Chapter 1048: Today is a good day!
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The Rise of The Mythical Dragon
- Yanmen
- 1354 characters
- 2021-01-31 05:24:56
The golden light on his body converged, but he did not take back the golden dragon beside him.
Looking at Venerable Tiangu Leiyin coldly, the corners of his mouth suddenly rose slightly, revealing a smile.
"It seems a little bit different from what you think."
Hearing this sarcasm, Venerable Tiangu Leiyin's body trembled suddenly, and his face became hard to look, but there was more helplessness in his heart.
Apart from being angry at this time, it seems that there is no other way to deal with the ventilation in front of him.
When Hunyuan Jinxian couldn't beat the opponent, now can he beat the quasi-sage?
Unwilling to look at the ventilation, Venerable Tiangu Leiyin said: "If this matter is over, how about we take a step back?"
"If you say rob, then rob, say withdraw, then withdraw, where do you put my dragon palace?"
Ventilation sneered, and then with a wave of one hand, a rune swept away, and only one move trapped Venerable Gu Leiyin that day.
"The overall situation of the Three Kingdoms is a major issue in the layout of my Dragon Palace and the Three Religions. You Western teachers always think about picking peaches. When I am everywhere, there are dead people?"
As soon as the voice fell, countless dragon powers gathered in Fengfeng's hand, and a long sword appeared in an instant, and then was thrown out by Fengfeng casually.
The blade of the sword instantly hit the neck of Venerable Tiangu Leiyin, and a blood stain was drawn in the blink of an eye.
What about Hunyuan Jinxian? Can't kill you?
Feng Feng's face was full of frost at this time, and even the Taobao Taoist in the distance could feel the killing intent of Feng Feng's body, and he couldn't help feeling a little surprised.
"Brother, is this ventilation meant to kill?"
There was a light of excitement in the eyes of Our Lady of Turtle Spirit, and she hurriedly leaned forward and asked.
Turning his head and glanced at his junior sister, Taobao Taoist nodded and said, "The Western teachings really crossed the boundary this time."
As soon as the voice fell, I felt a voice in the distance: "God, wait a minute!"
He raised his eyes to look at the two golden lights galloping forward, sneered in Ventilation's heart, and then his wrist moved.
I saw that Venerable Gu Leiyin suddenly stiffened, and his eyes were staring at the air incredibly.
The pain in his chest was extremely clear. After lowering his head, Venerable Tiangu Leiyin suddenly discovered that there was a fist-sized hole in his chest.
The blood slowly flowed out, and Venerable Tiangu Leiyin didn't know when he moved his hand until he died.
And the people who rushed were already close by this time, and they were three masters of Western teaching.
One of them was dressed in a blue robe, with a compassionate expression on his face, looking at Venerable Tiangu Leiyin who was about to fall, and hurriedly took his hand to support him, and the faint blue light above his palm floated to protect the wound.
Feng Feng looked at the person who shot, his eyes narrowed, and then he said, "Holy Master Pharmacist?"
Hearing the sound, the person who was protecting the Venerable Tiangu Leiyin raised his head, looking at the air without anger or sorrow, but said lightly: "It is rare that the gods still know the Venerable."
"Heh~"
With a chuckle, he ventilated his hands on his back, looked at Venerable Medicine Master and said, "Do you want to save him?"
"He shouldn't have died." Venerable Medicine Master said lightly.
"But he is a dead end when he gets involved with someone who should be robbed." A cold light flickered in Feng Feng's eyes.
As soon as the voice fell, I saw the two people coming with Venerable Pharmacist, and their power instantly released.
"I killed one of the eighteen guardians. Do you want to die?"
I saw that the two of them ignored the ventilating warning, and instead of restraining their power, they instantly raised several levels.
Shaking his head and letting out a laugh, Ventilation shot again, and the Jinlong rushed towards the two of them.
"Roar!"
A dragon roar sounded, and the surging dragon power rolled towards the two, only to see one of them took a step forward, a golden light in his hand condensed, unexpectedly led the golden dragon to one side for the time being.
"The power to drop the dragon?"
Feng Feng looked at the hands-on person with interest, but a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"It is rumored that there is a dragon-falling guardian among the eighteen guardians, should it be you?"
Hearing the question, the man was not sad or not happy, but folded his hands together, whispered an instructive cry, and said, "It is here."
"That's it, it saves me a lot of effort."
Hearing the clueless sentence of ventilation, Jianglong Protector was taken aback, his eyes filled with puzzled expressions.
What does this mean?
The next second, Protector Jianglong heard a terrifying whisper.
"Anyway, I'm going to kill you, this place can be regarded as a geomantic treasure."
The body trembled suddenly, and Jianglong Protector didn't know at this time that he had met Feng Feng for the first time, and it was also the first contact with Zhenhai Longgong people.
Listening to the meaning of these words, it seems that it is not a day or two to kill your own mind?
I saw that airy slowly raised his head, watching the Dragon Protector and said with a smile: "Today is a good time, some people return to the Fengshui list, here is the treasure of Feng Shui, I will send you a ride."
As soon as the voice fell, everyone changed their expressions, especially Venerable Medicine Master could clearly feel the killing intent emanating from Feng Feng.
In the next second, I saw that ventilation stepped out and rushed towards the Dragon Protector.
Seeing this scene, Jianglong Protector pushed with both hands, and then a golden dragon shot out, trying to temporarily entangle the ventilation.
The Daobao Taoist who watched this scene from a distance was stunned. Does this dragon descending protector really have a real dragon body?
Seeing the golden dragon that suddenly appeared, his ventilated figure stagnated, and the cold light in his eyes skyrocketed, and then he lifted it with one hand and easily took the golden dragon into his hand.
"False dragon!"
Holding the golden dragon tightly with his hand, the dragon power on the ventilating body rushed towards the golden dragon.
The power of the true dragon could not be absorbed by the golden dragon, on the contrary, it peeled off the dragon power a little bit.
The original pale golden dragon body gradually receded its golden light at this time, but instead revealed a piece of black scale armor.
"This is not a dragon!?"
The Taobao Taoist stared at the revealed black armor, his expression suddenly changed, and after an exclamation, he looked at the Western teaching gang with horror.
No wonder this Dragon Palace yelled and screamed at the Western religion, and he didn't feel soft when he started his hands. The problem was here.
In Zhenhai Dragon Palace, looking at the scene through the sky, Ao Fan's face was calm.
But Ao Tian by his side could still clearly feel the chill on his father.
"Good guts, since the first time enshrining a god, I have rarely seen such a young man."
Ao Fan chuckled, then turned to look at Ao Tian: "How do you think?"
Hearing the father's question about him, Ao Tian said, "Be dead."
"How to do?"
"Don't keep one."
Looking at his son with satisfaction, Ao Fan showed a touch of relief in his eyes, and then said: "The father taught you so that you don't want you to kill indiscriminately. It's just that this Western religion has evolved into the Dragon Pond and turned the Naga snake into a dragon. My dragon bloodline, this is absolutely unbearable."
After speaking, I saw Ao Fan stand up, and then with a wave of one hand, a golden light shot out sharply, shooting out all over the East China Sea in an instant.
"It looks like I'm going to teach in the West in person."
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