The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Jiuling Yuan Sheng frowned a little at first, but he immediately figured out the link. Even if Zhenhai Dragon King comes, what if he is still afraid of him?

"Ahem, there is nothing to be afraid of. If the Dragon King of Zhenhai dares to come, I will make him regret even setting foot in this Zhujie Mountain."

Seeing how confident their king was, the demons relaxed a little and felt a lot more at ease in their hearts. After all, this king was a quasi-sage, so they could still be afraid of him being a Dragon King.

After taking the reassurance of Jiuling Yuan Sheng, all the monsters laughed and praised him for coming.

"With your Majesty here, people from the three religions in our Zhujie Mountain must be honest. Not to mention his Zhenhai Dragon Palace. If the Dragon King knows him, he should come to our Zhujie Mountain now to make amends. "

As soon as he said these words, he won a lot of approval, and all the demons echoed.

"Yes, yes, that's true. If this Zhenhai Dragon Palace knows what it is, it should do this and give the Dragon Clan Palace in Niutoushan to our ancestors. I heard that this Dragon Clan Palace is extremely gorgeous and is worthy of our ancestors. How can his status and virtues as a Dragon King be worthy of such a treasured land!"

"If this Dragon King insists on biting it, we will snatch it off for the ancestor. You still don't believe it. Our ancestor is sitting in Zhujie Mountain, how dare his Dragon Palace go against us?"

Tongfeng looked at the monsters who were laughing wildly and speaking without restraint. Although there was no expression on their faces, they felt a little uncomfortable in their hearts. The monsters in Zhujie Mountain seemed to think that everything would be fine if they relied on the Nine Spirits Yuan Sheng to support them. But who among the human monsters in the cave had really seen the Zhenhai Dragon King.

They were just speculating based on the rumors in Xiniu Hezhou. No one knew how strong the Dragon King was. How could even the Nine Spirits Yuansheng Quasi-sage be able to protect them all?

You must know that there are several lions and camel kings here who can compare with each other, but they have been dealt with by the dragon king. They really think that the dragon king is made of mud.

At this time, Jiuling Yuansheng couldn't help but smile when he heard the compliments from the demons below. After drinking with several of his subordinates with a smile, his face flushed. He looked confused, as if he was thinking about something.

Looking at the slightly raised corner of the mouth, those who didn't know thought that Jiuling Yuansheng had now entered the Dragon Palace of Niutoushan.

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Outside Zhujie Mountain

Dragon King Ao Fan squinted his eyes and looked at the mountain at his feet. He saw that the mountain forest was filled with spiritual energy. It looked like a good place for practice. Unfortunately, it was occupied by a group of stupid monsters who didn't know the heights of the sky. It was really a waste.

"Reporting to the Dragon King, this is the cave of the Nine Spirits Yuansheng."

Ao Moang, who was at the side of Dragon King Ao Fan, bowed and said, then thought for a while, and asked cautiously: "Dragon King, do you want the last general to call for battle?"

"No need, the prince is here, so I don't intend to talk properly."

Dragon King Ao Fan said lightly, and then he flicked his sleeves, only to see a golden light flash in front of him, and the Supreme Golden Cudgel appeared in front of him.

His fingers gently touched the Supreme Golden Cudgel, and a ripple spread out. The original single Supreme Golden Cudgel in front of him instantly split into six branches, and then moved towards the six Jiuling Temples on Zhujie Mountain. flew over.

The power of the Xiantian Lingbao radiated out, covering the entire Zhujie Mountain in an instant. The violent aura fluctuations outside the cave instantly alarmed all the monsters in the cave.

Jiuling Yuansheng narrowed his eyes slightly, the wine glass in his hand was crushed in an instant, and stared out of the cave with a cold face. But at this moment, all the monsters were trembling under the power of the innate magic weapon, with cold sweat all over their foreheads.

"He really dares to come!?"

Jiuling Yuan Sheng gritted his teeth and said. He originally thought that the Dragon King would have some scruples, but he didn't expect that the Dragon King came to his Zhujie Mountain without the slightest hesitation. Forget it, he dared to use his spiritual power in Zhujie Mountain. This It's because he didn't take himself seriously at all.

"My lord, what should we do about this matter?" Feng Feng asked with a worried face.

"The soldiers are coming to cover up the water and the earth. Am I still afraid of this Hunyuan Golden Immortal?" Jiuling Yuansheng snorted coldly, then stood up and glanced at the many monsters below.

"Now the Dragon King of Zhenhai doesn't take this king seriously, so what do you say later?"

Hearing the strong killing intent in Jiuling Yuansheng's tone, all the monsters, no matter how stupid they were, knew that Jiuling Yuansheng had already moved to kill, so they all began to express their opinions.

"Behead him Zhenhai Dragon King!"

A shout came out, which immediately mobilized the atmosphere of all the monsters, so they all began to respond. The expression on his face was sincere, but no one knew what was in his heart.

Fengfeng looked at the crowd coldly and didn't make a sound, just watched quietly from the side. Jiuling Yuansheng was very satisfied with the attitude of his subordinates. He nodded his head with satisfaction. Then he looked at Dongfeng beside him. Seeing the cold look on his face, he snorted coldly: "Do you have any ideas?"

Fengfeng was shocked all over, shook his head hastily, and said, "This subordinate dare not."

Jiuling Yuan Sheng sneered and said: "Go with me later, so you can see how majestic I am and how I can personally tear the Zhenhai Dragon King into pieces."

"I will obey the king's order." Tongfeng responded urgently.

At this time, the Supreme Golden Cudgel hanging above the Nine Spirits Temple did not fall in a hurry, but the undisguised spiritual power activated the defense in the temple. The shimmering barrier covered the temple, apparently fearing that the Supreme Golden Cudgel would fall and destroy the temple.

Dragon King Ao Fan looked at the entrance of the cave with cold eyes. When he saw the movement coming from that place, he couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth. As expected, the Nine Spirits Yuansheng couldn't sit still.

I saw a stream of light shooting out from the cave and falling steadily in front of Dragon King Ao Fan.

Standing at the front was a strong monster with a head that looked like a lion's head, but the hair was different from others. There was golden light flowing on the white lion hair, and there was a string of golden beads hanging around his neck. The muscles on his body were exposed, and a scar extended from his shoulders to his abdomen.

Looking at the appearance of Jiuling Yuan Sheng, Dragon King Ao Fan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter. This was no quasi-sage demon king, he clearly looked like a big brother in society.

Seeing Dragon King Ao Fan glance at him, he laughed out loud. The laughter was full of ridicule, and Jiuling Yuan Sheng's face suddenly sank.

"Dragon King, why don't you thank God that I didn't cause trouble for you? Instead, I came to this Zhujie Mountain to die without knowing what was going on. Who gave you the courage to laugh like crazy in this Zhujie Mountain!?"

Jiuling Yuan Sheng said coldly, with pressure mixed in his voice as he pressed towards Dragon King Ao Fan and others.

Ao Fan didn't move at all, the Ancestral Dragon Art in his body slowly circulated, and then the dragon's power came out with laughter, and he easily blocked the spiritual power of the Nine Spirit Yuansheng.

Feeling that his spiritual power was easily blocked back, Jiuling Yuan Sheng's expression changed.

This dragon king seems to be making no movements, and his power is not strong. How on earth does he block the power of his quasi-holy spirit?

Thinking of this, Jiuling Yuan Sheng couldn't help but cast a few glances at Dragon King Ao Fan. This Dragon King didn't seem to be as easy to deal with as he thought.