The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Thousands of thunders fell one after another. At this time, Taoist Ran Deng stood in the sea of ​​thunder, without any reaction or even dodging.

Letting countless lightnings fall on his body, the faint golden light instantly isolated the lightnings.

Looking at the returning Ping Tian with eyes full of cold light, Taoist Ran Deng immediately sneered.

"You really have the guts to come back, so you don't worry about being buried here?"

"Old man! If you want to fight, fight! Isn't this general afraid of you!?"

Looking at Taoist Ran Deng coldly, Ping Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, and the demon power on his body began to gather, but after a moment, he returned to his previous state.

Looking at Pingtian with green light surging on his body, Taoist Randen raised his eyebrows and looked at Pingtian with some surprise.

"It's interesting. You are so seriously injured, but you can still produce such powerful demon power. Are you gambling with your own demon elixir?"

At this time, Taoist Ran Deng's face was full of sarcasm. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Ping Tian's expression change, but he did not become angry because his current state was exposed.

"I can kill you, but what if the demon elixir is gone?"

Hearing this, Taoist Randeng laughed, shook his head, and said, "Pindao, I'm still saying the same thing. I'll give you another chance and submit to my teachings, and I will spare your life."

"No!"

With a cold snort, Pingtian waved one hand, and the lightning that fell from the top of his head condensed in an instant. In just a moment, the lightning condensed into the shape of a spear, and stabbed the Ran Deng Taoist on the head. Go down.

The thunder suddenly exploded on the head of Taoist Ran Deng, and a golden light emerged, which was extremely obvious.

"Golden body!?"

Looking at this scene in surprise, Pingtian was secretly surprised at this time. He did not expect that Pingtian could still cultivate a golden body when his realm was damaged.

Looking at the golden body of the Randen Taoist, Pingtian knew that this time he was afraid that the disaster would be worse. As long as he had no way to deal with the golden body of the Randen Taoist, the Randen Taoist in front of him could kill him even if he was exhausted. .

Thinking of this, Pingtian looked back at Fei Hai, whose body was surging with black light, and said secretly in his heart: "Fu Hai, brother can't hold on for too long."

He sighed helplessly, and then he saw Pingtian's eyes suddenly become sharp. He raised one hand towards the sky, and the blue light in his eyes disappeared. The thunder sea in the sky slowly became less powerful.

Seeing this scene, Taoist Ran Deng's expression changed slightly, and he looked intently into the sky, his brows furrowing slightly.

Although the number of thunder lights decreased instantly, Taoist Ran Deng could still feel the power of thunder brewing in the clouds.

At this time, Taoist Ran Deng couldn't help but feel a little curious. This Pingtian was really trying to stop him by any means necessary.

Thunder? Is this something you can master in your current state?

With a sneer in his heart, Taoist Ran Deng gathered a golden light in his hand, flicked his fingers slightly, and the golden light shot towards the sky in an instant.

A golden light suddenly expanded, and in the blink of an eye, a glittering golden barrier appeared in the sky, isolating the dark clouds in the sky.

Watching the changes in the sky, the expression on Pingtian's face did not waver at all, as if he had anticipated the scene before him.

With a straight look on his face, a palm-sized formation appeared on Pingtian's palm and began to rotate slowly, and soon turned into a rune.

Looking at the runes condensed on Pingtian's hand, Taoist Ran Deng's expression suddenly froze. He looked at this scene with some surprise, and his face became gloomy.

"Heavenly Thunder Curse!?"

"The Dragon King is willing to give it to you!"

After just one glance, Taoist Randeng instantly recognized what the rune in Pingtian's hand was, and he couldn't help but feel a little wary.

Originally thinking that it was just an ordinary sky thunder, Taoist Ran Deng did not expect that Pingtian was using a sky thunder spell.

Although the backlash was more serious, it was obvious that Pingtian didn't care about this at this time. Instead of losing power, the runes on his hands became more powerful.

"A move that can defeat you is a good move. How can there be any consequences?"

A bloodthirsty light flashed through Pingtian's eyes, and then he snorted coldly, and his arm fell heavily.

At the same time, countless thunder lights began to flicker in the clouds, and then they converged on the top of Taoist Ran Deng's head.

"boom!"

The power that was like destroying the world spread instantly, and an extremely thick thunder suddenly fell from the clouds in the sky.

The originally dark sky suddenly became as bright as day. Taoist Ran Deng raised his head and looked towards the thunder light. The golden light in his eyes seemed to be covered by the light from the thunder light, and his pupils were all white.

In just an instant, the falling thunder covered all of Ran Deng Taoist's wheels, and the dazzling white light covered up the golden light on Ran Deng Taoist's body.

Ping Tian watched this scene with excitement in his eyes, waiting for the thunder to dissipate to find out what the Ran Deng Taoist in the middle looked like.

The thunder light lasted for dozens of breaths. After all, Pingtian was just a Hunyuan Golden Immortal. He was able to perform such moves only because the spell he originally used was the thunder light.

This was the first time he had used the Thunder Curse. At this time, Pingtian's demonic power had been completely drained away. If this blow had not defeated Taoist Ran Deng, he would not even have the strength to escape this time.

The thunder gradually dissipated, and even the power that destroyed the world began to slowly dissipate. The smoke and dust still existed, but it dispersed in just a moment.

At this time, Taoist Ran Deng no longer had the golden light on his body, and was replaced by some tattered Taoist robes. The quasi-sage power on his body could not be seen at this time, as if he had no life left. Taoist Ran Deng, who had his head lowered, couldn't tell what state he was in at this time.

Pingtian frowned slightly, Taoist Ran Deng was in a different state at this time. Logically speaking, he should have turned into fly ash, and he couldn't let the Heavenly Thunder Curse have an accident just because Taoist Ran Deng was a quasi-sage.

Then there is only one possibility. The Randen Taoist was not seriously injured at this time. Thinking of this, Pingtian's mind couldn't stop sinking.

"Ahem~"

After coughing heavily, the quasi-sage power of Taoist Ran Deng began to slowly emerge.

I saw the Ran Deng Taoist slowly raising his head, staring at Pingtian with blood-filled eyes, and there was actually a smile on his face.

"If you can break the golden body of Pindao, you will be considered the number one Hunyuan Golden Immortal in the world."