Chapter 492: The Light Shield That Blocks Divine Sense

Saying goodbye to Long Bingqian, everyone left Dragon Island and flew in the direction of the Dead Sea City, Long Bingqian and Long Fei's mother and son just recognized each other, this has not been a while, they are going to separate again, Long Bingqian is very reluctant in her heart.

Standing at the door of the cave mansion, looking at the geniuses flying away, Long Bingqian felt a lot of emotion in her heart: Fei'er has been out alone for five hundred years, and it seems that she has not been abandoned, and she is very good in all aspects.

Especially the scene of dealing with the relationship with Long Xiao just now made Long Bingqian feel very relieved, Long Fei handled everything just right, and he fully met the conditions that a patriarch should have.

Long Bingqian returned to the cave on the top of the mountain with a smile on her face, but Lu Qingfeng and his party were speeding towards the city of the Dead Sea. Tens of thousands of miles away, for these people, it only takes a few hours to reach.

Soon, the outline of the Dead Sea City appeared in everyone's sight, and a rough estimate was that the island was at least 5,000 miles in size.

Around the Dead Sea City, there are also countless small islands, like the stars holding the moon, guarding the Dead Sea City in the middle.

The city of the Dead Sea and the many small islands around it are shrouded in a pitch-black demonic aura, and people who are not high in cultivation will not be able to see the true face of the city of the Dead Sea and the surrounding islands at all.

If you look closely, you will find that the demonic energy is all emanating from the city of the Dead Sea, and obviously, the veins of the magic crystal here are in the city of the dead sea.

Before he came here, Lu Qingfeng guessed that the magic crystal veins might be all over the island, and if this was the case, if the veins were destroyed, the city of the Dead Sea would sink.

This is undoubtedly not the result that Lu Qingfeng wants to see, the city of the Dead Sea has sunk, and countless people will be homeless, although the demon clan has been eliminated and the mineral veins have been destroyed, it is a huge disaster for the people here.

After staring at the island in front of him for a while, Lu Qingfeng already had an idea in his heart, there are many human gods and ancestral gods here, and I believe that this matter will not be too difficult to do.

Lu Qingfeng released his divine consciousness and scanned the city of the Dead Sea, through the pitch-black demonic qi, his divine consciousness was blocked by a transparent light shield, and he could not see the true appearance of the island.

The divine sense was rebounded, and Lu Qingfeng's face showed a solemn expression, with the soul power of the seventh small step of his ancestral god, he couldn't penetrate this protective light shield, it was obviously not an ordinary formation.

There was no human powerhouse besieging the city of the Dead Sea, and it looked a little lifeless, Lu Qingfeng guessed that it was very likely to have something to do with this light shield that blocked the divine sense.

On one of the islands around the city of the Dead Sea, there is an ice-blue palace the size of a hundred zhang, and when it is cultivated to Lu Qingfeng, it can be seen at a glance that it is a spiritual treasure change.

Long Fei, Long Lan, and Wei Bo flew in the front, and Long Lan and Wei Bo were the most familiar with this place, so they naturally had to lead the way.

Long Fei has his own thoughts, his own father Long Sihai is here, he hasn't seen him for five hundred years, he wants to see his father as much as possible, to see if it is the same as what he saw in his sleep.

Seeing the ice-blue palace on the island, Long Lan smiled at Long Fei and said, "Brother, that palace is Dad's spiritual treasure, and Dad may be so happy when he sees you in a while! Let's go down to see Dad." ”

Outside the palace, there were nearly 10,000 true gods of the Dragon Clan and the Wei family guarding them, and when they saw Lu Qingfeng and his party flying over, they recognized Long Lan and Wei Bo who were flying in front.

"Miss Long Lan, young patriarch, when we were chatting just now, we also talked about the two of you! You really can't help but chatter, just talking about you, you came, you have been out for decades, but you want to kill us. ”

The people of the two races who had befriended them flew over, and these people were the youngest true gods of the two races, and they greeted each other when they were far away.

Long Lan looked at these people, greeted them with a smile, and said lightly: "Hello, after so many years, Long Lan also misses you, thank you for still thinking about me." ”

Wei Bo was different from Long Lan, hearing these people call him the young patriarch, his originally smiling face suddenly became stern.

"When you haven't left the family yet, I have reminded you many times, you can call me the eldest prince or your name or something, just don't call me the young patriarch, have you all forgotten?"

After listening to Wei Bo's reprimand, these people all smiled and said: "Eldest prince, we can't be blamed for this, who let the Wei family not have elected a new patriarch heir yet." ”

When Wei Bo heard this, he was stunned in his heart, and immediately said to them: "Didn't I tell my father when I left the clan? Let my third brother inherit the position of patriarch, my father is really, he hasn't decided for so long." ”

"Bo'er, I've been out for decades, and I've really grown my skills, and I'll complain behind my back that your dad is here, why don't you come in quickly, what are you talking about outside?"

Wei Changtian's transmission entered Wei Bo's mind, and he immediately stopped talking and flew straight to the entrance of the palace quickly.

Everyone didn't know why, so they had to chase Wei Bo and fly over, and the gatekeeper had already seen Wei Bo and Long Lan, so naturally they wouldn't stop it, and directly let them in.

As soon as he looked up after entering the main hall, Wei Bo saw at a glance that a hundred meters away, on the two chairs facing the main hall, there were two middle-aged people sitting upright.

These two middle-aged people, one of them has two antler-like horns on his forehead, this person is Long Fei's father Long Sihai, and the other is Wei Bo's father Wei Changtian.

Wei Bo walked a few steps to the two patriarchs, knelt on the ground, and said loudly: "The child has returned from training, meet Daddy, meet Uncle Long." ”

When Wei Bo just left the Wei family, Wei Changtian was very disappointed in this son, it was normal for the eldest son to inherit the position of patriarch, but Wei Bo was not the heir of the patriarch.

As the third Wei Yong grew up day by day, he soon showed excellent management skills, and the family's affairs were well organized by him, although he still hoped that Wei Bo could inherit the position of patriarch.

The Wei family should have had a patriarch heir a long time ago, but because Wei Bo had not returned for a long time, the heir could not be decided, and now that he saw his most proud son, Wei Changtian immediately thought of this matter.

"Bo'er, since you have returned, wait until the affairs of the Dead Sea City are settled, and immediately convene an elders' council after returning to the family to decide on your becoming the patriarch's heir. ”

The third elder Wei Yong stood behind Wei Changtian, looking down at the eldest brother kneeling below, with mixed feelings in his heart, although he wanted to be the heir of this patriarch, he preferred the eldest brother to inherit this position.

If he became the patriarch's heir, he knew that the eldest brother insisted on giving it to him, and those who didn't know thought that he had obtained it by playing tricks, Wei Yong didn't want to leave criticism for others.

Dad once again mentioned the matter of making himself the heir of the patriarch, which was the last thing he wanted to hear, as soon as Wei Changtian finished speaking, Wei Bo immediately retorted: "Dad, I have said it many times, I don't want to be the heir of this patriarch, I really don't want to, and I asked my father to take back his life and let the third brother inherit it instead, and the child begged his father." ”

When he began to see Wei Bo, Wei Changtian was very happy in his heart, and his eldest son Shun LĂŹ broke through to the true god, which met the basic conditions for becoming the patriarch's heir.

Moreover, Wei Changtian also heard the news that Wei Bo was outside, and with the cultivation of the early stage of the True God, he was able to fight with the Divine Monarch without falling behind, which also added a heavy weight for him to become the heir of the patriarch.

Wei Bo's refusal, Wei Changtian, who was still smiling, immediately sank his face, and in front of many super powerhouses, Wei Changtian felt that he was a failure as a father.

Wei Changtian stood up suddenly, flicked the sleeves of his wide robe, and said with a calm face: "You stand aside first, and the matter of the heir will be talked about when you return to the clan." ”

Wei Bo knew that he had slipped out, but he didn't regret it, the matter of the patriarch's heir was what he hated the most, and he had already made up his mind that he would not give in at any time.

His meaning has already shown that in front of so many people, Wei Bo no longer contradicts his father, stands up obediently, and retreats to the side.

Long Lan glanced at Wei Bo and didn't speak, quickly walked to Wei Bo's original position, and knelt down as well.

"Dad, Uncle Wei, Lan'er specially invited the two old people to come today, and I have failed to fulfill my filial piety in front of my father over the years, so I ask my father to punish me. ”

Long Sihai stroked the dragon whisker under his forehead, looked down at his beloved daughter, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and after listening to his daughter's words, both dragon eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile.

"Good daughter, get up, your father and I have lived for countless years, and I still care if you are not around for decades? And your cultivation has been refined all these years, and your father will reward you. ”

"Thank you dad for your forgiveness to my daughter, dad, there is also a great happy event, I believe that after hearing it, dad will be even happier. ”

"Oh, what a big event, no matter how big the event, can my daughter come back? ”

Long Lan stood up, dodged to the side, Long Fei stood behind Long Lan, Long Lan dodged, and Long Fei immediately appeared in front of Long Sihai's eyes.

"Dad, I said it's a great happy event, it's a great happy event, dad look at who he is? Dad still knows?" Long Lan turned his head and pointed at Long Fei, and said with a smile to Long Sihai.

According to the direction of Long Lan's finger, Long Sihai saw Long Fei standing in front of him at a glance, and his eyes immediately stayed on the jade pendant hanging from Long Fei's neck, and his eyes looked at it without blinking.

When he was outside, Long Fei was anxious to see Long Sihai, but when he saw Long Sihai, he immediately dispelled the idea of taking the initiative to recognize him.

The moment he saw Long Sihai, he immediately remembered his life in the Tianshan Mountains, thinking of his life at that time, he couldn't help but have a trace of resentment towards the father in front of him, if he hadn't lost himself back then, he wouldn't have suffered so much.

Long Sihai beckoned, and the jade pendant hanging on Long Fei's neck suddenly broke away from his divine body and was held in his hand by Long Sihai.

Seeing the ice dragon carved on the front and the word 'fei' on the back, Long Sihai's eyes instantly moistened, and he looked up at Long Fei in front of him, tears had blurred his vision.

The hand holding the jade pendant was sent forward, and the jade pendant slowly floated towards Long Fei, and then hung on Long Fei's neck again.

Long Sihai was already sure that the ice dragon standing in front of him was his son Long Fei, who had been separated for five hundred years, but now he was speechless with excitement, he felt that these were very unreal, as if they were illusory.