The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Yu Hua's hand movement stiffened, and after hesitating for a while, he got up and walked into the cave.

In the cave at this time, Yu Yuan dressed in Tsing Yi slowly opened his eyes and looked at the disciple Yu Hua who walked in. His eyes fell on Yu Hua's **** arm, and his brows suddenly frowned.

"Why hurt like this?"

Yu Yuan had just meditated in the cave mansion, and he just smelled the blood and blood. He knew that his disciple Yu Hua was injured back, but he didn't expect the injury to be so serious.

Hearing Master’s question, Yu Hua instantly fell to his knees on the ground, crying and said: "Enlighten Master, the disciples are now stationed at Baoshuiguan, and the army of Xiqi is backed up by the disciples who are behind them to attack Baoshui Guan, the disciple stopped, and just repelled the Chong Hei Tiger, he was accidentally beaten by Jiang Ziya with a magic weapon, and the Soul Slaughter Banner was snatched by Jiang Ziya."

"What!?" Yu Yuan's expression suddenly changed, and his expression instantly became gloomy.

"Although there are some conflicts between our three religions, there has never been a case of seizing the same magic weapon. This Jiang Ziya is the magic weapon to **** you, clearly intends to kill you! There are also those who worship the black tiger and are unfaithful. , Interpretation teaches to protect him from success!?"

At this time, Yu Yuan's face suddenly changed, and his eyes were full of chill.

"Shanjiao dare to do this kind of thing, they are trying to shame!" After angrily cursed.

Seeing Yu Hua’s face extremely pale, Yu Yuan frowned and waved with one hand. A glaze instantly enveloped Yu Hua’s arm. It was just a blink of an eye. The injury on Yu Hua’s arm was mostly healed, but the wound remained. exist.

"This Jiang Ziya uses an innate magic weapon. You still need to raise your wound for a few days." Yu Yuan also said.

Judging from the appearance of his own disciple, it was obvious that he could no longer fight, but the enmity could not be forgotten. At this time, Yu Yuan felt that he had to go to this water barrier.

Jiang Ziya relied on his cultivation base to kill his disciples, which is tolerable or unbearable!

Thinking of this, Yu Yuan carried his hands on his back, and said in a cold voice: "I will take a trip as a teacher, I want to see what Jiang Ziya is capable of. He actually dared to protect the evildoer and hurt the poor. Disciple!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Hua's eyes suddenly flickered, and he said: "Disciple obey orders!"

As soon as the voice fell, I saw Yu Yuan's side with clouds and mist, a golden-eyed five-cloud camel walked out slowly, Yu Yuan sat on the mount, and drove Yu Hua towards Bangshuiguan.

In the Biyou Palace, the Lord Tongtian opened his eyes suddenly, and the light flashed in his eyes, his eyes fell in the direction of that Bangshuiguan, and his expression became difficult to look.

"Can't you avoid it after all?"

Hearing Master muttering in a low voice, Daobao Taoist couldn't help but was taken aback. After thinking about it, he asked, "Master, is there something going on?"

I saw the Lord Tongtian shook his head, his expression a little lonely.

I tried my best to imprison my disciple in his cave, but after all, he couldn't control the fate, and there was no way to escape this killing.

It was a sign that Xian Yu Yuan left Penglai Island in a hurry, and his plan failed after all.

If it hadn't been for Dao Ancestor's intervention, he would have used force to protect the disciples, but he obviously couldn't do this now.

The secret of heaven should not be revealed, and the Master Tongtian felt uncomfortable at this time.

Seeing the appearance of Master Master Tongtian, Daobao Taoist was stunned. After thinking about it, he didn't continue to ask, but he also faintly felt that something was wrong.

"Could it be that someone in the door wants to kill the robbery?" A ray of light flashed in the eyes of Taobao Taoist, and he instantly understood the joints.

Now that the land of Kyushu is in chaos, and the tribulation of the gods has begun, at this time, it is possible to make the master look like this, I am afraid that this is the only thing.

Thinking of this, it was the quasi-sage body of the Taobao Taoist, and felt a little uneasy in his heart.

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In the Zhenhai Dragon Palace, Ao Fan, the dragon king, has recently become obsessed with chess. He stays in the harem all day, playing chess with his concubine. At this time, Fairy Biyun, who is sitting opposite, drops the chess piece, looking up at Ao Fan curiously. Go, seeing that it hasn't settled for a long time, can't help but feel a little confused.

Reaching out his hand to poke Qing Yun, who was concentrating on chess, Fairy Biyun gave him a wink. Qing Yun understood her heart, and leaned forward with a chuckle, leaning in front of Ao Fan.

Seeing that his face was almost sticking to Ao Fan's face, there was still no reaction, Qing Yun couldn't help but become curious.

"My lord, what do you think?"

A soft voice sounded, and Ao Fan recovered in an instant, looking at Qingyun close at hand, he couldn't help but was taken aback, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and Ao Fan instantly kissed Qingyun's cheek.

This sudden burst made Qing Yun's pretty face instantly flushed red, and his body quickly shrank back, and Fairy Biyun, who was sitting opposite, suddenly looked at Dragon King Ao Fan somewhat speechlessly.

"They are all saints, why are they still so inconsistent?"

Under the heaven, the sage's harem and several confidantes, Ao Fan has this ability, and now he is not honest in playing chess.

Looking at the blushing blue cloud, Ao Fan smiled slightly, and said, "Sages are also humans. It is the stone that cuts off all the emotions and desires. It is the three saints of the Three Sects. If they were not greedy, why would there be this seal today? God's catastrophe? Even Dao ancestors can't escape the common customs."

"Tell me some wrong things." Fairy Biyun shook his head and said with a laugh. Then he looked at Ao Fan and asked, "What were you thinking about?"

"No." Ao Fan shook his head, and then said: "It's just a feeling. The leader of Tongtian made up the hole for a long time. As a result, the educator didn't even need the **** and completely tore it. The leader of Tongtian was wishful thinking, now It's also in vain."

Hearing this, Fairy Biyun was taken aback for a moment, and then said with some doubts: "Is the interpretation started?"

I saw Ao Fan nodded slowly and said with a smile: "The disciple of Our Lady of the Golden Spirit is rushing to Boshuiguan to avenge his disciple. Jiang Ziya is probably in trouble."

Together with the Great Tribulation of the Gods, the most unhappy is the Master of Heaven. He wants to cover his disciples who look like precious with a cloth full of patches at the price of his own. Who knows that the evangelism would not even be intercepted by the cloth. Up.

The first is to seize the treasure, and then the murder. This interpretation and teaching can be described as a black heart and two-handed preparation, but also embarrassing the master of heaven, after all, it has not blocked this hole.

When Yu Yuan went to Bangshuiguan, he was afraid that the last fig leaf for intercepting and explaining the teaching was not guaranteed. Thinking of this, Ao Fan dropped the flag in his hand with a smile.

In just an instant, a light burst on the chessboard, and on the chessboard, most of the black stones held by Fairy Biyun disappeared in an instant.

Looking at this scene in a daze, Fairy Biyun couldn't imagine that he had lost again. Just as he was dazed, Ao Fan's laughter came.

"Lady, you have lost again. You promised this king, you can do it tonight!"

As soon as the voice fell, I saw Fairy Biyun's complexion suddenly turned red, and Qing Yun who was sitting on the side raised her head and glanced at Fairy Biyun quietly, and his face turned red.

Looking at Ao Fan again, he was already laughing and walking outside.

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