I'm really not a Daoist!

Chapter 374: Pushing across mountains and rivers for ninety thousand miles, fighting three thousand gods alone

In the blazing Taoist fire, Mount Tai, whose will was condensed, quickly shrank until it disappeared. A burning world followed the connection and enveloped Mr. Taishan.

The field of vision suddenly slowed down, and Lord Taishan's whole body was enveloped by the Wanlong Realm Refining Technique. The terrifying Dao Fire did not just burn matter, but also burned concepts together.

Use the great world built by ten thousand dragons as the fire, use materials and concepts as firewood, and burn the avenue! !

In the past, the Dragon Clan used this powerful technique to kill one of Zulong's opponents, but now Zulong wants to use this powerful technique to stun Lord Taishan.

He has not thought about completely refining Lord Taishan to death. In his current state, it is impossible to refining Lord Taishan to death, and the dragon clan still has no members who can use the great art of Ten Thousand Dragons Refining the World.

If you piece it together, you can piece together so many clansmen, but if you do this, the entire dragon clan will exist in name only.

Now the most important thing for the Dragon Clan is to recuperate. Years of war have brought the war machine of the Dragon Clan to the edge of decay. If they continue to forcefully launch a war, I am afraid it will collapse in the next moment.

Lord Taishan was not afraid at all. The canopy above his head hung with wisps of divine aura, isolating the blazing Tao fire. He curiously stretched out his hand through the canopy's defense to touch the Tao fire from the outside.

But in just a moment, a burning smell appeared, and his index finger was burned black.

"It's not bad. It broke my skin, scorched my skin, and was just a little bit close to damaging my bones."

It was not very harmful but extremely insulting. Murderous intent was brewing in Zulong's cloudy eyes, and the pair of dragon eyes behind him became brighter and brighter, as if blood would drip at the next moment.

"Old friend, if you dare to underestimate me, you will have to pay the price."

Zu Long was shocked, looked around proudly and said loudly: "If you bully my old age, then today I will reach the peak and fight with you!!"

As soon as he said this, Sanqian Daluo looked at Zulong without blinking. Everyone wanted to know whether this old dragon was bluffing people or saying that he could return to his peak at any time.

After all, Zulong is too mysterious now. No one knows how he ended up in this situation. Everything he has experienced is not known to outsiders.

Although he is the leader of the dragon clan, he has always been living in the eye of the East China Sea. Everything in the clan has been thrown to the Dragon King of the East China Sea.

The Dragon King of the East China Sea is now the Dragon King of the East China Sea in name, but he is actually the leader of the Dragon Clan.

"I have pushed across mountains and rivers for ninety thousand miles, and fought against three thousand gods alone. Today, my ancestor dragon is invincible!!"

The roar of the ancestral dragon spread throughout the world, and a ray of light fell from the sky into his body. In an instant, a terrifying wave made the entire prehistoric world tremble.

The majestic dragon power spread across the entire prehistoric world, transforming all spirits into dragons. Every blade of grass on the roadside took on the shape of a dragon, covered with scales.

"This is too much!"

Ji Bofu touched the dragon horns on his forehead with a dark face. Hongmeng Qi washed his body and wiped out all the dragon's power. Only then did the dragon horns disappear.

Nuwa smiled lightly and stretched out her index finger to point at the place where Ji Bofu's dragon horn disappeared: "Don't tell me, the dragon horn on your head really looks majestic."

Ji Bofu clapped Nuwa's hand and said, "I am now a second-level Daluo. Words like "gorgeous" to describe children can no longer be used to describe me."

He classified himself among the adults. He felt that everyone from Da Luo to the following were children, who only judge right and wrong based on their cultivation and not their age based on their appearance.

Then he looked around the prehistoric land and sighed: "This is the terror of the ancestral dragon. Just the leakage of the dragon's power caused all the spirits in the prehistoric land to turn into dragons. Now I finally know why the dragon clan is the ancestor of scale armor." The dragon roared on the prehistoric land. The sounds kept coming and going, there were veins of minerals transforming into dragons on the ground, and in the sky there were dragons transformed from vitality roaring past, gathering and dispersing in a matter of seconds.

The ancient world seems to have become a world of dragons. Everything you look at is a dragon, or something related to a dragon.

It's just that no one takes all this to heart. As long as the battle is over, everything will return to normal. The most important thing now is the battle between Zulong and Taishan Fujun.

A look of enlightenment flashed in the eyes of the Lord of Taishan Mansion, and he was shocked: "Ancestor Dragon, how dare you give away half of your Dao Fruit?"

The Ancestral Dragon Emperor's robes bulged, the dry and slightly slick hair on his head suddenly turned black and bright, the dry skin became tight, the long-depleted Qi and blood shrouded the entire East China Sea like a rainbow, and the shriveled body moved at a speed visible to the naked eye. Be plump.

At this moment, the middle-aged Zulong looks like a righteous man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. His thick black hair is like a waterfall hanging around his waist. The strong domineering look on his whole body is intimidating.

Zu Long said loudly: "So what if I split half of the Dao Fruit? Isn't it allowed?"

The world was silent, and everyone was frightened by Zulong's great courage. There have been people with two levels of Dao and Fruit throughout the ages, but at present, Zulong is the only creature with two levels of Dao and Fruit in Zulong's realm.

Moreover, the Dao Fruit was split into two and a half due to unavoidable reasons, and now Zulong seems to have split the Dao Fruit on his own initiative.

There is melon!

The strong melon aroma spreads.

All the ancestral witches in the ancestral witch palace looked at Gonggong immediately, but at this moment, Gonggong was already lying on his chair and fast asleep.

Zhu Rong said fiercely: "Gonggong, you can't sleep at such a critical moment."

Gonggong didn't answer, so he just kept sleeping.

Zhu Rong narrowed his eyes and fired out a handful of fire, throwing it at Gong Gong who was sleeping soundly. Even though the scales on Gong Gong's body were burned and cracked, he didn't wake up.

In the end, Zhu Jiuyin couldn't stand it anymore and extinguished the burning flame on Gonggong's body, and said helplessly to Zhu Rong: "Okay, you can't wake up a person who is pretending to sleep no matter what."

Zhu Rong turned to look at Zulong, and three feet of fire spewed out from his eyes, which frightened Shebishi next to him: "Damn old Loach, I never thought that Old Loach could be so courageous. Is it possible that he is not afraid of half a dao?" Can’t you take it back?”

Di Jiang said calmly: "There's nothing to be afraid of. It's just that he has some support. Besides, he can't bear to let the child trap the wolf."

After finishing speaking, Di Jiang quietly observed all the ancestral witches. After observing them several times, he found nothing unusual.

Of course, he just skipped over Zhu Rong. He personally invited Zhu Rong to join the Wu Clan back then, so he knew Zhu Rong’s true identity. Everyone present might be Zu Long’s support, and even he himself might be Zu Long’s support.

But Zhu Rong alone cannot be Zulong's support.

There was a blood feud between the two of them, and they were both mad at each other back then.

(End of this chapter)