The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Another ray of golden light spread out, and Taoist Lu Ya, who had stabilized his body, saw Taoist Duobao trapping Ran Deng and the Antarctic Immortal, and his expression changed accordingly.

His eyes suddenly changed, and the golden light that was originally emitting from Taoist Lu Ya's body began to beat like a flame.

An indescribable power spread from Taoist Lu Ya, and Fei Hai, who was holding the soul-splitting gun, frowned at the changes in Taoist Lu Ya and couldn't help but be stunned.

"This is!?"

Feeling the rising power of Taoist Lu Ya, Fu Hai realized at this moment why the Dragon King paid so much attention to Taoist Lu Ya in front of him.

This aura that was infinitely close to the power of a saint made Taoist Lu Ya look different.

Taoist Lu Ya's eyes had turned golden at this time, and his gaze fell on Fei Hai. In an instant, Fei Hai felt a powerful pressure coming towards him.

"Fu Hai! Today I will show you what the Holy Power is!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the immortal-killing flying knife in the sky shooting towards the sky instantly, and then turned into a huge formation and expanded in the sky.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Fu Hai was stunned for a moment, and the power in the sky was such that even Taoist Duobao was slightly stunned when he saw it.

"Holy power!?"

At this time, Taoist Duobao stared at this scene with his mouth open. Taoist Lu Ya in front of him was only in the quasi-sage realm, where did he get the holy power?

While feeling surprised in his heart, Taoist Duobao seemed to suddenly remember something, and his face suddenly sank.

The Taoist Lu Ya in front of me is just a clone! Lu Ya's true body is a saint!

As soon as this thought emerged, Taoist Duobao's heart couldn't stop sinking. If it was really what they thought, how could they be the opponents of Taoist Lu Ya! ?

A saint is a saint. Even if the clone is only a quasi-sage, it is still a clone of a saint, and it is essentially different from some people in the quasi-sage realm.

The power of a saint lies in the ability to use the power of heaven, but a quasi-sage does not have this ability.

Neither he nor Fu Hai could use the power of heaven, nor could the Ran Deng Taoist and the Antarctic Immortal who were trapped in the Zijin Bowl at this time.

However, Taoist Lu Ya, who is a clone of a saint, is able to use the power of heaven by virtue of his quasi-sage realm.

With this thought in mind, I saw a fireball like the sun slowly descending from the formation that suddenly unfolded in the sky.

Endless power poured down from the fireball in an instant, causing Fuhai's figure to slump down. He raised his head and looked coldly at the huge fireball hanging above his head. A sneer appeared at the corner of Fuhai's mouth, and his eyes were filled with emotion. The moment was full of fighting spirit.

Pointing the spear in his hand at the fireball above his head, Fu Hai burst into laughter.

"Then let's give it a try!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the quasi-sage's power on Fu Hai was suddenly raised, and the killing power like a wave instantly spurted out and rolled towards the fireball above his head.

This sudden scene stunned Taoist Duobao in the distance, and his eyes were full of disbelief as he looked at Fei Hai's actions at this time.

Under such power, Fuhai was able to mobilize such a large amount of killing power. Could it be that he was not affected by the coercion of Taoist Lu Ya! ?

With the horror in his heart, Taoist Duobao discovered with astonishment that the killing power released by the overturning sea actually temporarily blocked the falling fireball, with an incredible look in his eyes.

"How is that possible!?" Taoist Duobao stared at this scene in shock, and then exclaimed.

Taoist Lu Ya, who was controlling the formation, had golden light flashing in his eyes, and the power on his body was stagnant. This sea-turning sea was actually able to block the power of heaven.

The power on his body suddenly condensed, and then he saw the power on the fire ball instantly increase, and it pressed down towards Fu Hai again.

In the sky at this time, red killing power continued to spurt upward. The powerful force tried to push the fireball back, but it only blocked the fireball, and there was no other way.

"Ah!"

Fei Hai roared, and the red killing power surging in his body began to slowly turn into black, and then began to gather and twist, and soon it condensed into the shape of a black dragon.

Not only did the killing power of Fu Hai not weaken, but it actually strengthened a lot. As soon as the eyes of the black dragon wrapped around it were opened, a golden light flashed, and then the black dragon's scales began to follow. Breathe open and close.

With each breath he saw, the dragon's power on the black dragon became more and more powerful. Fu Hai raised his arm, and the black dragon rushed up along Fu Hai's arm and rushed towards the fire ball.

"Roar!"

The deafening roar of the dragon instantly resounded throughout the world, even the Ran Deng Taoist and the Antarctic Immortal who were trapped in the purple golden alms bowl were shocked.

"The Dragon King is here!?"

The Antarctic Immortal looked at this scene dumbfounded, his heart was horrified, and he couldn't help but exclaimed.

"No! Although the dragon's power is strong, it is still not as powerful as the dragon's power in the Dragon King. I'm afraid it will be the dragon's power that overwhelms the sea!" Taoist Ran Deng said with a frown.

Hearing this, the Antarctic Immortal's face suddenly changed, and he said with horror: "How is it possible!? How long did it take for Fu Hai to advance to the quasi-sage level? How can he have such a powerful dragon power?"

Taoist Ran Deng smiled bitterly. He was unwilling to admit this kind of thing, but this was the fact. The quasi-sages of Zhenhai Dragon Palace could not be measured by ordinary quasi-sages!

In the sky, the black dragon suddenly escaped from the sea. As soon as it rushed into the air, the dragon's body began to enlarge. Before it rushed to the fireball, the dragon's body was already hundreds of meters long. The dragon's body could be covered in one roll. The fireball was entangled.

Taoist Lu Ya's expression suddenly changed as he watched this scene. Before he could react, he saw the black dragon's head raised, and a large amount of red light spewed out from its open mouth.

In just a moment, the sky-high red light, mixed with endless killing power, rushed towards the fireball, as if it was going to split the fireball.

The red light spurting on the fireball enveloped most of the exposed fireball in just a moment. And the black dragon seemed to feel that his moves were not enough. As the dragon's body coiled up, a blood-red light began to emit from the dark black dragon scales, and the power of the dragon on his body instantly increased.

"Roar!"

There was another roar, and the black dragon actually took the initiative to roll towards the fireball. The huge dragon body hit the fireball hard, and the huge fireball in the sky trembled violently, followed closely by the formation and the fireball. The sky was trembling.

Seeing the black dragon shaking the sky and the earth, Taoist Duobao was filled with emotion. No one in the Zhenhai Dragon Palace, from the Dragon King to the generals, had any record of being timid in battle.

Fu Hai knew clearly that he was no match for Taoist Lu Ya, but he still wanted to fight with all his strength. The power unleashed by the black dragon could even shake the power of heaven.

I wonder who among the quasi-sages in the world can do this?