The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

"jingle!"

A clear sound sounded, and the Water and Fire Duo suddenly trembled, and then a large amount of sound waves spread out in all directions.

Yinlang bombarded the high wall wave after wave, but to no avail. The high wall pressed towards the two of them without being affected at all.

At this time, Guangchengzi had already controlled the sky seal and smashed it hard on the high wall.

A loud "boom" sound sounded, and the high wall trembled slightly visible to the naked eye, but it finally stopped for a moment, and then it pressed towards the two of them unstoppably.

Seeing this scene, Chi Jing's body shone with light, and then he pushed Guangchengzi away. With the golden light shining on his body, he took the initiative to hit the high wall.

Aka Seiko, who had already had the three flowers on his head cut off, had a realm at this time, and his power was no longer what it used to be. But Guangchengzi was different, so Aka Seiko planned to fight to the death.

At this moment, the Tai Chi diagram on the high wall suddenly flashed out, instantly wrapping the red sperm. Then he saw the long sword in Wu Yunxian's hand being sacrificed, and the thousands of sharp blades on the high wall followed suit. He shot towards the red sperm wrapped in Tai Chi Diagram.

"Junior brother!"

Guangchengzi roared, and then saw that Guangchengzi was still penetrated by thousands of sharp blades, but no blood flowed out, and the sharp blades that penetrated the body were stopped by the red sperm.

Watching this scene, Wu Yunxian and Qiu Shouxian could not help but be stunned. Before they could react, they saw a sneer on the corner of the red sperm's mouth.

The runes on his body flowed, and a powerful force was released instantly. The sharp blades all over the sky were crushed one after another at this time, and the momentum did not diminish, and they actually pressed towards Wu Yunxian and Qiu Shouxian.

In just a moment, Wu Yunxian and Qiu Shouxian were seen flying backwards, and in the Tai Chi formation, the spiritual power was raging instantly, and it was completely destroyed in a short time.

Seeing that the Tai Chi formation was destroyed, Wu Yunxian and the two of them also flew out. The Tongtian leader waved his hand to protect the two of them, and the red sperm that destroyed the formation slowly fell from the sky. Guangchengzi froze in place, motionless.

"He does have some skills."

A voice sounded, and Ao Fan could see a smile on his face, and then he waved one hand, and a golden light spread out.

Seeing the golden light gradually condense into its prototype, Yuanshi Tianzun and others were stunned for a moment, and their expressions changed accordingly.

"Gods List!?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuanshi Tianzun noticed something was wrong. With a move with one hand, the list of gods on Jiang Ziya's body also flashed out.

Looking at the list of gods in Yuanshi Tianzun's hand, Ao Fan sneered, with no fear on his face. He stretched out his palm and a jade pen appeared in his hand.

Ao Fan raised his pen, and with a slight movement of his wrist, a flash of red appeared. Looking at the bloody ink on the inkstone in front of Ao Fan, everyone was shocked.

"Is this!?" Archmage Xuandu looked at the Fang Inkstone with some astonishment on his face at this time, his eyes full of disbelief. It was clearly the blood of Hunyuan Golden Immortal! ?

"Earlier, Nian Ao Fan killed an ancient monster in Hezhou, Xiniu. It should be the source of the blood in this inkstone."

"Zhi Taoist!?"

Ao Fan led his men to kill the ancient blood-winged black mosquitoes in Hezhou, Xiniu, and was known as the Mosquito Taoist. Master Xuandu naturally knew about this.

Looking at the blood inkstone in Ao Fan's hand, the Second Saint of the West looked a little embarrassed at this time.

The two of them naturally knew about this Taoist Mosquito, and they only stayed here for the sake of perfecting their own merits. Afterwards, they were trying to conquer him, but who knew that Ao Fan would get there first.

Although Ao Mo'ang in Zhenxi Dragon Palace had done a lot of this kind of thing, and the Second Saint of the West seemed to have long been accustomed to it, he still felt a little unhappy whenever he thought about it.

"Yuanshi Tianzun, there are only a few names on your list of gods. It is useless to keep them. It is better to ruin the convenience."

Hearing Ao Fan's sneer, Yuanshi Tianzun's face looked as usual, not angry, but the cold light in his eyes could still be seen.

"Ao Fan, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep you on the list of gods today."

"If you talk arrogantly, you can give it a try." Ao Fan's eyes flashed coldly, and then he raised his wrist and drew a cross on the list of gods.

Looking at Ao Fan's actions, Yuanshi Tianzun knew that Ao Fan could never be allowed to write Chi Jingjie's name on the list of gods. Chi Jingjie was the person who explained the religion, so he could only be on the list of gods himself!

With a flash of cold light in his eyes, Yuanshi Tianzun raised his hand and unfolded the list of gods in his hand. With a flash of golden light in his hand, he shot towards Ao Fan.

The ripples spread instantly in front of Ao Fan, and then he saw the golden light manifesting into an arrow of light.

Ao Fan showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, waved the jade pen in his hand, and saw a flash of blood appearing in the sky, and the golden arrow dissipated instantly.

Yuanshi Tianzun was stunned for a moment, then flicked his fingers slightly, and Bai Jian's figure appeared on the list of gods in his hand.

Seeing Bai Jian appear, Ao Fan immediately chuckled: "You talk about chance and destiny all the time, isn't this Bai Jian asking you to change your destiny against heaven?"

"Without further ado!"

As soon as Yuanshi Tianzun finished speaking, Bai Jian was seen running in the direction of Chi Jingzheng. He was about to touch Chi Jing, but a huge figure appeared out of thin air in front of Chi Jing.

"Wuzhiqi!?"

Bai Jian's movements suddenly stopped, but before he could stop, Wuzhiqi grabbed his wrist.

During the time of the Yellow Emperor, Bai Jian was the commander-in-chief of his tent. He died in the North Sea for no reason, and then he became a lonely soul and has never been found. This time, he accepted the invitation of Chanjiao and took this opportunity to ascend to heaven and become an immortal. , but it seems that the road to heaven is not smooth.

Being grabbed by Wu Zhiqi's wrist, Bai Jian instantly felt a terrifying aura sweeping towards him.

"Send him where he needs to go."

Ao Fan said lightly, and saw Wuzhi Qi show his power in an instant, dragging Bai Jian and throwing him out, followed closely by countless cold lights.

Seeing Wuzhi Qi's killing move, Bai Jian's expression suddenly changed, his body flashed with light, and in a split second he formed a barrier in front of him.

Yuanshi Tianzun frowned, he had no way to intervene in this battle. This is a battle between the Qingzheng and Fushen. If he intervenes, things will happen on Baijian's side.

He originally thought that Bai Jian could capture the essence of Chi Jing, but who knew that Wuzhi Qi could be so powerful in his current appearance? How could he have imagined that?

Ao Fan's list of gods seems to be a bit too strong.

The cold light was blocked one after another, but Bai Jian was still hit hard by the impact and hit the mountain. Wu Zhiqi was already in front of Bai Jian at this time, pinched Bai Jian's neck, and the cold light in his eyes skyrocketed.

Seeing the cold light in Wuzhiqi's eyes, Bai Jian's spiritual power surged, and he tried to break free from Wuzhiqi's arm. However, the spiritual power that had just surged out of his body was instantly suppressed by Wuzhiqi's demonic power.

"One of you or I can always sit in that position, but it's a pity that you chose the wrong path."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a sudden flash of light on Wu Zhiqi's arm, and countless sword-like rays of light shrouded Bai Jian's body.

In just a moment, Bai Jian was torn to pieces by the sword light, leaving no trace of his soul, as if this person had never appeared.