The next morning.
The young Taoist priest rode on Erha, looking bewildered at the attacking force led by the three fools of the Demon race.
"Big brother, big brother, do you think this silly star is joking? With only four legions totaling 4 million people, they're going to attack the Nine Great Divine Realms. Did you hit him on the head yesterday?" the young Taoist priest said to Lin Zhan beside him.
Lin Zhan shook his head and looked helplessly at the bruised and battered Twelve Valiant Warriors of the Immortal race not far away. "It wasn't me who hit him on the head, it was them."
The little princess of the Immortal race said with a look of embarrassment, "I'm sorry, when we go back, I'll definitely try to persuade my brother and the others. You can't hit people on the head anymore, or you'll make them stupid."
As they were talking, the three fools of the Demon race walked over with fawning expressions.
"Princess Xian'er, we'll have to trouble you later to provide support with the Immortal race's attack formation, okay?"
"No, figure it out yourself." Before the little princess of the Immortal race could speak, Lin Zhan directly refused.
"You old bastard Lin Laowei, I'm talking to Princess Xian'er, what's it to you?"
Seeing the enraged Imperial Son of the Demon race, Lin Zhan said with disdain, "Kid, don't get cocky. You can't afford to offend my elders. I advise you to take back what you just said."
The Imperial Son of the Demon race was stunned. He saw the young Taoist priest next to him take out a firecracker: "Swoosh... Bang."
"One sky-piercing arrow, and thousands of horses will come to meet you."
Not long after, the void trembled.
A one-eyed Xuanwu, whose carapace diameter was several times larger than a star, carried a saber on its back. A ShiTie beast, the size of a star, with boxing gloves on its paws.
A Longque with four wings that could shatter the void and exuded an aura of a fierce bandit. A Zhu Yan carrying a giant iron rod, which accidentally shattered a star with one blow.
And the last one, a flash of sword light, directly killed a half-ancestor of the Divine race who was watching the excitement, and then transformed into a middle-aged man in a green robe.
These five half-ancestors unleashed their full pressure, instantly shattering the defensive formation of the Olympus Divine Realm.
Lin Zhan glanced at the Imperial Son of the Demon race and said, "Little brother, do you regret it? Let me introduce them."
"This is my Uncle Hei."
"This is my Uncle Tie."
"This is my Uncle Ji."
"This is my Uncle Hou."
"This is my Uncle Qin."
Lin Zhan introduced the five uncles while counting on his fingers.
"Nani, where's my Uncle Jin?"
As Lin Zhan and Xiao Jin looked around for Jin Jiao, a female voice came.
"Your Uncle Jin was beaten into the hospital by me yesterday, so he can't come."
A golden python, long enough to coil around two great Divine Realms, swam through the shattered void.
The Imperial Son of the Demon race whispered to the young Taoist priest, "Brother, who is this? This can't be Old Black Lin's uncle, right?"
The young Taoist priest shook his head and said, "Calling you stupid is not an exaggeration. This is a woman."
"Oh, then I'm relieved." The Imperial Son of the Demon race breathed a sigh of relief, looking relaxed.
"But this is our Auntie," the young Taoist priest added with a mischievous smile.
"My God..."
Xiao Jin looked at his mother in bewilderment. He had initially thought that his fathers, who were all half-ancestor level, would be impressive.
Thinking of his father's unruly demeanor, Xiao Jin, as the eldest, felt a little disappointed. He never expected his mother to be so powerful.
"Mom, when did you advance to the half-ancestor level? I remember your level was not as high as mine later on."
Xiao Jin's mother instantly transformed into a graceful and noble woman and said to Xiao Jin, "Didn't your maternal grandfather get released early? He completed my bloodline. It's a good thing I came. Otherwise, if your useless father had come, who knows how embarrassing it would have been. How could a mere Great Emperor dare to stand with these great brothers?"
Xiao Hei's father, Xuan Yi Dao, Xiao Bao's father, Tie Heng Xing, Xiao Ji's father, Long Ji. Xiao Kong's father, Yuan Ba.
These four old scoundrels quickly transformed into human form and said flatteringly to Linglong, "Big sister, you're joking. Even if brother-in-law were here today, we'd have to show respect, hehehe."
It was no wonder these fierce bandits were so afraid of Linglong. If anyone dared to object, they could go to the Dragon race and see what Jin Jiao had become.
The newly promoted Great Emperor of the Golden Dragon race was beaten so badly by his wife's tail that all his joints were dislocated, and only three dragon teeth remained in his mouth.
Four of his five dragon legs were broken. These guys felt that if it weren't for the fact that this big sister saw that the remaining leg was still useful, she would have broken that one too.
"Aunt Linglong, hello..."
"Good, good, all good children."
Linglong looked at the five young ones with a smile and took out a piece of demonic dragon meat that was several times larger than a star.
"Come, children, this is the rib of that old scoundrel Lie Tian, the primordial ancestor of the Demon race. Auntie knows you like this, so I brought it specifically for you. You young ones can enjoy it slowly."
The three fools of the Demon race, hearing Lie Tian's name, were already cowering on the side.
"Brother, who is this auntie? How can she give away Lie Tian's meat?"
The young Taoist priest looked at the frightened children and said, "Alas, poor children."
"Our Auntie Linglong has been in existence since the primordial ancient times. She is the youngest daughter of the Serpent Ancestor Tun Tian and the Dragon Queen. Her maternal uncle is now the clan leader of the Golden Dragon race, Ancestor Ao Jin, and her maternal grandfather is the famous Zhu Jiuyin."
"Her parents, maternal uncle, and maternal grandfather are all primordial ancestors. Do you think such a small piece of Lie Tian's rib is excessive...?"
Before the young Taoist priest could finish his specious talk, he heard Linglong's voice: "Zhan'er, Xiao Ming, Auntie didn't bring you anything this time. I heard Sister Xin Lan say you're forming an elite legion, so these things in this bag must be useful to you."
As she spoke, Linglong threw over a large spatial bag.
The young Taoist priest opened the spatial bag with curiosity and was stunned: Good heavens, a bag full of Great Emperor-level golden dragon scales and dragon teeth. What kind of troops could use these?
Lin Zhan swallowed and said, "Auntie Linglong, where did you get so many Great Emperor-level dragon scales? I haven't heard of any Golden Dragon race Great Emperors dying recently."
Linglong smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, Zhan'er. No Dragon race Great Emperor has fallen. This is all from your Uncle Jin Jiao over the past year. Use it for now. If it's not enough, don't worry. In at most a year, Auntie will send you another batch."
As soon as Linglong finished speaking, everyone instinctively took a few steps back.
Especially the four old scoundrels, who suddenly looked like obedient good children.
After all, this ferocious woman was capable of being harsh even to her own husband.