The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

"Is there something wrong with your brain? You actually hit your head with it!?"

The White Bear King touched his big head with a headache and said with a puzzled face. At this time, he really didn't understand where this mighty king got his confidence, and felt that his head was very hard.

Fairy Biyun on the side also looked at this scene with some astonishment, and her heart was filled with confusion.

"Ahem, maybe it's because I'm more confident."

Fairy Biyun coughed softly and explained. To be honest, she couldn't understand King Huwei's operation at this time, but she couldn't show that she and the White Bear King had the same IQ, so she could only give an ambiguous explanation.

"The fairy is right. This powerful king usually seems to be in control of everything he does. It seems that he is a little overconfident this time."

The White Bear King nodded, obviously thinking that Fairy Biyun was right.

At this time, Huang Long, who was in the formation, looked at King Huwei with a headache, frowned and said, "Is the formation that you think is the envoy's paper made of paper? This is a golden light formation, how can it be so fragile as you think?"

King Huwei slowly stood up from the formation, shook his head, his eyes fell on Huang Long, and found that the other party had actually transformed into a clone in front of him, and he almost fell to the ground again.

After knocking his head hard, the two yellow dragons in King Huwei's eyes slowly came together.

"Huang Long! You tricked me!"

"Did this envoy hurry you up? If you are doing something yourself, please don't throw dirty water on me." Huang Long said calmly.

"Go to hell!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the mighty tiger stretched out his arm, and a large amount of blood evil force suddenly surged out from behind him. Then he saw the blood condensed into a huge long knife, falling hard from top to bottom, towards him. He slashed at Huanglong.

With a cold look in his eyes, Huang Long stood motionless on the spot, and then he saw several rays of cold light coming from a distance, which turned out to be the magic swords from before.

I saw the magic swords gathering together at this time, and in the blink of an eye they condensed into a magic sword. Although the magic sword and the giant sword are somewhat dwarfed by comparison in terms of size, their power is not weak.

The slender magic sword faced the huge blood knife. As soon as the two collided, the blood knife suddenly stopped, and its downward thrust was immediately blocked.

Looking at this scene blankly, King Huwei's eyes were full of disbelief: "How is this possible?"

While he was stunned, he saw a white light emerging from the magic sword, and in an instant, the blood evil force on the blood sword was completely washed away.

Without the protection of the blood evil power, the blood knife instantly turned into countless blood lights and dissipated.

King Huwei's expression changed, and he saw the Huanglong stretch out one arm and draw a circle out of thin air. The magic sword that stopped in front of the opponent also followed Huang Long's movements, forming countless sword shadows forming a circle.

Looking at the countless sword shadows that appeared, the power of blood in King Huwei's hand condensed, and the machete instantly appeared in his hand. The strong blood evil power instantly enveloped King Huwei.

Seeing this, Huang Long snorted coldly, pointed his fingers at King Huwei, and the countless sword shadows suddenly rushed towards King Huwei.

His eyes suddenly shrank, and King Huwei felt the shadow of the sword passing around him, consuming a lot of his blood evil power in an instant.

It's just that this is not the time to feel distressed. I can only suffer deeply and have no way to do anything. The blood evil power around him became increasingly thinner, but King Huwei was horrified to find that the sword shadow showed no sign of weakening.

"Are you kidding me!?"

Seeing that the barrier formed by the power of blood evil was about to be broken, King Huwei's eyes flashed with blood, and then he looked at Huang Long through countless sword shadows with determination on his face.

"Ho~!"

A roar suddenly came to mind, and then the demons watching the battle noticed that the blood light suddenly surged, and then a large amount of blood evil power burst out from the sword shadow.

After countless sword shadows rang out with roars, they were slowly pushed up, and the figure of King Huwei, who was wrapped in sword shadows, quickly became larger and longer.

An ancient demonic power emanated from the sword shadow. In just a moment, a burst of demonic power suddenly burst out, temporarily scattering countless sword shadows. But King Huwei actually transformed into his original form at this time.

A pair of gleaming fangs protruded from the mouth, demon power surged from the huge body, and when the tiger's mouth opened, a terrifying tiger roar came.

Huang Long was unhurried at this time, as if he had expected such a change in King Huwei, and there was even a hint of excitement and smile in his eyes.

It seems that he wants to take the initiative to cause the mighty tiger king to transform into his original form.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, Huang Long said with a smile: "Is this your true form? It's interesting."

King Huwei stared at Huang Long and said, "Today we will see who wants to kill whom!"

The tiger's mouth opened, and a gust of wind came out of the mouth. Huang Long frowned, the taste was really not good. While he was frowning, he saw a white thunder bead slowly float out from the tiger's mouth. It was the magic weapon used by King Huwei before.

A bolt of lightning shot out from the bead and struck directly at Huang Long. However, it dissipated instantly before it even landed on Huang Long before it reached him.

Looking at this scene, King Huwei's eyes flashed with cold light, and a large amount of blood evil power and demonic power surged out of his body and entered the thunder bead.

A bolt of lightning cannot kill you, I will let you taste the sea of ​​thunder today!

With this thought in mind, the thunder beads in King Huwei's mouth suddenly burst out with a large amount of thunder light, and the golden light array instantly turned into a sea of ​​thunder.

Countless lightning beams fell towards Huang Long, but the expected painful wail did not sound. Instead, the lightning beams dissipated without even getting close to Huang Long's body.

Huanglong accompanies the dragon stele day and night. The dragon stele is already entangled with the power of sky thunder. Even if Huanglong is not even afraid of sky thunder, will he still be afraid of the thunder of King Huwei?

The corner of his mouth raised slightly, Huang Long raised his arm, and the magic sword instantly returned to Huang Long's hand.

Holding the sword in one hand, Huang Long stepped forward with a smile on his face, walking through the thunder sea step by step in the air, and walked towards King Huwei.

Seeing Huang Long strolling toward him in the sea of ​​thunder, King Huwei suddenly opened his eyes, and then his tiger body shook, his expression full of horror.

"How is that possible!?" A cry of surprise rang out, and Huang Long was already walking in front of him.

The demonic power in his body was poured into the thunder bead desperately, and a thick and strong lightning shot out from the thunder bead, striking towards Huanglong fiercely.

Looking at this scene, Fairy Biyun frowned slightly. The power of this thunder was really too strong, even more powerful than the sky thunder. Could King Huwei be crazy, so he wouldn't worry that he would be implicated as well?

In fighting, the most taboo thing is to have the thought of dying together against the enemy, and the thunder light used by King Huwei at this time obviously had this thought.