The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Along the river, in a city, civilians knelt on the ground and kept praying to the sky. At this time, the sky was already covered with dark clouds and heavy rain.

If you don't ask the reason, people passing by might think that the common people are praying for rain from the sky at this time. They just look at people's faces at this time, it is clearly painful, obviously not asking for rain. And at this time, the city has already started to accumulate water, and many places have reached the point where people can be submerged.

Looking up to the sky, I saw that within the black cloud at this time, a huge black shadow was constantly burrowing around in the cloud, seeming to be having fun.

"Lord Demon King, it can't rain anymore, let me wait for a way out!"

At this time, the surviving civilians in the city knelt to the ground, crying with a sad face, looking at the black flood in the clouds in the sky, begging loudly. I saw that the black dragon's figure was not in the cloud, and a huge snake head came out from the cloud, watching the civilians on the ground spit out.

"Aren't you waiting to burn to honor the sky and want rain to cure drought?"

Hearing Hei Jiao's tone was full of jokes, and his eyes were full of irony. I have been suppressed in Wushan Mountain for nearly a thousand years, and there is no way to take the Palace of Heaven for the time being, but anyone in this world who dares to burn incense and respect the sky, if he has enough ability, he can't say he can't help him.

Seeing the countless civilians who were crying and crying on the ground at this time with their faces full of despair, Hei Jiao showed a humane sneer on his face. Then he looked up at the sky covered by his own clouds, his figure flashed again and again. In the cloud.

In an instant, the clouds thickened again, and the sky darkened. Immediately afterwards, the amount of rain increased again, and the entire city was enveloped by water mist. From the outside, there was nothing to see in the white mist.

The Black Jiao, who was making waves among the clouds, watched the increasing rain on the ground, submerging the entire city, and the tyrannical feeling in his heart was slightly reduced.

"Where is the evildoer, dare to make trouble again!"

A violent drink sounded in the sky. At this moment, the black Jiao with a sneer on his face heard the sound, the smile on his face suddenly stagnated, and he turned to look at his head.

I saw a jet black steel fork suddenly fell from the sky, his eyes shrank suddenly, and his figure disappeared into the clouds, avoiding this deadly move.

Penetrating through the clouds, Xunhai Yasha steadily stopped in mid-air, watching that the city was already submerged by water. Many people have been drowned in flood waters, and only a few are alive.

With a single wave of Xunhai Yasha, the water in the city instantly rushed in one direction, forming a huge wave of 100 meters high from the city, and the water in the city was cleaned up in the blink of an eye.

At this time, the surviving civilians in the city saw a general in armor and holding a steel fork rescued themselves. They knelt on the ground and shouted thanks. Xunhai Yasha glanced at it, and smiled in his heart. This kind of preaching is my Zhenhai Dragon Palace. Naturally, he will not let go of the good opportunity.

Xunhai Yasha raised his head and glanced at the thick black cloud, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and said loudly: "I am Zhenhai Dragon Palace. Under the Dragon Throne, the sea cruiser general, Hei Jiao, come out and die!"

"Zhenhai Dragon Palace? When is there such a place in this world?" In the clouds, a huge snake head poked out, looking coldly at the Xunhai Yasha who had almost hit him.

When Xunhai Yasha saw the dragon horn faintly appearing on the black dragon's head, he was taken aback. It turned out to be a black dragon who had been practicing for thousands of years, but his luck was not so good, but his true immortal cultivation base dared to stray wildly in this place. It's unlucky to meet your grandpa Yacha.

"Scatter!"

Seeing Xunhai Yasha yelled and threw the flying dragon fork in his hand with one hand, the black dragon's expression suddenly changed when he saw it, and before he had time to escape, the flying dragon fork fell into the clouds, and the light flashed. Easily smashed the black cloud that had condensed the black flood's magic power.

The black cloud dissipated and the sky was re-exposed, and the black dragon who had been hiding in the clouds was also exposed at this time. I saw the nearly 100-meter-long body covered with black scaly, horizontally in the sky, and the huge snake head was sharp and angular. In this scene, ordinary people will be frightened by the first glance.

When Xunhai Yasha saw the other party revealing his true face, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. After all, Jiaolong was just Jiao, Xingyunbuyu was also a sneaky look. How could there be such a fair and upright display as the Dragon King, respected and worshipped.

"Take your life!"

Xunhai Yasha roared and rushed towards the black dragon when he lifted the flying dragon fork. Seeing this, Hei Jiao also greeted him. It's just that Hei Jiao finally fought Xunhai Yasha with his bare hands, and suffered a little loss.

I saw Xunhai Yasha holding a flying dragon fork and stabbed towards the black dragon. Originally thinking of relying on the strong defense power of his body to resist this move, the flying dragon fork in Xunhai Yasha's hand was no longer the steel before. Fork that kind of ordinary goods, but innate spirit treasure.

The flying dragon fork pierced the black dragon's body without any hindrance, and a sharp pain came from the tail. Under the pain of the black dragon's eating, the huge body began to reverse frantically, breaking away from the flying dragon fork that had penetrated into his body.

Hei Jiao retreated quickly, enduring the pain of the injured area, and looked back, only to see the electric light faintly at the wound. Could not help being a little surprised.

Watching the patrol Yasha on the opposite side with a guarded look, his face was full of horror. The defense of his body must be clear to himself. Normal acquired spirit treasures do not harm him at all. Even the magic weapon of merit can resist a blow, like It is this kind of easily ignoring one's own defense that only Xiantian Lingbao can do.

Looking at the sea cruiser Yaksha in front of him so easily controlling this innate spirit treasure, it is obvious that he already has a golden immortal cultivation base. He was only a true immortal cultivation base, he was originally not an opponent of Jinxian, and the opponent was using innate spirit treasures, so he couldn't beat it anyway.

Thinking of this, Hei Jiao had already retreated. He rolled his eyes and looked at the Xunhai Yasha with a sneer in front of him. He suddenly opened her mouth, and a jet of water spouted from his mouth, directly towards the Xunhai Yasha in front of him.

Seeing the other party's sudden attack, Xunhai Yasha stretched out his hand to block, and a light curtain appeared, blocking the water column in front of him. Turning his head to look, I saw that the black dragon slipped into the river in an instant, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

When Xunhai Yasha saw this, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he snorted coldly: "I didn't look at my name when I was escaping. Xunhai was playing with you? Even among the four seas, I too Can catch you."

As soon as the voice fell, I saw the flying dragon fork in the hand of Xunhai Yasha, without entering the water, but chasing it close to the river surface, and a wonderful sight also appeared.

The patrol yaksha can observe the conditions in the water through the water. Since the black dragon enters the water, he has seen a one-hundred-meter-long black shadow moving through the water. Every time the patrol catches up, he releases it from the dragon fork. A flash of lightning struck the black floodwater in the water without anxiously catching it, just like this one after another in the river.

Hei Jiao had already been concentrated several times by Xunhai Yasha using lightning on his body at this time. Every time he hit him, the Xunhai Yasha would yell Zhenhai Dragon Palace on behalf of the sky and eradicate the demon. Also because of the pain of lightning, after every patrol Yaksha shouted, he would jump out of the water once.

On the way to escape, Hei Jiao did his best, using his body to make Zhenhai Dragon Palace famous on both sides of the river for free. Such a humiliating escape made Black Jiao want to cry without tears.

Looking at the estuary not far away, Hei Jiao just wanted to quickly get rid of the demon of Xunhai Yasha. It just seems that things are not as simple as he thought.

When he plunged into the East China Sea, when Xunhai Yasha saw it, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. He stopped on the surface of the East China Sea and said with a sneer: "There is really a way to heaven, you don't go, there is no way to invest in the East China Sea. Can you still run away?"

I saw the flying dragon fork in the hand of Xunhai Yasha, suddenly lightning surrounded it, beating constantly. Xunhai Yasha moved his lips slightly, and said two words faintly.

"Lei Hai!"

The flying dragon fork suddenly thundered, and countless thunder and lightning fell on the surface of the East China Sea, instantly turning into a sea of ​​thunder.

He thought that everything would be fine after escaping into the East China Sea. Before he could catch his breath, he saw countless thunder and lightning piercing the seabed and converging towards him.

Hei Jiao's complexion changed drastically. He didn't even think that this sea patrol Yaksha would have such a method. At this time, he also understood why the thunder and lightning had been chasing him all the time. It was caused by the residual electric light on his wound. .

Seeing that it was useless to hide in the sea, the black dragon rushed out of the sea in an instant, and the water mist dissipated. At this time, the black dragon had several places that were scorched by lightning.

If it wasn't for his strong physical fitness, I'm afraid that he would have been struck by lightning by the patrol Yasha in front of him. Hei Jiao coldly looked at Xunhai Yasha in front of him and thought.

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