The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Chapter 352: Turn over

Antarctic Xian Weng looked at Huang Long in a daze, and saw the sneer on his face. He really didn't know what Huang Long was thinking, but he was vaguely disturbed.

"Huanglong, you are the Twelve Golden Immortals of Explaining and Teaching. You have a high and profound cultivation level, and you have obtained the true biography of Master. How can you have such an idea of ​​respect for status and status?"

Zhenren Huanglong glanced at the Antarctic Immortal Weng, his eyes suddenly sharpened on his drunken face. Looking at the Antarctic Immortal Weng sneered and said: "Senior brother, don't tell me, I still don't know I'm so good."

Frowning slightly, Antarctica Xianweng's heart suddenly stagnated, not knowing what he should say at this time.

"Brother, have you tasted the pain of cramps and bones that have gone through the tribulations of the three lives?"

At this time, Zhenren Huang Long's face was full of coldness, and the words that he said actually made Antarctica Immortal Weng a little chill in his heart. Subconsciously shook his head.

"I've tasted it." Huang Long smiled and pointed his finger at himself, "It is said that the Jade Emperor's calamity will eventually become the lord of heaven and earth. My calamity is not comparable to that of the emperor that day, but it is in reincarnation. Reshape myself, Junior Brother, apart from this soul, there is nothing that was not rebuilt in this catastrophe."

"Junior Brother, what are you doing to say all this?" Antarctic Immortal Weng frowned.

Who knows, the real Huanglong at this time ignored the Antarctic Immortal Weng at all, and began to speak for himself.

"Li Jie III, I gave up my roots, saying that it is a traitor is light. I am timid, I am cowardly, I am willing to give up this for a chance. Master gave me the opportunity to accept me as a disciple . That’s because the skin on my body suits his old man’s taste."

"Huanglong! Don't say it anymore, are you crazy?"

Madam Huanglong stopped talking, turned his head and glanced at the Antarctic Immortal Weng, then chuckled lightly. Then he said: "I worked hard to blend in with you, and when it came time to say that the evil animal passed away. From the moment Shen Gongbao was expelled from the teacher's door, this elucidation has no place for the Yaozu to stand. We can do it more thoroughly than others."

"You said, don't you? Brother?"

At this moment, Antarctica Xianweng raised his head and looked at the sneer Huang Long, and even found in horror that Huang Long's originally normal pupils shrank in an instant, and a strange light suddenly appeared in Huang Long's eyes.

"Dragon Eye!?"

Antarctic Immortal Weng exclaimed, looking at the changes in the eyes of the Huanglong man in amazement, thinking and wondering why Huanglong's eyes turned into dragon eyes.

"Senior brother is very knowledgeable, I just discovered this dragon eye just recently, it seems that it is God's will. I have not retreated the dragon blood of this body after the third life."

Real Huang Long said with a smile, but his expression looked strange.

Antarctic Xianweng's face sank, his hands surging with blue light, and then he grabbed the Huanglong real person, and said in a cold voice: "You are bewitched by the Dragon King, follow me back to Yuxu Palace, let the master decide you!"

Seeing that his hand was about to fall on the real person Huanglong, who knew the trick that was sure to win was suddenly forced by the aura released by the real person Huanglong.

Antarctic Xianweng looked at Huanglong with a stunned expression, as if he didn't know him. You know, Huanglong is not a very powerful master among the twelve golden immortals, how can he block his moves?

I was puzzled, but my hand was not slow. The palm of his hand was stretched, and then a golden light flashed. I saw that Antarctic Immortal Weng suddenly had a cane in his hand.

With a cross to his chest, the cold voice said: "Without your hands, you will catch, follow me back to the Yuxu Palace and wait for the Master to fall!"

"Brother, don't be joking."

The real person Huang Long sneered, and when he stretched his arms, several sword shadows appeared behind him, and where the Jian Feng pointed, the powerful sword energy was released from the Jian Feng.

This scene fell in the eyes of the Antarctic Xian Weng, and he was immediately taken aback. Obviously, he did not expect that True Person Huang Long would have this skill.

Turning the cane in his hand, I saw that the Antarctic Immortal had sharp eyes, and the green light in his hand burst out instantly. In the blink of an eye, he hurriedly shot towards the real Huanglong.

Real Huanglong didn't panic, and with a slight turn of his wrist, the sword shadows behind him shot towards the green streamer of the Antarctic Celestial Weng.

The sound of gold and stone interlaced sounded instantly, and then a wave of air exploded and spread from the middle. Real Huang Long pointed one hand vertically, and a barrier instantly stood up in front of him.

After the qi wave was lifted, the real Huanglong instantly removed the barrier in front of him, and then two sword shadows took the front door of the Antarctic Weng.

The Antarctic Immortal Weng who had just recovered his senses, his face was suddenly shocked, his cane fell **** the ground, and then a spiritual force spread.

I saw that the images of the two swords had been fixed by someone, and they were easily nailed to the spot without moving. Real Huanglong saw this, and he was taken aback.

"Junior Brother, you are not my opponent, you are looking back, now you will follow me back to Yuxu Palace, I will plead for you, Master."

"Go back? Stop dreaming. I can wake up my blood. How can I go back to the interpretation and education, or go back, you can wait for me as before?"

The real person Huang Long sneered, and then the aura from his body was suddenly released, and a whirlwind rose on the ground and rolled towards the Antarctic Immortal Weng.

Antarctic Immortal Weng saw that he had failed to persuade him several times, and the real Huanglong had made up his mind to go all the way to the dark, and his face suddenly became cold.

As soon as the wrist turned, a golden light flashed, and then a rope was added to the Antarctic Immortal Weng's hand. I saw that the rope was pale golden, and if the mighty power surrounds it, it is obviously not a common product.

After the Antarctic Immortal summoned the rope, his wrist flicked and he saw the rope in his hand rolled towards the real person Huanglong.

Upon seeing this, Huang Long was stunned, and then he kept moving his hands. After pinching a few fingers, he saw a cold light flashing, and a sharp sword hurriedly shot towards the coiled rope.

A spark came out of the sword, and Magi Huang Long's eyes condensed, apparently a little surprised that the sword did not cut the rope.

"This is a rope of ten thousand immortals, you can't hide, come here!"

Antarctic Immortal Weng said with a cold voice, and then injected a mana into the rope, and suddenly a stream of light rolled up the real Huanglong.

But the effect was somewhat beyond the expectations of Antarctic Xian Weng. I saw the real person Huanglong let out his aura at this time, pressing the ten thousand celestial rope to the outside, without tightening it.

Zhenren Huang Long turned pale, staring at the Antarctic Immortal Weng with a somewhat ugly expression, his eyes gradually getting cold.

Seeing Huanglong being temporarily controlled by himself, Antarctic Immortal Weng could not help but breathe a long sigh of relief. The powerful thing about this Ten Thousand Immortal Rope is that it is difficult to break free of its control after controlling people.

After taking a short breath, Antarctic Xianweng then planned to move forward to get someone.

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