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Chapter 647

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Everyone had a headache, and after looking at each other, the good mood they had just had disappeared without a trace.

The Turtle Prime Minister at the peak of Refining Qi into Spirit…

This Long Gong seemed to be much stronger than other forces; no wonder it could dominate the East Sea, which had the richest resources.

"How many powerhouses does the Long Gong have?"

After a moment of silence, Zhongli asked softly.

"The Long Wang and the Turtle Prime Minister at the peak of Refining Qi into Spirit, the four generals at the late stage of Refining Qi into Spirit, and the two generals, Golden Crab and Silver Shrimp."

"The eighteen guardian teams at the mid-stage of Refining Qi into Spirit; eighteen people working together can briefly contend with the late stage of Refining Qi into Spirit."

"Seventy-two Earthly Fiend Dragon Guards, mid-stage Refining Qi into Spirit."

"Six hundred and thirty-two demon generals at the early stage of Refining Qi into Spirit."

"Two thousand four hundred and eighty great demons at the peak of Refining Essence into Qi."

"Nineteen thousand and seventy-four at the late stage of Refining Essence into Qi."

"Two million four hundred and ninety-seven thousand small demons at the mid-stage of Refining Essence into Qi."

".〃 Countless demon soldiers at the early stage of Refining Essence into Qi."

"The Long Gong has nearly one billion and thirty million shrimp soldiers and crab generals."

As the small demon spoke, everyone around fell silent, and then, they felt a nameless chill surge over.

Excluding the elders and peak masters, the strongest among the Shushan disciples was only at the early stage of Refining Qi into Spirit.

But the Long Gong had over six hundred of them.

The number of demons at the late stage of Refining Essence into Qi was more than everyone in Shushan combined.

Those at the early stage of Refining Essence into Qi were just cannon fodder that couldn't even get on the stage.

As for the Foundation Establishment stage…

They didn't even look at them; they could only be miscellaneous troops.

The power of the East Sea Long Gong made everyone somewhat broken.

It seemed that even if Ao Dong left, the East Sea Long Gong was not a place they could plot against.

"Old man…"

Venti frowned and looked at Zhongli, who also shook his head.

Although strength is respected in the cultivation world, as long as one's strength is stronger than theirs, one can solve everything.

But…

They also had the peak of Refining Essence into Qi!

The number of powerhouses was also more than theirs.

How could they fight this?

Tartaglia, who was eager to fight, also extinguished his fire.

He liked fighting, but he didn't like dying!

The power of the Long Gong was not something he could touch.

"After Ao Dong leaves, who manages the Long Gong? The Turtle Prime Minister?"

Zhongli asked, and the small demon shook his head.

"It is managed by the Long Wang's Crown Prince, Ao Ming, with the Turtle Prime Minister assisting."

It's over…

Another Dragon Prince came…

"What is Ao Ming's strength?"

Alice asked heavily, and the small demon said stiffly:

"Unknown; Crown Prince Ao Ming rarely shows himself, and only the Turtle Prime Minister and the Long Wang know."

"Crown Prince Ao Ming has been stationed in the South Sea for a long time, expanding the South Sea territory for the Long Wang."

Alice gasped and said heavily:

"Meaning… the Long Gong also has power in the South Sea?"

"Yes, the Long Gong is the strongest force in the Nine Nether world."

Everyone looked at each other, suddenly feeling that Ao Dong leaving didn't seem like such good news worth celebrating.

389. Ningguang: Dragons are naturally lecherous! Zhongli:???

"Old man, what do you say?"

Venti asked, and Zhongli shook his head; now, he didn't know how to handle it either.

Although strength is respected in the cultivation world, as long as one's strength is stronger than theirs, one can solve everything.

But…

They also had the peak of Refining Essence into Qi!

Lisa asked thoughtfully, saying softly:

"Where is the Long Gong's treasure hidden?"

"Lisa?!"

Jean looked at Lisa with some worry, and the latter waved her hand.

The small demon said stiffly:

"The Long Gong treasure is under the Dragon Prison, guarded in turns by the Golden Crab General and the Silver Shrimp General at the late stage of Refining Qi into Spirit."

"The key to opening the treasure vault is only held by the Long Wang and the Turtle Prime Minister."

Upon hearing this, Ningguang seemed to have grasped a key point.

"Ao Dong trusts the Turtle Prime Minister so much, but doesn't trust his own child, Ao Ming?"

"It is rumored that Crown Prince Ao Ming and the Long Wang are at odds, and going to the South Sea was also because he was sent there."

"Why?"

"It is said that Crown Prince Ao Ming's black dragon bloodline is weak; he is the child of the Long Wang and a shark-clan maid after the Long Wang got drunk."

Ningguang narrowed her eyes slightly and said softly:

The hobbies of the dragon race in the cultivation world didn't seem to have anything to do with them, but they were always caught in the crossfire.

"Cough, cough!"

Zhongli, Azhdaha, and Neuvillette coughed repeatedly, and Ningguang felt somewhat embarrassed and changed her phrasing.

"The dragon race in the cultivation world has always been very chaotic, and they value bloodline; since Ao Ming's black dragon bloodline is weak, how could he become the Crown Prince?"

"Originally, the Long Wang favored the Third Crown Prince, but for some reason, all the dragon children except Crown Prince Ao Ming died or were crippled."

"The Long Wang could not continue to reproduce, and only Crown Prince Ao Ming remained; Crown Prince Ao Ming had excellent cultivation talent, so the Long Wang had no choice but to seal him as Crown Prince."

Ningguang raised her eyebrows and said with interest:

"There's even palace drama?"

As for why the other dragon children died, it was clearly Ao Ming's doing, but even if Ao Dong knew, he could only swallow his pride and accept it now.

Father kind, son filial…

Since that was the case, then this Long Gong might not be of one mind.

Perhaps…

There was a breakthrough?

Lisa thought for a while, looked at Zhongli and the others, and implied:

"The Far East Sea Area is extremely vast; even if the Long Gong has countless shrimp soldiers and crab generals, they must disperse quite a few people to patrol the Far East Sea Area every day."

"People of the Long Gong can't all gather in the Long Gong and never go out, right?"

"Fellow Peak Masters and Elders, I think this is our opportunity."

After speaking, Lisa turned to look at the small demon and said softly:

"I suppose the Long Gong's treasures are the most numerous, after all, dragons are naturally fond of storing good things."

Upon hearing this, Zhongli and the three were somewhat embarrassed again.

The hobbies of the Dragon Clan in the cultivation world don't seem to have anything to do with them, yet they end up being caught in the crossfire every single time.

The small demon said stiffly:

"Long Gong treasures are unparalleled in the Nine Nether."

"The Long Gong stores countless treasures, magic treasures, pills, spiritual herbs, spiritual materials, cultivation techniques, etc., countless." ===== CHAPTER 648 =====

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