The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

From the beginning of the battle, to now being pressed and beaten by the Dragon King Ao Fan from beginning to end, I am afraid that there is only the Nine Spirit Yuansheng in the world.

A strong sense of humiliation rose from the heart of the Nine Spirits Yuansheng, and the killing intent in his eyes looked at the smiling Dragon King Ao Fan on the opposite side.

The monster's might burst out suddenly, and he swung away the supreme golden hoop that was pressing on his head, and then slammed it out, and saw the huge shadow of the sword slashed towards the side of Dragon King Ao Fan.

The wrathful blow of the Nine Spirit Yuansheng was naturally not comparable to that before. Feeling the endless divine power on the sword shadow and the power of the heavens mixed with it, Ao Moang who watched the battle couldn't help but be shocked.

"Be careful, Dragon King!"

At this time, the dragon king Ao Fan only had a slight chill in his eyes, and the power of the lunar yin on his side condensed, and the lunar dragon was released in the blink of an eye.

As soon as the dragon face containing the power of the heavenly path appeared, the endless cold air spread out towards the surroundings, and a huge ice wall instantly rose to the ground, blocking the knife shadow that was chopped by the Nine Spirit Yuansheng.

"boom!"

The ice wall fell with the blade shadow, and it collapsed after only a moment, but the light on the blade shadow was reduced a lot, not as dazzling as before, even the murderous intent on the blade shadow was weakened by a few points.

Standing the supreme golden hoop on the ground, Ao Fan shouted coldly: "Big!"

I saw that the supreme golden hoop rod instantly became extremely sturdy, blocking the side of the dragon king Aofan, and the shadow of the knife fell on the supreme golden hoop rod, and the dragon king Aofan only felt a strong force coming from his hand, and his figure was almost Was shaken back.

Ao Fan's eyes skyrocketed, and a white illusion suddenly appeared behind him. It was the image power that had been fused after killing the six-tooth white elephant before.

Seeing that his sword was about to fall on Ao Fan's body, Nine Spirit Yuansheng couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth slightly, but he hadn't been happy for too long before he saw his blade shadow being pressed back by Ao Fan little by little.

Feeling the power coming from his hand, the Nine Spirit Yuansheng looked at the illusion of the six-tooth white elephant behind Ao Fan with a stunned expression on his face.

Although the power of the elephant is strong, it is still worse than the power of the dragon. The dragon king Aofan uses the power of the image to suppress himself, not to mention whether he can be better than himself, but it is a shame to his Nine Spirit Yuansheng. Your dragon king Ao Fan looked down on this king, and even reluctant to use his dragon power, he simply ignored his quasi-sage.

It's just that although I feel uncomfortable in my heart, the power that comes from my hand can't be faked. I can't even deal with this trivial image power. If I want to say it, my quasi saint's face is lost.

At this time, Ao Fan watched that he could use his image force to push the Nine Spirits Yuansheng of the quasi-sage cultivation base on one side, and he could not help looking at the Nine Spirits Yuansheng with contempt. At a level, is this quasi saint now so watery?

Seeing that his sword shadow was about to be pressed back, while the Nine Spirits Yuansheng was struggling to support him, he muttered the formula silently, and then let out a lion roar. The powerful sound wave made the dragon king Aofan's brows slightly wrinkled. When the Nine Spirit Yuansheng shouted something there, he suddenly noticed a pressure from behind.

I saw a mountain of hundreds of meters coming from a distance, and the endless coercion pressed towards Ao Fan, the Dragon King. Ao Fan's eyes narrowed. This guy could have the magical powers of the Lion and Camel King! ?

Nine Spirit Yuansheng laughed loudly at this time: "Ao Fan, this king wants to see if your elephant power can hold this mountain!"

"Hmph, it's like suppressing the king with a mountain? You are afraid that you are living in a dream!"

The Dragon King Ao Fan sneered, and the Taiyin Dragon Xiang beside him went straight to the mountain. This scene fell in the eyes of the Nine Spirits Yuansheng, making the Nine Spirits Yuansheng laugh.

This mountain-moving magical power is his slaughter of the lion and camel king clan, and has swallowed the magical powers that the lion camel king has personally understood. This mountain contains the power of heaven, and has his own cultivation skills. Where is the lion and camel king? of.

Dragon King Ao Fan rushed to take action at this time, fearing that he would be suppressed in the blink of an eye. Thinking of the tragic situation of Dragon King Ao Fan being suppressed by himself, the eyes of Nine Spirit Yuansheng couldn't help showing a cheerful look.

I saw the Taiyin dragon face that pounced on the mountain, and just under the mountain, there was a chill in his eyes, and the ground under his feet instantly pulled up ten thousand feet of ice and rolled towards the mountain.

Countless ice rushed from the ground, and in the blink of an eye, the mountain was blocked, and the mountain instantly turned into an iceberg, trapped in place, unable to move.

When Nine Spirit Yuansheng saw this, his face instantly became a little ugly. He never thought that the Dragon King Ao Fan could actually freeze his supernatural powers. This kind of method he lived such a long time, it was really unheard of.

Feeling the weakening of the connection between himself and the mountain, the Nine Spirit Yuansheng couldn't help but change his face, gritted his teeth and looked at the Taiyin Dragon face below the mountain. Cold light flashed in his eyes.

Since you can't kill you, then suppress your dragon phase here!

He made a decision in his heart. With a single wave of the Nine Spirit Yuansheng, a demon power was injected into the mountain, and the mountain instantly pressed down, breaking the icicles that trapped the mountain, and then turned towards Ao Fan’s Taiyin Dragon The phase pressure went down.

The endless divine might poured down violently, and saw that the Taiyin Dragon Xiang had not reacted, and was suppressed on the Zhujie Mountain by the mountain above his head.

Dragon King Ao Fan narrowed his eyes and looked at the Nine Spirit Yuan Sage with a frosty face. He underestimated this guy's supernatural power of moving the mountain, and he was able to temporarily block his connection with the dragon.

It's just that this still-existing connection with Longxiang made the corners of Ao Fan's mouth slightly raised, and the Nine Spirits Yuansheng was afraid that he had miscalculated.

Seeing the successful suppression of Ao Fan's Taiyin Longxiang under the mountain, the Nine Spirits Yuansheng was immediately ecstatic. Seeing Ao Fan, he felt that he could easily kill the opponent, without remembering the difficulty of the previous battle.

"Ao Fan, what else can you say!?"

"What's that? Naturally, I beat you."

With a cold look in his eyes, Dragon King Ao Fan suddenly waved with one hand, and the murderous aura behind him rushed towards Nine Spirit Yuansheng for an instant. Feeling the killing intent that hit the soul directly, the Nine Spirit Yuansheng instantly stiffened, but before he could react, he saw a long knife condensed on the top of Ao Fan's head.

I saw that the long knife hung above Longwang Aofan's head was filled with blood, and the blade was so thick and heavy, it made people feel a little scared just to look at the blade. At this time, the killing intent behind Ao Fan was released by this sword. The unique power of the powerful Xiantian Lingbao was mixed with the substantive antiquity killing intent, locking the Nine Spirits Yuansheng to death.

The murderous aura from the ancient battlefield made the Nine Spirits Yuansheng instantly stiff, and there was a rare trace of fear in his eyes, as if he reminded the Nine Spirits Yuansheng, feeling the rich murderous aura surrounding him, as if letting The Nine Spirit Yuansheng is now in the ancient battlefield.

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