The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Seeing Yang Jian taking the initiative to meet his supernatural powers, the mountain god was stunned for a moment, then the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a sneer. I really don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, how dare to rush forward in such a reckless manner, pretending that the supernatural powers of the gods can't be squeezed into mud?

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and with a wave of his arm, the mountain god pressed the hill above his head towards Yang Jian, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.

Seeing the hill pressing towards him, Yang Jian's body was covered with white light, and a powerful force erupted from Yang Jian's body in an instant, and the phantom behind him flashed past, and fell into Yang Jian's body in the blink of an eye.

"drink!"

With a yell, Yang Jian stretched his arms and held the falling hill up in mid-air, before letting it drop a bit.

At this time, Fu Hai, who was watching the battle, looked bright. He never expected that Yang Jian would also comprehend the power of imagery. It seemed that he had made a lot of progress in Hezhou, Xiniu.

Yang Jian knew that his elephant power couldn't compare with that of the Dragon King's six-tusk white elephant and other big Luo Jinxians, but he had just enough refining now, so holding such a small mountain was really nothing.

At this time, seeing that his supernatural powers were easily followed by Yang Jian, the mountain god's face suddenly changed, his face turned cold, and then he dodged suddenly, and arrived on the hill.

I saw the mana flowing from the mountain god's body, and then fell suddenly, landing heavily on the hill. A large number of runes spiraled down from the top of the mountain.

Yang Jian, who was supporting the hill above his head, suddenly felt the pressure on his body increase. After gritting his teeth and persevering for a while, his body flickered, and he was pushed down by the hill above his head.

Seeing this, Fu Hai was about to strike, but seeing Yang Jian's mouth slightly raised, he stopped his figure instantly, thoughtful in his heart, seeing Yang Jian's appearance, he didn't seem to be passive. I just don't know what to do. Now, Fu Hai felt a little anticipation in his heart.

Seeing that he was about to push Yang Jian under the mountain with one move, the corner of the mountain god's mouth slightly raised, and he felt extremely happy in his heart. It seemed that Yang Jian was just an embroidered pillow. If there was no Zhenhai Dragon Palace standing behind him, he would not be considered a master.

"When the god suppresses you here, the magic weapon in your hand will be the god."

Thinking of this in his heart, the mountain god couldn't help but burst out laughing in his heart, with a happy expression on his face, as if the soul splitting gun would be in his hands in the next second.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the hill fell from the sky pressing Yang Jian, and instantly suppressed him to the side of Taoshan, and even the Taoshan beside him trembled a little.

Seeing that he successfully suppressed Yang Jian, the mountain god was so happy that he even forgot about Fei Hai beside him and laughed loudly.

"Hahaha, you also said that you are the first disciple of the Zhenhai Dragon Palace. I think it is a vain name! Being suppressed by the god so easily, you can honestly accompany your mother on the side of Taoshan in the future!"

At this time, the mountain god felt extremely happy, as if he had eaten a fairy peach, and the smile in his eyes was hard to hide. When he was laughing out loud, the rampant laughter suddenly stopped.

At this time, Fu Hai, who was standing not far away, was full of murderous aura, staring at the mountain god without any emotion, making the mountain god feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and even his blood slowed down a bit.

"This general is still here, why are you laughing?"

Seeing Fu Hai's expressionless cold face, and the voice that sounded like the land of the Nine Nethers, the mountain god felt a chill in his heart, and said, "You, you said that you won't do anything."

"The general will not do anything."

Fei Hai sneered, then kicked out, and a stream of light instantly hit the mountain god. As if his chest was hit by a heavy hammer, the mountain god instantly flew backwards and hit Peach Mountain hard, making the mountain tremble.

"But the general never said not to move. Your laughter just now was so harsh that I didn't like it very much."

Fu Hai said coldly, and gave the Mountain God an explanation. He felt that he was one of the few reasonable people in the Zhenhai Dragon Palace, other than the Dragon King.

The mountain god who hit the peach mountain took a breath, looked down at the crack on his chest, and couldn't help but be shocked. The sea-covering was really powerful, and he lifted himself like this with a random kick. He glanced at Fei Hai with fear in his eyes, his heart filled with worry.

If Fu Hai had taken action without hesitation, he would have been dead by now.

When the mountain god was frightened, the hill where he had just suppressed Yang Jian suddenly changed, and there was a violent vibration. After a while, he saw cracks suddenly appeared on the hill, and then a lot of white light flashed out.

Feeling the strong aura released, the mountain god was startled at first, then his face changed, his expression was full of inconceivable looking at the scene in front of him, his heart was extremely shocked.

"Suddenly broke through!?"

At this time, the mountain god looked at the power emanating from the hill with a look of horror. The rising power clearly told the mountain god that Yang Jian at the foot of the mountain had changed.

A large amount of spiritual power began to gather, but he reached the peak of the real immortal in a short while. This kind of change is not only a joy for the mountain god, but also for the sea.

Just now, I was wondering why Yang Jian let the mountain god suppress him regardless, but now I finally know that Yang Jian is planning to make a breakthrough.

After all, Yang Jian has the foundation of an immortal and can sense the immortal energy in the mountain god's magical power. Naturally, Yang Jian will not let go of this good opportunity.

"boom!"

As a large amount of spiritual energy gathered, the mountain was finally unable to support such a large amount of rich spiritual energy. It burst suddenly, and several air waves were launched. The originally suppressed spiritual energy climbed to Taiyijin in an instant. The realm of immortality.

Yang Jian, shrouded in white light, slowly emerged from the broken rocks. He held a soul-splitting gun in one hand and a piece of milky white light in the other. His eyes fell on the mountain god.

Seeing Yang Jian's image at this time and the white light in his hand, the mountain god was suddenly shocked and horrified: "First, innate spiritual energy!?"

The mountain god couldn't believe it to death. Yang Jian could actually condense such things from his own magical power. At this time, the mountain god no longer dared to say that he was a sure winner against Yang Jian in front of him.

I saw Yang Jian slowly imprinting the white light in his hand on his forehead, and then saw that the white light seemed to have found its home, and instantly disappeared into the gap above Yang Jin's forehead.

"boom!"

There was a sudden muffled sound in the sky, and a coercion fell from the sky. Fu Hai, who was watching the battle, was stunned for a moment. He looked up at the sky with solemn eyes, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

What did Yang Jian do to trigger the heavenly phase?

At this time, the mountain god was also stunned, and then there was a hint of joy in his eyes. He pointed at Yang Jian in the sky and suddenly laughed loudly.

"God help me, Yang Jian, you can actually trigger heaven's punishment. I wonder how you can survive today!"

The mountain god's eyes were full of joy at this time, as if Yang Jian in front of him would be killed by the heavenly punishment in the next second. He didn't notice the changes in Yang Jian at this time.