The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

The endless sword intent tore the golden body into pieces. At this time, everyone watched in stunned silence as the unparalleled golden body began to shatter into pieces and disappeared into the sky not long after.

And the golden sea that was still gushing at the beginning gradually disappeared, as if everything was an illusion from the beginning.

Only the Dragon King Ao Fan standing in the sky at this time, and the shining sword of heaven, told everyone that everything just happened was true.

After all the visions in the sky dispersed, Ao Fan stopped staying any longer and disappeared into the sky with one step.

Seeing this scene, everyone suddenly came back to their senses. After looking at each other, they all saw the horror in each other's eyes. After a while, Taoist Duobao came back to his senses and said, "Could it be that the power just now was... Is it Dao Ancestor?"

"If this is the case, the fact that I am still standing here means that this catastrophe is over." Huang Long said lightly.

Taoist Duobao nodded slightly. Huang Long was right. Although the power he had just had the power of the Tao Ancestor, he was not like the Tao Ancestor. In other words, under this Heavenly Dao, there was another person who was comparable to the Tao Ancestor.

Thinking of this, Taoist Duobao trembled in his heart. Is it possible that Dragon King Ao Fan is now as powerful as Tao Ancestor?

Although it was true, Taoist Duobao still didn't want to believe it, but his own eyes told him that it was all true.

With a helpless sigh, Taoist Duobao bowed to Fei Hai and Huang Long, and said: "Now that Taoist Lu Ya is dead, Chan Jiao will definitely not give up. Pindao has to go back to his master's door. Please wait a moment." Let’s talk about it after I return in a few days.”

Huang Long nodded slightly without saying anything more, and then saw the Taoist Duobao disappearing into a stream of light. Huanglong and Fuhai also returned to Sanshan Pass.

After a big battle, all the forces calmed down, as if the war was no longer going on, but everyone understood that the next battle might be even more tragic than the current one.

In the Xiqi Camp, after rescuing the four people who were afraid of Liusun, the Antarctic Immortal frowned and looked at the four people who were still unconscious. After thinking about it for a while, he sighed helplessly.

Hearing this voice, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then saw Nezha standing up suddenly, looking at the Antarctic Immortal and saying: "Master! Please save Master!"

As he said that, he saw Nezha kneeling on the ground. Master Taiyi always loved Nezha very much and always responded to his requests. Although he had a bad temper, he was his master after all. At this time, Nezha heard that Anji The immortal sighed, thinking that his master was hopeless.

But the difficulty is only known to the Antarctic Immortal himself. It is not difficult to save the four Taiyi Masters, but how to maintain their cultivation is difficult.

Now that the three flowers on the heads of the four people have dispersed, the five qi in the body are a little unstable. If they wake up at this time, they may be exhausted, and then they will really be unable to recover.

After helping Nezha up, the Antarctic Immortal Man comforted him: "Don't be anxious, you have to take your time in this matter."

The Nanji Immortal looked at Taoist Ran Deng, with an inexplicable light shining in his eyes. He thought for a while and sighed: "Now I can only send him back to the master, but there must be someone watching here."

"I'll go."

Taoist Ran Deng whispered something, then rolled up his sleeves and put the four people into his sleeves. A golden light burst out from his body and then disappeared into the tent.

Seeing Taoist Ran Deng leave, the Antarctic Immortal was slightly relieved. At this moment, one of Jiang Ziya's soldiers suddenly broke into the tent.

Looking at this scene, Jiang Ziya frowned and said, "You are so reckless, why are you so panicked!?"

"Army, military advisor, the front army came to report that the front army camp mutinied, and several princes are heading towards Sanshan Temple with their troops and horses!"

Hearing this, everyone in the tent except Jiang Ziya had indifferent expressions, as if they didn't care about the current situation at all.

Jiang Ziya's face turned pale, and then he said: "Is it better to attack the city..."

"It is said that he is going to defect to the King of Zhou." The soldier said tremblingly.

At present, there is a King of Zhou in the Three Mountains Pass. Strictly speaking, the former king of Zhou gave the throne to him. Rumors in the world say that he is the legitimate King of Zhou and the common ruler of the world.

All Xiqi today are rebels.

Jiang Ziya swayed and almost fell to the ground. After a while, he came back to his senses, looked at the soldiers and said, "Chase! Kill them all!"

"Wait a minute."

The soldier had just received the order and was about to leave, but was stopped by a voice. Looking back, he saw that the person speaking was none other than the Antarctic Immortal.

"Brother!"

"That's the fate, let them go. Now it's no longer a battle between the world, but a battle between me, the Chan Sect, his Jie Sect, and the Zhenhai Dragon Palace. Don't cause unreasonable killings anymore."

The Antarctic Immortal said helplessly. At this time, he didn't know why he would stop it, but the words had already been spoken. At this time, everyone in Chanjiao lowered their heads and remained silent.

"I agree with senior brother."

Just when everyone was silent, a female voice sounded. Everyone looked back and saw that the speaker was Taoist Cihang. At the moment, in the big tent, only these two people have the most advanced cultivation. Since they have made the decision, that's all.

Jiang Ziya waved his hands helplessly and said: "To appease the battalions, just say that reinforcements will arrive soon. A fierce battle is inevitable. Those who deserve to die will die wherever they go. Don't think about anything else." "

Listening to Jiang Ziya's words of self-destruction, this moment almost represents the mood of all those who teach. From the beginning of the war to now, the people who have died are all those who taught him.

As for Jie Jiao, it was just a few insignificant people who died. People who knew the truth knew that all the plans were messed up. In comparison, it seemed that they, Chan Jiao, were dealing with the murder for Jie Jiao.

No one who deserves to die is dead, and all the people who don't deserve to die are dead. As long as Jiang Ziya remembered that there were only a few names on the list of gods on his body, he wished he could find a knife and wipe out his neck to save trouble and add a name to the list of gods.

For a time, there was a deep atmosphere in Xiqi Camp, as if everyone was worried about their future.

In Yuxu Palace, it seemed that the news had been received a long time ago. A golden light fell. As soon as Taoist Ran Deng appeared, he saw Guang Chengzi and others walking over.

Taoist Ran Deng didn't say much, and with a wave of his sleeves, he released the four fearful people. After being caught, Guang Chengzi and several others followed Taoist Ran Deng and walked towards the main hall.

"Master!"

I saw several people bowing together and shouting outside the hall. The door of the hall slowly opened, and then a few people got up and walked in.