The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

In just a few years, the spirit veins of Gulu Mountain were contaminated by Ma Yuan with the power of blood type. After standing on the top of the mountain, Empress Shiji closed her eyes for a while, her brows frowned slightly.

"The pollution is too serious. If you leave the customs a few years earlier, it won't become what it is now."

With a helpless sigh in her heart, Empress Shiji's body was surging with blue light, and then she pinched her fingers, and a blue light separated from her body, drawing a range in the sky, and then a large formation appeared in the sky. Among them, the aura is unstable, obviously because the formation has not been completed.

I saw Empress Shiji's palm unfolded, and Tai Ajian flashed a cold light, and instantly appeared in her hand, gently scratching her fingers, and a drop of pale golden blood dripped from Empress Shiji's hand. The strong demon power spread instantly.

A trace of helplessness flashed in Empress Shiji's eyes. Without the help of the teacher, this arrangement of such a large formation requires a drop of his own blood that has been cultivated for hundreds of years.

Dripping the blood into the Tai'a Sword, the originally unusually strong demon power became more and more concentrated after being blessed by Tai'a Sword.

Pointing his finger upward, he saw that Tai Ajian rose up into the sky in an instant and stopped firmly on the formation. Then, in that formation, several chains rose up into the sky, and suddenly landed on the sword.

For a time, the huge formation was finally stabilized under the blessing of Tai A Jian.

I saw an extremely strong blue light pouring down from the formation, but in a moment it enveloped the entire Skull Mountain. The **** power that was originally hidden on the mountain began to slowly spread out from the mountain, and then poured into the formation.

Seeing that the purification had begun, Empress Shiji couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Although she knew that the process was slow, it was better than doing nothing herself.

"I hope I can purify this **** air."

The pale empress Shi Ji sighed helplessly, and then turned into a stream of light to escape into the cave, and began to practice spiritual energy to make up for the consumption of the drops of blood.

As Empress Shiji escaped into the cave mansion, only the formation of Skull Mountain was moving outside, and there was no more vitality within a hundred miles.

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Some boring glances at the situation under the clouds in the sky, Nezha has been out for a while, according to the master’s intention, I need to practice merits in case of emergency. During this period of time, I have found myself under the mountain. The title. People gave it the nickname "Musker Spirit General".

Although I don’t like to be called by others, Nezha still feels a little happy. After all, I have done a lot of good deeds for the world during this period of time, and I have already paid tribute to myself. Changsheng card, visit the worship day and night.

During this period of time, under the blessing of the power of merit and the power of faith, one's own cultivation is also advancing with each passing day, which can be said to be a daily appearance.

After tasting these sweets, Nezha, who was originally dissatisfied with being driven down the mountain to do things by his master, suddenly became addicted. He planned to pass all the monsters and ghosts in this world to see how his own cultivation has improved.

At this time, Nezha couldn't help but think of the Zhenhai Dragon Palace in the East China Sea. He secretly felt cruel, thinking that after his cultivation base rose greatly, he would definitely call the door and peel off the generals of the Zhenhai Dragon King Ao Fan. Especially Dragon King Ao Fan, caught him back so that Master could be a mount.

Ignoring that Nezha was daydreaming in the sky, a faint smell of blood floated from a distance. Nezha, who was still daydreaming, suddenly frowned, feeling a little puzzled.

"Where does the smell of blood come from, it is really rare that it can rush to the sky."

There was some doubt in his mind, but there was a smile on Nezha's face. Such a powerful **** power, even oneself can feel it in the sky, needless to say, it must be done by a monster.

At this moment, Nezha had only one thought in his mind, and that was to find the monster beast and kill it, and then make a big name for himself, so that he could gain more power of merit and power of belief.

I made up my mind, Nezha stretched his head out of the cloud and looked towards the ground. I saw a small group of men and horses coming from a distance. The direction they came was exactly the direction of the **** air I felt before. .

The eyeballs moved, and after a moment of thinking, Nezha leaped down from the clouds, turning into a fiery red streamer and shooting away from the sky.

On the official road, a team of people was slowly driving, large and small bullock carts were filled with exhausted pedestrians. Although a little tired, everyone looked like a survivor, apparently because of disaster. from.

The leader looked at the sky and saw that the sun was high, and they had just escaped from that range. They couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, their arms raised high, and they shouted: "Let’s rest, we’ve already escaped. Come out, I can't catch up when I want to come for a while."

Everyone stopped hurriedly when they heard the words, planning to take a good rest, who knew that as soon as the leader's voice fell, a red light fell from the sky.

Everyone looked at this scene in horror, not knowing what to do for a while. There was still riots in the convoy for a while, and many young people stood tremblingly with long swords in their hands. Although they stood in front of the convoy, their eyes were determined, but the sense of fear hidden in the depths was still very obvious.

The smoke and dust slowly dissipated, and everyone looked over and saw that it was not the weird man with young fangs, but a small child with a bellyband on his body, looking at them with smart eyes.

For a time there was silence between the two sides, and the atmosphere was a bit strange. Nezha glanced at the crowd, and seeing that there was fear and fatigue on the other party's face, it became more and more certain that this group of people had escaped.

After coughing softly a few times, Nezha glanced at the crowd in a condescending manner, and said, "Where are you waiting for?"

Seeing this child coming from the sky, the tone of his speech was like a big man, and everyone's heart suddenly felt, as Nezha's voice fell, they all took a step back. For a while, everyone didn't know how to respond.

The leader swallowed his saliva, took a step forward, and asked cautiously: "Dare, dare to ask you who are you?"

"I am Nezha, the disciple of the real person Taiyi in Jinguangdong of Qianyuan Mountain. I am ordered by my teacher to go down the mountain to kill demons and kill demons. See if you are exhausted all the way, have you encountered anything?"

Hearing Nezha's self-reporting of his family, everyone's eyes showed a trace of doubt. Obviously they didn't know where this Qianyuan Mountain Golden Cave was and who was Taiyi.

The leader glanced at Nezha with some embarrassment, then thought for a while and said, "I waited to escape from the territory of the Skull Mountain. A demon cultivator came from the Skull Mountain a few years ago. He was tyrannical and bloodthirsty. , The creatures within a hundred li were almost eaten by him. I waited hard to run out, just to go to the city in front to worship the gods, saving me is equal to fire and water. I heard that the Dragon King Temple is extremely effective, I wait I went to worship the Dragon King."

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