The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Lei Hai is very powerful, but it is only very powerful.

In terms of power, it was far inferior to the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation that Ao Fan had experienced before.

And this is also because Vishnu did not ascend to the throne of a heavenly saint at all.

The power on his body seems to be powerful, but it is just an appearance.

Letting the lightning fall around him, the light on Ao Fan gradually emerged.

After a moment, a spherical light barrier appeared around Ao Fan, completely isolating him.

A shining golden ball appeared on Ao Fan's palm.

At the same time, an extremely powerful dragon's power spread from Ao Fan.

"Roar!"

The dragon's shape has not yet condensed, and the roar of the dragon resounds throughout the nine heavens.

The dragon's roar that suddenly sounded in the thunder sea made Vishnu, who was originally outside the sea of ​​thunder, suddenly change his expression.

The smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a look of horror.

Vishnu stared at the sea of ​​thunder, feeling the power of the dragon emanating from it, and said in disbelief: "How is it possible!?"

Could it be that such a powerful sea of ​​thunder couldn't suppress Ao Fan?

A bit of golden light looked extremely dazzling among the thunder that filled the sky.

The golden light just lit up, and spread quickly in the next second, covering most of the thunder sea in an instant.

I saw that the thunder light began to gradually change, and its power gradually weakened. A ball of golden light spread out, gradually opening up the sea of ​​thunder.

The originally dense thunder sea now had a huge hole.

Ao Fan's figure slowly rose up and finally escaped from the sea of ​​thunder.

Looking at Ao Fan, who was freed from the thunder sea and standing in the sky, Vishnu's expression changed drastically.

Ao Fan showed no signs of injury at all. How did he do it?

"Vishnu, you have to understand your position clearly. You are not yet a saint of heaven."

"Are you kidding me that you want to trap me in such a fake thunder catastrophe?"

Upon hearing Ao Fan's words, Vishnu's expression suddenly changed and he looked at Ao Fan with a gloomy face.

"I am the way of heaven, why am I not a saint of heaven?"

Ao Fan looked at Vishnu, who still thought he was still a saint of heaven, with a sarcastic look on his face.

"In that case, let me show you what a true saint of heaven is."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ao Fan raised his hand, and a bolt of lightning flashed past.

Before Vishnu could react, a thunder sounded in the sky.

"boom!"

A golden thunder light fell from the sky, like a swimming dragon, and instantly disappeared into the sea of ​​thunder.

A golden light spread out, and the next second you saw that the thunder sea, which had weakened a lot in power, was completely shattered by a golden thunder light.

The sea of ​​thunder that originally filled the sky with great force now disappeared due to a flash of lightning.

Seeing this scene, Vishnu was suddenly shocked and looked at Ao Fan in disbelief.

He knew that his own thunder sea contained the power of heaven.

This sea of ​​thunder can only be dissipated unless he is willing, but now it was dispelled by Ao Fan.

No matter what, he couldn't believe that what he saw was real, his expression suddenly changed, and Vishnu retreated suddenly.

I saw a golden thunder falling from the sky and instantly landed on the location where Vishnu had just been.

Looking at this scene with a horrified expression, Vishnu looked up into the sky, only to find that there was already golden thunder floating in the sky.

Everything happened so quickly, without even a hint.

"Vishnu, let's see what the real thunder calamity of heaven is."

Ao Fan's voice suddenly sounded, and Vishnu was shocked when he heard this.

Before he could react, the lightning that gathered in the sky fell with a 'boom'.

The vast thunder light instantly enveloped Vishnu. At the same time, above the sea of ​​thunder, there was a golden dragon turning over.

In that thunder sea, there is not only the power of heaven floating around, but also the blessing of dragon power.

"ah!"

A bolt of lightning struck Vishnu's body, giving Vishnu an overwhelming feeling.

Severe pain instantly spread throughout his body, and after Vishnu roared, the lightning did not stop there.

Lightning flashes continued to fall, one after another hitting Vishnu's body. After a while, many scars appeared on Vishnu's body.

Holding back the pain, Vishnu stretched out his arms, and then a golden light appeared around him.

As soon as the golden light emerged, it blocked the thunder light, but it looked like it couldn't last long at all.

Vishnu took a breath and glanced in the direction of Lei Hai Ao Fan with a sinister look.

Although his eyes were full of unwillingness, Vishnu was still shocked in his heart.

I really didn't expect that Ao Fan would use such a powerful thunder method with just a wave of his hand.

No wonder my previous thunder method couldn't hurt him. In terms of power alone, I had already lost.

"No, I have just become a Heavenly Saint, and I don't have enough control over my strength. If I can release all my strength, Ao Fan in front of me will definitely not be my opponent!"

Unwilling to face the reality, Vishnu kept warning himself in his heart, and the spiritual power in his body gradually condensed, and in the next second, countless rays of light condensed.

"open!"

I heard Vishnu roar, and the spiritual power on his body spread instantly.

Feeling the spiritual power in the thunder sea, Ao Fan raised the corner of his mouth and a smile appeared on his expression.

The integration of Vishnu and the Way of Heaven has deepened even further.

Isn't this exactly what you want?

Ao Fan chuckled in his heart, and then glanced at the sky with a vague look.

The next second, in the sea of ​​thunder, Vishnu almost exhausted all his spiritual power before barely getting out of the sea of ​​thunder.

Looking at the scarred Vishnu, Ao Fan chuckled and said, "How?"

The Thunder Sea was still not young, and he was worried that he would fall back into the Thunder Sea. Vishnu barely stabilized his body, and then set his eyes on Ao Fan.

"Ao Fan, you can't kill me today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two golden lights separated from Vishnu's body.

Then he saw the two golden lights changing continuously, turning into two phantoms on both sides. The faint appearance could barely make out the shadows of Brahma and Shiva.

Looking at this scene, Ao Fan almost couldn't help laughing.

"Shiva and Brahma realized the way of heaven. No wonder you can't integrate the way of heaven."

"The two of them became like this. Was it their own doing?"

Upon hearing this, Vishnu burst out laughing, his expression full of arrogance.

"Yes, I am the one who made them look like this!"

Parvati is dead. As for others, there is no need to worry about it. So what if he admits it?