The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Ksitigarbha was still suppressed by Huang Long's sword array. The golden lotus behind him emitted a faint golden light, and he tried to break away from the sword array, but was suppressed and unable to move.

Huang Long withdrew his gaze from Jin Lian behind Ji Zang, glanced at Zhunti, and said, "Are you two here to fight to the death today?"

Hearing this, Zhunti and Jie Yin were stunned for a moment, obviously not knowing why Huang Long asked this question.

"If you are not here for a fight to the death, you should leave as soon as possible. Today I will clean up the door for your Western Sect."

"Huang Long! Don't be arrogant just because you have achieved the status of a saint. Ksitigarbha is my venerable Western sect. How can you humiliate me like this!?"

Taoist Jieyin, who had been silent all this time, looked at Huang Long coldly and said.

This golden lotus was a magic weapon that Ksitigarbha understood, and both of them were shocked when they saw it. Although they were the two of them to perfect it, in the final analysis it was Ksitigarbha who had laid the foundation.

This thing can help his Western religion gain a foothold in the Netherworld. How could the two of them give up on such a big thing so easily?

Staring coldly at Huang Long, the spiritual energy in the Taoist's body surged and enveloped the Huang Long.

"You and others withdraw today and use the fifth level of underworld as the boundary. We will never invade!"

Hearing this, Huang Long sneered and said, "Is the head broken? The fifth level of the underworld is the boundary? Is it your Western religion that has drifted away, or is my Zhenhai Dragon Palace broken?"

"Why don't you say that the whole underworld was taught by you from the West?"

"We follow the Dragon Emperor's order to conquer the disloyal ministers of the underworld. This will never change." Huang Long's eyes flashed as he looked at the Taoist guide: "Only one voice is allowed in the underworld."

His body shook violently, and the Taoist Master wanted to say something, but he saw Huang Long spread his arms and hid in the sword formation in front of him, and his power suddenly surged.

"As for the Golden Lotus you and others want to rely on, I will destroy it myself!"

"This thing should never have appeared in this world from the beginning, because it is too dirty!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Taoist Jieyin and Taoist Zhunti trembled all over, and Ksitigarbha's expression changed drastically.

The sound of the sword sounded, and the power of the divine sword released by Huang Long suddenly surged. The sword was violently sent forward, trying to break the formation with one move.

The formation in front of Jizo began to shine brightly, and the runes on the formation began to flow continuously.

Where the sword blade came into contact with the formation, bursts of sparks shot out.

The sudden pressure made Jizo couldn't help but take a step back, and even the golden lotus behind him began to spin rapidly.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp sound, and Taoist Taoist Jieyin's expression changed drastically. With a flick of his finger, he saw the Demon-Conquering Pestle fly out from his side and hit the sword formation.

There was a sound of "dang", and Guan Yu holding the Qinglong Yanyue Sword instantly blocked Huang Long's side, almost knocking the demon-subduing pestle away.

There was a cold look on his face, and he followed the Taoist's cold voice and said: "Guan Yu, I think you are the god respected by the three religions, retreat quickly!"

"A fight is a fight. Where do you get all these reasons?"

Guan Yu sneered, and then said: "Besides, you are waiting for the Western religion to tolerate no other noise in the mortal world. The Central Plains are actually starved to death. You are waiting for the Western religion to ignore the suffering of the people and expand the temples wantonly. This is nothing more. You are actually instigating The foolish king wantonly killed the people of the previous dynasty, and his crime cannot be forgiven."

"Confucianism and the Three Religions are in even greater difficulty. You and others are also responsible for the current miserable statue in the Netherworld. Since I am the protector of the Three Religions, I will not allow you to act like this again."

After hearing what Guan Yu said, Taoist Zhunti and Taoist Jieyin all looked ugly.

He opened his mouth to retort, but heard Fu Hai's sarcastic voice.

"Are you two saying that all saints are just ants?"

Taoist Zhunti shut up instantly, but did not stop Fuhai from speaking.

"Just think about this in your own mind. If you dare to say it out loud, I, the general, will kill all the disciples you preached in Nanzhan Buzhou."

I saw a cold light flash in Fu Hai's eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Our Dragon Temple has been worshiped by the people for generations, and you are talking about ants, but it is the foundation of our Dragon Palace, the Three Religions, and the Confucian Sect. You are trying to cut off I’m waiting for the orthodoxy~”

The expressions of Taoist Zhunti and Taoist Jieyin were gloomy to the extreme, but Huang Long still did not forget to hit the target.

"Fu Hai, it's better not to say such heart-wrenching words in front of both of you in the future. I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it and will kill us to silence us."

"Then you have to have that ability." Fuhai said with a sneer.

"It's too much!"

Taoist Jie Yin roared angrily, waved his arm, and a large piece of golden light enveloped the Demon-Conquering Pestle and smashed it towards Fuhai.

"Roar!"

An illusory dragon shadow suddenly surged out from behind Fei Hai, and the powerful attack force swept forward, causing the saint to instantly stop with an angry attack.

Feeling the washing of the terrifying offensive power, even Wei Qing and other generals on the battlefield were shocked.

While they were feeling surprised, the generals noticed a tremor coming from the swords around their waists.

He looked down in surprise and saw the sword flying out of his waist instantly, and there was a sound of breaking through the air behind him.

The generals looked back and saw that in the military formation behind them, nearly a million soldiers took out their Zhan Ge swords and rushed towards Fu Hai's back.

The densely packed weapons gathered together, and even Huang Long was slightly startled by the sight that covered the sky.

This sea-shaking attack power is actually still improving. I thought it had reached its limit before. After all, no one in the world can compare with it.

Mountain-like pressure came, and a sneer appeared at the corner of Fei Hai's mouth. With a wave of his arm, an overwhelming offensive force was pressed towards the Demon-Conquering Pestle.

The original golden light dissipated instantly, and then the power on the demon-subduing pestle was seen to be weakened, and the light disappeared.

Taoist Jieyin's expression had already changed. With a move of his wrist, he planned to recall the demon-subduing pestle, but found that it had been locked in place and unable to move.

Taoist Zhunti was entangled by Guan Yu at this time and had no way to help. He could only watch the demon-subduing pestle that was guiding the Taoist being crushed bit by bit.

Staring at Fu Hai, Taoist Taoist Jie Yin felt a little chill in his heart. He really couldn't understand why Fu Hai, a mere quasi-sage, had such power.

What do the people in this Dragon Palace eat to practice?

For the first time, Taoist Jieyin had doubts about his own cultivation path, because in comparison at this time, he seemed more like a quasi-sage.

Fu Hai manipulated the power of attack to crush and peel off the innate energy on the surface of the magic pestle bit by bit. Until a crack appeared on the surface of the magic weapon, Taoist Jie Yin suddenly burst out with the power of a saint.

He instantly broke free from Fei Hai's suppression and took back the Demon-Conquering Pestle in his hand.

Just looking at the irreversible cracks made Taoist Jie Yin's heart bleed.