The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Sun Wukong did not stay too long, turned around and left, then returned to Chenjiazhuang, but he did not tell the people in Chenjiazhuang about the Tongtian River.

After the master and disciples returned to their rooms, they saw Xuanzang staring at them.

"Master..."

"Is there something you haven't explained?" Xuan Zang asked, staring at Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong is not good at lying. He just said that he didn't find a way today because he didn't tell the truth.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Yan Yuan and others surrounding him.

"Elder brother, is there anything wrong?" Yan Yuan looked at Sun Wukong with a puzzled expression and asked.

Sun Wukong sighed softly and said slowly: "The matter is more troublesome. There is a blood evil power that has opened up the spiritual intelligence in the Tongtian River."

"What!?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there were several exclamations. Although Xuanzang didn't know what the power of the blood evil was, he also knew that it was definitely not an ordinary thing that could make Sun Wukong difficult.

However, Yan Yuan and others understood what this bloody evil force was, and their faces instantly darkened.

"It will be difficult to deal with when spiritual wisdom is turned on. Who cultivated this thing?"

Huang Tianlu has been staying in the Dragon Palace all year round, and he knows the weirdness of this blood evil power better than anyone else. He must not leave such a thing behind as a last resort. Even the people in the Dragon Palace who practice this technique are also cautious, worried about any accidents.

Sun Wukong smiled bitterly and said: "Who else can it be? Of course it is the river god of the Tongtian River."

"Where did the River God go? I'm going to kill him!" Huang Tianlu became excited instantly.

"As a priest, I am supposed to protect the peace of one party, but he has thoughts that he shouldn't have. This god should be killed." Even Yan Yuan had a gloomy look on his face at this time, and his spiritual power was also constantly fluctuating.

"You two, don't waste your efforts. The river god has disappeared for many years, and I'm afraid it has been counterattacked by the power of the blood evil."

Huang Tianlu's face was full of doubts, and he asked: "How did senior brother know about this kind of thing?"

"The old turtle in the river told me that he had been trapped by the power of the blood evil and could not escape. He originally proposed the idea of ​​Chenjiazhuang, but he did not expect that something went wrong."

Yan Yuan also frowned when he heard this, and said: "This matter may have nothing to do with him. The power of the blood evil can give birth to spiritual wisdom. It is not something that just a few boys and girls can do. I'm afraid that the old turtle I don’t know about the river god being swallowed up.”

Huang Tianlu looked a little ugly and said harshly: "It's an unintentional method, but it ruins a big thing!"

Turning to look at Sun Wukong, Xuanzang understood that this matter was very difficult, so difficult that even Sun Wukong didn't know what to do.

"Is there any way?"

Sun Wukong shook his head and said: "I'm afraid my disciple has no choice. It's hard for me to deal with this bloody evil force. I'm afraid I have to find someone for help."

While speaking, Sun Wukong raised his head, glanced at Yan Yuan and others, and said, "The three of you are here to protect the master. I'll come as soon as I can."

Several people nodded, and then they saw Sun Wukong turn into a stream of light and disappear instantly.

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Since Zhenhai Dragon Palace's first Conferred God Battle, the Immortal Island in the Four Seas Land has not only been limited to the disciples of the three religions, but even many of the outer sects of the Dragon Palace have people in the Four Seas Land.

Sun Wukong came here to find an expert who could deal with the power of the blood evil.

Fire Dragon Island, a huge palace stands on the island.

This is the Taoist palace of Zhenhai Dragon Palace, Huozheng Luo Xuan.

A stream of light fell in front of the palace, and Sun Wukong's figure instantly appeared.

"Is Uncle Luo Xuan here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the palace door slowly opened, and then there was a loud laugh.

"Why are you here?" Luo Xuan, who was in Taoist robes, walked out of the hall with a smile on his face.

Seeing Luo Xuan come out, Sun Wukong bowed and said, "Uncle Luo Xuan, I have something to ask of you."

Hearing this, Luo Xuan was stunned, looked at Sun Wukong up and down, and asked: "But what difficulties did you encounter while traveling westward?"

Sun Wukong nodded, and then told Luo Xuan about the Tongtian River.

After listening, Luo Xuan frowned and his face darkened.

"If this river god is not swallowed up completely, I will definitely make him worse than life or death!"

After snorting coldly, Luo Xuan said: "I am enough for this matter. I will go with you later."

As he spoke, he led Sun Wukong towards Chenjiazhuang.

At this time, in Chenjiazhuang, the owner's face was full of anxiety. He either raised his head to look at the sky, and then let out a long sigh.

You must know that Elder Sun has been out for a long time. If you miss the time, you know what will happen.

In the yard at this time, Mrs. Chen was holding two children with a look of horror on her face, and she was constantly looking forward to Sun Wukong coming back as soon as possible to save the lives of her children.

"That's all, I'm afraid Elder Sun won't be able to do anything. Come here!"

Seeing that the time was approaching, Master Chen sighed helplessly, waved his hand and planned to let someone take the child to the river first.

For a moment, the sound of crying and howling could be heard in the yard, and the surrounding villagers couldn't bear it. However, thinking about the years of disasters, no one spoke to stop them and could only watch silently.

There was chaos in the yard, and suddenly two streams of light fell from the sky, and the figures of Sun Wukong and Luo Xuan instantly appeared in the yard.

The noise disappeared in an instant, and everyone stared at the two people with horror in their hearts.

"This, this is a fairy!?"

I don't know who shouted, and everyone suddenly knelt down on the ground. Yan Yuan and the others who were protecting the children breathed a sigh of relief.

Several people stepped forward and saluted Luo Xuan, and then they felt relieved.

Luo Xuannai is an immortal god who has gone through several wars. His cultivation is unfathomable. This time, things have been stable.

Luo Xuan glanced at the chaos in the yard, frowned slightly, and said, "I heard that there are evil spirits here today, so I came to take a look. Get up."

As he said that, he saw Luo Xuan lift up one hand and help everyone up.

"You are evil and evil, so don't send the child away. I will take care of him myself."

After saying that, he turned around and floated towards the Tongtian River. Sun Wukong saw this and hurriedly followed him.

Several people came to the Tongtian River and saw that the waves rolling on the river were much more violent than before. Luo Xuan just glanced at it and raised his hand.

I saw countless spiritual powers released in the sky, and actually split the Tongtian River. The river water spread to both sides, revealing the dilapidated palace that was originally hidden at the bottom of the river.