The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Mo Lian took Ao Fan into the teaching temple in fear. After several days on the mountain, he gradually realized how terrifying Ao Fan was.

Whenever she thinks of Master Liansheng's reaction at that time, Mo Lian feels like a dream.

Ao Fan is the first person who can scare the leader of Liansheng Cult to such an extent.

Stopping outside the courtyard of the quiet room, Mo Lian turned around and saluted Ao Fan, and said respectfully: "Dear guest, it is inconvenient for me to enter the quiet room, so I sent him here."

Ao Fan didn't say anything more. As soon as he took a step forward, the courtyard door suddenly opened.

Ao Fan entered the courtyard expressionlessly, and then the courtyard door was closed tightly.

Master Liansheng is not in the quiet room, but sitting alone in the pavilion in the courtyard.

Seeing Ao Fan walk in, he turned his head and took a look. This look was frightening.

Even though there was no holy power surging in Ao Fan, just such a simple glance still shocked the leader of Liansheng Cult.

He was too strong, even though he was as strong as a saint, he didn't even have the slightest intention of resisting in his heart.

At this time, Master Liansheng knew that if he took action, he would definitely be easily killed by Ao Fan in front of him.

Is this the power of the Heavenly Saint?

Leader Liansheng suddenly came back to his senses. When he saw Ao Fan walking towards him, he hurriedly stood up and saluted Ao Fan.

Although he is afraid, he is still a saint, and there is absolutely no reason to belittle his status too much.

"I've met the Dragon King."

The voice sounded smooth and there was nothing wrong with it, but Ao Fan still sneered when he looked at the Lord Liansheng with his head lowered.

"Should I call you Master Liansheng? Or Black Lotus?"

When the voice sounded, Leader Liansheng trembled, and then he said with a forced smile: "Leader or Black Lotus, they are just names. Reborn here in the underworld is considered a new life. If the Dragon Emperor is willing, he can call him Liansheng." Can."

Ao Fan sneered, then sat on the side of the stone seat, looking at Master Liansheng quietly without saying a word.

Master Liansheng naturally knew what Ao Fan was doing here, he just couldn't decide whether to kill himself or not.

After bowing to Ao Fan, Master Liansheng said slowly: "The Dragon Emperor has everything to do, so it is surprising that he still has time to visit this mortal world."

"If you don't come and take a look, does this dragon temple belong to you, Liansheng, or mine?"

Ao Fan glanced at Master Liansheng, sneered and continued: "Your method of deceiving the secrets of heaven is brilliant. It is okay to use this method on others, but if you use it on Dragon Palace, do you have a lot of brains?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an invisible layer of murderous intent condensed in the courtyard, making Master Liansheng tense up instantly.

"This is a misunderstanding."

"Are you blind?"

When Master Liansheng heard this, he wanted to retort, but found a wave of dragon power under his feet, followed by a formation that quickly unfolded.

Although the formation was extremely small, just covering the Liansheng Cult Master's wheel, the powerful power still made the Liansheng Cult Master change his expression.

This Dragon King can't kill him! ?

The formation unfolded and trapped Master Liansheng in place, but there was no next move. For a moment, Master Liansheng felt uncertain.

At this moment, Ao Fan's voice came to mind again.

"You were transformed by innate luck. In the eyes of the world, you may only be sealed and cannot be killed. However, this issue is not within my scope of consideration. Killing you is actually very simple."

From the moment he met Ao Fan, Master Liansheng was overwhelmed by Ao Fan in terms of momentum and methods.

At first, I thought I had to tolerate it, but at this time, Master Liansheng really didn't want to tolerate it anymore.

He dared to meet Ao Fan because he was relying on his immortality. At this time, Ao Fan actually said that killing him was easy?

What a joke! ?

Leader Liansheng's face instantly darkened, and he sneered: "Oh? So you are saying that the Dragon King is fully confident that he can kill him?"

"The innate Qi exists in the Dao of Heaven, and if the Dao of Heaven is immortal, then the Qi will last forever. If it is immortal, it will be suppressed. It can be as short as a hundred years, or as long as a thousand years. There will be a way out of the trap. As for death, it will never happen. Things that happened."

"Since the Dragon King is so sure of killing me, why not let me open my eyes?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ao Fan looked at Master Liansheng in surprise, but this look in Master Liansheng's eyes gave him a sense of confidence.

Look at this expression, it is clearly a reaction to being exposed by his lies.

Kill yourself? joke!

With a sneer in his heart, Master Liansheng seemed determined that Ao Fan would not be able to do anything to him.

Ao Fan shook his head and said with emotion on his face: "I haven't heard such a strange request for many years."

When the voice fell, Master Liansheng still had a disdainful sneer on his face, but his expression changed drastically in the next second.

A ray of cold light appeared in mid-air without any warning, and soon a wave of world-destroying power swept away, instantly covering the leader of Liansheng Cult.

There was a long sword hanging in the air at the tip of his nose, which was the Divine Sword of Heaven in Ao Fan's hand.

This sword has a very strong suppressive effect on the way of heaven. Even the saints of the way of heaven dare not face it directly. At this time, the leader of Liansheng only felt that all the power in his body seemed to be locked.

For a moment, Master Liansheng suddenly felt that if this long sword stabbed him, he might really be decapitated and never be reincarnated.

He swallowed involuntarily, Liansheng was trapped in the formation at this time, with such a terrifying long sword parked in front of him, which made Master Liansheng feel a hint of death threat.

At this moment, Ao Fan spread out one hand, and countless dark purple lights began to slowly gather. Soon, a large seal that was still completely solid appeared on Ao Fan's palm.

Looking at the big seal, Master Liansheng was stunned for a moment, and then his expression changed drastically.

"Innate Nether Qi!?"

Ao Fan looked at Master Liansheng with a sneer and said: "At the beginning of becoming a god, the Dongyue Underworld began to carry the Netherworld Avenue. I became a god three times and established the eighteen levels of Netherworld Underworld. There are countless military commanders from all walks of life. There are so many When the Immortal God enters the Netherworld, do you regard it as my decoration?"

"The innate Qi of the Netherworld is where the Netherworld's destiny lies. In addition to the Dongyue Underworld and the eighteen levels of the underworld, the various warriors have already divided and carried this Netherworld's destiny."

"The Netherworld under the seal of my Dragon Palace will be the ruler of the Netherworld in the future."

"Now that the master has appeared, the old king will naturally fall slowly."

"Immortal? Liansheng, times have changed!"

As the sound reached his ears, Master Liansheng's body trembled slightly and his face turned extremely pale, as if he would be killed by Ao Fan in the next second.

The luck of the underworld was taken away, and Ao Fan even took out the innate magic weapon to suppress the luck.

He had lost from the beginning. Ao Fan had planned this, but he never thought about his own existence.

As for the threat he received at this time, it was just a matter of convenience.

After his luck was taken away, he naturally lost the capital of immortality. In other words, his life was really in Ao Fan's hands now.