Dragon Warrior

"Father, you have found a treasure now!" Xiao Huo groped for a while, and after confirming the approximate range, he said excitedly through voice transmission.

With a thought in Wu Yi's mind, the mirage's mouth slowly opened, spewed out a blue mist, and spit out the little fire, and he also retracted his consciousness and returned to his body. The huge rock hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground.

The mirage beast has not yet activated its intelligence, and has lived underground for a long time. Its actions and thinking are a little slow, but it is not particularly dull. Under Wu Yi's repeated training, it does not need a soul host, but only needs to transmit a divine thought, and it can make In response, even Ao Yeshuo went in to experience it, and the effect was unexpectedly good, and the plan of running thousands of miles was finally possible to implement.

"Xiao Yi, you... Come here quickly, and tell me carefully, what happened on this trip to the polar region? You kid actually rose to three levels overnight, almost catching up with my thousand-year penance, This is too weird!" Ao Yeshuo asked curiously after seeing Wu Yi put the mirage back into the Golden Cauldron, he couldn't wait to pull him aside.

Martial arts cultivation is a path that goes against the sky. The more you break through to the later stage, the more difficult it is. In the early stage of forging the gods, it is already very difficult to turn the emptiness into reality with the power of spiritual consciousness. In the early days, the power of divine consciousness turned form into substance and became a spirit body that truly existed in the sea of ​​divine consciousness. It is rare, and without exception, it will take a long time.

But all these rules and laws are completely invalid for Wu Yi. From turning the virtual into reality, to turning the form into quality, he completed the two important levels in one step. After one year, you can enter the realm of transforming gods, and within ten years, you can reach the realm of god kings.

At this moment, there are only Ao Yeshuo and Xiao Huo in the conference hall, both of whom are his close relatives, so there is no need to hide it, so he lost himself in the illusion, almost fell into madness, inspired the magic power of the Soul Eater Orb, and was finally killed by the white-haired old man. The ancestor gave up his life to save him, and gave him a general account of the process of selflessly passing on the power of the soul and his life's insights to him.

After hearing this, Ao Yeshuo fell into a long silence. He thought it was an easy task that could be easily captured, but he didn't expect Wu Yi to go around the ghost gate again, and he paid such a terrible price. Even the seal of Dragon Ball The dragon mark has also collapsed, so they lost their biggest reliance against Ao Huazang, even if they surrendered the mirage beast, it seemed meaningless.

"Xiao Yi, now we have no choice but to attack. Hua Zang thought I was tossing in the abyss of crime, but he didn't take it to heart. When he thinks about it and mobilizes heavy troops to besiege, there is no chance at all. No more, so we have to make a quick decision. Don't worry, the ancestor is gone, and the uncle will help you support it. It is still according to the original plan. I will delay Huazang, and you will take Heishuicheng, and then come and help me. Even if I risk my life, I still want him to be seriously injured, when the time comes, you will rush up and take the opportunity to kill him." Ao Yeshuo adjusted his emotions and comforted him.

Wu Yi nodded and said: "Since the flag has been raised, there is no room for turning back. The fighter plane cannot be delayed. We will go out in three days, but uncle is still responsible for the siege of the city. As for boiling Huazang, leave it to Nephew will do."

"No... This is absolutely not possible. You are the commander of the legion. If you lead the siege, it will be more able to unite the hearts of the people. Besides, although you have made a breakthrough now, compared with Ao Huazang, it is still far behind. If you and him Fighting against each other is undoubtedly a dead end, you are the future master of the East China Sea, you can't take such a big risk." Ao Yeshuo flatly refused.

"If I can't even handle Hua Zang, how can I take on the important task of being the Lord of the East China Sea? Uncle, I know you are worried that I will be in danger, but I have already considered this matter." Wu Yi was very firm, This is his journey, and he must complete it independently. From the moment the white-haired ancestor died, he had already made a decision in his heart.

Ao Yeshuo patiently dissuaded: "You have this courage and determination, the old uncle is very pleased, but the enemy is in front of you, you can't be arrogant, you are not only the hope of the revival of the dragon clan, but also the hope of hundreds of millions of East China Sea aquariums who have been oppressed and bullied." , since we hold high the banner of the Dragon God, we must be responsible for those aquariums who are willing to follow us. I have been trapped in the deep sea for eight hundred years, and my heart is already ashamed. You are worthy of the Dragon Clan and worthy of the East China Sea, so stop being stubborn."

"Back then, my lord mother imprisoned you in the deep sea in order to unify the monster clan. During the past eight hundred years, the suffering and torture you have suffered are unimaginable to outsiders. Now that you have finally been rescued, you have not had time to make up for it. How can you let me go? You take me to fight against powerful enemies again? If there is really someone who will die with Ao Huazang, it will be me, not you!" Wu Yi emphasized his tone, and he always valued his relatives, lovers, and brothers. His own life is still important, what's more, his heart is full of guilt for Ao Yeshuo, and it is absolutely impossible for him to be in danger again.

There was a warm current in Ao Yeshuo's heart. Wu Yi's filial piety relieved the suffering he had suffered for eight hundred years, and there was no resentment and unwillingness in his heart. However, Wu Yiyue was like this, the more he couldn't retreat, his face sank immediately, and he said with a flick of his sleeve: "Okay... don't talk about these useless things, you kid wants to challenge Ao Huazang, first you win and I'll talk!"

"Give me three days. After three days, I will prove it to you. Xiao Huo will be a witness for us. Don't your uncle and grandpa play tricks on me again!" Wu Yi responded confidently.

"Ah... this task is too exciting! But I like it, no problem, it must be fair, just, and open!" Xiaohuo seemed extraordinarily excited, patted his chest and promised.

"Haha...hahahaha...you are stubborn and crazy enough, you are indeed the inheritor of the golden blood, don't worry, three days later, when the army sets out, you and I will confront each other in front of ten thousand warriors of the Dragon War Legion , whoever wins is the caller, and whoever loses can only obediently obey the order, just as a warm-up before the big battle, and it will also open the eyes of those bastards!" Ao Ye laughed brightly, not because of Wu Yi's Frivolous and angry, but extraordinarily happy, if you want to become a true leader and overlord, you need this fearless courage and determination.

"Grandpa, you have to be careful. Dad's breakthrough this time is very different from the past. In short, it's very abnormal." Xiao Huo reminded very unkindly from the side.