The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

No one paid any attention to the unbridled attitude of the mountain god at this time. Fu Hai was a little worried, but he didn't make a move. Heaven's punishment is no different than anything else, and he is not the Dragon King, so he can't intervene rashly, so he can only let Yang Jian resist by himself.

At this time, Yang Jian stood motionless in mid-air, bursts of golden light flashed from the gap in his forehead, obviously it was the punishment from heaven caused by the change in his forehead.

Looking up at the change in the sky, Yang Jian was extremely firm in his heart, thinking that he was born in the Zhenhai Dragon Palace, and no one in the palace was afraid of the punishment of the sky, and the Dragon King faced the punishment of the sky several times. Dragon King, but you shouldn't be afraid of the divine punishment in front of you.

Tightening the Soul-Splitting Spear in his hand, Yang Jian raised his head and glanced, and then his body surged with murderous aura, just like when he faced the mountain god before, his figure flickered, and he took the initiative to gallop towards the sky.

A gleam flashed in Fu Hai's eyes, and his eyes were full of admiration. With Yang Jian's courage to face the punishment of heaven today, he could be worthy of the Dragon King's fancy.

Seeing Yang Jian rushing towards the sky without hesitation, the mountain god immediately looked happy, and sneered in his heart: "I really don't know how to live or die, and actually go to the pole to seek death. Today, if you don't die, it's really outrageous."

At this moment, a thunderbolt suddenly flashed from the sky, and it struck down on Yang Jian, mixed with the supreme power of heaven, descending from the sky.

A ruthless look flashed in Yang Jian's eyes, and he swung the soul-splitting gun in his hand, the murderous aura on his body was concentrated, and he caught a thunderbolt.

Yang Jian's throat was sweet, and the blood in his body surged instantly, and he was almost shot down from mid-air by a thunderbolt. Fortunately, Yang Jian's power was displayed, and he managed to stabilize his figure.

Seeing that a thunderbolt did not knock down Yang Jian, the mountain god who laughed wantonly seemed to be strangled by someone's neck, the laughter stopped abruptly, and he opened his eyes wide in horror to Yang Jian in the air, his mind was shocked.

"How can it be!?"

The exclamation of the mountain god was ignored, and Yang Jian looked at the sky with a solemn expression. He just hit the thunderbolt, which still made him feel a little uncomfortable, and he didn't know when the second wave would come down.

Just when Yang Jian was thinking about it, the spiritual energy in his body suddenly fluctuated, and when he looked up, he saw a tribulation thunder descending from the sky, even more powerful than before.

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and waved his hand. Several barriers quickly gathered in front of him. The tribulation thunder fell and penetrated several barriers in an instant, weakening its power a little. Then he blocked it with the soul-breaking gun in his hand .

Taking a breath, Yang Jian stared indifferently at the gathering power in the sky again, Yang Jian's heart sank suddenly.

The robbery thunder fell again, and Yang Jian knew that if he resisted this time, the sea would be wide and the sky would let the birds fly. No more tribulation thunder falls.

At that moment, Yang Jian's body was filled with spiritual power, and then a layer of white light filled his body, and even his power was rising. Holding the soul-splitting gun, he rushed toward the thunder.

The barrier that was set up in front of him was easily torn apart in the blink of an eye. Yang Jian's face was turned aside, and before he could hold the soul-splitting gun in the future, he was struck by a thunderbolt in the gap on his forehead.

A sharp pain came, and Yang Jian's body softened and fell from the sky. Just as Fu Hai was about to step forward to save someone, he saw a golden light galloping from the east, which instantly enveloped Yang Jian.

Fu Hai froze, looked at the golden light in surprise, felt the strong dragon power on it, and then breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that the Dragon King has been staring at this place, otherwise he would not have made a move like this fast.

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East China Sea, Zhenhai Dragon Palace

Dragon King Ao Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes fell on Shilong in the hall, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and then a voice came to mind in his mind.

"Ding, congratulations to the host, Yang Jian successfully advanced to Taiyi Golden Immortal, and the dragon's luck +20."

"Yang Jian, you really did not disappoint me."

A smile appeared on Dragon King Ao Fan's face, and his heart was full of joy. It seemed that Yang Jian's heavenly eyes were going to open today. I need some help myself.

Thinking in my heart, I saw Dragon King Ao Fan waved his hand, a stream of light shot at the stone dragon above his head instantly, and then a golden light rushed out from the stone dragon, galloping towards Taoshan.

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Lingxiao Palace

Looking at Yang Jian who fell from the sky in the Haotian Mirror, the Jade Emperor felt a little pity, but thinking about how Yang Jian betrayed himself and joined Zhenhai Dragon Palace, how could it save him from worrying, it would be better to die happily.

But before the Jade Emperor could be happy for too long, he saw a golden light instantly shrouding Yang Jian. He was stunned for a moment, and then his face became ferocious.

"Ao Fan! You ruined my good deeds again!"

With a wave of one hand, a golden light suddenly flashed under the Jade Emperor's sleeve and entered the Haotian Mirror, then fell from the sky and went straight to Yang Jian's forehead, trying to seal Yang Jian's sky eye again.

Seeing this, Fu Hai, who had been watching the battle, shrank his eyes suddenly, his body surged with demon power, and a cold light was released from his body, hitting the golden light that fell from the sky. Although it didn't disperse, it changed a direction, falling in the other direction.

"Hmph! Don't think that you are a saint and can do whatever you want, Jade Emperor! You are brave enough to fight with this general!"

Fuhai looked at the sky with a stern look, as if the Jade Emperor was above him, and Fuhai's heart was filled with anger at this time.

It was just a matter of sealing yourself a hundred years ago. I couldn't do it at the time. Now you don't even let go of my apprentice. Do you really think that I can't do it?

Seeing that his move was blocked, the Jade Emperor looked cold, and looked at Fu Hai in the mirror through gritted teeth, this man was more difficult than anyone else. One mistake is the saint's trouble. Knowing that Fu Hai's cultivation level is not as good as his own, but he dare not do anything. This made him feel a little uncomfortable.

At this time, Yang Jian in the sky suddenly changed. I saw the lightning surge between the gaps in the forehead hit by the robbery, and then a large amount of golden light source containing dragon power poured into the gaps in Yang Jian's forehead continuously.

A dazzling golden light shot out from Yang Jian's forehead, Yang Jian, who was floating in mid-air, opened his eyes suddenly, and the gap above his forehead was slowly opened by the scattered golden light.

What followed was that the incomparable coercion began to pour down from the gap in the forehead. Looking at Yang Jian in the sky, Fu Hai was full of expectations.

The mountain god looked at Yang Jian in the sky in astonishment, he was naturally aware of that power, it was obviously suppressed by the Dao of Heaven, and had nothing to do with cultivation. At this time, the mountain god still didn't want to believe that the scene in front of him really existed.

It's fine that Jie Lei didn't kill Yang Jian, but now he still helps to open his eyes, which makes the mountain god a little incomprehensible. Did Jie Lei prevent Yang Jian from coming, or did he help someone?

Yang Jian slowly came back to his senses at this time, three eyes all fell on the mountain god, especially the sky eye on the forehead, a golden light shot out from the eyes, and instantly entered the mountain god's body, which immediately shocked the mountain god.

Before Yang Jian could make any other movements, the mountain god felt a strange feeling appearing out of thin air.

The moment the eyes above Yang Jian's forehead looked at him, the mountain god felt as if the qi and blood inside his body had been frozen, and the divine power in his body also stagnated suddenly, and the speed of circulation was quite high.

The limbs were even more stiff at this time, unable to move at all. Sensing the physical changes at this time, the mountain god looked at Yang Jian in the sky with a terrified expression.