The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

His arm stiffened suddenly. This was a feeling Tianwu had never experienced before.

At this time, Tian Wu's body froze, and he looked at the Dragon King Ao Fan in front of him with horror in his heart. He only had one thought in his mind, his arm was actually sealed! ?

In this moment, Dragon King Ao Fan condensed the runes of heaven into his hands without even making any movement.

Feeling the feeling of being completely separated from spiritual power, Tian Wu felt a chill in his heart, and he was still a little careless.

I originally thought that Dragon King Ao Fan would only use the power of heaven temporarily. Who knew that he would use it continuously? It was really unexpected.

One pair of arms was sealed, but there were two pairs of arms on the back that were not sealed. A punch was thrown out, carrying endless power and hitting Dragon King Ao Fan, trying to force Dragon King Ao Fan back.

But things went against expectations. Dragon King Ao Fan did not take even half a step back. With a sneer on his lips, he said, "It's too late."

As soon as he finished speaking, a wave of dragon power swept across. Tian Wu's waving fist instantly froze in mid-air, and an indescribable pressure fell from the sky and fell on Tian Wu instantly.

In just an instant, the lake beneath Wu's feet was pushed down that day, and the force was so powerful that even Huang Long was frightened.

"This, this is?"

At this moment, a surprised voice suddenly came from behind Huang Long. Hearing the movement, Huang Long looked back and said with a smile: "Are you awake?"

At this time, Qing He looked at the scene in front of him with a confused expression, and his eyes were full of horror.

Shouldn't he die? Where is this place?

Qing He was full of questions, but when his eyes were exposed on Huang Long, a sense of coercion from the depths of his soul instantly spread throughout his body.

In an instant, a name appeared in Qinghe's mind, Dragon Clan!

The dragon power looming on the yellow dragon in front of him must be a dragon!

Qing He looked at Huang Long in surprise and said, "Are you from the Dragon Clan!?"

Hearing this exclamation, Huang Long raised his eyebrows, and then said: "Yes, I am the general of Zhenhai Dragon Palace. You are seriously injured, and it is the dragon monument behind you that is protecting you."

After the words fell, Qing He immediately looked back and was shocked all over.

When his eyes fell on the words on the dragon tablet, Qing He felt his body stiffen, and the demonic power in his body began to dissipate rapidly, and he was frightened for a moment.

Upon seeing this, Huang Long hurriedly waved one hand, and a ray of white light sank into Qing He's body, halting the loss of demonic power in his body.

"You haven't transformed into a dragon yet, so this inscription is a bit too dangerous for you."

The faint voice came, and Qing He woke up instantly. He nodded in horror, then bowed to Huang Long and thanked him: "Thank you so much, my benefactor!"

"I'm not your benefactor." Huang Long chuckled and shook his head.

As he said this, Huang Long's eyes fell on Dragon King Ao Fan, who was still fighting against Tian Wu. Qing He looked in the direction Huang Long was looking, with an inexplicable light shining in his eyes.

"The one who saves you is the Dragon King."

A faint voice came, and Qing He trembled, his eyes full of disbelief as he said: "Dragon King!?"

Qing He had fantasized about meeting the Dragon King after transforming into a dragon, but he never thought that the Dragon King would be so young.

The power of the Dragon King at this time was obviously not the ordinary power of a dragon. The power of his movements was a posture that only a quasi-sage could have.

Qing He was already impressed by the dragon power emanating from the Dragon King.

"Your divine throne has been fused with Tianwu, but there is no need to worry at this time. After all, the divine throne has been tainted."

Huang Long looked at the battle situation and didn't say much. He only explained one sentence and stopped talking. Hearing the news, Qing He couldn't help but smile bitterly. He was lucky to be able to save his life now. Why should he worry about the gain or loss of his divine status.

"Tianwu's fusion of the divine position may have the power of a saint."

Qing He said with a slight worry, his eyes fell on Wu's eight-armed body that day, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

"It doesn't matter. It may be difficult to deal with this envoy, but the Dragon King himself takes action. There is nothing to be afraid of a false saint. More than one quasi-sage has died in the hands of the Dragon King."

Hearing what Huang Long said, Qing He looked shocked, and then looked at Dragon King Ao Fan with an incredulous look on his face, feeling extremely surprised in his heart.

The Dragon King actually killed a saint! ?

I saw that in the middle of the battle, Tian Wu was suddenly under pressure. All eight of Tian Wu's heads had a struggling look on his face, and his eyes were full of surprise.

"Where does this pressure come from?"

At this time, Tian Wu was shocked. This pressure came suddenly, but he did not realize where it came from. Looking at Dragon King Ao Fan's appearance, it was not emanating from the opponent's body at all.

Thinking of this, Tian Wu looked up hard and was suddenly shocked. His eyes were full of horror as he looked at the strange phenomenon in the sky.

Countless clouds began to gather, but within a moment, the clouds in the sky covered the sun.

A large amount of blood evil energy began to condense in the sky, and within a short time, the clouds in the sky turned completely blood red.

For a moment, the sky and the earth were filled with scarlet.

Huang Long and Qing He looked at the scene in front of them, their eyes full of disbelief. Qing He murmured to himself: "This, this is the power of heaven?"

"The Dragon King is going to kill the gods."

Looking at this scene, Huang Long hesitated for a moment before speaking.

The divine throne that Tianwu merged with was the innate divine throne that was transformed by the way of heaven. It was the most noble divine throne in the ancient heaven.

It's just that this god's throne has been contaminated now and no longer has the power it had before. Even after the fusion, Tianwu only has the power of a saint, but there is no substantial improvement. To put it bluntly, he is still a quasi-sage.

Today's heavenly visions are not caused by Tianwu, but because of the divine throne of Heavenly Dao.

What Dragon King Ao Fan wants to kill is not just Tian Wu, but the god of heaven in Tian Wu's body. If it succeeds, there will no longer be the God of Water under Heaven from today on.

Qing He was not stupid. When he heard Huang Long say this, he immediately understood what the Dragon King was going to do, but he didn't say much.

This god of water was not born because of her, but came into her hands by chance. With this god, she could transform into a dragon more smoothly. Now that the Dragon King wants to destroy this god, she must Naturally, I dare not have any objections.

At this time, Dragon King Ao Fan was still unmoved by the vision in the sky above his head, staring at Tian Wu with his eyes. Seeing the huge change in his face, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

The vision of heaven was caused by his own murderous intention, for the sake of the God of Water in Tianwu's body.

At this time, Tian Wu saw the vision coming from the sky, and the god in his body would naturally be alert. Tian Wu's expression at this time was not surprising. If there is no response, it is a problem.

"How is it? How powerful is this heavenly murderous plan that I have laid for you?"

Light laughter came, and Tian Wu, who was standing on the lake, stiffened instantly, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.