The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Wang Xiongdan looked at Long Ao with fear, his eyes full of vigilance.

Seeing Long Ao looking towards him, he couldn't help but take a step back. This scene fell into Long Ao's eyes and made Long Ao chuckle.

"Are you afraid that I will kill you?"

When Wang Xiongdan saw Long Ao's appearance, he felt uncomfortable in his heart. He had been underestimated. He just thought about Long Ao's methods and wondered whether he was a match.

Just when he was hesitating whether to go up, Du Fuwei's shout rang out from behind him.

"careful!"

Wang Xiongdan was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and looked at his feet, only to see a small formation suddenly spreading from his feet.

A strong force came, and Wang Xiongdan wanted to escape from the formation, but found that his feet seemed to be on the ground and could not move.

A strange whistle sounded, and the people on horseback suddenly found that the horse under their crotch suddenly became restless. The slightly weaker horse had already fallen to the ground.

Master Tan Zhi, who had been sitting next to Yang Lin, suddenly stood up, his eyes filled with disbelief, and his body even trembled slightly.

"Dragon, Dragon Palace!?"

Hearing this, Yang Lin suddenly raised his eyebrows and asked in a deep voice: "Master, what did you say!?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the roaring at Wang Xiongdan's feet stopped, and a swimming dragon suddenly came out of the formation and wrapped tightly around Wang Xiongdan's body.

Wang Xiongdan had never seen such a scene before. When he was stunned, he felt that his body was stagnant, and then his mouth opened involuntarily.

The dragon opened its mouth, and a beam of golden light enveloped Wang Xiongdan.

Threads of blood poured out from Wang Xiongdan's mouth, slowly intertwined and condensed in mid-air, and not long after, a small blood-red pill appeared in mid-air.

At this time, the spiritual energy exuding from Wang Xiongdan slowly dissipated, and there was no reaction at all.

You Long instantly let go of Wang Xiongdan, only to see that Wang Xiongdan's body softened and he fell to the ground.

Long Ao made a move with one hand, and the blood pill in mid-air came into his hand. The blood pill was suddenly crushed by Long Ao, and then he walked towards Wang Xiongdan.

Lifting his foot and giving a kick, Wang Xiongdan drew an arc in mid-air and flew towards Du Fuwei.

Du Fuwei straightened up and took Wang Xiongdan down. He looked at Long Ao blankly and didn't understand what Long Ao was doing for a while.

"Go back, or you will die here today."

With just a cold word, Du Fuwei looked at Wang Xiongdan who was breathing weakly in his arms, and vaguely made some guesses. Then he handed Wang Xiongdan to his own soldiers, cupped his hands, led everyone to retreat, and stood in front of Cheng. Hit the gold.

Xue Ju and Zhang Chengjin were still struggling on the ground at this time, and Long Ao waved his hands and saw two cold lights understanding them, showing no mercy at all.

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but take a step back.

Yang Lin frowned as he watched this scene. Regardless of what Master Tan Zhi said about the Dragon Palace, he stood up from his position and looked at Long Ao coldly.

Today's incident has ruined most of Long Ao's lives. No one dares to come on stage. How can I catch them all?

Looking at Long Ao with a cold face, Yang Lin said in a cold voice: "Long Ao! What are you going to do today!?"

Upon hearing the inquiry, Long Ao turned to look at Yang Lin and chuckled, but did not say anything.

Yang Lin's face turned cold, and with one move with one hand, the dragon-prisoning stick in the soldier's hand was in his own hand.

With a single wave of his hand, he took out the dragon prison stick and smashed it towards Long Ao.

I saw the blood evil power condensed on the prison dragon stick, and it was so powerful that it had the potential to crush, and it smashed towards Long Ao's head without stopping at all.

A cyclone suddenly rose under Long Ao's feet, instantly blocking the dragon prison rod in mid-air.

Everyone who looked at this scene was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Yang Lin in shock, and understood instantly.

This Yang Lin has such a method, it is clear that he wants to keep them all here.

Cheng Yaojin, on the other hand, still had a look of surprise on his face and murmured to himself: "It's really not easy to get this big seal. If I had known that Cheng was so old, I wouldn't have come even to death."

Du Fuwei on the side was also frightened when he looked at the dragon prison stick, and was frightened for a while.

This Long Ao was really saving his life.

Dou Jiande looked at this scene and already had the intention to retreat. It would be okay if he was stronger, but judging from the current situation, even ten Liu Heitai were not enough to kill Yang Lin.

But many people were vaguely looking forward to whether Yang Lin could kill Long Ao.

The next second, the dragon-prisoning stick landed on the top of Long Ao's head, but it was hard to miss even half an inch.

Long Ao didn't panic. He stretched out his arm and the sword at his waist was in Long Ao's hand.

A sword cry rang out, and then countless sword energy crushed towards the Dragon Prisoner Stick.

It's just a magic weapon. You don't need to use magic weapons to deal with it. It's enough to have a sharp sword in your hand.

When Yang Lin saw Long Ao sacrificing his long sword, his heart moved, and the power on his body condensed and he shouted loudly. A ball of bloody power suddenly burst out from the Dragon Prisoner's Stick, which was likely to suppress Long Ao in one fell swoop.

Without him, the flying sword was so powerful that Yang Lin could only suppress Long Ao, leaving Long Ao with no energy to use the flying sword.

The sudden increase in pressure did not make Long Ao feel the slightest pressure. After a chuckle, a sword shadow split out with a movement of his wrist and went straight to Yang Lin's head.

"when!"

The sword shadow was instantly blocked by Yang Lin's other dragon prison stick, but the pain at the tiger's mouth still surprised Yang Lin.

The power of this flying sword is actually so huge. It's just a shadow of a sword. If it were an entity, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to resist it for long.

Everyone watching this scene felt a little helpless. Long Ao was really invincible. If this continued, how could they fight Long Ao?

There was no anxious look on Yang Lin's face. He raised the dragon-prisoning stick in his hand and hit it on Long Ao's head just like the previous one.

It's just that this time it's different from last time. A strange aura permeated the two.

Within a moment, two rays of light of different colors suddenly ignited on the pair of prison dragon sticks.

One blue and one red, a heat wave mixed with water vapor spread over Long Ao's head.

Yang Lin's figure swayed, but he still stabilized his figure and stared at the changes of the dragon prison stick. It was obvious that this move was very costly to him.

Master Tanzhi beside him was already stunned, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"You don't want your life!?"

Yang Lin sneered and said, "Long Ao must not be kept here. If only a few years ago, I might have had the love for talents and recruited him to join us in the Sui Dynasty to make great achievements, but today I can't."

Yang Lin's eyes flashed with a look of decline, and he controlled the water and fire formation, and then said: "I want to kill this son, so that I can avoid future troubles in the Sui Dynasty."

After saying that, he saw the cold light flashing in Yang Lin's eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Tan Zhi, do you want to let these people go?"

Master Tanzhi suddenly came back to his senses, the fierce look in his eyes flashed away, and then nodded: "I will activate the grand formation now!"

I saw Master Tanzhi's legs parting, his spiritual power suddenly bursting out from his body, and golden light floating around his body. He was clearly a cultivator, a genuine cultivator.

"Oh, it finally moved. If it continues like this, I'm afraid you won't have time to use it."

The spiritual power displayed by Master Tanzhi was obviously suppressed, but Long Ao could still guess the opponent's realm.

This person is clearly in the realm of Daluo Jinxian!

"Hiding yourself in the world is really embarrassing for you."

Long Ao chuckled, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Master Tanzhi, who had just released his power, faced Long Ao's cold and sarcastic gaze, and instantly understood that this person was definitely not that simple.

He actually saw through his own cultivation level! ?

While he was horrified, Master Tanzhi did not stop, because he knew that he had no way out. From the moment he was exposed, he could only fight to the death.

With no way out, Master Tan Zhi no longer concealed his state, and a strong pressure spread, trying to suppress Long Ao in one fell swoop.