The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

In Sanshan Pass, a stream of light instantly fell into the courtyard. Boyikao, who heard the movement, hurried out and saw Master Feng Shen General appearing in the courtyard, his expression suddenly brightened.

"Master!"

Walking quickly to General Fengyun, Boyikao couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. Then he glanced and saw that no one else appeared, with a look of doubt on his face.

Seeing Boyikao's appearance at this time, Fengfeng immediately understood that his disciple was afraid that he would find Pingtian and others again.

"Don't look for it."

Hearing this, Boyikao's face suddenly became solemn, he looked at General Fengyun and said, "Master, is it...?"

"It's not what you think. The war between immortals and gods has ended, and no one will take action in the future." Tong Tong said with a smile. Seeing that Boyikao's face became a little solemn, he continued: "Even Zhenhai Dragon Palace won't do it." Here to help you.”

"Why?" Boyikao asked in surprise, obviously not understanding what would happen after a big battle.

Looking at Boyikao, the God of Wind shook his head and said: "Immortals are immortals after all. This is your world, not the world of immortals. You still need to take this last step by yourself."

When Boyikao heard this, he couldn't help but fell silent. After a while, he spoke: "Disciple understands."

"Looking at the battle approaching, you don't need to worry too much. At this time, it really depends on the strength of you and Ji Fa."

After General Fengyun spoke, he saw that Boyikao quickly returned to normal. He nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "From today on, I will be the only one to help you. After the matter of the list of gods is over, it will be you." When the world is unified, the Dragon King will come in person."

Boyikao's face lit up, he nodded heavily and said nothing more.

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Compared with the scene in the Sanshan Pass, the Xiqi Camp at this time looked extremely desolate. Counting the defected princes and generals, Ji Fa had only tens of thousands of troops under his command at this time, and his generals were even more withered. The vanguard generals were almost No, only one veteran, Nangong Shi, is still useful.

It was extremely quiet in the military tent. The expression on Ji Fa's face was calm. It was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry. He just stared ahead, not knowing what he was looking at.

After a while, a voice came from outside the military tent.

"Is the king here?"

Hearing the voice, it was Nangong Shi who was coming. Ji Fa's eyes flashed with light, and he finally showed a look of hope, and said, "But Marshal Nangong? Come in quickly!"

The sound coming from the military tent made Nangong Shi stunned for a moment, and then entered the military tent. After bowing to Ji Fa who was sitting in the seat, Nangong Shi said: "Greetings to the king!"

"Marshal Nangong, please get up quickly!"

Ji Fa said and helped Nangong Shi up. Nangong Shi was immediately frightened. After taking a step back in a hurry, he said, "No, Your Majesty."

Ji Fa stopped what he was doing and didn't care whether his behavior was appropriate or not. Instead, he looked at Nangong Shi with a hopeful look and asked, "Marshal Nangong, how is the battle ahead?"

At this time, Ji Fa didn't know how many days had passed. The sun was rising and setting. After his fellow disciples went to the battle formation, there was no news, and he couldn't even see the scene.

Ji Fa's uneasiness had lasted for several days, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Looking at the anxious look on Ji Fa's face, Nangong Shi didn't know how to report the war for a while. The hesitation looked in Ji Fa's eyes, making Ji Fa's expression suddenly stagnant.

"Marshal, is there anything wrong?" Ji Fa said with a slight tremor in his voice.

Nangong Shi shook his head hurriedly, and then said: "The king has misunderstood. I just don't know how to answer. It seems that it is over."

Hearing this, Ji Fa said excitedly: "It's over? Who wins and who loses?"

"This... I don't know this."

Nangong Shi's words fell into Ji Fa's ears, and Ji Fa was stunned. He didn't know what it meant. Thinking of this, Ji Fa asked: "What do you mean?"

"Your Majesty, the scouts from the front came to report, saying that after all parties disappeared, they reappeared on the battlefield, but there was no fighting, and they all dispersed."

Nangong Shi himself was full of doubts when he told the battle report at this time. Even when he heard the scout's report, he was confused and had no idea what happened.

Listening to the scout's report, it seemed that both parties disappeared, and then suddenly reappeared in the same place a few days later, as if nothing had happened, and then dispersed.

After Nangong Shi finished speaking about the battle report, Ji Fa frowned. He seemed to know something, and his face became ugly.

It is no longer necessary to know who wins or loses. He just wants to know why everyone left. Could it be that he abandoned himself?

After the war, no matter whether you win or lose, shouldn't you return to your own camp?

Seeing Ji Fa's appearance at this time, Nangong Shi didn't know what to say for a while. After hesitating for a while, he stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, the current situation is strange. It's better for us to make plans in advance."

Hearing this, Ji Fa suddenly came back to his senses, nodded hurriedly, and said: "The marshal is right, lead the troops quickly to strengthen the defense to prevent the rebels from attacking."

"Old minister, I obey!" Nangong Shi clasped his fists, then turned around and walked out of the military tent.

For a moment, the military tent fell into silence again. Just when Ji Fa was worried, he saw a mist appearing out of thin air in the military tent.

Ji Fa suddenly took a step back like a frightened bird, and then looked at the rising white mist in front of him with vigilance, his eyes full of surprise.

"who is it!"

Only when Ji Fa roared angrily did the fog slowly dissipate, revealing Jiang Ziya's figure.

Seeing this scene, Ji Fa's sword suddenly fell from his hand and fell to the ground. Looking at this scene, Jiang Ziya sighed helplessly, and then saluted Ji Fa.

"Kings."

Ji Fa came to Jiang Ziya in three steps and said excitedly: "Prime Minister! Where have you all gone?"

Hearing Ji Fa's inquiry, Jiang Ziya smiled bitterly and said, "Your Majesty, we are defeated."

Lost?

Ji Fa suddenly looked at Jiang Ziya with doubts on his face, and his face became ugly. After taking a few steps back, he said with a look of disbelief: "Failed? How could he be defeated?"

"Uncle, are you lying to me? Why did the teaching fail? You are lying to me!"

Jiang Ziya remained silent, looking at Ji Fa's appearance at this time. After the other party calmed down for a moment, he said: "If you lose, you will lose. Your master Yuding died in battle, and all the uncles also fell. The church suffered heavy losses.”

This news fell on Ji Fa's ears like a bolt from the blue, making Ji Fa's face instantly turn extremely pale.

Looking at Ji Fa's expression, Jiang Ziya sighed secretly, and then said: "I came here today just for this matter. In the future, Chanjiao will no longer help the king."