The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

At this time, Ganesha and Kumara, who were still inlaid on the mountain, were experiencing severe pain in their chests.

Although there seems to be nothing in front of them, only they know the feeling.

It hurts so much!

Their bodies were suppressed by an invisible demonic force. No matter how they struggled, it had no effect. After struggling for a moment, they felt as if they had been shackled, and the spiritual power in their bodies quickly stagnated.

Their eyes fell on the smiling and honest-looking White Bear King, and the two of them felt chills all over their bodies.

"W-who are you!?"

Hearing Kumara shouting, the White Bear King turned his gaze to the two of them, with a cold light in his eyes, and said lightly: "I will not change my name or surname in my actions. In the four continents, the White Bear King of Ten Thousand Demon Mountains is also."

"What? Are the two saints going to cut this king into pieces with thousands of swords and cut him into pieces?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the expressions of Kumara and Ganesha changed instantly.

Four continents! ?

White Bear King of Ten Thousand Demon Mountains! ?

Are they already here? ! !

Looking at the White Bear King with dull eyes, Kumara and the Ganesha never thought that they were just looking for an opportunity, but who knew that in the blink of an eye they would bump into the hands of the quasi-sages from the four major continents.

His mind instantly sank to the bottom of the valley, and he saw Kumara looking at the White Bear King uncertainly, and said: "Let us go quickly! I will let bygones be bygones in the heaven!"

"It's a joke, I'm afraid you won't care."

The White Bear King sneered, then waved his hand, and an invisible demonic force instantly restrained the two brothers, and then pulled them violently.

The two brothers broke away from the mountain in an instant, and the cliff behind them collapsed.

The two brothers struggled to get in front of the White Bear King, staring at the White Bear King with hatred in their eyes. If the eyes could kill at this time, the White Bear King would be riddled with holes by now.

"I……"

The elephant-headed god planned to scold the White Bear King, but before he could say anything, the White Bear King slapped him with a bear paw.

With the sound of "Pa!", even Xu Fu beside him felt his head buzzing. In the Dragon Palace, the two people had the greatest brute force.

One is called the Exorcist God, and the other is called the White Bear King.

Kumara on the side looked at the White Bear King with a pale face, and his slightly trembling lips could clearly see the fear in the other person's heart at this time.

Having just received the Gangfeng that rose out of thin air, even though Kumara knew it was not directed at him, he was still shocked.

The white bear king in front of me is really terrifying!

The white bear king frowned slightly, looking at the elephant-headed god with his head tilted to one side with a look of displeasure on his face, and said angrily: "You are so ugly and talk a lot, I have to do it myself."

After saying that, he turned his eyes to Kumara. When he saw that Kumara was glanced at, he was shocked all over.

"I ask you, are you Shiva's son?"

The title of saint must be given an honorific title no matter what, especially when the cultivation level is not that of a saint. But in the eyes of the White Bear King in front of him, Shiva is probably a parallel saint, and he has seen too many such things.

Hearing the question from the White Bear King, there was not much respect in his tone, but Kumara knew that now was not the time to get entangled.

Nodding slightly, Kumarajiva looked at the White Bear King with fear in his eyes and said, "I am the son of the saint Shiva."

"What are you doing here?" the White Bear King said calmly.

Kumaru rolled his eyes and was about to speak when he suddenly heard the voice of the White Bear King.

"To be honest, if even half of the word is false, you may have to be collected by this brother who has fainted."

With a glance, Kumaru instantly understood that this sentence was no longer a joke on him. The White Bear King in front of him would really kill him!

Kumara swallowed his saliva and decided to tell the truth.

"My two brothers are here to kill you demon kings."

Hearing this, the White Bear King glanced at Kumara and sneered: "Do you think everyone in my Dragon Palace is as useless as you?"

Kumara was confused and almost lost his temper because of these words.

Taking a deep breath, Kumarajiva didn't know where he got the courage, and said loudly: "You killed my father, why can't my two brothers take revenge!?"

As soon as he finished speaking, no matter it was the White Bear King, Xu Fu or Zhao Wuji, they all had a look of surprise on their faces.

The White Bear King touched his head, looked back at Xu Fu, and asked, "Did the Dragon King move too fast? Are you going to kill the saint now?"

Xu negative frowned, shook his head and said, "Master just killed a clone of Shiva. Where did he kill his true form?"

"Lie! My father died in the Heavenly Palace, and his body and soul disappeared. You said he only killed one clone?"

In South Mantuozhou, no one except Ao Fan could kill a saint quietly and with such clean hands and feet.

Hearing Kumara's roar, Xu negative frowned, his expression turned cold for a moment, and he said calmly: "You said it was my master who killed you, is it my master who killed you?"

"Why does my master keep such a low profile when killing a saint? If he wants to kill him, will he kill this one?"

Hearing what Xu Fu said, Kumaru's expression froze, obviously he did not expect that the other party would respond to him in this way.

Is this the confidence of the Heavenly Saint?

Before Kumara could retort, the White Bear King raised his hand and struck a bear paw, and Kumara fainted instantly.

"Go to the Dragon Palace to report this matter first. It doesn't seem like a lie. Someone should have framed the Dragon Emperor."

Xu negative nodded, and then said: "It's a good time, let's go together."

After saying that, they saw the three people jumping up together, turning into three streams of light and rushing towards the Dragon Palace.

Since the establishment of the palace, Ao Fan has sent everyone out. At this time, except Ao Fan, almost no one exists in the Dragon Palace.

Three streams of light instantly fell outside the palace. Ao Fan raised his head and saw that it was the White Bear King and his three men who had walked in.

Seeing that the White Bear King was the first to arrive, Ao Fan smiled slightly and said, "I didn't expect that you could actually be one step ahead of the gods."

"I've seen the Dragon King!" The White Bear King bowed and saluted, and then said with a naive smile: "Hey, that Exorcist God lost one move, so I came first."

Ao Fan nodded slightly, then glanced at the two people held in the hands of the White Bear King, raised his eyebrows, and asked: "People from heaven?"

When the Dragon King asked, the White Bear King was stunned for a moment, then quickly came to his senses, threw the two people he was holding out, and reported back: "To the Dragon King, these two people belong to the celestial saint Shiva." The two sons said they came to the Dragon Palace to seek revenge."

Ao Fan chuckled lightly and said, "Seeking revenge? Shiva has given birth to such two idiots. I'm afraid he will be angry to death."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Zheng and the other two people in the hall were stunned. What did they just hear?

The Dragon King knew about Shiva's death! ?