The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Countless golden lights were released from Shiva's body, and a large amount of holy power began to sweep away. For a while, the sky was dyed golden.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ao Fan sneered, and then suddenly waved one hand, and a formation spread rapidly in the sky.

The holy power released by Shiva was suppressed instantly, and not a trace was released.

This depressing feeling made Shiva panic. Before he could react, he saw another cold light in the sky.

In an instant, the cold light flashed in front of Shiva.

Before Shiva could react, the other arm was also cut off.

"ah!"

A roar suddenly came to mind. At this time, Shiva's face, whose arms had been cut off, turned extremely pale. In his excitement, he felt like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Looking at Ao Fan with eyes full of resentment, a light flashed from Shiva's back, and a pair of arms grew from his back.

Xuan Tian and others were shocked when they saw this, and looked at this scene in astonishment.

"Dharmakaya magical power!?"

Hearing Xuantian's horrified voice, Xu Negi, who was standing above him, smiled slightly and said, "Don't panic, anyone who comes out will die."

Xuantian's expression froze, obviously he didn't expect that the little girl standing above him was so confident. Thinking about the previous scene, it seemed that the Dragon Emperor could really do it.

A cold light suddenly lit up. At this time, Shiva, who looked nervous, suddenly raised his hands, and the formations on his palms began to flow rapidly, and he suddenly caught the cold light.

But before he could feel happy, he saw the cold light captured by his hands explode suddenly.

Countless sword lights instantly enveloped Shiva's entire body.

The knife-like pain in his body kept emerging, and Shiva only felt that the holy power in his body was instantly suppressed.

Before Shiva came back to his senses, countless blood seeped out from the surface.

His arms drooped down weakly, just to resist the sword, and he almost exhausted the holy power in his body.

Several formations appeared in mid-air. Shiva was slightly startled, and then suddenly looked towards the formations.

He only heard the sound of chains being pulled from the formation, and then saw several chains rushing out of the formation and rolling towards Shiva.

Seeing this scene, Shiva didn't dare to show any slightness and hurriedly opened several barriers to block the chains.

But the next second, he saw the barrier released by Shiva being torn apart instantly by the light of the sword.

Facing Ao Fan, Shiva had no chance to resist. He just watched helplessly as the sword light swept through and broke through his defense.

There were even more runes surging on the chain, and in an instant they were entangled towards Shiva.

Shiva raised his hand to block it, but the chain instantly wrapped around his wrist, his limbs were suddenly entangled, and even his body was wrapped up in the chain.

With a look full of horror, Shiva suddenly discovered that his spiritual energy was actually locked by the chain.

At this time, Shiva was fixed in mid-air like an ordinary person.

Several rays of lightning followed the chain and fell towards Shiva. Shiva felt his whole body shaken. Countless lightning lights gathered in front of him and gradually formed a rune, and then he suddenly pressed towards Shiva.

At this time, Shiva's spiritual power had been completely locked by that rune.

Seeing the light gradually emerging from Ao Fan's hand, Shiva suddenly panicked, this was the time to take action! ?

Shiva, who was trapped in the sky, then changed his face to a look of resentment, and said angrily: "Ao Fan! Do you really dare to kill me!?"

"This is South Mantuo Continent! Now that the sky has been sealed, killing my clone will only alarm other saints. You are looking for death!"

At this time, Shiva bet again, betting that Ao Fan would not dare to expose himself. After all, even the saints of heaven and earth could not escape from this place.

If the saints of Nanmantuo Continent were alerted, one saint could not kill Ao Fan, but a sufficient number of saints could still seriously injure Ao Fan.

How can the Heavenly Saints from other continents let Ao Fan go by then?

Looking at Ao Fan who stopped for a moment, Shiva showed a smile on his face, but his expression suddenly changed in the next second.

A cold light suddenly lit up, and before the smile on Shiva's face could spread, he saw that the arms stretched out behind him were cut off instantly.

"This sword will kill you for your reckless thoughts of killing. As a saint, you actually bully the good and the weak."

Recalling the faint voice, Ao Fan's face was indifferent as he spoke, but his eyes were full of cold light.

The divine sword hanging in the sky paused for a moment, and then another cold light lit up. Before Shiva could react, there was pain in his leg.

"With this sword, you will kill the dragon clan wantonly and try to kill the dragon clan in South Mantuo Continent."

Looking coldly at Shiva, who had lost his arms and legs, he was hanging in the air like a human stick. If it weren't for the chains wrapped around his body, he might have fallen from the sky.

With a cold light flashing in his eyes, Ao Fan took a step forward, left Luo Xuan's dragon head in an instant, came to the divine sword, and held the divine sword in his hand with one hand.

He came to Shiva with a cold look in his eyes, raised his hand and put the divine sword on Shiva's neck.

Shiva's body suddenly trembled, and his originally pale face was now completely pale.

Shiva, who couldn't move, looked at Ao Fan who was approaching so close. The majestic saint actually swallowed his saliva out of fear.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Ao Fan said lightly: "This sword will kill you for disrespecting me and daring to threaten me again and again. Who do you think you are?"

The sneer just ended, and then he saw the divine sword in Ao Fan's hand suddenly raised, cutting off Shiva's head like tofu.

Stomping on the head that rolled down at his feet, Ao Fan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and released the overwhelming murderous intent from his body.

In just a moment, the murderous intention on his body rushed to the sky, and his expression was full of coldness.

"Today, I, the Dragon Emperor Ao Fan, swear here to kill all the saints in your South Mantuo Continent. As long as the saints die, I will continue to kill."

The thundering sound instantly spread throughout South Mantuo Continent, and the murderous intent that filled the sky actually caused the Heavenly Dao of South Mantuo Continent to become somewhat chaotic.

At this time, the countless masters hiding in the deep palace, whether they were saints or quasi-sages, felt that their bodies were filled with chills. They suddenly opened their eyes and looked at the killing intent that permeated the heavens.

"Who has such a murderous intention? Can it actually disturb the way of heaven!?"

Many saints felt that their bodies could not help but tremble. They had a feeling that this murderous intention was directed at them.

In a huge palace deep in the heavens, Shiva's true form, sitting cross-legged on a futon, suddenly opened his eyes, then spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face became extremely pale.

He glanced in the direction of his clone with an expression full of horror, and his mind sank to the bottom of his mind for a moment.

After all calculations, he still didn't expect that Ao Fan would come to their South Mantuo Continent in advance. Did Fengtian really do the right thing this time?