The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Fights belong to fights, but Dragon King Ao Fan is obviously not only fighting against himself, but also constantly tempering his sense of heaven through himself.

At this time, Tian Wu recalled that before the Dragon King Ao Fan constantly displayed the power of the heavens, his power became stronger every time, and his speed became stronger every time.

Thinking of this, Tian Wu's face didn't look so good.

This Dragon King Ao Fan is using him as a stepping stone to break through!

At this time, Tian Wu's eyes suddenly burst out with anger, and he couldn't wait to tear up the life of Dragon King Ao Fansheng in front of him in order to relieve the evil spirit in his heart.

It's just the faint smile on Longwang Ao Fan's face, obviously not responding to the hatred on Tian Wu's face.

"This king thought you had to die to recover."

There was a chuckle, Long Wang Aofan looked at Tian Wu with a sneer on his face, only now that he thought of this, Wu's IQ this day is really not high.

"Ao Fan! You are shameless!"

"Joke, this king tempers the way of heaven on his own, what do you do?"

As soon as the voice fell, I saw Ao Fan lift up with one hand, and the Immortal Slaughter Sword instantly released a red light, and then Haohao's power was like a mountain, pressing towards Tianwu.

Suddenly, Tian Wu's face was hard to look like, and the blue light surged on his body, but for a moment, two rays of light, one blue and one red, collided in the sky, as if to separate the heaven and the earth.

The pressure suddenly increased, but Tian Wu did not stop, and this time he would not let Dragon King Ao Fan do his wish. He Ao Fan has a heavenly way, could he not have it?

A cold light flashed in his eyes, only to see the divine power surging in Wu's body that day, and the mist that had been spreading slowly began to condense in an instant.

Just in the blink of an eye, three huge formations appeared on the lake.

The horrible aura immediately began to spread, but for a moment, the formation on the lake surface began to shine.

The three statues and Tianwu's water phase appeared above the water, surrounding the dragon king Ao Fan in mid-air.

"This is a clone!?"

At this time, Huang Long who was watching the battle suddenly changed his expression, watching this scene with a little horror. Even though he already had the cultivation of quasi-sage, he still had some difficulty understanding the scene before him.

With three identical water-phase clones, it is hard to say that Wu is really a saint this day! ?

And Qinghe on the side also changed his face slightly, muttering to himself: "With this power, the Dragon King is afraid of trouble."

It's just that Huang Long and Qing He are a little worried at this time, but Dragon King Ao Fan is watching this scene with interest.

With his eyes falling on the water phase exactly like Tian Wu, Long Wang Ao Fan suddenly chuckled.

"I thought it was a clone, but who knew it was a supernatural power?"

As soon as the voice fell, Wu's face was slightly cold that day, and all his eyes were staring at Dragon King Ao Fan. The four figures said in unison: "The time of death is approaching, are you still in the mood to laugh?"

After speaking, the four figures suddenly opened their arms, and the spiritual energy in their hands fluctuated, but for a moment, the spear formed by the power of the four water spirits aimed at the dragon king Ao Fan in the middle.

"Success!"

A roar sounded, the long spear condensed by the power of the four water spirits, Qi Qi stabbed towards Dragon King Ao Fan.

The mighty power has the power to tear the earth and the earth, whizzing towards the dragon king Ao Fan.

It's just that the spearhead was blocked by a sudden blue light before it reached the Dragon King Ao Fan's, even though a powerful wave of air spread.

Upon seeing this, Tian Wu's face suddenly changed, and a barrier was hurriedly propped up in front of him to barely block the air wave that spread in the middle.

Seeing this scene, Tian Wu's face sank as he manipulated the three avatars to put away the spear. After the water mist dissipated, he found that the dragon king Ao Fan had golden light on his body and was not injured at all.

His heart sank, Tian Wu once again stabbed at Dragon King Ao Fan!

While the spiritual power was raging, Tian Wu didn't even notice that the dragon power on the dragon king Ao Fan was fluctuating.

Seeing the spearhead, he stabbed Longwang Aofan, and Tian Wu had a look of excitement in his eyes, but the next second was sudden change.

The golden light on Dragon King Ao Fan's body condensed suddenly, and then countless golden lights bloomed, like chains, rolled towards the four spears.

Tian Wu only felt that his hand was tight, and then he was surprised to find that his spear was actually cracked by the dragon king Ao Fan's release of the rope.

Seeing this scene, Tianwu's heart suddenly shook. Before he could react, he suddenly noticed the terrifying pressure from above his head.

I don't know when, the Immortal Slaughter Sword hanging in the sky actually separated three sword shadows at this time, and Tian Wu's face suddenly changed when he saw it.

Amidst the supreme divine might, a red light flashed on the Immortal Slaughter Sword, and it was seen falling from the sky, falling straight towards Tian Wu and his own three water phases.

Seeing this scene, Tian Wu hurriedly set up the spear in his hand, and then there was a loud noise, and the air wave swept away in an instant, but in an instant the water on the lake was surrounded, and the Tianwu capital was tightly wrapped When I got up, I couldn't see what was going on inside.

"Is this a loss or a win?" Qinghe looked at this scene blankly at this time, and asked.

"The winner has not yet been determined." Huang Long shook his head and said.

Tianwu's breath has not disappeared, and it seems that he still has the power to fight.

As soon as the voice fell, the mist was instantly dispersed by a divine power. Above the lake, Tian Wu's three divine power clones had disappeared. At this time, Tian Wu's body was also scarred.

The five heads that originally existed had also been chopped off by the Dragon King Ao Fanqi at this time. The bloodstains all over his body were shocking.

Whether it is Huanglong or Qinghe, when have you ever seen such an embarrassed quasi-sage?

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, Long Wang Ao Fan coldly looked at Tian Wu who was seriously injured in front of him, and his eyes were full of sarcasm.

"Well, there is a certain number of who will die today?"

Tian Wu looked at the dragon king Ao Fan opposite with cold eyes, then his body shook suddenly, and he instantly knelt down on the lake.

However, after a short while, the blood flowing out of his body dyed the lake red.

The Slaughter Immortal Knife is still floating above Tian Wu's head at this time, and the faint killing power is circulating on the knife, and even the blood on Tian Wu's body is constantly turning into **** lines towards Slaughter Immortal The knife gathered in the past.

At this time, Tian Wu could clearly feel that the divine power in his body was constantly dissipating. If it hadn't been for the protection of the **** position in his body, he would have died just like that.

A wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. As an ancient god, it was really surprising that he would end up like this.

"Skills are not as good as others, my Tianwu defeat today by your Dragon King is not wrong."

After speaking fiercely, Tian Wu was still a little unconvinced, and said with a sneer: "After all, I am the God of Sishui established by the Heavenly Dao, you can't kill me!"

The position of the **** is transformed by the way of heaven, and he is blessed by the way of heaven. Even if the Dragon King can kill his own flesh, he cannot destroy his own spirit. When the time comes, this **** position will still be his own.

Ten thousand years later, with the help of the **** position, he can still condense the flesh and regain control of the **** position.

Only after Tian Wu finished speaking, he didn't see the expression on Long Wang Ao Fan, but looked at himself like an idiot.

"The people that this king wants to kill cannot be protected by Heaven."

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