The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

After carefully swallowing the pill, a layer of golden light emerged from Luo Xuan's body.

The dragon scales fell off, and Luo Xuan felt his body light up, and then slowly floated into the air.

My body felt a little itchy at first, and then there was a sudden pain. I saw countless dragon scales falling off and then starting to grow again.

Just by looking at it, Luo Xuan knew that he couldn't move at will at this time, so he could only endure the pain on his body and let the dragon scales start to grow again.

Xu Fu and Ao Fan watched this scene helplessly, with no intention of helping.

This is the time to transform into a dragon, and it would not be a good thing for Luo Xuan if he helps.

Low roars continued to sound, and after an unknown period of time, the dragon scales on Luo Xuan's body began to grow again. The dragon's body, which was originally black, turned golden, and looked more powerful than before.

After the dragon scales on Luo Xuan's body grew again, he finally looked up to the sky and let out a roar. The dragon power on his body first condensed and then spread suddenly.

The power that was originally only shackles in the realm of Da Luo Jinxian began to rise instantly.

A golden ray of light suddenly spread from Luo Xuan's body, and the dragon's power, which had been staying in the realm of Daluo Golden Immortal, instantly increased several times, and finally reached the realm of Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

The long-lost sense of strength instantly spread throughout his body, making Luo Xuan's eyes suddenly light up.

That's what it feels like!

He was still the Dragon God of Heaven a hundred years ago, but he was ostracized by Heaven later. After the great war, he was seriously injured and escaped from the Heavenly Tribulation, so he hid in Luochuan to save his life.

Luo Xuan's body was suddenly swayed, and then a large amount of dragon power was concentrated in the dragon's mouth.

A ball of light gradually emerged. Luo Xuan looked up to the sky and roared, and a beam of light rushed out of his mouth and shot directly into the nine heavens.

For a time, the dragon's power filled the sky and the earth, and the dragon's roar resounded throughout the world.

Countless lights lit up, and for the first time in a hundred years, dragon roars resounded throughout the nine heavens in South Mantuo Continent.

Ao Fan, who was standing aside, watched this scene quietly, with the corner of his mouth raised slightly, and a smile appeared on his face.

But Xu Fu, who was watching this scene, looked full of doubts. He looked at Ao Fan and asked, "Master, what is this Luo Xuan doing?"

Hearing his precious disciple's question, Ao Fan chuckled and said, "Luo Xuan was the Dragon God of South Mantuo Continent back then. This is just to gather the old troops."

Xu Fu was stunned for a moment, with a look full of surprise. He looked at Luo Xuan, who was roaring up to the sky, and said, "The Dragon God of South Mantuo Continent is too weak."

Ao Fan smiled slightly and glanced at Xu Negi noncommittally. When the Four Continents were in the past, the Dragon King of the Four Seas was the high-end combat power of the Dragon Clan, and it was only in the Daluo Golden Immortal realm.

This South Mantuo Continent is still much stronger in comparison, and it is still in the realm of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

If it hadn't been for his strong rise, where would the current Dragon Clan be?

But at this time, Ao Fan was a little confused. It was just that the dragon clans in these four major continents showed weakness. Why was this the case in South Mantuo Continent?

Is it possible that the dragon clan in other continents is also like this?

It's a bit unreasonable that there is no saint. Could there be something affecting it?

With a flash of light in his eyes, Ao Fan stopped talking and planned to wait until later to see the situation.

Luo Xuan slowly stopped his movements, but the roar of dragons continued to sound in the sky. When he returned to Ao Fan, Luo Xuan's dragon eyes were full of light.

"Information to the Dragon Emperor, I have summoned the old tribe. In less than half a day, the dragon clan of South Mantuo Continent will gather here."

Ao Fan nodded slightly and said with a smile: "It does have some momentum, but I'm not in a hurry. Let's take a look for now."

Luo Xuan didn't speak, just nodded, and prostrated respectfully in front of Ao Fan.

After a while, he saw a mighty dragon coming from the other side. Ao Fan looked up and saw a huge dragon rushing over from the other side, his expression full of anxiety.

"Kings!"

With a loud shout, the huge dragon instantly fell from the sky, his tone full of excitement.

Since the war in the heavens a hundred years ago, the whereabouts of Dragon King Luo Xuan have been unknown. The old tribe and the dragon clan have suffered considerable damage.

After hiding in Tibet for these years, many dragon clans are looking for traces of Luo Xuan.

Just now, the familiar dragon power was washing over the nine heavens. Naturally, he rushed over in a panic.

The huge dragon body suddenly fell to the ground, and then a black light lit up, and it instantly transformed into an old man.

Looking at the huge dragon body, the old man knelt down on the ground with excitement on his face and saluted Luo Xuan.

"The last general Xuan Tian pays homage to the Dragon King!"

An excited voice remembered, and then Xuan Tian looked up to the sky with excitement on his face.

But at this glance, his body froze, and his face was full of astonishment.

Why is there someone standing on the Dragon King's head! ?

As soon as his eyes were focused, Xuan Tian felt angry in his heart. He pointed at the voice above Luo Xuan's dragon head and roared: "Who are you! How dare you disrespect the Dragon King!"

Before Luo Xuan could speak, he heard Xuan Tian say this and suddenly became nervous.

"Shut up!"

After being yelled at by Luo Xuan, Xuan Tian's face was full of doubts, and he looked at Luo Xuan blankly, full of confusion in his heart.

Why does the Dragon King roar at himself?

Xuantian lowered his head suddenly and did not dare to speak. After a long time, he said: "Qi Dragon King, the person above the dragon's head..."

Luo Xuan then opened his mouth to explain: "This is Dragon Emperor Ao Fan. Don't panic. I will explain slowly after everyone comes."

Hearing this, Xuantian was immediately stunned. Where did the Dragon King come from in South Mantuo Continent?

But when Luo Xuan said that he would wait until others came to explain, Xuan Tian's face instantly became lonely.

"Dragon King, I'm afraid I won't be able to come."

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Xuan was stunned for a moment, and then asked in a deep voice: "What did you say? Who can't come?"

Xuantian's face was full of loneliness, and then he said: "Dragon King, since the battle in heaven, the dragon clan has been encircled and suppressed. Now you and I are the only two dragon clans left in the entire South Mantuo Continent."

"What!?"

Luo Xuan's face suddenly changed, his expression was full of horror, his face suddenly became ugly, the power of the dragon on his body instantly spread, and his tone was full of murderous intent.

"Dragon King, the dragon clan is finished." Xuantian roared with grief and anger on his face, and his voice was full of unwillingness.

I think back then, although there were not many dragons in South Mantuo Continent, there were still tens of thousands of them.

However, in just a hundred years, the younger members of the clan were massacred one after another, and now only Xuantian and Luo Xuan are left.

Luo Xuan only now knows about this tragic situation.