The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

The Dragon King wants to ennoble the eighteen palace princes of Netherworld, and Huang Long is the one to execute it.

Looking at Jiang Ziwen in front of him, Huang Long's eyes were full of curiosity. Not surprisingly, this person was the first prince appointed by the Dragon Emperor.

"Sword Master!?"

Jiang Ziwen looked curious and looked at Huang Long in front of him blankly. For a moment, he was not sure whether what this person said was true or false.

Seeing Jiang Ziwen's appearance, Huang Long smiled slightly and said, "I come from Zhenhai Dragon Palace."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Ziwen came back to his senses instantly and looked at the other person in disbelief.

Lord Yujian may have some doubts, but when it comes to Zhenhai Dragon Palace, he already knows where it is.

The Dragon Temple worshiped by the people came from Zhenhai Dragon Palace.

After knowing Huang Long's identity, Jiang Ziwen's face suddenly became happy, then he bowed and said, "I have met the immortal master."

Huang Long smiled, nodded slightly and said, "You are a person with deep immortality, but the time has not come yet. If you want to become an immortal, you have to follow me."

Hearing that he had a deep connection with the immortal world, Jiang Ziwen suddenly became happy.

After rubbing his hands, he said impatiently: "It doesn't matter, I am blessed to be able to follow the immortal master."

Hearing what the other party said, Huang Long smiled slightly and was not in a hurry. Instead, he waved one hand and a golden light shot out.

A token with a dragon's head engraved on it appeared and slowly stopped in front of Jiang Ziwen.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Ziwen's heart moved, but Huang Long didn't say anything, and Jiang Ziwen didn't dare to take it.

"This thing is the dragon order. Keep it. It will protect your life in this netherworld. When you succeed, it will be the time when you become an immortal."

When Jiang Ziwen heard this, he quickly and carefully put away the dragon order in front of him, feeling very excited in his heart.

I really have a deep connection with immortality!

After Jiang Ziwen put away the dragon order, Huang Long withdrew his gaze and looked not far ahead. When Jiang Ziwen saw this, his heart couldn't help but move.

Because there was a person walking slowly in the distance, but he couldn't see clearly.

"Master Immortal, who is this person?"

As soon as Jiang Ziwen asked, he saw Huang Long shook his head and said, "It has nothing to do with you."

After saying that, he waved his arm, and a cold light shot out in an instant, speeding towards the figure in the distance.

When Jiang Ziwen was still confused at this time, he saw Huang Long making a move instantly, and couldn't help but be stunned.

While he was feeling frightened in his heart, the cold light that shot out quickly had already reached the person.

"Hey!" sounded out, and a sword was thrust in front of the man, and the man stopped instantly.

"If you don't move forward, I will pretend that I haven't seen you today."

Huang Long's voice came, and the man's eyes fell on the long sword that was submerged in the ground in front of him, with a thoughtful look on his face.

After an unknown amount of time, the man stood motionless in front of the sword, and even Huang Long frowned.

Just when Jiang Ziwen was confused, the man finally made a move and raised his steps, but did not change the direction, but stepped across the sword.

Seeing this scene, Huang Long immediately sneered.

With a move of his two fingers, several rays of cold light shot out from his side and stabbed towards the man.

"Buzz!"

Seeing that the sword light was about to stab the opponent, a golden light appeared out of thin air in front of the man, blocking all the long swords.

"You are quite capable. No wonder the leader of the Western Sect would send you here."

The person who came was Ksitigarbha of Western religion. He thought that since he entered the netherworld, he had been searching everywhere in this netherworld, but he found that the person who was destined to be catastrophic was hidden by heaven.

Just think about it and you will know what the problem is, but Ksitigarbha has no evidence in his hands.

Now that Jiang Ziwen, whom he had taken a liking to, was taken over by Huang Long, Ksitigarbha naturally would not give up so easily.

With a calm look in his eyes, Ksitigarbha looked at Jiang Ziwen behind Huang Long and said, "This person is the person I want to convert in the Western religion."

"You say yes, where do you put my Zhenhai Dragon Palace?"

Huang Long sneered and pushed forward with his palm. The long sword in front of Jizo, which was blocked by the golden light, suddenly became brighter and was sent forward in the blink of an eye.

"Crack~" sounded, and the golden light barrier in front of Ksitigarbha was actually pierced by the yellow dragon.

Even so, Jizo's face still looked calm and showed no signs of nervousness.

A cold light flashed, and the long sword passed by Jizo without any obstruction. With just one move, a blood mark appeared on Jizo's face.

Although it was very shallow, the scar was only caused by the Huanglong sword energy, and the sword blade did not fall on Jizo's body.

After whispering the instruction, the scars on Ksitigarbha's face suddenly emitted a golden light, and then began to close in the blink of an eye.

Huang Long's eyes narrowed slightly as he watched this scene, and he became a little curious. The Western Sect has produced some difficult people over the past few thousand years.

Huang Long was a little surprised, but Jiang Ziwen was already horrified.

Who would have thought that one day he would be able to see the duel between gods and immortals. Even if what happened today was a dream, it would be considered complete for him.

I saw that Ksitigarbha had just repaired the scars on his face, and golden light appeared in his eyes.

Golden light surged from his body, and a huge golden statue appeared behind Ksitigarbha.

In just an instant, the holy meaning spread, sweeping away the surrounding ghostly energy, and even Jiang Ziwen, who was not within the range, felt a little uncomfortable.

Looking quietly at the golden body that appeared, Huang Long sneered, his eyes full of disdain.

A mere dharma body is like defeating him. Does he look down on himself or the Zhenhai Dragon Palace?

The Huanglong waved one hand, and a white light lit up. As the white light disappeared, a huge long sword appeared in front of everyone.

As soon as the long sword appeared, Ksitigarbha was stunned for a moment, and then his brows furrowed.

An unedged sword? What did Huang Long do with this thing?

The next second, I saw the yellow dragon holding the giant sword with both hands, his eyes flashed, and the aura of the yellow dragon suddenly changed.

"open!"

With a loud shout, the yellow dragon raised the giant tower above his head with both hands, and then dropped it heavily, and saw a breeze blowing by.

On the originally peaceful wasteland, the Netherworld Qi suddenly became violent, and the sword Qi that was slashed out had already condensed halfway.

A long sword like a phantom, the sword energy pressed towards Ksitigarbha like a mountain.

In just a moment, Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha pinched a magic formula with one hand, and then saw the magic body grabbing towards the sword energy.

"idiot."

Huang Long looked at this scene and sneered. The next second, the sword energy dissipated after touching the dharma body.

As if being blocked and offset by the dharma body, Jiang Ziwen, who was watching from the side, was already stunned and didn't know what words to use to describe the scene in front of him.

Ksitigarbha was still standing motionless when suddenly a breeze blew by, and countless cracks suddenly broke out in the Dharmakaya behind Ksitigarbha, and then completely dissipated.