The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

The mountain gradually broke apart, and huge rocks continued to roll down. From the top of the mountain, a red light gradually emerged.

But in a moment, the mountain collapsed for more than half, and a red beam of light was revealed at this time. The dazzling red light slowly dimmed, but the innate power emanating from the beam of light did not diminish in the slightest.

The light faded away, and only a huge stone pillar standing high above the sky appeared in the mountain at this time.

I saw cracks all over the stone pillar, and the red light in the cracks seemed to breathe, and red light flashed continuously.

Wu Zhi Qi's eyes showed a look of remembrance, and with one move, he watched the huge stone pillar in the mountain flash with red light, then gradually became smaller and flew into Wu Zhi Qi's hands.

Wearing battle armor and holding a long stick. At this time, Ao Fan was taken aback for a while with his unsupported appearance, and then chuckled lightly. There was a bit of emotion in my heart, the helpless Qi in front of him at this moment was somewhat similar to the Great Sage Qitian thousands of years later.

At this moment, Ao Fan's arms stretched out, and the Supreme Golden Cudgel slowly appeared in Ao Fan's hand with golden light from one side.

As Ao Fan held the supreme golden hoop stick in his hand, a dark golden light flashed across Ao Fan's upper body at this time, and the dragon scales also appeared on his body.

Two strong air currents erupted on the river, and the dragon king Ao Fan and the two unsupported Qi were seen at this time, like sharp arrows leaving the string, slamming together.

Two completely different auras were released from the magic weapons in the hands of both sides, and two air currents of gold and red were completely different on the river surface.

Seeing Wu Zhiqi's terrifying killing power, the covering sea in the sky couldn't help being shocked.

The killing power of Wuzhiqi has now become the essence, and it can even compete with the dragon power on the Dragon King. He can't even think of this existence, and now he sees it with his own eyes, and knows this Wuzhiqi. powerful.

At this time, it was not only covering the sea, the remaining few people were also shocked by the power of Wuzhiqi from this time.

"Come again!"

Ao Fan's eyes lit up, and there was a burst of excitement in Wuzhiqi's heart before him. The dragon power on his body broke out again in an instant. When Wuzhiqi saw this, the corner of his mouth smiled slightly, and the killing power on his body also burst out.

All of a sudden, the two auras that collided on the river surface changed in an instant. The dragon power on Ao Fan turned into a dragon-shaped illusion at this time, and Wu Zhiqi's real illusion appeared behind him.

After a stalemate for a while, Ao Fan's wrist turned, and the supreme golden hoop in his hand violently lifted the stick in Wuzhi Qi's hand, and then a stick swept out, with the sky thunder on top of the stick.

Wuzhiqi's reaction at this time was not slow, and it was able to block Ao Fan's sweep. For a time, the two of them fought together in the sky with magic weapons, a large amount of spiritual power spread out, and the mountains on both sides of the bank were in great disaster at this time.

The tops of the mountains continued to collapse, but in a moment, the mountains on both sides of the Huai River were cut down by one level.

Seeing the battle between the two sides, Ping Tian and others wanted to intervene several times, but in the end they were helpless to push away. This is not a battle they can participate in, but a duel between the quasi-sages.

The battle is still going on. After dozens of rounds of engagement, the world has changed color. Affected by the fluctuating spirit of the battle between the two sides, the sky was overcast at this time, and the Huai River under the feet was constantly rolling over.

After colliding again, Ao Fan and Wuzhiqi separated. I saw that Ao Fan's dragon power flowed smoothly at this time, and there was no sign of fatigue, on the contrary, he became more energetic. On the other hand, Wu Zhiqi at this time, the demon power on his body has not been in the previous peak state, and his breath is slightly gasping, which obviously consumes a lot.

Looking at the opposite Ao Fan coldly, and seeing that the other party showed no signs of fatigue, Qi Xin kept sinking without support. The dragon king Ao Fan in front of him was completely different from the dragon king in his own impression. Ying Long did not have the ability of Ao Fan.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and a golden light flashed from Ao Fan's supreme golden hoop. Ao Fan flung it, and saw that the supreme golden hoop instantly separated countless clones.

The supreme golden hoop rod that was turning all over the sky made Wuzhiqi on the river surface stunned. Before he could react, he saw the supreme golden hoop rod smashing down towards him.

Wuzhiqi's expression changed, and he hurriedly picked up the Huntian stick in his hand, intending to block it, but after working for a long time, he was still smashed a few times, and every time he fell on him, it was a sudden pain. .

"drink!"

A roar sounded, and Wu Zhiqi suddenly released a powerful air current, and the red air wave instantly rushed away the supreme golden hoop that fell on him.

Wuzhi Qi Hong looked at Ao Fan on the opposite side with his eyes, and was about to rush up, when the sudden change happened.

I saw the sky full of supreme golden hoop rods quickly gathered, gradually condensed into a huge pillar, and pressed up towards Wuzhiqi.

Helpless Qi was helpless, so he could only temporarily stop his movements and block the Supreme Golden Cudgel that was pressing on his head.

The body was short, and Qi could only feel a strong force pressing towards him.

A purple light flashed in Ao Fan's eyes, and a purple flame instantly ignited beside him. When the flame receded, Ao Fan's purple flame dragon appeared.

With a pinch of the magic formula in the hands of the purple flame dragon, several purple lotus flowers moved towards Wuzhiqi. Wuzhiqi's eyes were stunned. When he was puzzled, he saw the lotus flower falling on the surface of the river and dispersed in an instant, but for a moment a formation appeared at Wuzhiqi's feet.

Wuzhiqi's face changed suddenly, and several purple flame chains rushed out in that formation, and went straight to Wuzhiqi.

At this time Wuzhiqi's head was pressed by the supreme golden hoop, and he couldn't move at all. When the chain was buckled on his limbs, the burning sensation caused Wuzhiqi to roar in pain, and then the demon power on his body was also locked. .

Taking a breath of breath, Wuzhiqi felt terrified in his heart. He never expected that Dragon King Aofan would use Dayu’s formation, which was even more powerful than that used by Dayu. The formation used to lock people at the most, but The formation at this time is fatal.

Purple Flame can burn everything in the world, unless it is something restrained, but Wu Zhiqi is locked in spiritual power at this time, and there is no way to counter it, and can only endure the burning feeling.

"Ao Fan!"

Wuzhi Qi roared, trying to forcefully break free of the chains on his body. The harder he struggles, the tighter the chains on his body.

A thick chain rushed out of the formation, entwined around Wuzhiqi's neck. Then he suddenly pulled back, Wu Zhi Qi, who had originally leaned forward to break free, was instantly pulled back. The demon power in the body also buckled with this chain, and instantly stagnated, Wu Zhiqi looked at this scene in disbelief.

At this time Wuzhiqi had been completely locked in the formation, and the demon power on his body gradually dissipated, looking like an ordinary monster.

Ao Fan expressionlessly retracted the supreme golden cudgel that was pressing on Wuzhiqi's head, and then stepped out, instantly reaching Wuzhiqi's front.

Looking at Wuzhiqi in front of him coldly, Ao Fan suddenly showed a smile.

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