The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

"Don't run away?"

Xunhai Yasha said with a smile, his eyes falling funny on the wounded Black Jiao.

"Either you die or I die today, take your life!"

Seeing Xunhai Yasha's smile on his face at this time, Hei Jiao was furious, and regardless of whether he was an opponent, he rushed towards Xunhai Yasha.

"Come on, afraid you won't make it?"

Xunhai Yasha sneered, and a curtain of water squeezed towards the black dragon. He saw that the body of the black dragon was instantly suppressed. The weapon in Xunhai Yasha's hand instantly became larger and moved towards the blocked black dragon.

Seeing only one face, the black dragon was nailed to the cliff by the sea with a flying dragon fork by the patrol Yaksha, and no matter how hard the black dragon struggled, he couldn't break free.

Xunhai Yasha landed on the sea, sneered at the struggling black dragon on the cliff, a spunlace condensed in his hand, step by step towards the black dragon.

"Enough to play, wait for the general to kill you and return to life."

Xunhai Yasha sneered, and raised his hand to stab the spunlace to the black flood. Just at this critical moment, a voice rang behind Xunhai Yasha.

"The general is merciful!"

I saw a multicolored light curtain covering the black dragon on the cliff, blocking the spunlace that pierced the black dragon.

Xunhai Yasha looked at the scene in front of him with some surprise, turned his head and looked behind him, seeing that Biyun Tonger under the seat of the Nuwa Empress was blocking him, frowning involuntarily.

At this time, Hei Jiao closed his eyes and saw that Xunhai Yacha hadn't started yet. He couldn't help but open his eyes, watching the Biyun Tonger who was stepping on the colorful glow coming down from the sky, his eyes widened. Secretly surprised, why is this one here?

"Why did Fairy boy stop me?" Xunhai Yacha coldly looked at Biyun Tong'er in front of him, waiting for the other party to give himself an explanation, or else I would take the life of this black dragon if I don't care who you are.

"General, I am here to stop you by the order of Empress Nuwa. I hope to forgive you for any offense." Biyun Tong'er ignored Xunhai Yasha's eyes, but said lightly.

"Fairy boy, I respect you as the first disciple of the Nuwa Empress, but this black flood is a disaster for the world, I ordered the Dragon King to kill the people, what do you mean by blocking me?" Xunhai Yasha looked at Bi coldly Yun Tonger.

"I will naturally give Zhenhai Dragon Palace an explanation, but it's not to you." Biyun Tonger said, then turned to look at the black Jiao who was crossed on the cliff, her eyebrows frowned slightly.

I saw Biyun Tong'er wave with one hand, and the flying dragon fork that imprisoned the black dragon flew backwards back into the hands of Xunhai Yasha instantly. I saw that the released Black Jiao didn't run away at this time, but hung its huge body on the sea.

A stream of light flashed, and a tall young man appeared on the surface of the sea, and saw the young man transformed into a black scorpion. At this time, he was dressed in black scale armor, with unclean snake scales on his neck and also on his forehead. Two small protrusions.

I saw that Hei Jiao bowed to Biyun Tong'er and said coldly: "Thank you Fairy Tong for saving his life."

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, Biyun Tong'er came to Hei Jiao in an instant, standing on tiptoe and raising his hand is a slap in the face, but his face was full of frost at this time.

The resounding slap on the side of Xunhai Yasha was startled, and he didn't expect the fairy boy under the seat of Nuwa Empress to be so violent. Even true immortals did not slap so much.

Hei Jiao held his cheek and looked at Biyun Tong'er in surprise, only to hear Biyun Tong'er coldly saying: "This slap was for the empress. Do you really think that you can hide it for the sake of disaster?"

As soon as the voice fell, Biyun Tong'er stood on tiptoe and slapped again, and then said: "This one is for Zhenhai Dragon Palace. Do you know that you have reached the last step of transforming a dragon, and your face is also the face of Dragon Palace. ?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Biyun Tong'er ignored the sluggish black Jiao, and turned to the Xunhai Yasha behind him, his face instantly restored to the look before the anger, and said: "Please lead the army and follow this. Hei Jiao walked to Zhenhai Dragon Palace and apologized in front of the Dragon King."

Xunhai Yacha looked at Biyun Tong'er somewhat unexpectedly, nodded, and hurried back towards Zhenhai Dragon Palace with the two of them.

Inside the Zhenhai Dragon Palace.

Ao Fan was sitting in the main hall cultivating at this time. The power of faith on the stone dragon turned into a five-color divine light and enveloped Ao Fan. The ancestor dragon in Ao Fan's body will surely circulate in his body following the rhythm of breathing.

A burst of dragon roars continued to spread along with the five-color divine light on Ao Fan's body. It was impressively like the second layer of Ancestral Dragon Jue, and it was approaching the top of the second layer.

I saw Ao Fan suddenly opened his eyes, looked outside the hall with some surprise, and quickly stopped the training of Zu Longjue, stood up, and the spectacle in the hall disappeared instantly.

But at this moment, Biyun Tonger outside the main hall raised his brows and looked at the Longgong hall somewhat unexpectedly. She couldn't perceive the power that was unique to the ancient dragon clan just now. Niangniang guessed right, among the dragon clan. Sure enough, there are masters who are in charge, maybe they are really Zulong.

"Xiantong wait a minute, I'll go in and report." After Xunhai Yasha said, he turned and walked into the hall.

At this moment, the black dragon behind Biyun Tong'er was stunned by the scenes in front of him. When did this Dragon Palace become like this? Even though the Four Seas Dragon Palace had already appeared during the Lich War, although the Dragon Clan hadn't fallen too much at that time, it was obviously unable to do what it was right now.

"Do you know how much trouble you have caused? Now that the four seas are unified, there is only one Dragon Palace in the world, and that is Zhenhai Dragon Palace. Even the empress does not dare to offend easily. Do you dare to fight hard?"

Hearing what Biyun Tong'er said, Hei Jiao had already set off a stormy sea in his heart at this time, so she didn't dare to offend him? That's a saint, is Zulong resurrected?

But for a while, Xunhai Yacha walked out of the main hall and said, "Fairy Child, my Dragon King, please."

"Thank you." Biyun Tong'er nodded and walked towards the hall with the black dragon.

On the dragon seat, Ao Fan looked at Biyun Tong'er who walked in, and then his eyes fell on the black flood, his brow raised, it turned out to be a thousand-year-old black flood, and it seemed that the dragon was also near.

"Biyun Tong'er, I have seen His Majesty the Dragon King." Biyun Tong'er saluted, and then stretched out his hand to pull the black Jiao behind him in front of him and let him kneel to the ground.

At this time, Hei Jiao glanced at Ao Fan in the dragon position, and saw that the other side saw that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and a dragon power instantly rushed toward his face, which was a natural suppression. In addition to Ao Fan's practice of Zulong Jue, this kind of power does not require Ao Fan to act. It is often just a glance, and this feeling will appear.

Biyun Tong'er looked at the black dragonfly who was kneeling on the ground at this time, dissatisfied with the cold sweat on her forehead, her brow wrinkled slightly, but she had no choice but to do it. This is the natural suppression of the black dragon family by the dragon clan, unless the black dragon can improve by himself Strength can avoid this situation.

Biyun Tong'er looked at Ao Fan and said, "Dragon King, I am under the order of Empress Nuwa to rescue this black dragon from the Dragon Palace. How offended it is, I hope to forgive me."

"The person I want to kill in the Dragon Palace is rarely saved." Ao Fan smiled slightly.

"Dragon King, my Nuwa Palace is compelled to do this. Today, the demonic clan is weak. This black dragon is the only one surviving in his clan. If he dies, this black dragon clan will be completely extinct. The family is not easy, so I let the next move. I also hope that the Dragon King will let him see that the black dragon has a blood relationship with the dragon clan."

When Biyun Tong'er heard Ao Fan say that, he hurriedly bowed to plead. I only hope that Ao Fan in front of me can understand the painstaking efforts of Empress Nuwa.

But Biyun Tong'er waited here for a long time and didn't see Ao Fan speaking. For a while, she was a little embarrassed, thinking of the mother's previous instructions, sighed helplessly, and raised her head to look towards Ao Fan.

I saw Biyun Tongerxiu stretch out his hand, a golden light flashed in his hand, and a blood-red spear appeared in his hand. I saw that the spear was covered with red cracks, and a murderous aura radiated from the gun.

Seeing the spear in Biyun Tong'er's hand, Ao Fan raised his brow, and an attribute panel instantly appeared in front of him.

【Name: Soul Splitting Gun

Level: Xiantian Lingbao

Source: The most precious treasure of the Black Jiao clan, can hunt the soul, tear the world, and have infinite power

Stunt: Hunting Soul]

I saw Biyun Tong'er handing the spear in his hand forward, and said, "My Nuwa Palace is willing to use this innate spirit treasure soul-splitting gun in exchange for the life of the Hei Jiao."

Ao Fan showed a smile at the corner of his mouth and looked at Biyun Tong'er. He didn't expect this black dragon to be so important in the eyes of the Nuwa Palace, and she was willing to exchange it with the innate spirit treasure. It seemed that this black dragon nodded.

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