The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

"Enough people have died."

After Ao Fan and Yuanshi Tianzun looked at each other for a moment, Yuanshi Tianzun, who had been silent all this time, said lightly at this time, but the leader of Tongtian and other saints could hear the resentment in Yuanshi Tianzun's words.

In just a moment, the power of all the saints gathered on their bodies. In a moment, many people were shocked and looked at the seven saints in the sky in horror.

"There are still many people missing from my list of gods." Ao Fan said with a faint smile.

"Ao Fan, are you going to drive me out of Chanjiao and kill them all today?" Yuanshi Tianzun's slightly narrowed eyes suddenly opened, and then fell on Ao Fan, and the power of the saint was released.

Feeling the power of the Yuanshi Tianzun Saint on his body, Ao Fan shook his head and laughed, and said: "You can't scare me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ao Fan was seen holding the sky with one hand, raising the corner of his mouth slightly, and said: "I will stop after I finish my work."

"Let's set up the formation."

The faint voice fell, and countless dark golden rays of light spurted out from Ao Fan's palm. The leader of Tongtian Cult saw this, but with a wave of his hand, he removed his Ten Thousand Immortal Formation.

Upon seeing this, Yuanshi Tianzun couldn't help but change his expression. Before he could react, dragon roars could be heard all around.

They saw countless rays of light rising into the sky from the side of Zhenhai Dragon Palace. Not long after, everyone was horrified to find that among the dense clouds in the sky, dragons of various colors began to shuttle through the clouds.

"Dragon clan!?"

Looking at the scene in front of him, the Antarctic Immortal couldn't help but feel shocked. The dragon body that was constantly swimming in the sky was obviously not formed by a few dragons.

After just a cursory look at one place, nearly a hundred dragons could be seen swimming among the clouds.

There are probably thousands of dragons in this world!

I saw a golden light flashing in Ao Fan's eyes at this time, and then he said: "Yuanshi Tianzun, how do you think of the Ten Thousand Dragon Formation that this king has arranged for you?"

At this time, Yuanshi Tianzun raised his head and looked at the intertwining dragons in the sky, like a huge net covering all the people who explained the religion, and he couldn't help but frown.

"Are you waiting for the person who will save you from teaching?"

When Ao Fan's sarcastic figure came, Yuanshi Tianzun was shocked and looked at Ao Fan with some surprise: "How did you know?"

"How I know is important, but there is something I think you should know." Ao Fan looked at Yuanshi Tianzun and said.

"What words?"

"The world says that saints are like thousands of ants. You haven't reached the highest level yet. In their eyes, how can you be nothing more than an ant?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuanshi Tianzun's expression suddenly changed and he said angrily: "That's nonsense!"

"I also think it's nonsense, but I can't help others seeing it that way." Ao Fan sneered.

As he said that, he saw Ao Fan wave his hand, and a formation appeared in the sky, and the speed exceeded everyone's expectations.

I saw countless dragon powers crisscrossing above the formation, and then I saw countless floods of water pouring out of the formation.

Looking at the water pouring down from Tianshan Mountain, Yuanshi Tianzun was stunned for a moment, and then his expression changed drastically.

"Weak water!?"

Yuanshi Tianzun waved one hand, and a barrier appeared above the people of Chanjiao. The swarming weak water instantly hit the barrier.

Ao Fan looked at this scene with a cold look on his lips. Then he saw the dragon power surging on Ao Fan's body, and a dragon roar suddenly came from the weak water falling from the sky.

As the roar of the dragon sounded, a huge dragon head made of weak water appeared in front of everyone, and then a huge dragon emerged.

At this time, the two Western Saints under the barrier looked at each other, and both saw the solemnity in each other's eyes. There was a flash of golden light on the two of them, and they instantly jumped out of the barrier.

Golden light surged from the two of them, intending to scatter the weak water dragon in one fell swoop, but before they could take action, they were instantly locked by two auras.

A ray of cold light shot out, it was the Immortal Killing Sword controlled by Master Tongtian, and it struck directly at the chest of the Taoist. At this time, the Taishang Laojun flicked his fly whisk and rolled it towards Taoist Zhunti.

And the Nuwa Empress standing at the outermost edge was not idle at this time. With a slight movement of her hands, a layer of colorful rays of light spread out, completely surrounding the Ten Thousand Dragon Formation.

This scene fell in Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes, and Yuanshi Tianzun's mind immediately sank to the lowest point.

Before Yuanshi Tianzun could come up with a countermeasure, the weak water dragon rushing down from the sky slammed into the barrier.

I saw the giant dragon's mouth suddenly opening and biting towards the barrier, followed by a shattering sound.

Seeing the cracks in the barrier above his head, Yuanshi Tianzun couldn't help but be stunned. It seemed that he still underestimated the power of Dragon King Ao Fan's spell.

Seeing that the barrier was about to fail, the Antarctic Immortal and the Randen Taoist surged with spiritual energy and used formations to repair the cracks.

However, the faces of the three generations of disciples of the Chan Cult were slightly pale at this time, and they no longer had the arrogance of the past. Only then did they know that if the saint took action, the world would collapse in an instant.

Seeing this, Jiang Ziya gritted his teeth and took a step forward, using his own magic to temporarily repair the broken spot.

Countless beams of light poured out from the Chanjiao camp and shot towards the barrier in the sky, trying to block the weak water dragon.

But in Ao Fan's eyes, this scene was tantamount to the death struggle of the person who explained the religion. A sneer appeared on Ao Fan's face, and as soon as the dragon power on his body was condensed, a dark golden light gushed out.

On the other hand, the weak water dragon in the sky also began to flash a blue light at this time. After roaring, it hit the barrier again.

"Evil beast!"

Knowing that he could no longer stop the weak water dragon, Yuanshi Tianzun raised his hand to the sky and pointed, and saw a formation appear above the head of Yuanshi Tianzun, and then a ray of green light shot towards the weak water dragon. The water dragon shot over quickly.

There was a loud "boom", and then a layer of ripples was seen spreading from the sky. The Second Saint of the West, who was fighting with the leader of Tongtian and Taishang Laojun, suddenly came back to his senses.

The four of them took a step back to prevent the aftermath from affecting them, but they were a little surprised that Yuanshi Tianzun could break the weak water dragon with one move.

Countless weak waters dispersed in the sky, but Yuanshi Tianzun who watched this scene didn't look very happy.

According to Dragon King Ao Fan's temperament, this move will never be broken by him so easily. There is probably a trick in it.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly looked up, only to see the falling weak water passing through the already broken barrier and beginning to slowly gather in mid-air.

Seeing this scene, Yuanshi Tianzun's expression suddenly changed, and the Antarctic Immortal and the Randen Taoist seemed to have discovered something at this time. Their spiritual power surged around them, and they instantly stood in front of their fellow disciples.

Guangchengzi and the remaining so-called Hunyuan Golden Immortals did not dare to neglect at this time, and took a step forward to block the upcoming changes.