I am the Dragon King of the Well

Chapter 560: Look at Qiu’s over-the-shoulder throw

The little loach almost buried its head in the soil. The confrontation between the Buddha's finger and the ancestral dragon was too terrifying.

Especially the Buddha's finger. On the surface, it seems to be just a finger of King Zizi appearing here, but in an invisible place, a powerful and outstanding figure seems to be standing high, overlooking this place, exerting power bit by bit. .

The rest of the Golden Immortals were not much better than Qiu Ping. In front of the strong ones in the Creation Realm, just the escaping aura made their livers and gallbladder burst.

"Kaka."

Perhaps because there is no true spirit, as time goes by, the power of Zulong is gradually suppressed.

The little bit of power exerted on him was like a spiritual mountain sinking, trying to kill everything under him.

The King of Freedom is worthy of being said to be the ultimate being whose soul has reached the supreme level. His will is lofty and lofty, as if he is above the heaven and earth, overlooking the world of mortals.

In his eyes, the world seems to be nothing more than a small pond or a playground.

He only needs to stretch out his hand to change the fate of all sentient beings in the world.

Zulong's heavy body was lifted up little by little, and the power of King Zizi Buddha's personal action was thousands of times higher than that of Monk Faxiang.

"Let's go."

However, Zi Zi Wang Fo felt the many strands of good luck coming from afar and pressing on him, and he took the initiative to restrain his power in the next breath.

Why is it that the stronger you are, the more danger you will encounter?

Even if his mind had broken through, he would not dare to do anything to the remains of the Three Officials Emperor.

However, it may not be a good thing for King Buddha to know that Zulong has not achieved supreme success.

But even so, the little loach's little black face also turned pale.

"Follow me and enter my Buddhist sect, and you can be crowned King of Ming."

"Groan."

Such a body alone has the ability to compare with ordinary creations, which means that the other party does have merits in polishing the physical body. If he can understand some tricks, he can also make up for his own body's shortcomings early.

Qiu Ping complained a few words in his heart and carefully retracted his head.

A low voice came, and there seemed to be anger and unwillingness in the voice.

Qiu Ping and others in the ancestral dragon's lair seemed to have witnessed something extremely terrifying.

"what……"

In the void, there was a faint sigh.

As long as the emperor's disciples of the Three Officials do not agree, they can suppress it by releasing a qi machine at will.

The whole world is shrinking, and the huge ancestral dragon's body is like a small green snake, being captured by the palm of King Buddha.

The Buddha of Freedom, who was outside the abyss, suddenly stretched out his hand to grab it. He originally only appeared here with a finger, but at this moment, one of his palms directly manifested.

Otherwise, the radiation power of his entire hand alone would be enough to kill all the golden immortals.

He never thought about living on the edge of life and death for a moment.

Everyone in the world has said that the ancestral dragon may have transcended and achieved the supreme state. But King Buddha Zi Zi was a little disappointed. Although he also left a legacy in heaven and earth, the legacy of Zulong was obviously not as profound and outstanding as the legacy of Emperor Sanguan.

Waves of neighing fell into Qiu Ping's ears, but for some reason, a trace of... humiliation also rose in his heart.

What a joke. I, Mr. Qiu, have always been able to bend and stretch, and I will do whatever I want. How could I be humiliated in the face of a strong man who is so much more powerful than me?

It must be an illusion.

However, Qiu Ping still raised his head slightly.

The body of the ancestral dragon, which was so huge that it almost occupied the entire world, was now like a small gray snake, wrapped around the palm of King Zi Zi Buddha.

"His."

Seeing his struggling appearance, Qiu Ping suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

It was as if those who were imprisoned were his brothers, beloved relatives and friends.

"How is that possible? This is just a little clone of me." Qiu Ping curled his lips and was about to lower his head again.

But just as this happened, Zulong, who was restrained by the Buddha's palm, also raised his head and looked in his direction.

The two sides looked at each other across the vast void, but at this moment, Little Loach seemed to see the passage of time, and the turbulent river of time flowed past him.

He went upstream and looked towards the other side of time.

Although the appearance of the two sides was completely different, Qiu Ping seemed to be looking into a mirror.

From his black pupils, the old and huge real dragon body was reflected.

"He...is me?"

Qiu Ping seemed to see the ancestral dragon inheriting countless merits and virtues, becoming invincible in the world, and conquering all directions since the creation of heaven.

Except for the Great Emperor Sanguan, no one else paid attention to such an existence.

Now he has to be captured by Buddhism to explore the mystery of his body. With the dignity of the ancestral dragon, it is naturally difficult to accept it.

"what."

Qiu Ping only felt in a trance, endless scenes passing by, as if he had experienced endless years.

The next moment, he slowly opened his eyes, but his perspective had changed dramatically.

He seemed to be overlooking the world from a very high place - he was overlooking not only this narrow world, but the entire world.

I... turned into an ancestor dragon?

Qiu Ping found it incredible, but this perspective also made him feel extremely wonderful.

Qiu Ping suddenly felt that his body was extremely uncomfortable, as if there were countless mountains suppressing his body.

"Roar."

He let out a roar, twisted his body, and all the invisible shackles wrapped around him broke.

A tyrannical aura rose from his body like a flame.

"Ok?"

"Remnant creature? Or the remaining will of the ancestral dragon?"

The sudden change in Zulong made King Buddha slightly surprised.

He stretched out his hand forward again, his five fingers were like gold, and he pressed down hard. Unless Zulong himself took action, he was not afraid at all.

"It's so annoying."

Seeing King Zi Zi's palm fall again, Qiu Ping felt a little unhappy in his heart. He instinctively stretched out his claws and caught King Zi Zi's palm together.

"Come here, you!"

Little Loach suddenly exerted force. He didn't know how powerful this ancestral dragon's body was.

But under his grasp, the space around the palm, which was originally just manifested in the void, shattered and returned to chaos, and a whole golden arm was pulled over.

"It turns out that your strength is very average, so you just rely on your level to bully others."

"Now that I'm driving the Ancestral Dragon Armor, I'm still afraid of you."

Little Loach suddenly became angry. He has always bullied good and feared evil. Now that you can't suppress me, I naturally won't be afraid of your evil.

Come on, come on, let's show off and see who's stronger.

Qiu Ping let out a strange cry, his palm still tightly grasping the palm of King Zi Zi, and then he circled his body and threw him deeply over his shoulder.

"Boom."

The void in front of him shook violently, and vaguely, he seemed to see a huge and majestic figure in the void... but a somewhat embarrassed figure.

(End of this chapter)