The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Li Gen didn't expect that the Jade Emperor was so scheming. The immortal god he was rewarded by had such a restraint method. He didn't know who he was guarding against. Don't you feel tired living like this?

As a Xunhai Yaksha personally conferred by the Jade Emperor, Li Gen's immortality has always been in his body, but now it is being used by the heaven. Feeling the spiritual power flowing out of his body at this time, Li Gen knew that he would be dead in just a moment. Will be captured by the Yellow Turban General.

A hint of choice slowly appeared in his eyes. If he wanted to get out of trouble, there was only one way to go. However, if he did so, his cultivation level would probably decline. However, compared with saving his life, Li Gen still felt that he should do this. It was also to completely separate himself from the Heavenly Court and concentrate on doing things for the Dragon King.

His eyes gradually became firmer, Li Gen raised his head and glanced at the yellow scarf general with a smile on his face, and sneered: "Under the law of heaven, I only admire one person, and that is the Dragon King. I want this general to meet you in heaven and be yours." Go ahead and dream!"

When the Yellow Turban General heard what Li Gen said, he was stunned at first, and then became a little angry. He looked at Li Gen and said coldly: "You are still so stubborn, I will make you look good today, general."

After saying that, he planned to continue shaking Jin Ling to let Li Gen see how powerful he was, but the next second the Yellow Turban General's hand froze, and he looked at Li Gen above the river in astonishment.

At this moment, Li Gen's hand was flashing with white light, and he stabbed it into his abdomen. Li Gen's face turned pale immediately. If this scene happened to others, they would think that Li Gen was hurting himself, but it shocked the Yellow Turban General.

"Are you crazy!?"

The Yellow Turban General naturally knew what Li Gen was going to do now, but there was no way to stop him, because Li Gen actually planned to take away his position as an immortal god.

With blood in his mouth, Li Gen sneered: "Since we are out of heaven, it's natural to be clean."

His arm suddenly twitched, and he saw a ball of white light peeling off from his body with blood on Li Gen's hand. It was his position as the patrolling Yaksha Immortal God.

A force of power spread out immediately, but on the contrary, the power of Li Gen plummeted, and he fell to the realm of true immortals in a moment. It seemed that he had expected it, and there was not much surprise on Li Gen's face.

Feeling the sudden disappearance of the pressure on his body at this moment, Li Gen raised the corner of his mouth slightly. This feeling of lightness all over his body was really great. Without the shackles of this immortal god position, the perception is really different.

When the Yellow Turban General saw that Li Gen had really taken out his immortal status, he was extremely shocked. He looked at Li Gen with horrified eyes. He never thought that Li Gen could actually do it.

"Huh, so what if you get rid of the suppression. You are no more than a true immortal and your strength is greatly reduced. How can you still be my opponent?"

When the Yellow Turban General came back to his senses, he was naturally overjoyed when he saw Li Gen's realm plummeting from Daluo Jinxian to True Immortal. In his eyes, Li Gen had done something stupid at this time.

At this moment, a stream of light came rushing from the direction of the East China Sea. Before anyone could react, the stream of light sank into Li Gen's body, and the newly appeared wound returned to normal in the blink of an eye. Li Gen was startled for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face.

Looking at the patrol Yaksha statue in his hand, his eyes fell on the yellow scarf general in the sky, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"Then let's try."

As he finished speaking, a layer of spiritual power suddenly condensed on Li Gen's hand, and golden light flowed on his arm. Then Li Gen's palm closed slightly, and the light of the immortal god's seat in his palm suddenly dimmed.

"Crack!"

A large number of fragments exploded in Li Gen's hands. The Yellow Turban General looked at this scene with a horrified expression, with a face that he did not dare to execute. Li Gen actually destroyed Xunhai Yaksha's position as an immortal god.

With a cold look in his eyes, the Yellow Turban General couldn't care less about the origin of the stream of light that just entered Li Gen's body. It was actually able to recover Li Gen's injuries instantly.

Looking at the fluctuations in power on Li Gen at this time, it was obvious that the situation had changed. The Yellow Turban general decided to strike first and kill Li Gen first. With the decision made in his mind, the Yellow Turban general rushed towards Li Gen with a long sword in hand.

At this moment, a burst of dazzling golden light suddenly erupted from Li Gen's body. The Yellow Turban General's expression suddenly changed and his movements suddenly stopped.

The golden light continued to expand, surrounding Li Gen in the blink of an eye. An indescribable force spread out, and the Yellow Turban General frowned slightly.

Seeing the situation change, the Yellow Turban General gritted his teeth, raised the long knife in his hand high, and struck towards the golden light that wrapped Li Gen's body.

At this time, the eyes of Lingxin, who was seriously injured, changed, and it was already too late to stop him. When I was feeling anxious, I saw a cold light suddenly shooting out from the bottom of the river.

The cold light was so powerful that it split the surface of the river in just an instant and pierced the Yellow Turban General in the sky. Feeling the strong killing intent, the yellow scarf general's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly retreated before he could drop his sword.

"Is there anyone else?"

The Yellow Turban General was extremely horrified at this time. He looked warily at the river split by the cold light, and saw a red figure rushing out of the river and stopping steadily in front of Li Gen.

Wearing dark red armor, with flowing hair, and a pair of heroic eyes staring coldly at the Yellow Turban General, he immediately gave the other party a chill in his heart.

Looking at the woman standing in front of Li Gen, the yellow scarf general's face turned cold and he asked in a cold voice: "Who are you?"

The armored woman ignored the yellow scarf general and looked back at Li Gen behind her, her eyes full of doubts. Seeing that he was being ignored, the Yellow Turban General felt dissatisfied.

"The general asked you something!"

With a roar, the woman's eyes were pulled out again, and she glanced at the general of the yellow scarf. The woman's red lips parted slightly, and she said lightly: "The Mirage Dragon Clan, Kunyu."

The Yellow Turban General's eyes suddenly shrank, and he was extremely shocked. Why are there dragons in this river?

Kunyu was also a little puzzled at this time. She was imprisoned by the Hebo in the Hebo mansion. After she escaped from the trap, she found a big battle on the river. Hearing Li Gen talking about the Dragon King, she knew that Li Gen was a friend. He was not an enemy, and the dragon souls of his people were protected by Li Gen. It was obviously Li Gen who saved him.

Looking at the Yellow Turban General in front of him, he is obviously a member of the Heavenly Court, remembering that his clansmen were imprisoned by He Bo to death countless times, now that He Bo is dead, and looking at the Yellow Turban General, Kunyu is already furious.

As a dragon clan, Kunyu was actually wantonly slaughtered by gods and gods. Naturally, Kunyu didn't have a good impression of Tianting. Now that Li Gen has obviously changed, she wants to keep Li Gen safe even for the sake of Dragon Palace.

The power of the Taiyi Golden Immortal was released, and Kunyu looked at the Yellow Turban General coldly, pointing at him with a sharp sword in his hand, and said in a cold voice, "Today, you don't want to hurt the people behind me!"

At this time, the inspiration that hurried over looked at Kun Yu who was holding a sharp sword and confronting the Yellow Turban General with a look of astonishment. He felt a little relieved. As long as he was a dragon, it seemed that the general had nothing to worry about.