The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

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"The scholar is so polite."

There was actually a hint of coquettishness in the cold voice, which made Tu Bo frown for a moment.

On the other hand, Sun Wukong was quite direct. He glanced at the scholar coldly and said coldly: "Disgusting."

As soon as he finished speaking, the down-and-out scholar stiffened and looked at Sun Wukong coldly.

The poor scholar turned his wrist, and the long sword in his hand was thrown out, stabbing Sun Wukong straight away.

Standing motionless, the long sword almost missed Sun Wukong's head and flew towards him.

He didn't intend to kill Sun Wukong, but he intended to return the sword.

The long sword went straight towards the general, and was about to fall into the hands of the general, but he found that the general's arm swung and knocked the long sword away hard.

The originally intact long sword was instantly covered with cracks after this blow and was completely shattered.

"The sword you held is dirty, I don't want it anymore."

Thinking of the cold voice, the down-and-out scholar suddenly turned ugly.

Taking a deep breath and remembering the reason for coming here today, the down-and-out scholar kept telling himself in his heart that things were important and he must not be angered to death by this person.

The slowly walking Gan Jiang looked Sun Wukong up and down, and then said in a cold tone: "Take me to find Huang Long."

The commanding tone was clearly revealed. After hearing this, Sun Wukong was immediately stunned.

"What if I don't?"

"Kill you, extract your essence and take it with me."

Sun Wukong chuckled, shook his head, and said, "Am I stupid or are you stupid?"

Tu Bo's face looked a little ugly at this time. His eyes were fixed on the general and the down-and-out scholar, and his spiritual power began to slowly fluctuate.

These two people are not ordinary ghost kings, almost immortal beings. Although they are only in the realm of Daluo Jinxian, they are not as simple as they seem.

Thinking of this, Tu Bo said coldly: "Who sent you here?"

"You wouldn't believe it if we said we came here ourselves, but I can tell you who sent us."

The down-and-out scholar looked at Tu Bo with a smile on his face and said calmly: "The Lord of the Netherworld."

A sneer appeared on Tu Bo's face and he said, "He is really a coward."

"What? You're not staying in the eighteenth level of the underworld anymore?"

The down-and-out scholar was not angry, he just smiled and said: "This matter is not within my scope. I can just kill you and go back to your life."

As he spoke, the down-and-out scholar moved his wrist, and a long sword as pale as a bone appeared from his sleeve.

A trace of cold air radiated from the white bone sword. The poor scholar's pale hand brushed the long sword, raised his wrist, and pointed it at Tu Bo.

"The same to you?"

At this moment, Sun Wukong turned to look at Gan Jiang with a curious look in his eyes.

"I just came here to see Huang Long. If you take me there, I can die more happily."

Hearing this, Sun Wukong suddenly became happy, chuckled, shook his head and said, "Where do you two get your confidence from?"

The down-and-out scholar and the general were stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting that Sun Wukong would say such a thing in this situation.

Didn't he know that the two of them were immortal?

In a dazed moment, Sun Wukong disappeared in an instant, and in a flash, he appeared in front of the general.

The sudden change shocked everyone. The general quickly retreated, and in the next second, several cold lights fell on the position where he had just stood.

Before Gan Jiang could see clearly what it was, there was another sound of breaking through the air beside him.

Turning his head to look, he saw that those shooting towards him were several stone pillars.

"Boom!" There was a loud sound, and a cloud of smoke and dust exploded from the side of the general.

The huge body rolled hard to one side and shook his head. The general was obviously a little dazed by the sudden attack.

The cold light in his eyes flashed away, and Ganjiang, who was steadying his body, suddenly stretched his hand to one side, and a black light lit up.

Pulling out a long sword from the black light out of thin air, Gan Jiang rushed towards Sun Wukong in a flash.

Seeing the two of them fighting together, the down-and-out scholar did not hesitate. With a wave of the bone sword in his hand, he took the Tubo directly.

"solid!"

Seeing the down-and-out scholar rushing toward him, Tu Bo faintly uttered a word, and in an instant, a stone wall appeared in front of him.

The bone sword instantly pierced the stone wall. A sneer appeared on the corner of the poor scholar's mouth, but it froze on his face the next second.

"How can it be!?"

With a cry of surprise, the down-and-out scholar was horrified to find that his bone sword was actually trapped on the stone wall.

In a stunned moment, the uncle behind the stone wall looked at the stagnant bone sword, and the golden light flashed in his eyes.

"now!"

There was another low roar, and the stone wall changed instantly, and a human face appeared on the stone wall in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this scene, the down-and-out scholar planned to abandon the sword, but found that his palm seemed to be stuck to the hilt of the sword, and he could not loosen it no matter what he did.

The expression of the down-and-out scholar finally changed, and the face on the stone wall became clearer and clearer. As the stone wall trembled, two thick stone arms stretched out from the stone wall, imprisoning the down-and-out scholar who had no time to escape. In place.

With a frown, the down-and-out scholar began to slowly change.

The body seemed to melt, turning into black liquid flowing out of the huge hands.

As if he had expected that the down-and-out scholar would use this move, a smile appeared on Tu Bo's face, and a sudden change occurred in the next second.

The black liquid flowing on the ground had not had time to condense, but a golden light shone from the ground.

"ah!"

A scream sounded, the golden light on the ground instantly became clear, and a formation expanded on the ground.

The down-and-out scholar who had planned to condense into shape only felt as if his soul was about to be torn into pieces.

There was a slight tremor in the cry of pain, but this did not relieve him much of the pain.

"Tu, Tu Bo!"

A roar rang out, and a face condensed into the black liquid, as if it was about to break away, but after struggling for a moment, it was still in vain.

"I have been hunting you for a hundred years. If I, the Ghost Emperor of the Four Directions, don't have any means to deal with you, wouldn't I be dead on top of you?"

There was a sneer, and Tu Bo clasped his hands together, looking at the struggling scholar with a sneer on his face.

"Let, let me go, I am willing to surrender to you!"

Recalling the hoarse and harsh voice, the down-and-out scholar finally felt the fear of death, and the feeling of suffocation made him a little frightened.

Ignoring the down-and-out scholar's cry for help, Tu Bo clenched his fists tightly after giving him a cold look.

I saw that the golden formation on the ground began to slowly gather together.

"ah!"

Along with a scream that penetrated the sky, the down-and-out scholar who was still struggling was completely swallowed up by the golden light in the blink of an eye.