The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

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After Emperor Shitian cultivated himself to the level of Tongtian, he rarely encountered opponents. Even when he encountered opponents of a higher level, he could survive a few moves.

Now that he is a saint, his cultivation is unrivaled. In the past, there were only three people who could suppress him in South Mantuozhou.

Brahma, Vishnu, and the Taoist ancestor Hunkun who is a saint of heaven.

Even so, Emperor Shitian did not believe that the three of them could block his shot so easily.

Look at Ao Fan now, standing motionless, not even bothering to raise his hands, just a barrier blocking his moves.

The unwilling Emperor Shitian suddenly waved his wrist, and then saw the remaining golden light he had condensed shooting towards Ao Fan instantly.

Several spears were pressed against the barrier in front of Ao Fan, but none of them could break through the barrier in front of him.

At this moment, Emperor Shitian suddenly noticed that the corners of Ao Fan's mouth were slightly raised, revealing an inexplicable smile.

Alarm bells rang in his heart, and he saw that the white robe on Ao Fan was not moving in the wind, and Emperor Shitian retreated suddenly.

I saw that at the position where I had just fought, a formation suddenly appeared, and then countless cold lights lit up on the formation, and a beam of light instantly poked a hole in the temple that day.

Seeing this scene, Emperor Shitian was stunned for a moment, and then looked shocked.

This Heavenly Temple was transformed into an innate magic weapon. Even he could not break through the formation of this hall with just one move, let alone damage the hall.

But Ao Fan could do it with just one formation. If he had just stood there and not moved, his skin would have peeled off even if he didn't die.

His mind instantly sank to the bottom, but just as this thought emerged, he heard the sound of breaking through the air behind him.

The extremely annoyed Emperor Shitian quickly formed a formation behind him. His body swayed, and then he heard the sound of the formation breaking. The next second, he felt pain in his arm.

Seeing the blood spurting out, Emperor Shitian's face instantly darkened.

Ao Fan was the one who struck first, and Ao Fan even injured himself while standing motionless.

Feeling the pain in his arm, Emperor Shitian landed on the ground. There was almost no pause. As soon as he turned his wrist, the golden guns returned to his side and quickly began to merge.

Looking at the spear that instantly condensed into one, Ao Fan sneered, not paying any attention to Emperor Shitian's movements.

Will it become stronger if several are combined into one?

Then I'm afraid he would have died a long time ago!

The despised Emperor Shitian's face turned cold at this moment, and he held a spear in his hand and said in a cold voice: "You have to pay the price for underestimating the enemy!"

"In the face of absolute strength, underestimating the enemy is also a kind of enjoyment." Ao Fan said with a chuckle.

As soon as he finished speaking, Emperor Shitian turned the spear in his hand, like a dragon coming out of the sea, and the golden light condensed on the tip of the spear seemed to tear the space apart.

Feeling the power of the spear in Emperor Shitian's hand, Ao Fan chuckled and suddenly raised his hand. He saw that the hand was coated with a layer of golden light and there was nothing else.

"boom!"

The sound rang out, and everyone looked at Ao Fan and Emperor Shitian with their mouths open, and their hearts were extremely shocked.

Before the spear hit Ao Fan, he saw Ao Fan pressing the head of the spear with his bare hands. In just a moment, the head of the spear was pressed to the ground by Ao Fan.

The spiritual power that exploded instantly swept away, and many immortals were horrified and rushed out of the temple.

Countless lights lit up in the hall, and then I felt a sudden tremor in the hall, and the spreading spiritual power did not stop.

It spread quickly with Ao Fan and Emperor Shitian as the center, and countless gravel fell down in an instant.

The temple is going to collapse today!

Looking at Emperor Shitian opposite with a sneer, Ao Fan chuckled and said, "Escape or not?"

Emperor Shitian knew that the fear in his eyes just now was caught by Ao Fan, and the dignity of the saint prevented him from retreating.

At this time, everyone who exited the hall looked at the collapsed hall and didn't know what to say for a while.

On the contrary, Vishnu's eyes flickered. He was neither stupid nor ignorant. The saint would not be crushed to death. He only hoped that Ao Fan would be injured so that he could take advantage of the opportunity.

This is the collapse of an innate magic weapon, not an ordinary thing.

The roar continued, and before the smoke and dust cleared, a burst of wild laughter could be heard.

Vishnu frowned, Parvati was still alive! ?

I saw a figure rushing out of the smoke. The clothes on its body were in tatters, revealing its beautiful figure, but no one paid attention to it.

The disheveled Parvati looked at the ruins in front of her and laughed: "Even if you don't die, you will be crippled!"

Hearing this, the White Bear King's face turned cold. He was about to take action but was stopped by Xu Fu.

"There's no rush, it's just a matter of words."

The White Bear King frowned, but still did not make a move. At this moment, he saw a ray of light rising into the sky from the ruins, and then two figures quickly dispersed in mid-air.

Looking at Ao Fan who was still full of energy in the sky, Vishnu's face suddenly sank. Ao Fan was actually unscathed! ?

I saw a golden light in Ao Fan's hand. Everyone looked at it intently, and their hearts were suddenly shocked.

It’s actually the head of a gun! ?

Emperor Shakten's holy spear was broken?

Everyone looked at Emperor Shitian and saw a dim golden light in his hand, which was the holy spear with the broken head.

There were several blood marks on Emperor Shitian's cheek at this time. He didn't know what to say for a moment. He looked at Ao Fan coldly and his body trembled slightly.

He suddenly threw away the holy spear in his hand, and a new golden light gradually appeared on his hand.

Ao Fan saw a smile on his face and said, "That's right. After all, he is a saint. How can he survive with only one magic weapon?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ao Fan held it with one hand, and the gun tip in his hand instantly turned into powder and flew away.

At the same time, a long sword and a shield appeared on Emperor Shitian's hands.

Ao Fan raised his brows, then put his hands behind his back. The dragon's power on his body only fluctuated for a moment, and then a sword light lit up.

The sword light that just emerged seemed to tear apart the world, and a power that far exceeded the innate magic weapon swept across.

Feeling the terrifying pressure, everyone was startled and looked at the long sword behind Ao Fan, with horror on their faces.

"What kind of magic weapon is this!?"

Among the people present, only the White Bear King and other elders of the Dragon Palace knew that this sword was taken out by the Dragon King from the undersea prison.

There is no need to use the Divine Sword of Heaven to kill Emperor Shitian in front of him.

But others didn't know it, but Vishnu, who was familiar with the inside story, thought that this was the divine sword of heaven in Ao Fan's hand.

Looking at the sword with burning eyes, Vishnu murmured in a low voice: "Is this the Divine Sword of Heaven?"