The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

The faint light on the Hunyuan Banner seemed a little weak in front of the huge palm. Feeling the demonic power acting on his body becoming more and more serious, True Monarch Daode's face instantly became ugly.

After all, his body couldn't bear it anymore, so he pushed back a step, and his figure couldn't help but become shorter.

Seeing this in the distance, Guangchengzi felt anxious in his heart, and planned to step forward to save people. With a move of his wrist, the Soul-Destroying Bell hit Yishan.

There was a "boom", but this sound had nothing to do with Guangchengzi's soul-falling bell, but the huge palm of the mountain-moving dharma body falling down.

"Junior brother!"

When Guangchengzi saw the Daodezhenjun being suppressed by the mountain-moving Dharmakaya's palm, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. He suddenly felt anxious, and the light surged from his body, and the previously formed spiritual pillar was in Guangchengzi's hands.

I saw Guangchengzi wrapping his arms around the spiritual pillar and hitting Yishan. The sound was so huge that it was as if Yishan's Dharma body around his waist was shattered.

However, after all, it was because he had been fighting for too long that the power of the spiritual pillar that Guangchengzi surrounded with his hands was no longer as powerful as before. The mountain-moving dharma body turned around in an instant and grabbed the spiritual pillar with one hand.

The spiritual pillar hit the dharma body's palm hard, and a stream of spiritual power mixed with demonic power spread out, and then the spiritual pillar began to shatter inch by inch.

Although the light of the dharma body did not disappear due to this collision, it still suffered a lot of damage.

Then I saw the dharma body slapped Guangchengzi. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Guangchengzi flew out like a kite with its string broken.

Yuanshi Tianzun finally became worried. He moved his fingers slightly, and a golden light protected Guangchengzi.

A figure shot out in an instant and caught Guang Chengzi who flew back. It was Master Lingbao who took action. After a little inspection, Lingbao breathed a sigh of relief, but he was unconscious but not dead.

Looking again at the place where the mountain-moving palm had just captured, True Lord Daode was already dead and there was no movement.

A ray of golden light shot out quickly, and was captured by Wuzhi Qi in his hand again, and was restrained in the list of gods.

Ao Fan raised the corners of his mouth slightly. This time, he did not write down the name one by one. Instead, he waved his arm, and the blood ink in the inkstone instantly rose with confidence, and the name of the True Monarch of Morality appeared on the list of gods.

"Ding, congratulations to the host, the [Qingxu Moral Lord] has been successfully registered on the list of gods. The luck of the dragon clan is +100."

The system prompt sounded in his mind, and Ao Fan smiled slightly, looking at Yishan with a look of satisfaction on his face.

At this time, Yishan did not take back his dharma body, but stared at the people of Chanjiao, and the demonic power on his body began to gather.

However, the Jie Jiao and the Chan Jiao disciples who were watching this scene were all filled with horror. The dharma body cultivated by this demon clan man was so powerful. In the blink of an eye, the soul of the Qingxu Moral True King of the Chan Jiao was returned to the list of gods. It is really unparalleled in power.

On the other side, Taishang Laojun turned his head and glanced at the Nuwa Empress not far away. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. She was indeed the Nuwa Empress. Her eyesight on people was really unparalleled.

He had been optimistic about Ao Fan early, and now it seemed that no one could stop the power of the demon clan.

At this time, Empress Nuwa was happy. Since the Lich War, the masters of the demon clan have withered away. Look now, under the control of Dragon King Ao Fan, she is so powerful that beating the Twelve Golden Immortals is just like playing. , it was really hard for her to imagine.

At this moment, two figures shot out of the Chanjiao, and after they fell, two powerful Hunyuan Golden Immortals swept over them.

When everyone looked around, they immediately saw clearly that those who came out to confront Yishan were Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun who explained the teachings, and Samantabhadra Samantabhadra.

Seeing the two people appear, Ao Fan immediately raised his eyebrows and looked at them with some surprise.

Among the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao, only three have Dharmakaya cultivation. Apart from Taoist Cihang who did not appear, there are only two of them.

Looking at the two people standing up, it was obvious that they were here to move mountains. Thinking of this, Ao Fan frowned.

"Exorcism."

Hearing the Dragon King call his name, Qushen suddenly came back to his senses and turned to look at the Dragon King. Before the Dragon King could speak, he instantly understood what the Dragon King meant.

A smile appeared on his face, and then he saluted Ao Fan and planned to go into battle.

In the battle formation, Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun looked at Yishan coldly and said: "Yishan! You killed my fellow disciple, and you will have to pay with blood today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the spiritual power of Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun was seen surging, and a dharma body as big as the Yishan dharma body appeared behind him.

The speed is obviously much faster than the sequence used to move mountains. Master Puxian, who had been silent all this time, looked at this scene, put his hands together, and his body began to appear behind him.

At this moment, a figure arrived in an instant, a powerful demonic power swept away instantly, and a ball of golden light fell fiercely in front of Master Puxian.

The powerful force caused Master Puxian to quickly retreat before he could use his Dharmakaya, narrowly escaping the blow. And the Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun not far away couldn't help being startled.

"Old Taoist! You belong to my general!"

A dull voice sounded, and then the surrounding smoke and dust dispersed instantly, and a burly body appeared in front of everyone, with demonic power surging around it, and it was evident that it was also in the realm of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

Seeing the exorcist general who suddenly took action, Master Puxian instantly recovered from the demonic power just now, and looked solemnly at the exorcist with extraordinary momentum.

And the move that Expulsion God just made shocked many people. The Supreme Lord in the sky looked at Expulsion God who appeared, and then sighed helplessly.

Seeing this, the Great Master Xuandu on the side thought for a moment and realized why the master sighed. He was probably thinking why there was no such person among the three religions.

At this time, the leader of Tongtian Cult sighed when he saw that Expelling God could achieve such power with only his physical body. He even thought that if all of the Zhenhai Dragon Palace sided with the Chan Cult, then the people he had intercepted would still be left. Several.

Master Puxian, who was suddenly interrupted from condensing his dharma body, looked at the Exorcist coldly. Although his spiritual power was surging, he had not condensed his dharma body.

Watching this scene, the Expelling God's face suddenly darkened, and he looked at Master Puxian and said coldly: "Are you looking down on me, General!? Summon your Dharma Body!"

"as you wish!"

Master Puxian's face turned cold, and then a spiritual power spread out from his body, and then the white light on his body began to emerge. A huge dharma body quickly appeared behind Master Puxian, and then he saw the dharma body moving forward. He took a step and enveloped Master Puxian.

Seeing the Master Puxian summoning his dharma body, Expulsion God's eyes flashed, and after taking a rough breath, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Move mountains, someone is about to climb!"