The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

The arm suddenly stiffened, which was a feeling Tian Wu had never felt before.

At this time, Tian Wu's body stiffened, and he looked at the Dragon King Ao Fan in amazement. There was only one thought in his heart, and his arm was actually sealed! ?

This was an instant, and the Dragon King Ao Fan didn't even make any moves, so he condensed the Heavenly Dao rune in his hand.

Feeling the feeling of being completely separated from spiritual power, Tian Wu's heart suddenly chilled, and he was still a little careless.

Originally thought that Dragon King Ao Fan was only temporarily using the power of the heavens, but who would know if it should be used continuously, the truth is unthinkable.

One pair of arms was sealed, but there were two pairs of arms on the back that were not sealed. With a punch, he smashed towards the Dragon King Ao Fan with endless power, trying to force the Dragon King Ao Fan back.

But things were counterproductive, Long King Ao Fan did not retreat even half a step away, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and said, "It's too late."

As soon as the voice fell, a dragon force swept away, and Tian Wu's fist instantly stiffened in the air, and an unspeakable coercion fell from the sky and instantly fell on Tian Wu.

In just a moment, the lake surface under Wu's feet was instantly pressed down that day, and Huang Long was shocked by the mighty power.

"This, this is?"

At this moment, a surprised voice suddenly came from behind Huang Long. Hearing the movement, Huang Long looked back and said with a smile: "Wake up?"

At this time, Qinghe looked at the scene in front of him ignorantly, with a look of amazement in his eyes.

Shouldn't I be dead? Where is this place?

Qing He's heart was full of doubts, but when his eyes were on Huang Long, a sense of pressure from the depths of his soul instantly spread all over his body.

In an instant, a name appeared in Qing He's mind, Dragon Race!

The dragon might be looming on the Huanglong in front of him, it should be the dragon!

I saw that Qinghe looked at Huanglong in surprise and said, "You are the dragon!?"

Hearing this exclamation, Huang Long raised his brows, and then said: "Yes, I am the warlord of Zhenhai Dragon Palace. You are seriously injured. The dragon stele behind you is protecting you."

When the voice fell, Qing He then looked back, and his whole body was shocked.

Looking at the words on the dragon stele, Qinghe only felt that his body was stiff, and the demon power in his body began to dissipate rapidly, and he was frightened for a while.

Upon seeing this, Huang Long hurriedly waved one hand, a white light sank into Qinghe's body, stopping the loss of demon power in his body.

"You haven't turned the dragon yet, this inscription is a bit too dangerous for you."

A faint voice came, and Qinghe woke up instantly, nodded in horror, and then bowed to Huanglong to salute, thanking him, "Thank you, benefactor!"

"Your benefactor is not me." Huang Long chuckled and shook his head.

With that, Huang Long's eyes fell on the Dragon King Ao Fan who was still fighting Tianwu. Qinghe's eyes followed the direction Huanglong was looking at, with an inexplicable light shining in his eyes.

"It's the Dragon King who saved you."

A faint voice came, and Qing He trembled, and his eyes were full of incredible words: "Dragon King!?"

It was not that Qinghe had never imagined how he would meet the Dragon King after transforming into a dragon, but he never thought that the Dragon King would be so young.

At this time, the power on the Dragon King was obviously not the ordinary Longwei. The power between gestures was a posture that only the quasi-sage had.

Qinghe had already been impressed by the Longwei emanating from the Dragon King's body.

"Your **** position has been merged by Tianwu, but you don't need to worry about it at this time, after all, your **** position has been dirty.

Huang Long didn't say much when he watched the battle. He only explained one sentence and then stopped talking. Hearing the news, Qing He couldn't help but laughed bitterly. It is fortunate that he can save his life now, and there is no reason to worry about the gain or loss of the god.

"Tianwu merges with the gods, I'm afraid it already has the power of a saint."

Qing He said with a slight worry, his eyes fell on Wu's eight-armed real body that day, and a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

"It's okay, if it is this messenger, it may be difficult to deal with, but the Dragon King personally shot, a false saint, there is nothing to fear. There is more than one quasi saint who died in the hands of the Dragon King.

Hearing what Huang Long said, Qinghe's face was shocked, and then he looked at Dragon King Ao Fan with an incredible expression, and was shocked in his heart.

The Dragon King actually slaughtered the saint! ?

I saw that during that battle, he was suddenly overwhelmed, and Tian Wu's eight heads were all struggling, and his eyes were full of surprise.

"Where does this coercion come from?"

At this time, Tian Wu was shocked. The pressure came suddenly, but he didn't realize where it came from. Looking at the appearance of Dragon King Ao Fan, it was not from the opponent's body at all.

Thinking of this, Tian Wu looked up hard, and his body was shocked, his eyes were full of amazement as he looked at the vision in the sky.

Countless clouds began to gather, but within a moment, the clouds in the sky covered the sun.

A large amount of blood evil spirit began to condense in the sky, but after a while, the clouds in the sky completely turned blood red.

For a time, the world was scarlet.

Huanglong and Qinghe looked at the scene in front of them with incredulous expressions in their eyes, and Qinghe muttered to himself: "This, this heavenly power?"

"The Dragon King is going to slaughter the gods."

Seeing this scene, Huang Long hesitated for a while before speaking.

The gods merged by Tianwu are the innate gods transformed by the way of heaven, and are the most lofty gods among the ancient heavenly courts.

It's just that this god's position is now polluted, and it's no longer the previous power. Even after the fusion of Tianwu, it only has the power of a saint, but there is no substantial improvement. To put it bluntly, it is still a quasi-saint.

Today’s vision of the Tao of Heaven is not transformed by Tianwu, but because of the Tao of God that day.

What Dragon King Ao Fan wanted to kill was not a mere Tian Wu, but the Heavenly Dao and God in Wu's body that day. If it succeeds, there will no longer be the **** of the **** of water under the heaven after today.

Qinghe is not stupid. Hearing Huang Long say this, he immediately understood what the Dragon King was going to do, but he didn't say much.

The **** of the **** of water was not born because of her, but by chance, it came to his own hands. With this god, he can be more smooth when he transforms the dragon at most. Now the dragon king wants to destroy this god, he Naturally, I dare not have any objections.

At this time, Dragon King Ao Fan was still unmoved by the vision in the sky above his head, staring at Tian Wu with a pair of eyes. Seeing his face changed drastically, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

The vision of Tiandao was motivated by his own murderous intent for the purpose of the **** of water in his Tianwu body.

At this time, Tian Wu saw the vision of the sky descending, and the gods in his body would naturally be alert. Tian Wu's expression at this time was not unexpected. If there is no response, it is called a problem.

"How? How is the murderous power of the Heavenly Dao laid by this king for you?"

There was a light laughter, and Tian Wu, who was standing above the lake, instantly stiffened and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

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