon Ancestral Flame, which directly engulfed Elder Yan.
Crackle!
The sound of ice freezing rang out incessantly. When the Ninth Underworld Demon Ancestral Flame passed, Elder Yan had already turned into an ice sculpture. When Xiao Lang's Divine Flame Clones lightly touched him, he immediately turned into small black ice particles and piled up into a pile.
Upon seeing this scene, the Ninth Prince knew that Elder Yan was as dead as a doornail.
A cultivator at the sixth level of the Heavenly River Tier actually died at the hands of Xiao Lang. This caused fear to appear in the Ninth Prince's heart. The 125 Divine Flame Clones in front of him, as well as Long Chen's cold gaze, caused the usually arrogant Ninth Prince to suddenly feel his scalp go numb.
'Impossible.'
The Ninth Prince let out a frenzied roar in his heart. He did not believe that Long Chen was qualified to oppose him at all.
'Whether it's you or this beast, both have to die. Lingxi will only be mine.
"Go to hell and continue daydreaming."
Long Chen's cold voice rang out beside the Ninth Prince's ears. The densely packed Divine Flame Clones had already successfully broken through the defenses of the Ninth Prince's Divine Flame Clones. One by one, they attacked the Ninth Prince in a suicidal manner.
"Do you think you can kill me with these things?"
The Ninth Prince's Fire Refined Essence Sword was in a frenzy. It swept, slashed, and stabbed. Every movement could cause Long Chen to lose quite a few Divine Flame Clones.
However, the time had come.