The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Hearing what Tu Bo said, even Sun Wukong in his heart could not help but feel that something was wrong.

Why does this person sound so strong?

With a slight movement in his heart, Sun Wukong looked at Tu Bo and asked in a deep voice: "Based on these alone, there is still no way to determine what ability he has to eat the army of Dongyue Hell."

"Trapped."

A rather helpless voice came to mind, and I saw the uncle looking at Sun Wukong with a bitter look on his face, and after saying a strange word, he continued: "As long as this formation exists, the Nether God Lord will be invincible. ”

"What is this?" Sun Wukong said with a frown.

"This is a living formation in the fifth level of hell."

"A living formation?"

Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment. He obviously didn't expect that there would be alive formations in this world. Aren't these things all dead?

Seeing the doubtful look on Sun Wukong's face, Tu Bo said: "This formation is the transformation of the Netherworld Heavenly Way that the Netherworld God has understood. It is constantly changing and its position is uncertain, so it is called a living formation."

With a trace of fear in his eyes, Tu Bo shook his head and said: "This formation has the ability to trap the sky. Back then, the empress was trapped in the formation and almost died. At that time, the empress was already a saint."

Sun Wukong frowned when he heard that the Nether Lord had the strength to kill the saint.

Tu Bo ignored Sun Wukong's reaction. In his opinion, the top priority was to tell Huang Long and others about the matter to avoid any mistakes.

After all, this formation is extremely dangerous. If you don't pay attention to it, you will be seriously injured even if you don't die.

After the two looked at each other, Sun Wukong said: "This matter cannot be delayed. I have to rush to the camp ahead as soon as possible."

Tu Bo nodded slightly, his eyes fell on the general again, his eyes flashed, and he said: "How to deal with this person?"

"Take it with you, I'm afraid it might be of use."

After Sun Wukong thought for a moment, he stretched out one hand and lifted out the general trapped in the middle. With a flash of light from his hand, he instantly locked the general unable to move.

The two men took the locked general with them, and with a flicker of their bodies, they turned into two rays of golden light and fled away.

…

Among the Dongyue Underworld camp, huge military camps are arranged on the wasteland.

It didn't seem so relaxed in the Chinese army's tent. Wei Qing, who was frowning, looked at the slowly rotating ball of light in front of him, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.

At this moment, a person walked into the military tent, it was Huo Qubing.

"Still watching?"

Huo Qubing felt a little surprised when he saw Wei Qing staring at the ball without moving.

The name of this object is Dikunyi, which was sent by Zhang Yi from the Three Religions Underworld. It can monitor the fluctuation of spiritual power in the direction.

Wei Qing has been staring at this thing for a day, and it is really hard for people to understand that he is still looking at it now.

Upon hearing the inquiry, Wei Qing slowly raised his head and said, "This thing has been running continuously. It is obviously affected by something, and the speed is getting faster and faster."

Huo Qubing smiled slightly and said, "So what? Just kill the person who comes, why do you need so much trouble?"

Wei Qing shook his head and said: "It's not worth killing one person alone. This time the Western Sect has massively gathered troops in the fifth level of the underworld. It is obviously a big move. We will try our best to complete the victory in one battle."

Huo Qubing nodded, and then said: "I heard that Master Yujian will personally attend this battle?"

A smile appeared on Wei Qing's face, and then he said: "Yes, this time not only Master Yujian, but also the Immortal King and others will come."

"The generals gathered together, not only to hold down the formation, but I'm afraid something else is going to happen."

Hearing this, Huo Qubing's eyes were so bright that anyone with a discerning eye would know what he was thinking.

It's just a competition to see whose magic power is stronger.

Wei Qing had no intention of participating in these matters. He just laughed and shook his head without saying anything else.

At this moment, a strong pressure suddenly came from outside the military tent. After Wei Qing and Huo Qubing looked at each other, they both saw the horror in each other's eyes.

It is true that Cao Cao and Cao Cao are here. This person just finished talking about the Immortal King Cao Cao and others, but now they are here.

The two walked out of the military tent and saw a white light in the sky, slowly landing on the ground. It was clear that the Immortal King and others had arrived at the former army camp.

Looking at Wei Qing and the other two, the Immortal King Cao Cao and others bowed their hands and said, "I have seen the general."

Wei Qing bowed his hands and let everyone into the tent.

Everyone was standing in rows, with little expression on their faces. On the contrary, they were extremely calm, not even half as nervous as they should have been before the battle.

The people present were all people who had been fighting for their entire lives. They were naturally much calmer than ordinary people at this time.

Zhuanxian King Cao Cao turned to look at Zhuanyang King Liu Bei next to him, and asked: "Xuande, what are your thoughts on this battle?"

Upon hearing the inquiry, Liu Bei was stunned for a moment, then his eyes fell on the Di Kun Yi. After pondering for a moment, he said: "It seems that something has not appeared yet."

As soon as the words fell, there was a silence in the tent. Lu Su, the general of the army sitting on one side, frowned slightly, and then said: "This thing keeps turning, which shows that the things used by Western religions are always moving, and there is no movement." There is no trail to follow.”

"What Zijing said is true. The war is coming, and there are still things we can't see through. This is not a good sign."

After Cao Cao pondered for a moment, he looked up at Wei Qing and said, "Do you know when Master Yujian will come here?"

Wei Qing shook his head. Master Yu Jian's whereabouts were uncertain. Even if he knew he was coming here, he only received the news a month ago.

He really didn't know where Lord Yujian was at the moment.

There was a moment of silence in the big tent, everyone was obviously thinking about what this thing was. Perhaps only Lord Yujian had the ability to know where this thing came from.

Just when everyone was deep in thought, a voice suddenly sounded outside the military tent.

"What? You all look sad?"

As soon as the words fell, everyone in the military tent suddenly showed a smile on their faces, obviously knowing who was coming.

The curtain of the big tent slowly opened, and a middle-aged man in white walked in from outside the tent, with a smile on his face as warm as the spring breeze.

Everyone stood up hurriedly and bowed to the visitor: "I have seen the venerable one!"

The person who came was none other than Huang Long, the sword-wielding master who had been elusive in the Netherworld.

The war was about to begin. They gathered together and received Huang Long's decree, but they had never seen Huang Long appear. Many people even saw Huang Long for the first time.

After glancing at the reactions of the people around him, Huang Long smiled slightly and said, "I have returned to Zhenxi Dragon Palace to keep you guys waiting for a long time."

After saying that, his eyes fell on Di Kunyi, and a smile appeared on his lips: "It seems that you are stumped by this unknown thing?"