The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

The sudden appearance of golden light on the body of Master Huanglong was obviously beyond everyone's expectation, and they thought it was a phenomenon caused by the loss of cultivation of Master Huanglong.

It was not until the golden chain appeared in the light that everyone was shocked. It was not an ordinary chain at all.

I saw a sad smile on the face of Master Huang Long at this time. He looked at his former classmate and said, "Do you know why I was able to worship the Chan Cult back then?"

Questions were raised, but at this time everyone in the Chanjiao didn't have any other reaction except horror. They all looked at the chains behind Master Huang Long with horrified eyes.

At this time, everyone at Zhenhai Dragon Palace looked at the chain with a sense of fear coming from the bottom of their hearts. Among them, Ao Bing is the strongest.

Looking at the chains wrapped around Huanglong's body, Ao Bing frowned. While his heart was full of fear, he also had an inexplicable anger that was difficult to suppress.

Feng Wu, who was standing aside, couldn't help but feel moved when she saw Ao Bing's appearance. She looked at Ao Bing with worry and asked, "What's the matter, husband?"

"Chain! There's something wrong with the chain!"

Ao Bing stared at the chains behind Master Huang Long with an extremely ugly face at this time, and said in a low voice, his face began to become ferocious.

At this time, Master Huanglong didn't seem to notice anything at all. He just smiled and looked at the Chanjiao people. After a quick glance, he saw that no one responded, and began to mutter to himself in a low voice.

"You don't know. That's because Master didn't tell you. Let me tell you what this chain is. This thing is the dragon-locking rope born from the way of heaven."

As soon as Master Huang Long finished speaking, everyone was immediately shocked. They looked at the chains behind Master Huang Long with horrified expressions. They didn't know what to say for a moment.

They had only heard of the dragon-locking rope in legends, but had never seen it before. They did not expect that this thing would be on Huanglong's body. It seemed that Huanglong was still locked.

"Didn't you abandon the dragon body in two lives?" Taoist Ran Deng looked at Master Huang Long with a somewhat unbelievable expression and said. He had never seen this scene before.

I saw Master Huang Long laughing, and said: "Abandoning the dragon body in two lives? How can the dragon clan mark be so easy to get rid of?"

As he said this, Master Huanglong looked back at the dragon-locking rope behind him. A trace of sarcasm flashed in his eyes, and he said with self-deprecation, "I found this thing myself, and I locked myself up myself."

I heard Master Huanglong say that he had found the dragon-locking rope and locked himself. Everyone looked at Master Huang Long in astonishment, wondering what kind of operation he was doing. For a moment, I was speechless.

"Is it ridiculous? But I feel that I am pitiful, even shameful. I am ashamed that I worshiped the Chan Cult with my dragon body. It is pitiful that even if I gave up the mark of the dragon and worshiped the Yuanshi with the dignity of the human race, I still did not get his Yuanshi. Even the slightest pity is not worth the importance of that Ten Thousand Dragon Card!"

At the end, Master Huang Long almost said the last sentence in a roar. This sentence was like a heavy hammer falling on the hearts of everyone in Chanjiao. Ren Deng Taoist and others were speechless, and even had a hint of dodge in their expressions.

Seeing the reactions of Taoist Ran Deng and others, a contemptuous smile flashed in Huang Long's eyes. At this time, his cultivation level has almost completely dissipated, and his realm has dropped again and again, even to the realm of true immortal. He is about to lose all his cultivation level and become a mortal.

Master Huang Long took his hand away from the jade tablet, but the spiritual energy on his body was still spreading outwards with no sign of stopping.

Looking back at Zhenhai Dragon Palace and the others, Master Huanglong suddenly knelt on his knees and bowed to Zhennan King Ao Bing.

"King Zhennan, Huang Long knows that he has sinned so much that he has no shame to face the Dragon King Zhenhai. Today, he has exhausted all his cultivation. His body is not strong enough to support the bloodline of the Dragon Clan, and he has no contribution to the Dragon Clan. When he is about to die, he only asks King Zhennan to tell the Dragon King. , today Huang Long should die to destroy the dragon rope to make up for the wrong things he has done over the years. I hope the Dragon King will allow Huang Long to be buried in the dragon tomb because of Huang Long's attitude of admitting his mistakes!"

After saying that, Master Huanglong suddenly stood up without waiting for Zhennan Wang Ao Bing's response. The remaining spiritual power in his body gathered together, and two long swords instantly appeared behind him. Astonishingly, it was the natal magic sword that Huang Long had cultivated before.

It's just that the natal magic sword is about to dissipate due to the cultivation of Huanglong Zhenren, and it no longer has the power it had before when he was Hunyuan Golden Immortal. But it still cannot be underestimated.

I saw the twinkling light of those swords. Master Huang Long seemed to feel that they were not enough. A trace of determination flashed in his eyes. His palms were attached to the magic sword, and a stream of golden blood suddenly flowed on the magic sword.

As the golden blood appeared, everyone was surprised to find that at this time, Huanglong's body actually elicited a dragon power. Although it was not strong, it increased the power of the magic sword by a lot.

Ao Bing's eyes shrank and he whispered: "Dragon blood! True dragon blood!"

Huanglong Zhenren is different from other monsters who transform into dragons. He is a real dragon that is exactly the same as the Dragon King of the Four Seas Dragon Palace! That is to say, the dragon transformed by the law of heaven is an orthodox member of the Dragon Clan. His bloodline is pure, and only Ao Bing, Ao Moang and others can compare with it.

As the power of the magic sword began to continuously increase, Huang Long's eyes flashed, and then he waved his arm violently and shouted: "Open!"

Following the movements and roars of Master Huanglong, the Chanjiao people came to their senses at this time. Taoist Randeng was shocked when he saw that Master Huanglong was about to destroy the dragon locking rope.

"No!"

The Wanlong card is gone, but the dragon locking rope is still there! If the Lantern Taoist didn't snatch the dragon rope at this time, then he would not have a magic weapon to restrain the dragon clan in the future.

However, before Ran Deng Taoist could rush over, Ping Tian and Hun Tian all stepped forward, blocked Ran Deng Taoist, and said with a sneer: "Old Taoist, what's wrong? You are determined to destroy our Dragon Palace." .”

"Go away! Don't do it in front of me!"

Taoist Ran Deng was extremely angry at this time, and with a wave of his arm, two cold lights shot towards the two of them. Because if you take action with anger, your power will be incomparable.

When Pingtian and Hentian saw this, they frowned slightly and released their demon power, blocking the two cold lights. When the light disappeared, they saw that they were two handles wrapped with powerful spiritual energy. Throwing knives.

At this time, other people in the Chanjiao saw that Taoist Ran Deng and the people from Zhenhai Dragon Palace had exchanged hands, and they also understood that the dragon locking rope could not be destroyed by Zhenhai Huanglong.

So they sacrificed their magic weapons one after another, and rushed towards Master Huanglong. Just when he was halfway there, he was blocked by a huge wave.

Zhennan Wang Aobing looked at everyone coldly, and said in a cold voice, "Did this general let you pass!?"

As soon as the words fell, Ao Bing looked at Taoist Ran Deng coldly, seeing that he was about to charge up again, and threw the spear in his hand towards the opponent in an instant.