The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Xiqi Daying

A stream of light fell in an instant, and after the light dissipated, there were several Lu Ya Taoists who went to Bangshuiguan. Upon seeing this, Jiang Ziya hurried forward.

"how is it?"

"Yu Yuan is dead."

Hearing this news, Jiang Ziya suddenly showed a smile on his face, just looking at his senior brothers with a solemn face at this time, and he couldn't help but be taken aback.

"Yu Yuan is dead, why is brother still unhappy?"

"Huh! The people in Zhenhai Dragon Palace are here, how can they be happy?"

Master Taiyi snorted, his expression full of anger. Looking at this scene, Jiang Ziya was stunned, staring at Master Taiyi in a daze, and asked.

"The people from Zhenhai Dragon Palace are here?"

In a moment of effort, Jiang Ziya suddenly felt a little uneasy. The people in Zhenhai Dragon Palace were at Baoshuiguan, so how could there always be an ominous premonition in his mind?

"The Pingtian God of Zhenhai Dragon Palace and the Huntian God will have long been prepared, and Yu Yuan's spirit has been robbed by them." Fearful and helpless said.

"What?" Jiang Ziya's complexion suddenly changed. Counting from the beginning of the cutting of the business, no one of the educators was included in the list of gods, and the essence of Yu Yuan was also snatched away.

"There is still hope for attacking the city right now. Huang Feihu's luck is far more than Yu Yuan. If Huang Feihu is held in his hand, it can be lower by over a hundred Yuan."

Hearing Taoist Lu Ya said this, Jiang Ziya and others' expressions suddenly brightened, only Jiang Ziya's expression was shocked, and then said: "I'm going to transfer troops, and I will rescue Huang Feihu from Bangshuiguan!"

After speaking, he saw Jiang Ziya turn around and leave, and began to dispatch troops.

But Jiang Ziya and others did not know that Huang Feihu had been taken out by Ping Tian and rushed to Xiqi Daying outside Sanshan Pass to meet his family.

Without the support of the immortal family, Baoshuiguan couldn't stop the Xiqi army at all. After a great battle, the Chaoge army had already lost more than half.

Looking at the dilapidated city, Han Rong knew that the situation was over, and planned to let his two sons leave. It was just that before Han Sheng and Han Bian had time to lead out, they were shot and killed by Chong Heihu.

Watching his white-haired man sending off the black-haired man, Han Rong was furious, and led the remaining remnants to start rushing, helplessly outnumbered, and ultimately beheaded by the Chong Hei Tiger.

After Boshui Pass was breached, the Xiqi army swarmed into the city, but Huang Feihu's whereabouts were not found.

Trapped in Boshui for more than a month, Jiang Ziya looked at the spirit of Han Rong in his hand, and couldn't help but sighed.

"After a lot of work, only one person finally made the list, and I don't know how to explain it to the teacher."

Hearing Jiang Ziya's sigh, the real Taiyi on the side shook his head and said, "It's okay, there are so many disciples in the school, and they will always fill it."

As he said, he saw the cold light flickering in the eyes of the real Taiyi, making people feel a little bit afraid. Taoist Lu Ya on the side looked at the empty cell in front of him, feeling quite uncomfortable in his heart.

Zhenhai Dragon Palace counts everything in front of him. I don't know when this situation will change. As long as he thinks of Longwang Aofan, Taoist Lu Ya will have a headache.

...

Zhenhai Dragon Palace, in the Dragon Palace Hall.

At this time, Dragon King Ao Fan sat high on the dragon seat, with golden light flowing in front of him, and a scroll slowly floated in front of Dragon King Ao Fan. At this time, Ao Fan was still holding a jade pen in his hand.

The white lotus beside her body was concentrating on grinding, and every time she turned the jade in her hand, a piece of spiritual energy radiated from the ink plate.

And the blood-red blood ink in the ink plate turned with Bai Lian's hand at this time, and the only trace of evil gradually dissipated.

After a while, the blood ink gradually turned into gold.

Seeing that the ink studied in the ink plate had turned into golden color, Bai Lian said softly: "Master, the ink has been developed."

"Ok."

He responded softly, and then saw Ao Fan's pen dipped in the ink plate, and then he picked up the pen to write on the scroll.

After Ao Fan wrote his first name, Chonghouhu, on the scroll, a golden light flashed on the scroll, and the power of heaven was swept away in an instant.

Bai Lian, who was standing by her side, was a little curious, wondering why her husband would write the name of Chonghou Tiger on it first, but before she knew it, she saw the second name appeared on the scroll.

Seeing that Yu Yuan, the disciple of the cut, Bai Lian couldn't help but sigh softly.

"What? Curious?" Ao Fan asked with a smile, but didn't look back.

"Why does the king want to write the disciples of Jiu Jiao on this list of gods?" Bai Lian asked the doubts in her heart. Chonghouhu is okay, Yu Yuan himself really didn't understand.

"Oh, you don't understand." The Dragon King chuckled and shook his head, nodded with the pen in front of the Conferred God List, and explained: "This is the Death List, and it is the ranking of the dead in the Conferred Gods. There is no restriction on identity, Yu Yuan's strong luck makes him a good seed."

"Besides, isn't it the job that the master of the Tongtian Sect is doing? The disciples are so outstanding, and the number is considerable. This heavenly temple is simply tailor-made for him. This king is just helping him. He has to thank this king. "

When Ao Fan said so, Bai Lian was taken aback for a moment, then covered her mouth and chuckled.

"The king said that everything was right, it was because his concubines were stupid. It turns out that this list of gods still has such a claim."

Shaking his head and letting out a laugh, he saw that the dragon king Aofan put the pen aside after writing Yu Hua's name again on the Conferred God List.

"Put away this meritorious golden pearl, then you can withdraw, and you will come back later."

When Bai Lian heard the words, he bowed and bowed, and then walked towards the harem holding the ink plate and jade pen. For a time, only the Dragon King was left in the hall.

After blowing a sigh of relief at the Conferred God List, he saw Dragon King Ao Fan wave with one hand, and the Conferred God List followed by a scroll, and then it turned into a streamer and disappeared.

At this moment, a pressure suddenly came from outside the hall, and it swept across the entire Zhenhai Dragon Palace in just a moment. It is impressively the power of a saint.

It was just a little strange that there was no reaction in the Dragon Palace, and even no sound came out.

Feeling the coercion, there was a breath of hard work to suppress the anger, the dragon king Ao Fan suddenly felt happy, with a smile on his face, and then with a wave of one hand, a dragon power was released in an instant, and the coercion was released. Blocked it back.

"Those who come are not fake, but it doesn't mean that the king dare not use a knife to kill you!"

As soon as the voice fell, I saw that the previously unfolded power was instantly taken away, as if it had never appeared before, and then I saw a figure appearing at the entrance of the hall, Ao Fan's eyes fell on that figure, and he couldn't help but chuckle.

"This person just can't help but talk, this king has just mentioned the leader. You have come to this king's dragon palace. I don't know what matters to the leader of Tongtian?"

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