The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

In just a few years, the spiritual veins of Skull Mountain were completely polluted by Ma Yuan's blood type power. Empress Shiji stood on the top of the mountain and closed her eyes for a moment, then frowned slightly.

"The pollution is really too serious. If we had been out of isolation a few years earlier, it wouldn't be like this."

With a helpless sigh in her heart, empress Shiji's body was filled with green light. Then she made a seal with her fingers, and a ray of green light separated from her body, drawing a range in the sky. Then a large formation appeared in the sky, but The spiritual energy was unstable, which was obviously because the formation was not completed.

I saw Empress Shiji's palm spread out, Tai'a Sword flashed with a cold light, and instantly appeared in her hand. She gently scratched her finger, and a drop of light golden blood essence dripped from Empress Shiji's bare hand, among which The rich demon power spread instantly.

A hint of helplessness flashed in Empress Shiji's eyes. Without the help of his master, setting up such a large formation would require consuming a drop of his blood essence that he had cultivated for hundreds of years.

When the essence and blood were dripped into the Tai'a Sword, the originally extremely rich demonic power became even more intense after being blessed by the Tai'a Sword.

Pointing his finger upward, he saw the Tai'a sword rising into the sky instantly and stopping steadily on the formation. Then I saw several chains rising into the sky in the formation and suddenly falling on the Tai'a sword.

For a time, the huge formation finally stabilized under the blessing of Tai'a Sword.

I saw an extremely thick green light pouring down from the formation, and it enveloped the entire Skeleton Mountain in just a moment. The bloody power originally hidden in the mountain began to slowly spread out from the mountain, and then poured into the formation.

Seeing that the purification had begun, Empress Shiji couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. Although she knew that the process was slow, it was better than doing nothing.

"I hope this bloody aura can be purified."

The somewhat pale Empress Shiji sighed helplessly, then turned into a stream of light and escaped into the cave, and began to practice spiritual energy to make up for her consumption of blood essence.

As Empress Shiji escaped into the cave, the formation was the only one operating in Skull Mountain, and there was no life within a hundred miles.

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Somewhat bored, he scanned the situation under the clouds in the sky. Nezha had been out for a while. According to the master's instructions, he needed to practice his merits in case of emergencies. During this period, he made a lot of progress at the foot of the mountain. name. He was nicknamed "Musket Spirit General".

Although he doesn't like to be called by nicknames, Nezha is still a little happy. After all, in recent times, he has been able to slay demons and do a lot of good things for the world. He has already made his contribution somewhere. Immortality card, worship day and night.

During this period of time, with the blessing of the power of merit and the power of faith, my cultivation level has also been improving day by day, which can be said to be different every day.

After tasting these sweet things, Nezha, who was originally a little dissatisfied because his master drove him down the mountain to work, suddenly became addicted and planned to live through all the monsters and ghosts in this world to see how his cultivation had improved.

At this time, Nezha couldn't help but think of the Zhenhai Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, and secretly felt cruel in his heart. He thought that after his cultivation level increased greatly, he would definitely go to the door and skin the generals under the Zhenhai Dragon King Ao Fan. Especially the Dragon King Ao Fan, who was captured so that the master could be used as a mount.

Ignoring Nezha daydreaming in the sky, a faint smell of blood drifted over from the distance. Nezha, who was still daydreaming, suddenly frowned and felt a little confused.

"Where does this smell of blood come from? It's really rare that it can reach the sky."

There were some doubts in his heart, but there was a smile on Nezha's face. Such a powerful bloody power can be felt even in the sky. Needless to say, he knows that it must be the work of a monster.

At this time, Nezha only had one thought in his mind, which was to find the monster and kill it, and then make himself famous so that he could gain more merit and faith.

Having made up his mind, Nezha stretched his head out of the clouds and looked towards the ground. He saw a small group of people coming from a distance. The direction they were coming from was the direction of the bloody smell he had felt earlier. .

Nezha's eyes moved. After thinking for a moment, Nezha jumped down from the clouds and turned into a fiery red stream of light that shot away from the sky.

On the official road, a group of people and horses were driving slowly. The large and small bullock carts were filled with exhausted pedestrians. Although they were a little tired, everyone looked like they were surviving the disaster. It was obvious that they escaped because of the disaster. from.

The leader looked at the sky and saw that the sun was high in the sky, and they had just escaped from the area. He couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, raised his arms high, and shouted: "Everyone, rest, we have escaped." Come out, I think I won’t be able to catch up for a while.”

After everyone heard this, they hurriedly stopped and planned to take a good rest. Who knew that as soon as the leader finished speaking, a ray of red light fell from the sky.

Everyone looked at this scene in horror, not knowing what to do for a moment. For a moment, there was a commotion in the convoy. Many young people stood up tremblingly with long knives in hand and blocked the convoy. Although there was some determination in their eyes, the fear hidden deep inside was still extremely obvious.

The rising smoke slowly dissipated, and everyone looked over and saw that it was not the strange man with green sprouts and fangs, but a small child with a bellyband on his body, looking at them with lively eyes.

For a while, there was silence between the two sides, and the atmosphere was a little weird. Nezha glanced at the crowd, and saw that the faces of the other party were full of fear and exhaustion, and became more and more sure that this group of people had escaped.

Coughing a few times, Nezha glanced at the crowd with a condescending look, and said, "Where did you come from?"

Seeing this child coming from the sky and speaking like a big shot, everyone's hearts suddenly trembled. As Nezha's voice fell, they all took a step back. For a moment, everyone didn't know how to respond.

The leader swallowed his saliva, took a step forward, and asked cautiously: "Dare, dare to ask who is your Excellency?"

"I am Nezha, a disciple of Zhenren Taiyi of Jinguang Cave in Qianyuan Mountain. I have been ordered by my master to go down the mountain to kill demons and eliminate demons. I see that you are exhausted all the way. Have you encountered anything?"

Hearing Nezha announcing his family status, everyone's eyes showed a trace of doubt. Apparently they didn't know where the Golden Light Cave in Qianyuan Mountain was and who Master Taiyi was.

The leader glanced at Nezha with some embarrassment, thought for a while and said: "We escaped from the Skull Mountain. A few years ago, a demon cultivator came to the Skeleton Mountain. He was violent, murderous and cannibalistic. , he has eaten almost all the creatures within a hundred miles. I finally ran out just to go to the city in front to worship the gods, who saved me from the fire and water. I heard that the Dragon King Temple is extremely efficacious, so I waited. Just to worship the Dragon King."