The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Looking at the angry Yan Shilun, Sun Wukong smiled instead of angry, looking at him with amusement.

"After death, people enter reincarnation without any stagnation. Only the power of merit and thought is left to protect the descendants. There is also a time limit for entrusting dreams. Unless hell falls, which is as difficult as reincarnation, you can visit your descendants from time to time. Otherwise, it will only take one year. A thing that has reincarnated into the six realms of reincarnation.”

Having said this, Sun Wukong looked at Yan Shilun with a sneer on his face, and then said: "You told me that your ancestors are still dreaming after a hundred years. How many evils have your ancestors done and are still haunting you?"

Yan Shilun's face instantly turned the color of pig liver, and he stared at Sun Wukong fiercely, but he didn't know what to say.

Seeing that Yan Shilun still had an unconvinced expression on his face, Sun Wukong snorted coldly and said, "Old man, have you ever thought about other reasons?"

"Wukong! Don't be rude!"

Seeing that Sun Wukong's words were becoming more and more unmeasured, Xuanzang finally spoke, and then looked at Yan Shilun apologetically.

"Master Yanzhuang, although my disciple's words may not sound pleasant to the ears, it is also true. It is recorded in the Dragon Temple scripture "Sword Controller Master Netherworld Record" that there are no ghosts trapped in the underworld for hundreds of years."

Hearing this, Yan Shilun suddenly trembled and looked at Xuan Zang in surprise. He thought for a long time but still couldn't figure out what went wrong.

Subconsciously, Yan Shilun looked at Sun Wukong and said, "In that case, how do you explain the dream?"

Sun Wukong smiled slightly, and then said: "Let me go and see Yan Yuan first."

A look of struggle flashed across Yan Shilun's eyes, then he nodded and walked towards the backyard with Sun Wukong and Xuan Zang.

As soon as the three of them arrived in a courtyard, Sun Wukong suddenly stopped.

Yan Shilun, who was walking in front, seemed to feel something. He looked back at Sun Wukong with some doubts, and asked with doubts on his face: "Elder Sun, what are you doing?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the dazzling golden light flashed through Sun Wukong's eyes, and his gaze fell motionless in the courtyard. Looking at Yan Shilun, he suddenly felt something in his heart.

It doesn't look like anything good is going to happen.

After a while, Sun Wukong slowly withdrew his gaze, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and revealed a playful smile.

Yan Shilun thought about it and asked, "Elder Sun, is there anything wrong?"

Sun Wukong did not answer, but Xuanzang beside him slowly said: "The aura is a bit strange, it seems that something happened to the young master."

Hearing this, not only was Yan Shilun shocked, but even Sun Wukong had a look of surprise on his face.

Looking at each other blankly, Yan Shilun said with a sad face: 'Why, why is this! ? ’

Sun Wukong smiled slightly and said, "It's not inappropriate, it's just a little unexpected."

As he said that, he saw Sun Wukong walking towards the house minding his own business. As he walked, he waved his hands and said, "Don't go in, I am enough."

Pushing the door open and closing, Sun Wukong had already walked into the house.

His eyes fell on Yan Yuan on the bed, and Sun Wukong slowly said: "I was still wondering where the evil spirit came from, but I never thought that an upright scholar like you could actually have evil intentions."

There was silence in the room, and Yan Yuan, who was lying on the bed, remained motionless, as if he had not heard Sun Wukong's words.

Seeing this scene, Sun Wukong immediately sneered, and the demonic power on his body slowly began to spread.

In the courtyard, feeling the demonic power emanating from the room, Xuanzang was stunned for a moment, and then silently pulled Yan Shilun's sleeves back.

"Mage, what is this?"

"You heard me right, stay back."

Yan Shilun took a few steps back in confusion, his face full of doubts. After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure out, could this house be blown up?

As the demon power of Sun Wukong began to slowly spread in the room, Yan Yuan, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes.

A faint black mist began to appear on the body, and Yan Yuan's body was slowly floating. A faint gray appeared in his eyes, and the aura on his body also seemed unusual.

Seeing the changes in Yan Yuan's body at this time, Sun Wukong sneered and said, "Finally I can't hold it in any longer."

"This matter has nothing to do with you. Get out of here quickly. I won't hold you accountable!"

A hoarse voice sounded, and Yan Yuan's lips did not move, but the voice came out, and the black energy on his body became more and more intense.

Sun Wukong chuckled and said with disdain: "What a coincidence, Grandpa Sun, I won't leave today! If you are brave enough, try it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the black energy on Yan Yuan's body explode suddenly, and his pale and thin hands were grabbing at Sun Wukong like sharp thorns.

The evil aura instantly filled the entire room, but the faint golden light emerging from Sun Wukong's body blocked all the evil aura.

The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and as the hands got closer and closer, the golden light on Sun Wukong's body flashed away, and then there was a sound of gold and stone interlacing.

Yan Yuan felt that his hands were almost broken. He looked at Sun Wukong in disbelief and took a step back involuntarily.

"Who are you!?"

Sun Wukong ignored the other party, raised one hand slightly, and a rune began to condense on his palm.

As the rune appeared, Yan Yuan's body suddenly trembled, and he looked at Sun Wukong with horror on his face.

"Heavenly runes!?"

The corner of his mouth raised slightly, Sun Wukong sneered: "You come out on your own, or do I, Old Sun, get you out myself?"

There was no expression fluctuation in Yan Yuan's gray eyes. After a moment of silence between the two, Yan Yuan turned around and was about to escape.

But just as the body ran towards the window, a golden light appeared out of thin air, and the body slammed into the golden light. Yan Yuan felt that he almost smashed his head.

Watching this scene, Sun Wukong couldn't help laughing, but Yan Yuan's face was full of horror.

In the yard, looking at the house wrapped in golden light, Yan Shilun's face was filled with horror. He pointed at the house with trembling fingers, his mouth wide open but speechless.

Xuanzang was slightly relieved at this time. He originally thought that the house would be destroyed, but now it seems that it can be saved for the time being.

Yan Yuan, who couldn't escape in the room, looked at Sun Wukong fiercely, with a look of shock and fear on his face, but he couldn't do anything to Sun Wukong, so he could only stare at Sun Wukong for a while.

Slowly accumulating strength, he planned to wait for the opportunity to kill Sun Wukong in front of him in one fell swoop.