The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Sun Wukong has never seen the golden lotus taught by the West. Although he has heard before that this object is a magic weapon that can transform others, this is the first time he has seen it.

As soon as the golden lotus appeared, Sun Wukong raised his eyebrows. He always felt that the spiritual energy on the golden lotus was a bit strange.

After a moment's hesitation, a light flashed in his eyes, and his originally ordinary eyes turned into a pair of golden eyes.

Under the blazing eyes, all evil has nowhere to escape. As soon as Sun Wukong started to use it, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

"This is!?"

With a low cry, Sun Wukong's voice instantly attracted many people.

After hearing this, Cao Cao stepped forward and asked: "Sun Wukong, what did you see!?"

At this time, Sun Wukong only felt that he was in boundless darkness. The dark lotus was slowly rotating, and there was a boundless silence and evil intent filling the surroundings.

Sun Wukong only felt that his spiritual power had stagnated a lot in an instant. He hurriedly dispersed his fiery eyes, and then Sun Wukong dispersed the scene in front of him.

After getting out of the illusion just now, Sun Wukong found that his back was soaked.

After taking a breath, Sun Wukong stared at the golden lotus emitting wisps of golden light and said, "This is the last thing you want to see."

Cao Cao and everyone looked at each other and saw the incredible look in each other's eyes.

Something you don’t want to see? What could that be?

Ksitigarbha and Huang Long, who were fighting, stood acquainted. When Ksitigarbha heard Huang Long's questioning, the expression on his face remained unchanged and he said calmly: "I teach magic weapons and the law of transition, which has its own wonderful uses. As for things that must be reversed at their extremes, I I don’t think this thing has reached its limit.”

Hearing what Ksitigarbha said, Huang Long immediately sneered and said in a cold voice: "You really won't shed tears until you see the coffin."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw several divine swords appearing beside Huang Long as he waved his hands.

As soon as the divine sword appeared, it formed a sword formation and pressed towards Ksitigarbha, trying to break the golden lotus in one fell swoop.

Seeing Huang Long take action so quickly, Ksitigarbha clasped his hands together and chanted a teaching call, and the dharma body behind him also shone brightly.

Six arms stretched out from behind the Dharmakaya, each hand holding a Western magic weapon.

Several rays of golden light lit up, and then a formation appeared in front of Jizo.

The sword's power stopped in an instant, and it hit the formation hard. Ksitigarbha actually used the golden lotus to fight Huanglong back and forth.

Seeing this scene in the battle formation, Cao Cao had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Before he could open his mouth to speak, a stream of light shot out from the sky, directly towards Jizo who was fighting.

Although the streamer looks unremarkable, it is hard to ignore.

This is a saint's move!

Cao Cao's expression suddenly changed, and when he extended his palm, a stream of light converged on his hand, which was his own seal.

The big seal just flew out of the palm, but the speed was obviously not as fast as the flowing light.

Just as the stream of light was about to hit Huang Long, another cold light lit up, knocking away the incoming stream of light in the blink of an eye.

A dragon's roar resounded throughout the world, and before anyone could arrive, an extremely powerful force swept over them.

Feeling the familiar aura, Cao Cao and Liu Bei, who was about to take action, both had happy faces. They seemed to have guessed who was going to take action.

"Yun Chang!?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cyclone appeared out of thin air beside Huanglong. The first thing that caught everyone's eyes was the extremely sharp Qinglong Yanyue Sword, which gave people great pressure just by looking at it.

Guan Yu, dressed in armor, appeared beside Huang Long, his eyes slightly closed, stroking his beard with one hand.

Danfeng's eyes opened instantly, and a bright light flashed through. Guan Yu's eyes seemed to be able to penetrate thousands of miles away, looking towards the place where the stream of light came from.

"A sneak attack from behind is really not what a saint would do."

As soon as he finished speaking, the quasi-sage power on his body was suddenly released, and there was another roar from the Qinglong Yanyue sword. A green dragon rushed out from the sword, and then quietly hovered beside Guan Yu.

A smile appeared on Huang Long's lips. The reason why he dared to fight against Ksitigarbha today was because he believed that someone would come back to help him.

There is no doubt that the Dragon King has a plan. How could he not be clear about what happened today? At this time, I am afraid that Guan Yu is not the only one doing this.

"Don't be angry, Mr. Yun. The West has taught you to use this trick not once or twice. I, the general, have long been used to it."

A voice sounded from the sky. Huang Long looked up, with a smile on his lips, and said loudly: "Fu Hai, you are late!"

"It's not too late if there's a fight."

Fu Hai laughed loudly and came to Huang Long's side in a flash. His eyes were filled with fighting intent as he stared at Jizo opposite.

Seeing the arrival of Zhenhai Dragon Palace, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Although they were only quasi-sages, was there a simple quasi-sage in Zhenhai Dragon Palace?

Fuhai returned his gaze to the sky and sneered: "Zhunti, welcome! My old friend is here, why don't you come out and meet me?"

The sound could be clearly heard hundreds of miles away, so Fei Hai naturally knew that the two men were not hundreds of miles away.

As the voice fell, there was a wave of waves on the other side, and two figures appeared in the sky out of thin air.

Zhunti's face looked cold as he stared at Fuhai: "Fuhai, you are just a quasi-sage..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a sneer from Fu Hai: "A quasi-sage from this general dares to face a saint directly. He doesn't have the skills to hide in Tibet for hundreds of years."

As he spoke, Fuhai looked at the two saints from the west and sneered: "You two are so talented. There are many masters in the world who can't figure out where they are. Even the saints are confused. If it weren't for my Dragon King's extraordinary skills, how could he really be there?" The two of you were told to hide the truth."

Fei Hai's face turned cold: "The following is the oral instruction that the Dragon King asked us to pass on to you two."

Pointing at the golden lotus behind Di Zang, Fu Hai imitated Dragon Emperor Ao Fan's tone and said sarcastically: "You two have been tinkering with such an unfortunate thing for hundreds of years. I really overestimate you two. "

"Ao Fan! You are going too far!"

As soon as Fei Hai finished speaking, Taoist Zhunti's expression turned ugly. With a wave of one hand, a golden light shrouded Fei Hai.

The power of the saint was fully revealed, and the golden light was like a magical weapon, which made many people afraid to directly point their swords at its front, but Fu Hai stood motionless.

The golden light was about to hit Fei Hai's body, but when Fei Hai got closer, it suddenly dispersed.

"How can it be!?"

A look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and Taoist Zhunti's expression also dropped. He obviously didn't expect that Fu Hai could break through his own moves so easily.

Although the move just now was made with anger, he did not use his full strength.

Even so, these are the moves of a saint. No matter how powerful the quasi-sage Fu Hai is, he will not block his moves so easily.

Looking at Fuhai with a frown, Taoist Zhunti always felt that there was something strange about Fuhai.