Journey to the West: The Golden Crow Sage

Chapter 95 Who is the River God
Mo Chen, little white dragon, an old Taoist priest with a mysterious origin.

Little White Dragon Ao Lie is his own nephew, he is quite talented in cultivation, and several people believe that he can jump over the Dragon Gate.The old Taoist priests have supernatural powers with every gesture, and they should also have heels. They can't see through the depths, and it is very possible to jump over the dragon gate.As for Mo Chen, the one who can produce that kind of powerful blood essence is not an ordinary person.

"Brother is right, I think there are only a few of them this time." Although the Dragon King of the West Sea did not want to admit that Mo Chen had a chance, based on the information he had learned, this son-in-law of Bibotan was definitely not an ordinary little monster , is quite capable.

While several people were talking, the golden dragon gate had already started to move.

I saw golden ripples gently rippling, and then one by one figures fell from the air, some could barely fly in the air, and some fell directly on the square, fortunately there are restrictions on the square, otherwise they would have to be smashed The potholes are not good.

Among the people who came out, there were the first wave of dragons, the middle wave of gods and demons who exchanged spiritual objects for tokens, and even those who had sworn allegiance to Xihai for thousands of years and were driven out just after entering.

I saw that among those people, those who could still hang in the air had almost no change in their aura, most of them were from the third wave, while those who fell to the ground were mostly from the first wave and the second wave, and some of them entered the place because of mixed blood. , The junior with inferior talent, now turned into a pure blood seed with bright scales and pure breath.However, among the people who came out, more than [-]% flew in the sky, and less than half of them fell to the ground.

"Hmph, if you are not determined, you dare not face up to the difficulties, and you have wasted the opportunity to transform into a dragon. If you have to go, go, and if you have to stay, go to General Jing at the gate of the Dragon Palace." Mo Ang put down With the wine glass in his hand, he shouted at the still sober people in the air, but his tone was disdainful.

This dragon gate can put enough pressure on everyone below Jinxian. Only with a firm heart and no fear of danger can they soar into the sky. The longer they persist in the big river, the greater the benefits they will get, so those who fell on the ground , Most of them are gods and demons who persist until they are exhausted and unable to move, and they naturally get a lot of benefits.

As for those who are standing in mid-air and have mental manipulation of mana to fly, they naturally flinched in front of the mighty river, their hearts were shaken, and they were swept up by the rushing river and the huge waves, and they couldn't help themselves. Some of them were dragged under the waterfall and rushed out of the dragon gate. Not to mention the meager benefits that such people get in the dragon gate, they will practice in the future. Unless they are lucky, their achievements must be extremely limited.

A group of gods stagnant in the sky above the square, when Mo Ang said this, their faces were all pale and embarrassed, and they were rushed out because they were indeed shaken in the dragon gate. If Mo Ang didn't point it out on the spot, It is too difficult to find some dragons afterwards, and the dragons deliberately made excuses to embarrass them, but right now they cannot evade.

There was that bad-natured god and demon who couldn't stand the humiliation, snorted coldly, turned into a streamer and flew out of the West Sea Dragon Palace, heading towards the sea. Following someone who took the lead, all the people standing in the air dispersed in a crowd. Everyone, looking for General Jing, looking for General Jing, but for a few moments, there was no one on the field.

"These hopeless people dare to come and try the Dragon Gate of our Dragon Clan. They really can't control themselves." Sitting there, the Dragon Prince of Beihai said sarcastically. Naturally, he is qualified to look down on those people.

In fact, anyone who can cultivate to the level of celestial beings has a very firm heart to seek Tao. Immortals with a little bit of Taoism will be stuck in the realm of earth immortals and cannot advance an inch. Celestial beings can already be regarded as the backbone of the prehistoric world.

"Okay, what do these low-rooted people have to say, Prime Minister Turtle, order the people below to bring some golden beads and corals, and when the immortals who fell on the ground wake up, help them go to the back hall to rest, and give some Money is also the heart of our West Sea Dragon Palace." The old Dragon King of West Sea ordered solemnly, after all, the gods and demons lying on the ground are all people with extraordinary potential, and they are worthy of friendship.

Golden Pearl Coral...

If Mo Chen were here, he would definitely ridicule the old dragon king for being stingy with money. He obviously didn't want to bleed, but he still had to give some things for mortals to gods and demons, trying to make some good fortune. It's really wishful thinking. .

While talking, golden ripples appeared on the dragon gate again, only one person came out this time, a young man with a big hooked nose, he was flying in the air, looking at that ugly face Dragon Gate surrounded by Kowloon.

He came out like some kind of omen, and then dumplings began to rain from the sky, and figures poured out one after another from the dragon gate, which was quite spectacular.Seeing this, the eldest son of Shui De Xingjun pinched the magic formula, and the cloud turned around, and he reached the jade steps where the Dragon King of the Four Seas was.

"Old Dragon of the West Sea, what kind of dragon gate are you guys breaking through? You are not allowed to use your magic power, but the wind and waves are so violent. Do you sincerely don't want me to jump over the dragon gate?" The eldest son asked angrily. The old man gave an order that if he didn't cross the dragon gate, he would not be allowed to go down to the world, but in the sky, it is better to be in the fairy world on earth. The gods of various water systems regard him as a guest of honor and serve him comfortably.

"Don't dare, dare, this dragon gate has always been like this, and it's the same for anyone who enters." The old dragon king of Xihai explained aggrievedly, for fear of annoying the eldest son again.

"Hmph, I don't care. Who is the river god of that great river? He made things difficult for me. When I go back to heaven and tell my father, I will definitely make him look good." The eldest son said angrily. He persisted for a long time, but the reality was not like this. When he saw the surging river and the majestic dragon gate, his first thought was to fly there. Who knew that mana could not be used, so he dared not go into the water.

The river was turbulent, and there were big waves tossing from time to time, and he lost his magic power. Didn't he want to die by jumping down, so he stood on the bank and hesitated for a long time, and finally thought of a way. All the water systems in the world have the river god and dragon king. he goes up.

But he shouted there for a long time, but no one answered him, and he didn't know if there were no gods in this river, or if they ignored him on purpose.

The eldest son had no choice but to curse the river god fiercely, and jumped into the river in desperation, but just as he got off, a big wave hit him and turned him on his back. It means to shrink back, as soon as you are wrapped in the river, you rush out of the dragon gate.

The dragon kings of the four seas looked at each other, all helpless, this dragon gate is the congenital treasure of the ancestor dragon, where is the river god? Realm, even if he wants to control it, he can't control it. Right now, the eldest son has suffered a loss and wants to vent his anger.

(End of this chapter)