"The little princess of the Winged Dragon clan? Is she Long Quan's daughter or Long Wen's daughter? "Long Shaotian frowned slightly and asked in a low voice.
"She is Young Master Long Quan's daughter. Princess Long Wen has never been married!" Long Heng and the others looked at Long Shaotian with complicated gazes and reported.
"How is Wen 'er now?" Long Shaotian asked in a low voice.
"Princess Wen has always been in the ancestral land of the Winged Dragons. However, the situation of our Winged Dragon Clan is not good. We don't know the current situation of Princess Wen and the others!" Long Heng reported.
"Let's go. We'll first go to the Purple Cloud City to save people, then we'll go to the Ying Long's ancestral land!" Ye Chenfeng felt that the relationship between Long Shaotian and Long Wen was not simple, so he said.
"Alright, let's go!"
Long Shaotian transformed into his original form and brought Ye Chenfeng, as well as the severely injured Long Heng and the rest towards the Purple Cloud City at an extremely fast speed.
The Purple Cloud City originally belonged to the Winged Dragon Clan. However, when something happened to the Winged Dragon Clan, the Purple Cloud City Lord suddenly turned traitor. He captured the little princess, Long Ling 'er, and the others who came to the Purple Cloud City to seek protection. He then chased after Long Heng and the others.
"Looks like the Dragon Clan has already been invaded very deeply by the Tian Clan and the Bird Clan!"
From the sudden betrayal of the Purple Cloud City Lord, it could be seen that the Tian Clan and the Bird Clan had already controlled many forces in the Dragon World. The Dragon Clan was in a precarious situation.
"Mm, I heard that the Black Dragon Tribe and the Silver Dragon Tribe have rebelled. Although the Heavenly Dragon Tribe is struggling to hold on, they shouldn't be able to hold on for much longer!" Long Heng nodded and told him everything he knew about the great changes in the Dragon World.
"Tian Clan, Bird Clan, when I return this time, I will definitely tear you invaders into pieces!" Long Shaotian gnashed his teeth and swore.
Long Shaotian had broken through to the Four-Star Fey Ancestor Realm, so his flying speed was extremely fast. In addition, they were not far from the Purple Cloud City. In less than four hours, Long Shaotian arrived outside the Purple Cloud City.
"Shaotian, let's split up. I'll find a chance to sneak into the City Lord's Mansion and make sure Long Long'er is fine. Then, you guys can make your move." Ye Chenfeng was afraid that an accident would happen if they directly fought their way in.
"Chengfeng, can you do it yourself?"
Long Heng and the rest did not know Ye Chenfeng's strength and were afraid that he would not be able to save Long Ling'er and might even lose his life.
"Don't worry. If we weren't worried about forcing them into a corner and hurting Ling 'er, Young Master Ye alone would be enough to massacre them all!" Long Shaotian was very clear about Ye Chenfeng's battle prowess, and he was even more clear about the terrifying existences within the Universe Realm.
"I'm going!"
Ye Chenfeng smiled lightly to Long Heng and the others that were dumbstruck, and then he transformed into a flowing light in midair to descend outside Violet Cloud City. He controlled the Illusory Dao Insight to transform into the appearance of a black robed man before walking into the extremely desolate Violet Cloud City.
"Lord Peng, you've returned!"
Ye Chenfeng followed the soul memory of the black-robed man and came to the City Lord's Mansion located in the center of the Purple Cloud City. The two guards of the City Lord's Mansion immediately came forward and bowed respectfully.
"Is the City Lord here?"
Ye Chenfeng nodded and imitated the black-robed man's voice.
The guard immediately opened the tightly shut door and invited Ye Chenfeng into the luxuriously decorated City Lord's Mansion. "City Lord, Old Ying is waiting for you at the City Lord's Mansion!"
"Lord Peng, why are you the only one back? Where are the other lords?"
When Ye Chenfeng walked into the antique main hall, the City Lord of Purple Cloud, who was drinking tea in the main hall, immediately stood up. Sitting beside him was an old man with white hair, sunken eyes, and an aquiline nose. He furrowed his brows.
"Sigh, Long Heng and the others were lucky. They were rescued at the crucial moment." Ye Chenfeng pretended to sigh and casually made up a story.
"How strong is the person who rescued Long Heng and the others?" The hooked nose old man frowned slightly and put down the teacup in his hand.
"Very strong. If I didn't run fast enough, I'm afraid I would have died as well!" Ye Chenfeng said with a lingering fear, "According to my senses, that person's strength has probably reached the level of a Five-Star Demon God."
"Five-Star Demon God!" The City Lord of Violet Cloud City sucked in a breath of cold air and said, "Lord Ying, do you think we should take precautions in advance to avoid unexpected failure?"
"Hmph, what are you afraid of? It's just a Five-Star Demon God. If he dares to come, I will definitely let him die without a burial ground!" The Half Martial Ancestor hooked nose old man snorted coldly and said arrogantly.
"Old Ying, I'm going to treat my injuries. Call me if there's anything!"
The God-Eater Brain, which was rapidly making deductions, had already locked onto Long Ling 'er. He casually found an excuse to leave the main hall and walk towards the place where Long Ling' er was imprisoned.
"Princess Ling 'er, do you think we will die? Will we be killed by them? "
A girl who was about the same age as Long Ling 'er, whose chubby face was covered in tears, tightly grabbed Long Ling' er's arm and said in horror.
"Don't worry, Que 'er. I believe that someone will save us!"
Long Ling 'er, who was wearing a white dress and had skin as smooth as milk, and a trace of determination in her large black eyes, softly comforted her.
However, there was a trace of helplessness in her heart. She really couldn't think of anyone who would come to save them at this moment.
"Boom!"
Just as the two daughters were tightly hugging each other and comforting each other, a loud sound rang out from outside the prison. Que 'er was so frightened that she hugged Long Ling' er tightly as she screamed in horror.
Soon after, miserable cries of pain rang out in the dark and damp prison.
"Could it be that someone has really come to save us!" Long Ling 'er's eyes widened as a trace of hope appeared in them.
"Crack!"
Just as she looked at the prison door, which was made of special materials, the indestructible door was split open by a sharp sword light. A man in snow-white robes walked in.
"You, who are you? Have you come to save us? "
Long Ling 'er mustered her courage and asked when she saw that Ye Chenfeng had regained his true appearance but his face was unfamiliar.
"You are Long Ling 'er?" Ye Chenfeng smiled as he looked at Long Ling' er, who was pretending to be calm.
"That's me!" Long Ling 'er nodded.
"Come with me!"
Ye Chenfeng gently waved his arm and interweaved sharp sword shadows, accurately slicing through the cold iron chains that bound their ankles as he spoke softly.
"Alright!"
Even though Long Ling 'er did not recognize Ye Chenfeng, she did not show any fear or hesitation when she saw Ye Chenfeng's clear eyes. She pulled on the trembling Que' er and followed Ye Chenfeng out of the prison that was filled with the thick stench of blood.
"How dare you, who are you …"
The guards of the City Lord's Mansion who had hurried over appeared in the prison. However, before they could finish speaking, an incomparably sharp sword light flew out and sliced through their powerful bodies as if they were tofu, killing them all.
"How powerful!"
Long Ling 'er's eyes widened as she watched Ye Chenfeng kill his enemies without batting an eyelid. Even the trembling Que' er did not dare to be afraid.
"How dare you! Who are you? How dare you come to my City Lord's Mansion to save people? I think you are tired of living!"
Just as Ye Chenfeng led Long Ling 'er and Que' er out of the prison that was littered with corpses, a thunderous voice rang out.
The Half Martial Ancestor realm Old Ying and the Five Star Yao God realm Purple Cloud City Lord appeared with nearly a hundred experts from the Dragon Race and the Yao Race, surrounding Ye Chenfeng's group.
"Hmph, a mere Half Martial Ancestor dares to shout in front of me!"
Ye Chenfeng snorted coldly. He grabbed at the air with his right hand, and the four Saint-level Dao diagrams surged out of his palm. They turned into a giant hand that seemed to be able to crush the sun and moon, grabbing at Old Ying whose expression changed drastically.
"No!"
Old Ying instinctively wanted to dodge the seemingly slow-moving giant hand, but the moment he dodged, the giant hand suddenly appeared in front of him and grabbed his body.
Peng!
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