Liu Hao collected the reward into the Qiankun Ring, waved his hand, and said calmly: "This is the matter, Qi Jiguang will command the Huanglong Navy to cross the sea and conquer Fusang. If the people of the Shui tribe are willing to serve me, they can join the army. I will definitely not." If you don't want to, you can live in Long Island, or move to the Central Plains with a boat, and live and work in peace and contentment, it's better than drifting on the sea."

The Shui people have lived in the sea for hundreds of years, and they are proficient in water skills. It can be said that they are natural naval warriors. If they can be recruited, it must be a big help.

The Water God King, who pushed the golden mountain and inverted the jade pillar, knelt down in front of Liu Hao, paused and said: "Your Majesty is the Lord of Dragons, the emperor who will never be seen in eternity, and the Shui people are willing to go through fire and water for His Majesty!"

The Shui tribe also moved out of the Central Plains hundreds of years ago to avoid the chaos of war. Now that Liu Hao, the great emperor, is ruling the world, peace and tranquility have been restored to the homeland of China. Naturally, they want to return to their roots.

Everyone in the Shui tribe believed in the Dragon God. When they saw the leader, the Water God King, kneel down, they also knelt down one by one to show their submission.

With more than a thousand of the most elite sailors at his fingertips, Liu Hao nodded in satisfaction, attracted Wen Chouchou, and said: "It's good to settle down with the people of the Shui tribe, there must be no mistakes."

"They are all big men, and my subordinates will definitely arrange them properly!"

Wen Chouchou gently shook the goose feather fan, pointed at the corpse of the dragon near the sea with a flattering smile, and asked, "Your Majesty, what should I do with this Nilong...?"

Hearing Wen Chouchou's mention, Liu Hao thought of something again, and said, "Take this Nilong's body back and hand it over to the Grand Hospital."

It is recorded in ancient books that the ancient real dragon is full of treasures.

Dragon Yuan can increase the lifespan of thousands of years, and dragon blood and dragon meat can also be refined into panacea. Even the scraps of dragon skin and dragon scales on the dragon body are made into armor by the hands of famous craftsmen, which is the invulnerable Lord Protector Armor.

Although this old flood dragon is not yet at the level of a divine beast, it is also a fierce beast with a history of more than a thousand years. It is a treasure of heaven and earth, so naturally it should not be wasted.

With an order, Jin Yiwei immediately started to act, and everyone came forward to bring the Jiaolong who had struggled to death on the offshore shoal back to the Huanglong warship.

Wuming came over and asked, "After the dragon slaying, what is Your Majesty's plan?"

The corner of Liu Hao's mouth curved slightly, and he turned his gaze to the east, and said, "Of course I have to go to Fusang."

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Dongying Fusang, known as the land of sunrise, has a lot of breath of China.

Even the majestic and splendid Emperor's Palace is modeled on the buildings of the Imperial City in Central Plains. At this time, the atmosphere in the Emperor's Palace is very solemn.

The coffins of several martial arts masters who assassinated Liu Hao stood in front of the hall.

The hall was full of people, including old men with gray hair and strong men with vigor and vigor.

There is also a group of onmyojis wearing Shinto robes, chanting words and singing desolate and quiet songs. The tunes sound very strange, as if they are communicating with the ghosts of the underworld, which makes people feel a kind of palpitation after listening to their souls coming out of their bodies.

After Liu Hao beat up several great masters of Dongpu at sea, he sent people to transport their bodies back to Dongpu. By the way, he also wrote a letter of war, to go east to Fusang after slaying the dragon.

The young emperor wore hemp and filial piety, knelt down in front of the coffin, and said in a deep and painful voice: "Masters, the Holy Emperor of the Han Dynasty went out to Fusang, and he said that he would sweep the entire Dongying Martial Art. Dahan Dragon Boat, there are only a few days left..."

As soon as this remark came out, the Dongying martial arts experts in the mourning hall immediately exploded.

"Several masters died for Dongpu Martial Arts, their blood... must not be shed in vain!"

"As long as the Emperor of Han takes half a step in Fusang, he must let him know the real Fusang martial arts!"

"Fusang Martial Arts must never be humiliated!"

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Glancing slightly, looking at the red-eyed Dongying warriors, the young Emperor's mouth curled into a slightly invisible arc.

Murderous, violent murderous!

The murderous intent of thousands of people in the mourning hall gathered together, as if they were about to overturn the dome, which was very terrifying.

Onmyoji's Soul Requiem song also stopped.

The old man in the tall hat turned around and said calmly: "Several masters, with skills exceeding a Jiazi, and profound martial arts cultivation, all died in the hands of the Emperor Han, which is enough to show how powerful he is. If he steps on Fusang, who will stop him?"

Facing the leader of the Yin Yang family, the young Emperor did not dare to be rude, and said respectfully: "Master Abe, do you want to use the Fusang army to kill the Emperor of Han?"

"That's right, Fusang still has an army of 100,000 to protect the country. With so many people going up together, are you afraid that you won't be able to kill even one person!?"

"Cultivation has reached such a state, it is already like a fairy god, and it will never be killed by the sea of ????people..."

The wrinkles on Master Abe's face were as deep as the bark of a hundred-year-old tree, but his eyes revealed an indescribably clear and wise color.

The young emperor frowned and said, "After all, he is also a mortal, so is he really that powerful?"

Master Abe shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "It's a matter of the rivers and lakes, the rivers and lakes are over, the emperor doesn't know, if he uses a large army, then China's million-strong army will go east to Fusang soon..."

The warriors of the land gods are like dragons among men, they go up to the sky and into the earth, they can come and go freely, even if they send a hundred thousand troops to intercept them, they will be able to sense the murderous aura first and avoid them, and then enter the Heavenly Palace to assassinate the Emperor, it is as easy as flipping the palm of your hand.

Suddenly, the old man's body shook, and he looked towards the front of the hall in disbelief.

"It seems that Dongying martial arts experts don't have much courage to speak of. They thought they would be able to fight smoothly, but it seems that they can't get their wish..."

The warriors in the mourning hall hadn't reacted yet, they were startled when they heard the voice coming from far and near, and when they looked up, they could only see a shadow in front of the hall, and the main seat of the Heavenly Emperor Palace was seated at some unknown time a young man.

He is majestic like a god, wearing a twelve-pronged crown on his head, wearing a dazzling imperial robe, with sun, moon and stars tattooed on his shoulders, carrying mountains, rivers and seas on his back, and his majestic aura of dominating the world is something that people can only look up to.

This person is precisely Liu Hao.

All the people present were the powerful giants in Fusang, or they were the suzerain, but except for this Yinyang family's Abe master, no one noticed when Liu Hao entered the mourning hall. They could only feel the surrounding air flow, and Liu Hao had already sat down. Standing on the dragon seat made of red gold, he stared coldly. ....