The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

There were constant roars in the sky, and as the thunder flashed, the light became brighter and brighter, even overshadowing the original light in the chaotic space.

The flickering light on Ao Fan's side face did not affect Ao Fan's mind watching the chess game at all at this time.

Taishang Laojun and others withdrew their gaze from the vision in the sky, intending to take a closer look at what Ao Fan had to do. They couldn't just let the lightning flash like this, right?

At this moment, Daozu Hongjun didn't mind at all that his purple light was constantly flowing in the thunder light, and the white piece in his hand suddenly fell on the chessboard.

The purple light under the clouds expanded instantly, trying to block all the lightning falling from the sky.

Even without looking back, Ao Fan knew what Daozu Hongjun was planning to do at this time. The light in his eyes flashed away, the sunspot in his hand fell, and the thunder light in the sky disappeared.

Daozu Hongjun frowned and looked at the changes on the chessboard. For a moment, he couldn't understand what Ao Fan meant by taking a step back.

At this moment, a drop of rain suddenly fell from the sky, and the silence between heaven and earth was so silent that the sound of water drops falling to the ground could be heard.

As the sound fell into his ears, Daozu Hongjun was stunned for a moment. On the chessboard in front of him, the black light spread out like ink meeting water.

In just a moment, the chessboard in front of him was completely black. When the black light dissipated, there were actually a lot less white pieces on the chessboard.

Daozu Hongjun frowned and looked up at Ao Fan, who was smiling, his eyes shining with light.

On the other hand, most of the purple light in the sky had dissipated at this time, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier. In this chaotic space, even Taoist Hongjun had never thought of rainwater falling.

A faint aura began to emerge after the rain fell to the ground. Seeing this, Gu Jing Wubo's face finally twitched for a fleeting moment.

Looking at Ao Fan, Daozu Hongjun raised his hand and a white seed fell down.

Countless rays of light were transmitted from the clouds, followed by the extremely high temperature, and the rainwater was evaporated in mid-air.

Taishang Laojun and others looked at the scene in front of them and couldn't help but frowned. Are the two of them fighting? Isn't this power just a little too bland?

On the chess game, black stones and white stones are constantly interlaced. The dark clouds in the sky are still blocking the light to prevent the light from being projected.

But no one noticed that on the land that had just been moistened by the rain, there was already a lot of aura gathering on the ground.

As the white piece in his hand fell, a faint purple light appeared on Daozu Hongjun's body. The light flowed in his eyes, and he looked at Ao Fan and said, "Ao Fan, don't struggle anymore."

In the chess game, although the fighting was fierce, the white stone seemed to have the upper hand. In the eyes of others, it seemed that the victory or defeat had been decided.

As if to prove that his statement was correct, the dark clouds in the sky were torn open by a ray of light.

Endless light poured down, and the temperature also increased. The saints watching this scene knew in their hearts that Ao Fan had no chance.

Most of Heizi disappeared, but Ao Fan didn't have any anxious look on his face at this time. Looking up at the bright sun in the sky, Ao Fan suddenly laughed.

"Hongjun, has this thing been there since the beginning?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Daozu Hongjun was stunned for a moment, and then he frowned, looking at Ao Fan not understanding what Ao Fan meant by his words.

In silence, Ao Fan shook his head and said lightly: "Let's pretend it's not the original one."

After saying that, the chess piece in Ao Fan's hand fell, and the meaning of the chess game changed again. The light bloomed instantly. The situation that was originally destined to die was reversed in the blink of an eye as the black piece in Ao Fan's hand fell.

Looking at the white chess piece that had mostly disappeared in an instant, Daozu Hongjun's eyes were full of astonishment.

Ao Fan actually had a backup plan! ?

Looking at this scene in stunned silence, Taishang Laojun was shocked, and then he felt something. He turned around and looked at the wasteland behind him, and saw countless mist rising from the ground.

"This is!?"

Leader Tongtian looked at this scene in front of him, as if he couldn't believe it was true. You must know that in this chaotic space, there should be a lot of power of chaos everywhere. Desolation is what it should be. Why is it there? So much water mist appears?

For a moment, it seemed that even the light in the sky was no longer so burning.

Taoist Hongjun looked a little strange at this time. He really didn't expect that Ao Fan could actually do this. His face was slightly cold. Then Taozu Hongjun said: "Since you are unwilling to abandon your son and admit defeat, Pindao will let you Convinced!"

As he said that, he fell down, and a strong wind blew up, trying to completely disperse the mist, but how could Ao Fan let him do so?

As he raised his arm, a black light fell down. The chess pieces fell down on the chessboard. The black light dispersed, and a faint green light appeared in the mist.

A powerful force of life swept across, Taishang Laojun frowned, and his expression suddenly changed as he looked at the green light that gradually emerged.

"The power of Jumang!?"

"How is it possible!? When did Ao Fan get this thing?" Leader Tongtian looked at this scene in astonishment.

All the saints frowned. If they hadn't known that Ju Mang had already died when Ao Fan was born, another person might have thought that Ju Mang died in his hands.

Taoist Hongjun looked at Ao Fan and said, "Chaos is what it is, are you really going to do this?"

"You were born in chaos, and I have never seen it, so I won't talk to you about it. It's just that the scene in chaos is really incomprehensible to me."

Hearing what Ao Fan said, everyone was stunned. This chaos is inherently void. Ao Fan wants to change the appearance of this chaos even if he doesn't like it. Isn't it a joke?

Also, this space was clearly opened up by Taoist Hongjun. How could Ao Fan change this chaos?

Just as Ao Fan finished speaking, the power of Jumang that emerged instantly exploded and turned into countless light spots that dispersed.

In just a moment, countless life forces filled the mist.

"Nonsense!"

Daozu Hongjun finally got angry. This chaotic space was created by him based on his understanding of the power of chaos in heaven. It really should be the true face of chaos. This Ao Fan actually tried to change the source of chaos! ?

Who does he think he is! ?

At this time, Daozu Hongjun was not only angry because of Ao Fan's changes at this time, but because Ao Fan looked like the same person at this time. A person that I will never forget.

I saw the corner of Ao Fan's mouth raised slightly, a hint of joking flashed in his eyes, and then he said: "Hongjun, I will plant a piece of green in your chaos today!"