The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

The spear penetrated from the body with blood, and the ugly monster looked at the young general in front of him in disbelief. Blood was spitting out of his mouth, and the monster power in his body was also rapidly draining away.

"Who are you?" Using his last strength, the monster asked in horror.

"Zhenhai Dragon Palace, Ao Bing."

After saying something in a cold voice, Ao Bing moved his arm and jerked out the spear in his hand, then ignored the monster that he had penetrated.

After learning Ao Bing's identity, the monster fell from the sky with fear in its eyes. Then a light flashed on its body, and its huge body appeared. It was a goshawk.

This is a great demon that has been practiced for hundreds of years. With the cultivation of Taiyi Golden Immortal, he relied on his own advantages to kill dragons in the mountains. When he happened to be encountered by Ao Bing, he naturally would not let him go.

At this time, the seriously injured Jiaolong behind Ao Bing had a look of relief in his eyes, and his breath gradually became weaker. Ao Bing frowned when he saw this.

I saw that the dragon's belly was already covered in flesh and blood, and a light blue demonic bead shone faintly in it. It had obviously been forcibly stripped out by the demonic beast before.

At this time, the dragon was beyond treatment. The dragon's body was flashing with light, and the dragon beads on its abdomen slowly floated towards Ao Bing. Then the dragon's voice came.

"I have been seriously injured and I will not survive. This dragon bead is the essence of my cultivation. General, please keep it safe and take my dragon soul back to the Dragon Palace and hand it over to the Dragon King."

After saying this, the power of the dragon disappeared, his eyes dimmed, and then he became completely silent. When Ao Bing saw this, he was immediately stunned. He looked at the dead dragon with complicated eyes and felt a little regretful in his heart.

This dragon has obviously just broken through the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal. From a dragon to a dragon, it is all due to his own efforts. It is a pity that he joined the Dragon Palace early, otherwise he would not have died tragically here.

Feeling regretful in his heart, Ao Bing hesitated for a moment, then waved one hand and shot out a dragon force, temporarily protecting the dragon's body, and then his eyes fell on the mountain.

I saw the spear in Ao Bing's hand flashing with white light, and the dragon's power gradually gathered, and then Ao Bing threw it towards the mountain top. I saw a white light speeding away, followed by a loud noise.

"Boom!" sounded

At this time, huge rocks flew from the top of the mountain, and Ao Bing cut off most of the mountain with just one blow. I saw the dragon power surging around Ao Bing's body, and the splashing boulders were now covered in a layer of white light, floating quietly in the air. Then it floated on top of the dragon, and slowly fell down to cover the dragon in it.

The dragon's eyes swept over the half-cut mountain. Ao Bing made a move with one hand, and the spear returned to his hand again. However, the boulders that were attached to it dispersed, immediately attracting Ao Bing's attention.

I saw the golden light shining in the mountain, as if there was some kind of rare treasure. Ao Bing looked intently, and his expression suddenly changed.

"It seems to be a sealing formation, and it seems to be a living creature. Who set the restriction here?"

Ao Bing was confused. He saw that the rules on the formation were flowing, but they were not strong. It was obviously caused by time. He could break through this formation at this time.

After hesitating for a moment, Ao Bing first put away the dragon bead and the dragon's soul, with a golden light flashing in his eyes, and then poured dragon power into the spear.

I saw a dragon shadow gradually appearing, wrapping around the spear. Immediately, a powerful dragon power spread out, and then turned into a stream of light and shot towards the formation.

He was suddenly attacked, but the formation was activated very quickly, and the golden light burst out instantly, blocking the falling spear. Ao Bing was not surprised when he saw this, and he reached the side of the spear in a flash.

A large amount of dragon power spurted out from his arm, and then he held the gun barrel with one hand and shouted loudly.

Seeing that the tip of the gun touched the golden light, a stream of air burst out suddenly, and then a large amount of spiritual energy gushed out with dragon power, Ao Bing's expression changed, and he took a step forward, gritting his teeth.

In the spiritual energy at this time, Ao Bing could clearly feel that there was a trace of ancient remnant in the spiritual energy. That feeling made Ao Bing's heart sink. This formation seemed to be suppressing something special. But having already reached this point, I naturally have no reason to give up.

Ao Bing froze suddenly at this moment, and looked up, only to see that the gun head had broken through the golden light at this time, and the previous strong power was frozen at this moment, and then burst suddenly.

A huge golden circle of light spread out, and the aura in the formation immediately dissipated, and the formation that shone with golden light gradually dimmed and gradually became ordinary.

Seeing this, Ao Bing raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but the dragon power on his body did not dissipate. He secretly guarded against the changes that would happen in the future. The things under the mountain had not yet appeared, so Ao Bing naturally did not dare to be careless.

At this moment, I saw the mountain vibrate suddenly, and then a strange breath emanated from the mountain. After sensing it, Ao Bing was stunned for a moment, looking at the mountain with some doubts, thinking in his heart that the breath seemed to be Something familiar.

After hesitating for a moment, Ao Bing's expression suddenly changed and he exclaimed: "Long Wei!?"

As Ao Bing screamed, the mountain suddenly shook violently, and then the mountain suddenly lifted upwards, and a wave of air spurted out from the bottom of the mountain.

"Roar!"

A dull roar sounded. Although it was not a dragon roar, it was somewhat similar. Ao Bing looked intently and saw a huge dark black dragon head covered with scales sticking out from the bottom of the mountain. Dragon power and demon power were mixed in his eyes. Obviously not the dragon clan in Ao Bing's impression.

Frowning slightly, Ao Bing looked at the huge dragon head thoughtfully, wondering what the origin of this thing was.

As the dragon's head stretched out, four turtle legs suddenly stretched out from under the mountain. This scene fell into Ao Bing's eyes, and Ao Bing was a little stunned.

"What the hell is this? It's just a dragon head, why are there turtle feet?" Ao Bing was extremely horrified at this time. He had lived in the Dragon Palace for a long time, and his father had never mentioned that there were such aliens in the dragon clan before.

"Perhaps Brother Wang will recognize this thing." Ao Bing thought secretly in his heart.

At this time, the dragon clan that was suppressed under the mountain opened cracks in the mountain, and then suddenly exploded.

The boulders splashed and the smoke slowly dispersed. At this time, the entire dragon clan suppressed under the mountain was revealed. Ao Bing looked closely and saw that the dragon was actually a big turtle. Except for the head and tail, there was nothing similar to the dragon.

I saw that the back of the turtle was covered with sharp thorns. Looking at the whole picture, it looked a bit fierce. It was very good at bluffing people. However, this realm was obviously only as powerful as the Taiyi Golden Immortal. Ao Bing was a little confused for a while. Why on earth was this dragon race alien suppressed here?