Evolution from White Snake

Lin Bai suddenly looked strange.

The corners of his mouth raised and he smiled slightly.

"Why are you laughing? Seriously, is this your attitude towards a real dragon?"

Master Zilong yelled loudly.

Then, he transformed, and there was an explosion in the sky.

Purple clouds filled the sky for thousands of miles, and then among the purple clouds.

A purple-gold divine dragon with a length of thousands of miles poked its head out of it and made its debut!

This purple-gold dragon's whole body is covered with purple-gold scales, and it looks so majestic with its teeth and claws.

Dragon power swept across the world, and the mighty voice of Zhenren Zilong resounded throughout the land.

This vision directly alarmed several true immortals of the first level of calamity who were cultivating nearby.

"Look, that's Zhenren Zilong. Why did he show his true form?"

"This guy is not easy to mess with. Last time, a newcomer from the first level was pushed to the ground and rubbed by him because he called him a little insect. A hundred times."

"Yes, there is no other way. Who can make Master Zilong become a real dragon?"

"Isn't that right? Real dragons can do whatever they want. It is said that when the real purple dragon came to the first level, he directly used the avenue of innate fire and the avenue of gold to kill alive a loose immortal who tried to take advantage of his dragon beads. He was beaten to death and eaten, and he was still acting in self-defense, so the law enforcers couldn’t say anything.”

"That newcomer is miserable. He shouldn't mess with Master Zilong. In our world, except for those old antiques who have clearly broken through but are still refusing to go to the top, who doesn't know that Master Zilong is the most powerful person in First Level?" One of the strongest ones."

"I have already sent a message to Huang Tianzun, the law enforcer of the First Heaven. I hope that his old man will come to mediate, so that no lives will be lost. The war on the front line is tight now, and we cannot afford internal friction."

"Zhenren Zilong, just teach him a little lesson. Isn't it because his home is gone? Just find a place with strong fairy spirit. Don't go too far."

These people were talking a lot, some reporting to the "Tianzun" of the first heaven, and some trying to break up the fight.

Above the sky, looking at the true immortals with expressions of admiration or envy, Master Zilong looked proud, his huge dragon head puffing out purple smoke.

Of course he will not kill anyone. Now the strongest people in the immortal world have ordered that it is forbidden to kill the true immortals of the dragon and snake camp in the thirty-sixth heaven.

But it’s okay to give him a proper lesson. What’s more, the other party blew up my own house, so it’s reasonable for me to beat him up, right?

Thinking of this, he looked at Lin Bai.

Did you find that asshole still laughing?

Why isn't he afraid? A rookie in the fairy world, facing a real dragon at this moment, facing himself, shouldn't he be very afraid under normal circumstances?

Why does it feel like this bastard looks so happy?

"I said, what are you laughing at?"

"How happy you are smiling now, how miserable you will cry when you are rubbed by me a hundred times."

The purple dragon claws of Zhenren Zilong pressed down from the sky.

The huge claws covering thousands of miles in radius covered the sky and the sun, the earth was shaking, and the onlookers stayed away. The force of the grip was so terrifying!

Lin Bai smiled happily.

Looking at the terrifying claw, he stretched out his right arm.

Clap it out with one palm!

boom!

The purple clouds in the sky shattered, and the face of Master Zilong changed drastically.

Because, he saw a frost-white dragon claw covering thousands of miles, surrounding himself and the world.

"I usually don't laugh unless I can't help it. The reason why I laugh is because I think of happy things."

"I am also...a dragon."