The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Countless golden lights were released from Shiva's body, a large number of holy powers began to sweep away, and the sky was dyed golden for a time.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Ao Fan sneered, and then suddenly waved with one hand, a formation quickly spread in the sky.

The holy power released by Shiva was suppressed in an instant, and there was no trace of it.

This depressed feeling caused Shiva's heart to panic. Before he could react, he saw another cold light in the sky.

In an instant, the cold light flashed in front of Shiva.

Before Shiva could react, the other arm was also cut off.

"what!"

With a roar, I suddenly remembered that Shiva's face, whose arms had been cut off at this time, turned pale, and under the agitation, he only felt like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Looking at Ao Fan with resentment in his eyes, a light flashed behind Shiva, and a pair of arms grew from behind.

Xuantian and the others were shocked when they saw this, and they looked at the scene with a bit of astonishment.

"Dharmakaya supernatural powers!?"

Hearing Xuantian's horrified voice, Xu Ni, who was standing on his head, smiled slightly and said, "Don't panic, you will die if you come out."

Xuantian's expression was stagnant, obviously he did not expect that the little girl standing on his head would be so confident. Thinking about the previous scene, it seemed that the Dragon King could really do it.

A cold light suddenly lit up. At this time, Shiva, who looked nervous, raised his hands abruptly, and the formation on the palm began to flow quickly, and the cold light was suddenly received.

Just before he became happy, he saw the cold light captured by his hands burst suddenly.

Countless sword lights instantly enveloped Shiva.

The pain like a knife cutting on his body continued to surface, and Shiva only felt that the holy power on his body was instantly suppressed.

Before Shiva recovered, countless blood oozes from the surface.

His arms slumped weakly, just to withstand a sword, and he almost exhausted his holy power.

Several formations appeared in the air, Shiva was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly looked towards the formation.

I only heard the sound of chain pulling from the formation, and then saw several chains rushing out of the formation, rolling towards Shiva.

Seeing this scene, Shiva did not dare to neglect the slightest, and hurriedly opened several barriers to block the chain.

But the next second was to see that the barrier released by Shiva was instantly torn apart by the illuminated sword light.

Facing Ao Fan, Shiva didn't have any chance to resist, so he watched Jianmang swept through and broke through his defense.

Runes surged above the chain, and in an instant it was twisted towards Shiva.

Shiva raised his hand to block it, but was instantly wrapped around his wrist by the chain, his limbs were suddenly entangled, and even his body was wrapped in the chain.

The expression was full of horror, and Shiva suddenly realized that he was actually locked by the chain.

At this time, Shiva was fixed in midair just like an ordinary person.

Several rays of thunder light followed the chain and fell towards Shiva. Shiva felt his whole body shook. When countless thunder lights gathered in front of him, a rune was gradually formed, and then he slammed toward Shiva.

At this time, Shiva's spiritual power has been completely locked by that rune.

Seeing the light gradually emerging from Ao Fan's hands, Shiva's heart suddenly panicked. This is the rhythm to do! ?

Shiva, who was trapped in the sky, changed a look of resentment on her face and said angrily: "Ao Fan! Do you really dare to kill this seat!?"

"This is South Manduo Island! Right now it has been sealed, and if you kill this clone of me will only alarm other saints, you are looking for death!"

At this time, Shiva gambled again, betting that Ao Fan would not dare to expose himself, after all, now that the heaven is sealed, even the saints of the heavens cannot escape from this world.

If the saints in Southern Mantuo Island were alarmed, a saint could not kill Ao Fan, but a sufficient number of saints could still seriously wound Ao Fan.

How can the heavenly saints of other continents let Ao Fan go?

Seeing Ao Fan whose hand movement stopped instantly, Shiva's face showed a smile, but the next second his face changed suddenly.

A cold light suddenly lit up, and before Shiva's smile had time to disperse, he saw the arms stretched out behind him instantly cut off.

"With this sword, you will kill you arbitrarily. As a saint, you actually oppress the weak."

The faint voice remembered that Ao Fan's face was indifferent while speaking, but his eyes were full of cold light.

The divine sword hanging in the sky only paused for a moment, and then another cold light came on, and before Shiva could react, there was a pain in his leg.

"With this sword, you want to kill the dragon clan in a vain attempt to kill the dragon clan in Southern Manduo."

Looking coldly at Shiva with his broken arm and leg, he was hanging in the air like a stick. If it weren't for the chain entangled with him, he might have fallen from the sky.

With cold light flickering in his eyes, Ao Fan stepped out and left Luo Xuan's dragon head instantly, came to the divine sword, and held the divine sword with one hand.

The cold light in his eyes came to Shiva, and he raised his hand and put the divine sword on Shiva's neck.

I saw that Shiva's body trembled suddenly, and his pale face was now completely bloodless.

The immobile Shiva looked at Ao Fan who was close at hand, and the dignified saint swallowed his mouth because of fear.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Ao Fan said faintly: "With this sword, you don't respect me and dare to threaten me again and again. Who do you think you are?"

As soon as the sneer fell, he saw Ao Fan's divine sword violently raise, cutting Shiva's head down like tofu.

Ao Fan stepped on the head that was rolling under his feet, and the corners of Ao Fan's mouth raised slightly, and his murderous intent was suddenly released.

In just a moment of effort, the killing intent on his body rushed to the sky, and his expression was full of coldness.

"Today, Ao Fan, the dragon emperor, hereby swears that all the saints in your South Manduo Island will be slaughtered. The saints will not die, and I will never cease to kill."

The sky-shaking sound instantly spread throughout the South Manduozhou, and the sky-wide killing intent actually made the heavens in the South Manduozhou a little confused.

At this time, the countless masters hiding in the deep palace, whether they are saints or quasi saints, only felt that they were cold all over, and suddenly opened their eyes, looking at the killing intent that filled the heavens.

"Who is so intent to kill? Can actually stir the way of heaven!?"

Many saints just feel that their bodies can't help shaking, they feel that this killing intent is directed at them.

In a huge palace in the depths of the heavens, Shiva's body sitting on the futon suddenly opened his eyes, and then spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face became extremely pale.

In his expression, he glanced in the direction of his clone with amazement, and his mind sank to the bottom in an instant.

It's a thousand and a thousand calculations or not that Ao Fan will come to their South Manduozhou ahead of time. Is Fengtian really doing it right this time?

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