The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Staring blankly at the dead lava dragon in front of him, countless turbulent waves arose in Tianlong's heart.

This is dead! ?

The giant lava dragon has traversed this sea area for tens of thousands of years without ever failing.

However, this time he just met the Dragon King and was killed so easily. Even though Tianlong had estimated the Dragon King's strength, he didn't expect it to be so fast.

At the moment when Tianlong was stunned, Ao Fan had already finished cleaning up and came straight to Tianlong.

"Just dispose of the lava dragon's body and leave the skeleton behind."

Upon hearing this, Tianlong was stunned.

"What is the Dragon King going to do?"

"Make it clear to the world that this sea area is a restricted area for the Dragon Clan."

After saying that, he ignored Tianlong and turned back to Fire Dragon Island.

Looking at this scene, Tianlong silently looked back at the corpse of the lava dragon, with a strange look on his face.

Dragon restricted area? So what do you think you are?

Within a few days, the news that the lava dragon on Fire Dragon Island had been killed spread throughout the entire sea area.

No one knows the identity of the person who did it. They only know that the other person calls himself the ancestor. As for which family the ancestor belongs to, no one knows.

Especially when Ao Fan turned the sea area into a restricted area for dragons, many dragons reacted hugely.

They all clamored to make Ao Fan pay the price.

It's just that the voice is loud and the movements are small. After all, the lava dragon is not an ordinary existence. Even he was killed, which shows that the opponent also has some tricks.

On Fire Dragon Island, a huge ink-colored skeleton lay across the island.

Ao Fan was sitting on a fiery red throne, holding his head with one hand, and his expression revealed a hint of domineering.

Tianlong standing beside him was extremely quiet, not daring to make the slightest sound.

"Why are you nervous?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tianlong was slightly stunned, then bowed and said: "Photographed by the power of the Dragon King."

"It still looks like something, otherwise you wouldn't be scared like this."

Ao Fan raised the corners of his mouth slightly and let out a chuckle.

"Dragon King, my subordinate has something unclear."

"explain."

Tianlong pursed his lips and said, "If you release the news that this is a forbidden area for dragons, I'm afraid no dragons will come to die."

Hearing this, Ao Fan raised the corner of his mouth and said, "I would like to ask you, how many so-called dragon clans are there in Taizhou, Xihai?"

Tianlong was stunned, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "More than hundreds of thousands."

"Master Geometry?"

"Hundreds..."

"What's the character of the Dragon Clan?"

"Be competitive and brave, fearless of death."

In an instant, Tianlong used all the idioms he had learned in the past few days.

Ao Fan smiled slightly and said, "In that case, why don't I believe that the Dragon Clan will come?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ao Fan raised one hand, and a golden light appeared in the sky.

The golden light continued to lengthen and change, turning into a spear in the blink of an eye.

With a slight movement of his fingers, the golden spear suspended in the sky shot out like a sharp arrow.

"laugh!"

The harsh sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded, the space where the gun blade passed continued to distort, and the lightning also bloomed.

"boom!"

The golden spear suddenly pierced the sea in the distance, and with a loud noise, countless huge waves were set off.

"Roar!"

Before Tianlong could react, a terrifying wailing sound came from the direction of the huge wave.

A huge blue figure jumped out of the sea.

Tianlong looked at the scene in front of him blankly, not knowing what to say for a while.

"Isn't this delivered to your door?"

Ao Fan chuckled, and his eyes immediately fell on the light blue dragon.

Without wings, the slender body seems to be no different from Ao Fan's dragon body.

If I had to say something, it would be that there are no dragon claws.

If I have to describe what it looks like, it looks more like a dragon.

The single horn on the dragon's head was extremely sharp, and even emitted a faint golden light under the sunlight.

"It's an alien dragon, a sea dragon!"

With just one glance, Tianlong recognized the identity of the dragon.

Ao Fan sat back on the throne, a look of disdain flashing in his eyes.

Still in the realm of Hunyuan Golden Immortal, it seems that the Dragon Clan in Taizhou, Xihai, has been abolished by the God Clan.

Stretching out one hand, Ao Fan's palm was immediately coated with a faint blue light.

A water column suddenly emerged from the sea, and then the water column was seen turning into dragon claws in mid-air.

The huge dragon claws suddenly grasped the severely injured sea dragon tightly in its claws.

Although it is condensed by sea water, its power cannot be underestimated because of the blessing of dragon power.

As Ao Fan clenched his fist tightly, the huge dragon claw formed by sea water crushed the sea dragon into two pieces in just an instant.

Looking at the dead sea dragon that fell into the sea, Tianlong suddenly trembled, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

This, this is the end?

Just when Tianlong was stunned, Ao Fan's voice sounded again.

"Pack it back, shave it clean and put it on the road. I want to go back and rest for a while."

After speaking, Ao Fan walked towards the dragon's nest without waiting for Tianlong's response.

Counting this period of time, he has been dealing with the treasures in the lava dragon's lair.

Said to be treasures, they are just some mortal items, with only a few magic weapons, but their levels are also extremely low.

It should be an enchanted treasure obtained by the lava dragon killing the dragon slayer.

"The art of enchantment should be something unique to Taizhou in the West Sea, but it is relatively rare."

After murmuring in a low voice, Ao Fan took out a sword from the pile of enchanted treasures.

The sword body has a special texture, but it is just special. It is relatively common for gods.

The only thing that interested Ao Fan was the lines on the sword.

It is so natural that it is as if it were made in heaven, and even the power that you have gathered can work well on it.

The lines do not require specific spiritual power and are compatible with almost any power. These are lines that can only be created by understanding the way of heaven.

It looks like it was made by a relatively powerful weapon refiner.

His palm brushed the lines on the sword, and a strange look immediately appeared in Ao Fan's eyes.

The sword gradually turned into powder and dissipated in Ao Fan's hand until it completely disappeared. Then it turned into a little golden light.

Just like the previous method, Ao Fan brushed the pile of enchanted weapons with one hand, and after a moment, they turned into little golden lights.

When the golden light began to gather, the shape gradually turned into a golden long knife.

Raising one hand, a ball of liquid transformed from spiritual energy enveloped the shining golden sword.

After a moment, the golden light dimmed, and a straight knife slowly emerged.

A faint golden light began to condense on his fingertips, and Ao Fan raised his hand and began to carve lines on the blade.

The technique used was exactly the enchantment pattern that Ao Fan had studied previously.

In just a short while, the straight blade was covered with lines.

When the lines were completely formed, Ao Fan ran his fingers across the blade, and then saw that the blade returned to normal.

A burst of dragon power surged out of his hand, and the lines on the blade instantly appeared with a faint golden light.