The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Being stared at by Ran Deng Taoist, Master Huang Long suddenly trembled all over, and his face instantly became ugly.

"Since the general cannot believe in Chan's teaching, today I will let you see the strictness of my Chan's teaching!"

Taoist Randeng glanced at Huanglong coldly, waved his arm, and a jade token instantly appeared in mid-air, and then a saint's power spread from the jade token.

Many people present saw the Taoist monk Ran Deng offering the jade token, and their expressions instantly changed. Pingtian and others frowned, quite liking this kind of coercion.

"Master Huanglong! Are you determined to break away from my teaching?"

Hearing Taoist Ran Deng's question, Master Huang Long trembled all over, and everyone also looked at Master Huang Long who was hiding in the crowd, intending to hear his response.

Countless eyes were focused on him. Master Huang Long's face was a bit ugly, and his expression was a bit struggling.

After a while, the real person Huanglong bowed to Zhennan Wang Ao Bing, then stepped forward and walked around him to look at the Ran Deng Taoist in the sky.

"From today onwards, Huanglong has nothing to do with Chanjiao!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a bolt of lightning instantly fell from the sky and struck Master Huanglong hard. The sudden attack made many people feel shocked. They looked at Master Huanglong who admitted that he wanted to leave the Chan Cult with horrified expressions. .

It seemed that he had expected the thunder from the sky to fall. Master Huanglong did not hide or avoid it. He was struck by the lightning all the time. Then his eyes gradually became firmer and he stared straight at Taoist Ran Deng.

The cold light in his eyes flashed away, as if he had known that Master Huanglong would say this for a long time, and Taoist Ran Deng sneered with a frosty face.

"Okay, okay, okay, I will help you today!"

After snorting coldly, Taoist Ran Deng pointed his finger on the jade plaque in front of him, and then a faint green light bloomed, and then flew towards Master Huang Long and stopped steadily in front of Master Huang Long.

"All your cultivation comes from the Chan Sect. Now you want to betray the Chan Sect. For the sake of years of friendship, I won't kill you, but you should return this cultivation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone present was moved and looked at Taoist Ran Deng in surprise. Can this cultivation level be returned?

"This jade medal is made by Master. You only need to cut your palm and attach it to it, and all your cultivation will dissipate on its own. You will lose your immortal body and your ten thousand years of cultivation will be gone."

Master Huang Long's face was already extremely pale at this time. Others didn't know about losing his cultivation, but he knew it clearly.

He had done this kind of thing after getting rid of the dragon body in two lifetimes. He would never forget the pain that could be carved into the depths of his soul.

Taoist Ran Deng looked at Master Huang Long with a sneer. He had never tasted this kind of pain, but the master said it was better than the calamity. Master Huanglong has exhausted his cultivation twice and reincarnated. This feeling is much stronger than that of ordinary people. Now it depends on whether the other party dares to do this.

Looking straight at the jade plaque in front of him, Master Huang Long's eyes were full of pain. This is what Taoist Ran Deng calls the friendship of the same sect. Involuntarily, Master Huang Long burst into laughter.

When Zhennan Wang Ao Bing saw this, he immediately frowned. Brother Wang said that he would protect people, but he has never seen this situation before.

After hesitating for a moment, Ao Bing said: "It doesn't matter if we don't leave. What on earth can I do to burn the lamp quietly?"

Taoist Ran Deng, who originally had a sneer on his face, suddenly stiffened his expression and stared at Zhennan Wang Ao Bing with an ugly look. He didn't know what to say for a while. He really didn't dare to do anything to Ao Bing.

I saw Master Huanglong stretching out his hand to stop Ao Bing, and said with a wry smile: "King Zhennan, don't be anxious. This matter is between me and Chanjiao. It is not appropriate for Dragon Palace to involve cause and effect."

After finishing speaking, Master Huanglong looked up at Taoist Randen with a sneer on his face. He said softly: "Senior brother, this is the last time I call you that. Since you kindly invited me, I will completely cut off contact with Chanjiao today, so that there will be no more worries between you and me. It can be regarded as a repayment for these years. Master’s kindness in nurturing me.”

The people who originally expected that Master Huanglong would not dare to abandon their cultivation, now heard Master Huanglong talking to Master Randeng like this, the expressions on their faces suddenly changed.

As soon as he finished speaking, Huanglong's two fingers burst out with spiritual power, and then he cut his left hand, and attached his hand to the jade plaque with a smile on his face.

A strong wind dispersed instantly, blowing up the Taoist robe of Master Huang Long, and the long hair with hairpins also spread out.

The power of the saint spread from the jade tablet, causing everyone present, except for Huang Long, to take a step back.

With a smile on his face, Master Huanglong felt the power of the saint on the jade tablet, and completely released the spiritual veins in his body. In just a moment, the power of the saint instantly turned into countless invisible sharp swords, which surged out of the jade tablet. came out and rushed towards Zhenren Huanglong.

"Well!"

With a groan, Master Huang Long's face suddenly turned extremely pale, veins popped up on his neck and forehead, and he clenched his teeth, trying to resist the bone-crushing pain.

"Ah~!"

Even though he was well prepared and had experienced this kind of pain in two lifetimes, Master Huanglong could not resist the pain at this time and roared violently.

I saw that the Taoist robe on Huanglong's body was instantly torn into pieces, and his upper body was completely exposed. Countless sword marks began to slowly appear on Huanglong's body.

As a thin line of blood spurted out from the sword mark, countless blood lines began to appear. In the blink of an eye, Huanglong's body was covered with blood, and it continuously seeped out from the sword mark.

Two streaks of blood slowly flowed out from Huanglong's eyes. The slightly raised corners of his mouth and his white teeth made Huanglong's face look extremely ferocious.

Master Yuding frowned slightly as he looked at the scene in front of him, while Master Taiyi beside him showed a cheerful smile.

As for the other senior brothers and sisters, the expressions on their faces at this time are also different. True Monarch Morality clenched his fists tightly, then closed his eyes, no longer watching this scene.

Taoist Ran Deng watched the scene in front of him quietly, the expression on his face did not fluctuate at all, but his eyes that gradually became colder betrayed his heart.

Taoist Ran Deng did not expect that Master Huang Long in front of him could actually do it, and he did it so decisively without any hesitation.

At this time, the people at Zhenhai Dragon Palace could not help but frown slightly when they saw that the real person Huanglong had turned into a bloody man. Upon seeing this, Ao Bing planned to step forward to save the person, but was grabbed by Feng Wu beside him.

Feng Wu shook his head and said, "Husband, this is the cause and effect of Master Huanglong. It won't help at all if outsiders get involved."

As the words fell, a strong light suddenly burst out from the body of the real Huanglong, and then a sound of chains being pulled came from the light.

Taoist Ran Deng's eyes suddenly shrank, and he was surprised to see the changes in Master Huang Long at this time, and was a little horrified for a moment.