The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

It's not that easy to kill a saint. At least Mars doesn't believe that Ao Fan can kill him with one sword.

But the murderous intention that locked onto him made Mars couldn't help but tremble.

"boom!"

A barrier appeared in front of Mars, and the powerful power of heaven swept forward, blocking Ao Fan's sword with almost no setback.

With a calm expression on his face, Ao Fan looked at this scene without any surprise, as if he had known that this barrier would appear for a long time.

That barrier was not cast by Mars. The person in front of him was in line with the way of heaven, but this barrier was condensed by the way of heaven.

Killing a saint who does not belong to this continent will naturally lead to the intervention of heaven, and Ao Fan is not surprised.

Do you really think that you can stop yourself by relying on the way of heaven?

Ao Fan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a sneer. The long sword in his hand did not stop at all, but was raised again.

Mars was stunned for a moment when he saw this scene, and then his face looked overjoyed.

His eyes were full of arrogance. He looked at Ao Fan and seemed not to be afraid at all. He laughed a few times and then said, "You can't kill me! Heaven is supreme in the void!"

"Yeah?"

Ao Fan chuckled lightly, his face full of sarcasm. This smile made Mars stunned for a moment. He couldn't understand that Ao Fan could still laugh at this time?

"Starting from today, I should change my words." A cold light flashed across Ao Fan's face, "In the void, I, the Dragon Clan, are revered!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the divine sword in Ao Fan's hand fell again. This time it was different from the last time he swung the sword.

Wherever the sword blade touched, silvery white light was released, and the space around the divine sword began to distort.

A large amount of dragon power condensed and changed, and in an instant, countless runes were formed and wrapped around the long sword.

Mars' expression froze as he watched this scene, and he felt that the spiritual power in his body was instantly stagnant.

As he watched the divine sword fall in stunned silence, Mars clearly felt no more killing intent, but the feeling of death.

"No!"

As the sound rang out, the divine sword landed on the barrier, only paused for a moment, and then cut through the barrier instantly like cutting tofu.

"Click~"

The sound of shattering resounded throughout the void, and the divine sword fell unstoppably towards Mars.

Just at the moment of contact, the spiritual power on Mars dissipated instantly, the sword sank into his body, and Mars' eyes began to be filled with golden light.

The power of the saint in the body condensed together, and then exploded suddenly. In the void, a golden halo spread towards the surroundings.

The originally dark void was now as bright as day, and countless golden rays of light began to spread, like paint falling into water.

Watching this scene quietly, Ao Fan looked at the divine sword in his hand, and saw a drop of golden blood slowly gathering on the blade.

"Ding, congratulations to the host, successfully killed [Saint Mars], the dragon's luck +100."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully opening the [Roman God System] copy!"

A long-lost voice sounded in his mind, and Ao Fan was stunned for a moment. With a finger of one hand, the golden blood condensed on the tip of the sword gathered in Ao Fan's hand.

I saw the golden blood constantly changing in Ao Fan's hands, until it finally stabilized and formed a topaz glowing with golden light.

Seeing this scene, a smile appeared on Ao Fan's face.

The golden light in the void began to slowly dissipate, and Ao Fan put away the gem in his hand. The light in his eyes flashed across the empty void, and Ao Fan made a move with the divine sword in his hand. A golden light appeared in the sky.

As the golden light continued to change, a word "dragon" appeared in the void, and a large amount of dragon power condensed from Ao Fan's body.

Not long after, a giant dragon shining with golden light appeared in the void.

I saw the giant dragon entwining around the dragon character, and the dragon's power filled the entire void in an instant, which was much more powerful than the dragon's power that Ao Fan had left in the void before.

After doing all this, Ao Fan swept across the void and slowly said: "Those who cross the line will die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a large amount of golden light was released from the golden dragon, and then spread in all directions, wrapping up the direction that could touch the four major continents.

The sound spread throughout the void, and Ao Fan snorted before turning around and disappearing into the void.

In the quiet void, only the golden dragon remained guarding, and soon a faint white light filled the air.

A figure slowly walked out of the white light, but there was no spiritual energy fluctuation in his body, just like an ordinary person.

His deep gaze fell on the golden dragon. After looking at it for a long time, he let out a long sigh.

"After all, the line has been crossed, and there is no room for reasoning."

The man sighed softly, waved one hand, and countless blue rays of light appeared in the void, and then spread quickly, and in an instant, a lot of pale golden light gathered.

After a moment of confusion, an illusion exactly like Mars appeared in front of the man.

"Mars! Although you are warlike, you must also know what kind of people you cannot afford to offend. How much trouble have you brought to the heavens?"

The illusory illusion trembled slightly, and it was obvious that there was still a trace of spiritual intelligence. However, the body was destroyed, and even his own way of heaven was easily torn apart by Ao Fan. How could he bear such changes?

Even now, Namarsi is frightened by the divine sword in Ao Fan's hand.

Seeing Mars' appearance at this time, the man sighed softly and said, "Let's go, hide in the heaven from today and don't come out, our disaster is coming."

After saying that, he held Mars with one hand and disappeared into the void.

After the two people left, the golden dragon in the void slowly opened its eyes and looked at the direction the two people left, with a smile flashing in its eyes.

…

It took Xuanzang and others several days to cross Shuangcha Ridge. Fortunately, there was a white horse transformed by Jin Guangxian, otherwise Xuanzang would have had a hard time walking out of Shuangcha Ridge.

After taking a breath, Xuanzang looked into the distance and vaguely saw a villa, with a smile on his face.

"There is a house ahead. After we climbed over this mountain ridge, we went to take a rest and then we were on our way."

Sun Wukong looked indifferent: "Just do whatever the teacher wants."

Seeing Sun Wukong's indifferent expression, Xuanzang didn't think much and just walked forward on his own.

The white horse transformed by Jin Guangxian was far better than the BMW gifted by Emperor Tang. In just half an hour, he led Xuanzang over the mountain ridge and walked towards Zhuangzi.

But when I was about to get closer, I always felt that something was not quite right.

It's still daytime now, why is it so quiet in this village?