My husband is born again

Chapter 1173 The Golden Dragon
Seeing Hua Peacock die, Li Jing was a little anxious and tried to stop him: "Mr. Zihuang, you must not interfere. If you are injured, Heavenly Court will not be able to explain to your father."

After all, Li Jing was loyal to the Jade Emperor and hoped to maintain a good relationship with the Daming Peacock King, but he was still unwilling to watch Pu Zihuang die.

However, Pu Zihuang's figure had disappeared into the formation.

Li Jing looked at Yuqing a few times, thought for a while, sighed, and said nothing.

He knew that he couldn't persuade Yuqing.

Yuqing was completely irritated by the queen of the underworld, and it was difficult for anyone to speak.

Why should he be such a villain.

At this time, the smoke in the formation has turned black.

Yuqing looked slightly happy.

He believed that the nasty dragon inside would soon be overwhelmed by his real body.

He must pull out the tendons of this evil dragon, pull out every piece of her scales, and make a complete armor for use!

The more Yuqing thought about it, the more joyful she became, and the movements of her hands intensified.

Pu Zihuang stepped into the formation, and the scene in front of him suddenly changed, turning into a vast empty field with no limit.

The sky was gray, faintly black.

There were strange sounds coming from all around.

The wind was so fierce that it hurt the skin when it was scraped.

There is nothingness here, nothing can be seen.

Pu Zihuang took a step forward.

A wind blade brushed against his leg.

A deep wound was cut, and the robe was instantly stained red.

Pu Zihuang looked down and frowned.

Yuqing's formation is really powerful.

Can Ruanrou bear it?

He used spells to cover his whole body, and against the ever-increasing wind blades, he walked forward with difficulty, trying to find Ruan Ling's figure.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, he suddenly heard a faint dragon chant.

Is it a soft voice?

Pu Zihuang quickened her pace, ran for a while, and suddenly saw a golden dragon hovering in midair.

The golden dragon fully occupied half of the sky, but it just floated quietly.

In front of the dragon, a white figure sat cross-legged.

Compared with the giant dragon, that figure is like a small grass under the towering giant tree.

It was the first time for Pu Zihuang to see the golden dragon, and she was also shocked.

He walked over slowly.

Although the dragon's momentum is astonishing, it has no attack power.

As he got closer, Pu Zihuang realized that it was not the real golden dragon, but an afterimage.

How could there be an afterimage of the golden dragon in Yuqing's formation?
Pu Zihuang was puzzled, and turned his gaze to Ruan Ling who was sitting not far away.

She seems to be sinking in.

Pu Zihuang thought about it and decided not to disturb her.

Maybe this is her chance.

He simply found a place to sit down, closed his eyes and meditated.

I don't know how long it took, a slightly surprised voice came from my ear: "Jun Zihuang?"

Pu Zihuang opened his eyes, facing the magnified beautiful face.

Ruan Ling squatted in front of him, looking at him in surprise.

"Are you awake?" Pu Zihuang stood up.

"I didn't fall asleep either." Ruan Ling also stood up straight.

Pu Zihuang scanned around, the surrounding area was empty, and the afterimage of the golden dragon was gone.

"That was just now?"

"Did you see it?" Ruan Ling looked calm, "It's a remnant soul left by the seniors of the dragon clan, and it has completely disappeared now."

"That's... the legendary golden dragon?"

"Yes." Ruan Ling nodded.

Pu Zihuang took a deep breath.

The golden dragon is different from other dragons.

Such as the White Dragon in the East China Sea, the Azure Dragon in the North Sea, and the Candle Dragon Clan where Ruan Ling belongs.

They are all inherited by blood.

(End of this chapter)