The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

In the blink of an eye, a sudden change occurred. Yan Yuan and Huang Tianlu just raised their heads and saw that there was no one around them.

With horror in his heart, Yan Yuan came to his senses first and chased in the direction where the strong wind swept him away.

Huang Tianlu looked back at the sacred mountain and then at Yan Yuan who was walking away, with a look of helplessness on his face.

Should I catch up, or should I guard here?

After thinking for a moment, Huang Tianlu finally turned around and chased Yan Yuan.

At this time, Sun Wukong, who was pressed in the mountain, slowly opened his eyes and glanced at the dark surroundings. After hesitating for a moment, he stretched out his hand to see what was going on around him.

After just touching it, he instantly knew that this place was empty, with nothing in it. Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment.

"This is?"

His brows furrowed slightly, and a layer of golden light slowly began to appear on Sun Wukong's body, trying to disperse the surrounding darkness.

This is a scene that the golden light can only disperse within a few feet of the surrounding area, and then it is difficult to enlarge it.

Frowning at the scene in front of him, Sun Wukong planned to break this place open first.

As soon as he stretched out his arm, the Qitian Stick appeared in his hand, and the stick began to lengthen rapidly. However, after a while, Sun Wukong's face darkened.

It’s not the end yet! ?

Shocked by the vastness of this world, Sun Wukong instantly stopped the movements of his hands. With a movement in his heart, the Heaven-Quicking Stick in his hand became normal size.

Looking forward coldly, Sun Wukong suddenly raised his hand and swung his stick, but a golden light swept forward.

I saw that the golden light did not fly very far before it was blocked by a barrier.

Upon seeing this, Sun Wukong showed a sneer on his lips, snorted coldly, and slowly floated up.

Just as he stopped in mid-air, Sun Wukong raised his hands and suddenly began to spin the Qitian Stick in his hands quickly.

As the stick began to rotate rapidly, countless light blades were released from the Qitian Stick.

Light blades continued to fall on the barrier, and the surroundings gradually became brighter. Seeing this, Sun Wukong sneered at the corner of his mouth, and the movements of his hands became faster and faster.

Since we still have to find a way, we can only forcefully break this barrier!

A moment later, when the barrier became more obvious, Sun Wukong's hand movements stagnated, and then he slammed towards the barrier.

A halo of light spread from the stick, and instantly a large amount of spiritual power began to spread.

"Click~"

Along with the sound of shattering, a large amount of dazzling light began to penetrate through the countless cracks.

The next second there was a loud noise, the light instantly amplified, and the entire space collapsed.

In an instant, Sun Wukong felt that his eyesight had become wider.

Looking at the surrounding environment, Sun Wukong took a breath, but his expression changed in the next second.

There is no sign of Master! ?

Looking at the luggage scattered on the ground, Sun Wukong instantly understood that something unexpected might have happened.

His face darkened, Sun Wukong glanced around, then rushed out in one direction.

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At this time, Yan Yuan followed the evil wind just now and chased into a mountain stream. His body immediately stopped steadily in mid-air, frowning at the scenery in front of him.

"Lotus Cave?"

Looking at the name on the stone tablet with some surprise, Yan Yuan always felt that something was not right, but this place was a bit strange.

When he was hesitating, Huang Tianlu, who had been chasing him all the way, also came here. He was also shocked when he looked at the stone tablet.

"This word looks familiar... I think I've seen it somewhere?"

After whispering something, Huang Tianlu's face instantly became tangled.

Yan Yuan raised his eyebrows and said, "Have you seen it in Tiangong?"

Just one sentence reminded Huang Tianlu instantly. Huang Tianlu's face lit up and he said, "Yes, I did see him in the Tiangong, but I forgot where."

"No matter which immortal is here, it would be unkind to take away the master."

A cold light flashed in Yan Yuan's eyes, and he swung his fingers into a sword in the air. Then a cold light lit up, and then he saw a long sword appearing in front of Yan Yuan.

Pointing his finger far ahead, the long sword shot out instantly and arrived in front of the cave in the blink of an eye.

A ray of cyan light suddenly lit up, blocking the long sword.

Yan Yuan, who was watching this scene, was not in a hurry. He waved his hand and a dazzling light lit up in the air.

I saw the long sword turning and slashing through the green light barrier, suddenly sputtering out countless rays of light.

The barrier was still not broken, but there was a sound coming from the cave.

Looking at the entrance of the cave, he saw two people, one gold and one silver, walking out with sneers on their faces.

"Who dares to make trouble in my Lotus Cave? Are you tired of living?"

Looking at the two people walking out, Yan Yuan's eyes narrowed instantly, and he said in a cold voice: "Who is here? Hand over my master, otherwise your Lotus Cave will be wiped out."

"My name is King Golden Horn."

"My name is King Silver Horn."

"What did you just say? Flatten my Lotus Cave?" King Golden Horn had a disdainful smile on his face. He pointed at the long sword and said sarcastically: "I can't even break through my formation. Don't you think so? Is it funny?"

Hearing this, Yan Yuan was calm and calm, a little light condensed on his hand, and the power of the long sword increased greatly in the next second, and he slashed hard towards the barrier.

A crack was opened in the originally unbreakable formation, and with a turn of the sword, the barrier was shattered in an instant.

Looking at the scene in front of them in stunned silence, the two demon kings did not come back to their senses for a long time.

Yan Yuan actually had a hand just now and was able to break through his own formation so easily. It seemed that it was not as simple as it looked.

King Jinjiao looked at Yan Yuan coldly, chuckled and said, "I still have some skills. In this case, let's compete."

As soon as he finished speaking, a ray of light lit up as the golden-horned king unfolded his palm. As the light bloomed, a seven-star sword appeared in his hand.

Seeing the seven-star sword that suddenly appeared, Huang Tianlu on the side was stunned for a moment, and his brows furrowed slightly.

The next second, he saw the golden-horned king taking out the seven-star sword in his hand and stabbing Yan Yuan straight away.

Seeing this scene, Yan Yuan was not in a hurry. He just waved his hand and let the sword he had sacrificed earlier return to his side and block it in front of him.

King Golden Horn sneered, and his spiritual power condensed, and the speed of the seven-star sword became faster and faster.

A little starlight has condensed at the tip of the sword. Although it is weak, it gives people an inexplicable sense of pressure.

Yan Yuan did not dare to be careless. After wrapping his arms in a circle, the long sword in front of him suddenly transformed into countless clones.