The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

"belch!"

The water dragon in the sky suddenly made a sound, breaking the silence around it. The magic weapon iron rod used by Tu Xingsun was spat out by the water dragon's mouth.

Looking at the iron rod that instantly fell and submerged into the ground, Lei Zhenzi was stunned.

The huge water dragon dispersed in an instant, but the swallowed Tu Xingsun did not appear. Only a red light flew out of the formation.

As for Yang Ren, he had already knelt on the ground at this time, his body completely lifeless. A faint red light just emerged, and then he galloped away from the formation like Tu Xingsun.

Looking at this scene, Lei Zhenzi took a while to come back to his senses. Who would have thought that the three of them were just exploring the formation, but they would end up in this situation.

Staring hard at Yang Jian in the sky, lightning flashed on Lei Zhenzi's body, and the formation that was previously suppressed by Ao Xin slowly began to loosen.

Yang Jian turned around and his eyes fell on Lei Zhenzi.

Yang Jian stretched out his hand, and the golden wind and thunder stick that Lei Zhenzi had let go of came into Yang Jian's hand.

"open!"

Lei Zhenzi roared angrily, and then saw that the formation pressing on him was instantly shattered. He gasped and looked at Yang Jian in the sky.

Upon seeing this, Ao Xin planned to step forward to take action, but was stopped by Yang Jian.

"Ao Xin! Leave this person to me!"

Ao Xin frowned, but stopped moving, but did not step back.

"Bo Yikao said that this was his brother from the past. Even if he dies, he can only die in my hands. This is what Boyikao said."

Hearing this, Ao Xin frowned slightly and murmured in a low voice: "Humph, seeing as how you always gave in to me when I was in the Dragon Palace in the past, I will let you two go once today."

After saying that, Ao Xin slowly stepped aside, and Yang Jian naturally heard the low murmur, but he just smiled and didn't say anything more.

Yang Jian flicked his wrist, and the golden rod of wind and thunder in his hand flew towards Lei Zhenzi in an instant, but was caught by Lei Zhenzi in an instant.

Lei Zhenzi stretched out his hand to catch the weapon, his eyes flashing with light.

"Your opponent is me. If you can kill me today, no one in this formation will stop you, and you can leave at will."

Hearing what Yang Jian said, Lei Zhenzi snorted: "You said this, so don't blame me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the golden stick of wind and thunder in Lei Zhenzi's hand was suddenly stabbed on the ground, and then the whole person flew towards Yang Jian in the sky.

Seeing that the other party was ignoring him, he rushed over. Yang Jian narrowed his eyes slightly and sent forward the three-pointed two-edged sword, easily catching the golden thunder stick that fell from Lei Zhenzi's hand.

A burst of spiritual power spread suddenly, but Yang Jian remained unmoved. A rune formed on his hand and was printed on Lei Zhenzi's shoulder.

Looking at the runes on Yang Jian's hand, Lei Zhenzi suddenly changed his expression, and moved his wings forward behind his back. Then he felt his body sink, and the wings instantly became extremely hard, as if they were not his own.

Lei Zhenzi staggered and almost fell from the sky, but luckily he stabilized his body in time.

Seeing that his wings were sealed, Lei Zhenzi quickly distanced himself from Yang Jian, then looked at Yang Jian coldly, and began to slowly gather the spiritual power in his body.

After a while, countless electric lights began to slowly appear on the golden stick of wind and thunder in Lei Zhenzi's hand. At this moment, Lei Zhenzi roared and threw the golden stick of wind and thunder in his hand into the sky.

In just a moment, countless lightning bursts suddenly burst out in the sky and fell towards Yang Jian.

Seeing this sudden change in the sky, Ao Xin couldn't help but frown, feeling a little surprised that Lei Zhenzi actually had such a method.

But Yang Jian stood motionless in the sky, seemingly not caring about the lightning falling, and a faint white light began to appear on his body.

As soon as the thunder light fell on Yang Jian, it was instantly blocked by the white light and did not hurt Yang Jian at all.

Lei Zhenzi couldn't help being stunned when he saw this, and then he frowned deeply and clenched his hands into fists, as if he was making some effort. After a while, Lei Zhenzi's body began to shine with lightning.

At the same time, the lightning in the sky suddenly became denser. They all fell towards Yang Jian, but within a moment, Yang Jian's whole body was filled with dazzling white light, and even Yang Jian's body could not be seen.

But in this light, the power of Yang Jian could still be felt. At this moment, a golden light suddenly shot through the thunder and shot toward the sky.

Seeing this scene, Lei Zhenzi was shocked all over. Before he could realize what the golden light was about, he saw a cold light shooting out, rushing towards the place where the golden light had just shined.

The cold light instantly disappeared into the thunder in the sky, and a moment later, there was a loud noise.

A huge circle of light suddenly spread in the sky, and then the lightning in the sky stagnated for an instant, and then dispersed.

In the sky, the golden stick of wind and thunder suddenly stayed in mid-air, and one end of the stick was now against Yang Jian's three-pointed two-edged sword.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound suddenly sounded, and the golden rod of wind and thunder was suddenly covered with cracks. Lei Zhenzi stared at this scene dumbfounded, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"How, how could this happen!?"

As Lei Zhenzi's words fell, the cracked wind and thunder golden stick instantly shattered into countless fragments and fell from the sky.

Watching this scene in a daze, the thunder light on Lei Zhenzi gradually dissipated. His eyes were fixed on the falling debris in the sky, and then he saw a flash of cold light.

"Well!"

Lei Zhenzi's body trembled suddenly, and he saw that Lei Zhenzi's eyes were filled with incredible looks. He lowered his head and looked at his chest, and then his body suddenly fell to his knees on the ground.

The divine light in his eyes gradually dissipated, and a red light appeared on Lei Zhenzi's body, and then shot out of the formation, but was captured by Yang Jian.

Ao Xin on the side watched from beginning to end, with no look of surprise on her face. In her opinion, according to Yang Jian's strength, it was more than enough to kill Lei Zhenzi, who was in the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, and there would be no surprises at all.

Seeing Yang Jian holding Lei Zhenzi's essence falling from the sky, he bowed to Ao Xin and said, "Princess, we should go back."

Hearing this, Ao Xin couldn't help being stunned. Originally, his face was full of smiles, but his expression suddenly darkened.

"What do you mean, I haven't had enough fun yet!"

Hearing what Ao Xin said, Yang Jian gave a wry smile, secretly thinking that Ao Xin was indeed as the military advisor said, without any awareness of the imminent war.

"Your Royal Highness, this battle is no small matter. It is inevitable that the Twelve Golden Immortals will take action. Next, we should hand over this place to the divine generals."

After Yang Jian finished speaking, Ao Xin frowned. She wanted to say a few words, but she knew that this matter was related to Zhenhai Dragon Palace. Even she did not dare to mess up Brother Wang's plan, so she could only do so reluctantly. He nodded, and then followed Yang Jian back to Sanshan Pass.