The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Seeing Dragon King Ao Fan took away San Risha, the White Bear King was overjoyed. Then he sat down under the guidance of the clam girl.

At this time, a group of monsters standing outside were also under the guidance of Li Gen, and one by one came in from outside the hall, offering their congratulations one after another.

"Ding, congratulations to the host, successfully harvested the magic weapon sunset knife, dragon luck +10."

"Ding, congratulations to the host, successfully harvesting the ground-level material quenched wood, dragon luck +10."

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A series of system prompts began to sound continuously in Longwang Aofan's mind. Listening to these dense prompts, as well as the countless genius treasures placed in the center of the hall, the smile on his face did not break.

"These big demons are really on the road." Long Wang Ao Fan thought in his heart at this time. But Empress Nuwa, who was sitting beside her, frowned slightly.

Because she found that there are not a few top-level existences who have come to Zhenhai Dragon Palace now, except for the two great monsters in the golden fairy realm. None of those years of retreat appeared.

"It seems that there are people who are not afraid of death. It's about time. It doesn't matter if you still think about whether you will come or not."

Empress Nuwa's face was slightly dark, and her heart was a little angry. I worked so hard to find a avenue to the sky for these insignificant things, but they were still holding them one by one.

Leaving Zhenhai Dragon Palace, how many of you are opponents of the three religions? If so hard-spirited, why did the Three Sects still look like that when the Lich fought?

After the demon offerings were seated, the system prompt in Longwang Ao Fan's mind slowly ended.

Long Wang Aofan looked at the skyrocketing attribute points in front of him, and he was extremely excited. He just turned his head to look at the Nuwa Empress, seeing that her face was not pretty, she suddenly felt a little puzzled.

"Could it be that these demons are not happy when they offer gifts to this king?"

He thought so in his heart, but Long Wang Ao Fan felt that the Nuwa Empress was not so stingy. After all, she had given away so much, so she still cared about it.

She seemed to have noticed the gaze of the Dragon King Ao Fan. Empress Nuwa smiled and looked at the Dragon King Ao Fan and said with a smile: "Dragon King, this time the wedding of the dragon and phoenix clans is a prosperous age for the demons. These ineffective juniors also want to borrow At this time, I have some contact with Zhenhai Dragon Palace. After all, the demon clan's vitality is greatly injured by the Lich battle, and there are very few existences like Zhenhai Dragon Palace."

Hearing that Empress Nuwa gave such a high evaluation of Zhenhai Dragon Palace, all the demons in the audience were surprised. She couldn't help thinking in her heart that Empress was planning to use Zhenhai Dragon Palace as a monster flag.

The demons at this time can be considered to understand, relying on the power of the Zhenhai Dragon Palace now, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are commanding the demons. After all, there is only one saint among the demons now except Empress Nuwa.

Among the huge monster race, apart from the cowards who could not get out of retreat, only the two quasi-saints of Zhenhai Dragon Palace were famous.

And Zhenhai Dragon King Ao Fan, judging from the age of the monster clan, he was quite young, and such a young quasi-sage was not comparable to ordinary people. Moreover, this quasi-sage is not a general quasi-sage.

Ao Fan, the Dragon King, glanced at Empress Nuwa, and then at the demons present, there was a hint of clarity in his heart. This group of big demons came to see them under the order of Empress Nuwa. As for their ugly faces, I am afraid that some of them have not come.

It's just that this kind of stuff is really dispensable to Dragon King Ao Fan, and it doesn't matter if you come or not, as long as you don't let yourself run into it.

"My mother is full of heart, and I have taken it under Zhenhai Dragon Palace. On the day of great joy today, don't think about the unhappy things."

After speaking, I saw Dragon King Ao Fan waved his hand, and the hall was suddenly glowing, and the originally decorated hall became extremely red in an instant.

Countless red rays of sunlight gush out from the stone dragon like silk. And in that red glow, the powerful Longwei and the power of merit were mixed in, making many people present suddenly stunned.

The Tortoise Prime Minister who was standing by and waiting saw this, took a step forward, and said with a happy face: "It's good time! Please ask Ao Bing, King of Zhennan, Feng Wu, the patriarch of the Feng clan!"

As soon as the voice fell, I saw a golden light extending from the depths of the Dragon Palace into the main hall. Ao Bing, the king of Zhennan in a light red robe, was holding a phoenix dance, who was also dressed in red, walking out from the depths of the Dragon Palace under the golden light, and he was in the hall in an instant.

Seeing a pair of Bi people standing in the hall, the old dragon king Ao Guang saw tears in his eyes. The smile on his face could not be concealed anyway.

"Good, good, good!"

The old dragon king Ao Guang said three good words in succession, and then his sleeves rolled up, and two golden lights flashed in his hand.

I saw that golden light instantly fell in front of the two of them, and after the golden light disappeared, a pair of sharp swords appeared in front of them.

The old dragon king Ao Guang said with a smile: "This pair of sharp swords is a magic weapon refined by this king in the early years, and it is called Ssangyong. Although it is only a magic weapon of merit, the power is still good when used by the two. Lien, these swords are just for you to wait."

"Thank you father for the reward!"

After listening to the explanation of the old dragon king Ao Guang, Ao Bing and Feng Wu made a salute to Ao Guang and said.

After the elder gave the magic weapon, Long Wang Ao Fan took a step forward. Looking at Ao Bing who was smiling, Longwang Ao Fan's eyes rarely showed a trace of warmth.

After tidying up the clothes on Ao Bing, Longwang Ao Fan said with a smile: "My father will give you two powerful magic weapons. Brother, I won't take my father's favor. Today. You two are married, this king has nothing to give away. Yes, I will give you two pieces of armor."

After speaking, he saw Dragon King Ao Fan's wrist move, and then two powerful heat waves appeared in the hall out of thin air.

When everyone saw this, they were stunned, wondering what Dragon King Ao Fan was planning to do. And Empress Nuwa frowned when she saw this. Obviously, the heat wave that appeared out of nowhere was a little surprising.

"This, this is to refine the magic weapon now?"

Daobao Taoist looked at the actions of Dragon King Ao Fan with a stunned look. Obviously he was not calling the magic weapon, but planning to refine the magic weapon now.

In the horrified eyes of everyone, a purple flame appeared in the hall instantly. Dragon King Ao Fan smiled when he saw it, then waved his arm, several rays of light appeared out of thin air, and instantly stopped in the purple flame.

"I really want to refine the magic weapon now! This Dragon King is so confident!?"

At this time, the Taobao Taoist whispered, his eyes were full of shock, and he had seen a lot of worlds, who would have thought that he would see this day.

The gift given by the Dragon King was actually made on-site and freshly baked. Is it possible that when Jackie Chan Wang Aofan didn't know this magic weapon, there were many uncertain factors?

Once the refining fails, it is not only the destruction of the materials, it is not impossible to even be backlashed.

And looking at the materials that Dragon King Ao Fan just brought out, all of them are heaven-level materials. Among them is the Sanrisha presented by the White Bear King.

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