The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

The holy power was still gathering. Pingtian looked at this scene and couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seemed that he had not stopped the Ran Deng Taoist after all.

Looking at Pingtian coldly, Taoist Ran Deng said in a cold voice: "I thought about saving your life before, but now it seems that it is no longer necessary. You have a fierce temperament, and it is impossible for this poor Taoist to spare you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden light condensed in the hand of the Taoist monk Ran Deng, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, his fingers moved slightly, and the golden light shot towards Pingtian in an instant.

Looking at the rapid golden light, a wry smile appeared on Pingtian's face. It seemed that he really wanted to confess.

At this critical moment, a spear was placed in front of Pingtian. The golden light hit the blade of the gun hard, but unexpectedly the spear did not bounce away.

Seeing this scene, Taoist Pingtian and Randeng were both stunned. They looked at the spears with flashing black light and couldn't react for a while.

Taoist Ran Deng raised his head and looked at Fei Hai, who was shrouded in black light, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

At this time, I saw the black light surging on Fu Hai's body, almost condensing into substance, and the aura on his body was also extremely strange. It was said to be the power of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal, but it was much stronger than the power of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal, and even Taoist Ran Deng standing in the distance could feel the pressure on his body fluctuating.

At this time, Taoist Ran Deng was horrified that it could affect his quasi-sage power, which meant that Fu Hai on the opposite side had advanced to the quasi-sage realm.

At this time, Pingtian also stared blankly at Fuhai in front of him and murmured to himself: "Is this a breakthrough?"

Pingtian responded with a smile on Fuhai's face. He looked at Pingtian and said, "I'll ask you for a drink after the war. You should retreat first."

After saying that, he saw Fei Hai turning his head to look at Taoist Ran Deng, with a hint of sarcasm on his face.

"It seems that you still haven't stopped me."

Hearing this, Taoist Ran Deng's expression suddenly changed. He stared at Fu Hai and said, "It seems you are still a step too slow. It's just that your holy power is unstable. Do you really think you are my opponent?"

"It's enough to deal with you." Fuhai said with a sneer.

When did Ran Deng Taoist ever receive such contempt! ? Looking at Fei Hai, a cold light flashed through his eyes, and a long golden sword instantly condensed beside him.

"disease!"

After snorting coldly, the long sword shot towards Fu Hai in an instant. At this time, Fu Hai didn't make any movement in his hand, and it was like a ripple appeared in front of the water. The golden sword that was speeding over was instantly blocked.

As the dragon's power spread, the black light on Fei Hai slowly began to gather and condense into other shapes.

Seeing that his golden light was blocked so easily, he couldn't help but look stunned. He obviously didn't expect such a situation.

Gritting his teeth and staring at Fei Hai, he saw the Ran Deng Taoist wave his hand with one hand, and the golden sword against the ripples moved back, and then turned into several golden swords.

Looking at this scene, a sneer appeared at the corner of Fuhai's mouth. He repeated these few tricks over and over again. Did they really work?

The power on his body condensed, and the black light that had just condensed on Fu Hai began to change instantly. In just a moment, a long black dragon wrapped around Fu Hai's body.

I saw that the slender black dragon was staring at Taoist Ran Deng with a pair of yellow eyes, and the dragon scales on its body actually stretched out with each breath, and the back of the dragon scales was actually deep red.

Seeing this scene, Taoist Ran Deng's expression changed instantly, and he stared at the black dragon's transformation in stunned silence.

What the hell is this! ?

Fu Hai turned his head and looked at the dragon head protruding from his shoulder. Although it was relatively small, it was powerful. At this time, dragon power was emanating from every breath.

"This is the result of the condensation of my general's killing power. Today, I have proved a dragon."

Listening to what Fei Hai said at this time, and looking at the black dragon that kept swimming on Fei Hai's body, Taoist Ran Deng flashed a hint of horror in his eyes.

This dragon is the result of Fu Hai's killing power. Doesn't it mean that this black dragon is a clone of Fu Hai! ?

He's just a quasi-sage, where did Fu Hai get the ability to condense his clones? ?

Taoist Ran Deng looked at Fu Hai with his mouth open, and his heart was shocked. Shouldn't this clone be something that only a saint can condense?

For a moment, Taoist Ran Deng thought of Ao Fan, the Dragon King of Zhenhai Dragon Palace. Ao Fan condensed his clone even when he was in the quasi-sage realm. Could it be that this is a unique skill of the Dragon Clan?

Just when Ran Deng Taoist was shocked, he saw a dragon power suddenly released from the black dragon. Although the black dragon was only as tall as a person, the dragon power released was not commensurate with his dragon body at all.

The dragon's power rolled in like a mountain, and it came to Taoist Ran Deng in an instant, and the long golden sword that was against the barrier was blown away at this time.

Taoist Ran Deng felt his body stiffen, and before he even had time to react, he saw that Fu Hai had already raised the soul-splitting gun in his hand.

Seeing these eyes and ears, Taoist Ran Deng's expression suddenly changed, and the quasi-sage power on his body condensed, and he planned to get out of trouble.

But before his body could move, the soul-splitting gun in Fei Hai's hand had already been released. A ray of black light shot out quickly and arrived in front of Rendeng Taoist in an instant.

At this critical moment, Taoist Ran Deng finally broke through the confinement of the dragon's power. With a tilt of his head, he narrowly dodged the soul-splitting gun shot towards his neck.

Although the soul-splitting gun did not hurt his neck, it left a scar on Taoist Ran Deng's shoulder.

Blood with a faint golden light seeped out from the wound. Looking at the wound on his shoulder, Taoist Ran Deng was stunned for a moment.

Since he advanced to quasi-sage, only Dragon King Ao Fan has hurt him once in the world, and now Fu Hai has become the second one.

Although it is not fatal, it is a great shame and humiliation for myself.

Looking at the wound on his shoulder, Taoist Randen took a deep breath. The golden light floated behind him and turned into a colorful glow in the blink of an eye. A ring formed behind Taoist Randen.

The soul-splitting spear that had just been shot out had already turned back and stabbed Taoist Ran Deng in the back. However, this time it was different from before. The spear that covered the sea came with great force, but it was hit by the circle behind Taoist Ran Deng. Huan blocked it.

A ripple of spiritual power spread out, seemingly calm, but it swept across countless mountains in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the rocks that were annihilated into powder in an instant, Fu Hai made a move with one hand, and the soul-splitting gun returned to his hand in an instant.

I saw the Ran Deng Taoist looking at Fei Hai at this time. Although he was unwilling to do so, he knew that he would die if he stayed. He stared at Fei Hai, as if he wanted to remember Fei Hai's face.

"If I lose today, I will keep it in my heart. You and I will eventually have a battle in the future."

After finishing speaking, I saw that Taoist Ran Deng instantly turned into a golden light and gradually dispersed. After a while, it was hard to see his figure again.