Honghuang: I became the younger brother of Our Lady of the Golden Spirit

Chapter 159
"Where is Patriarch Binghai, why don't you come out quickly to worship the Heavenly Emperor?" A group of people came here to solve the problem for the Dragon Palace, so they would not be polite.

Suddenly, hundreds of miles away, there was a crackling sound from the glacier like a potential dragon, and then a domineering dragon chant resounded through the air.

With a flash of cold white light, something appeared in front of Chen Yang and his party.

It is as big as a few hills, and its whole body is cold white, like a dragon head that has been magnified several times. However, it is different from ordinary dragon heads in that it has only one horn on its head, and its closed mouth is full of The crooked fangs exude a gnawing air.

A pair of silver dragon eyes are like pearls, without a trace of emotion, looking down on everyone.

"Bold." Jin Yu yelled loudly, and punched out, purple lightning flashed around his body, like the god of thunder descending into the world, the violent and thick thunder light exploded instantly, attacking the dragon's head.

However, a trace of contempt flashed in the dragon head's eyes, and he did not move, two streams of white air came out of his nostrils, and the thunder light was frozen everywhere he passed.

"A mere Heavenly Emperor, what ability do you have to dare to let the ancestor pay respects?

The innate true dragon blood of your entourage is given to the ancestors as an apology. "

Opening his mouth slightly, an old but extremely domineering voice sounded.

"Looking for death." The contemptuous tone made the expressions of Huangjiao Tianjun and Qinghu behind them change.

Chen Yang was still thinking about how to talk about the matter with the world, but he was not angry when he heard the arrogant words, on the contrary, he had a smile that was not a smile.

"A mere Heavenly Emperor? Come on, come on, since you have such a tone, let Gu see what you are capable of, Patriarch Binghai!"

"Retreat."

As soon as Yu opened his mouth, an inexplicable law circulated around him, and the white air that was blowing towards Jin Yu seemed to have encountered something extremely terrifying, and immediately receded under these words.

Golden mouth and jade words.

Jin Yu took advantage of the situation and retreated, bowing his hand in shame.

"It doesn't matter, this thief has already entered the quasi-sage realm, which is far from ordinary and comparable, you step back!" Chen Yang waved his hand.

While speaking, the ancestor of Binghai sneered with disdain.

"It's just a golden mouth, and I also want to measure the ability of the ancestor. Today, let the ancestor rebel against the Emperor of Heaven, and try to sit on the throne of the sky."

Opening the mouth and inhaling, the wind and cloud are exhausted, countless vitality enters the mouth, opens the mouth and spits out, turning into endless cold thunder, densely packed, as if weaving a thunder net that covers the sky and the earth.

Countless thunderstorms rushed in all directions, flowing towards the few people inside.

Everywhere exudes an aura that is more violent than the purple lightning that Jin Yu used, extreme, and destructive.

Chen Yang looked cold.

"You are so courageous, you have repeatedly provoked Yu Gu, and you still don't know how to repent, trying to kill the emperor. Who do you think you are? Is it Gu?"

When the Emperor of Heaven opened his mouth, there seemed to be countless generations of immortals and gods, and the common people of heaven and earth appeared all around, cursing at the huge dragon head in front of him, and calling him "the little boy" and "the courageous thief".

"Today, by the order of Emperor Gutian, it is judged that you will refine your soul and never overcome the suffering of life."

With a stomp of his right foot, the boundless golden light filled the sky and the earth, instantly dyed the originally snow-white glacier sea into a shining golden color, and even the endless cold that could have frozen the soul of a person gradually increased under a wave of yang and harmony at this time , Countless cold thunder and ice and snow melted.

A mammoth emperor's shadow set off by the golden light and yang harmony appeared on the spot. Its body was covered with golden light and purple aura, making it difficult to see its face clearly. There was a Yuanyang golden wheel hanging behind it. Endless pure yang.

The golden sky dragon hovered around its body, its eyes filled with colorful lights, exuding majesty.

Tens of thousands of pure yang golden lamps suddenly appeared in the sky, shining in all directions, and blessed with 36 kinds of divine lights of the emperor, shining in all kinds of splendor.

Supreme and noble, the breath of ancient vicissitudes rises at this time, as if Pangu was reborn.

A pair of white jade eyes fell on the dragon's head through the divine light.

Haohao Diwei is like a great way, suppressing on the body of Patriarch Binghe, making it difficult for him to move.

Not only the physical body, but also the primordial spirit and dao fruit seemed to be shaken by the emperor's prestige at this time, and began to tremble. The blood of the alien dragon that he was proud of stopped flowing at this time, and might break out at any time .

"How?"

No matter how much he opened his mouth and screamed, it was difficult to open and close his mouth. With a cry of surprise in his heart, he saw a jade pearl dao fruit emitting endless cold light appear on the top. One of them was very similar to the ancestor of Binghe, but his figure was countless smaller. The double-folded Hanbai Yulong shook his head and tail, trying to struggle to get out.

"Crack click".

On the perfectly round Dao Fruit, there are cracks appearing, which are about to shatter.

With a sound of "bang", the Quasi-Saint Dao Fruit is finally hard to beat the mighty Emperor Wei, and it was directly turned into powder. Seeing this, the cold white jade dragon inside screamed in horror and wanted to escape, but it was difficult to break through and was imprisoned by Emperor Wei. The space, can only be captured with nothing.

"Transformation." The Yuanyang God, who hadn't spoken from the beginning to the end, finally spit out a word, and then saw that the real body of the jade dragon that stayed in place had turned into a nine-section jade mace under the heavenly law, and the soul was transformed into it. The cold jade jade dragon directly put into it, infusing it with spirit.

With a move of the right hand of Yuanyang God, 36 kinds of emperor's divine light are condensed on the back of the "Yuanyang Golden Seal" and sealed on the jade mace. As soon as the light dimmed, a three-foot-three-inch-three-inch white jade magic mace appeared in front of him.

"Jin Yu, this treasure gives you self-defense."

With a flash of golden light, the emperor's shadow disappeared, revealing the figure of Chen Yang, who threw the object and landed on Jin Yu's body.

"Here, thank you, real person." Jin Yu couldn't help being pleasantly surprised, and took it respectfully.

Chen Yang grasped it with his right hand, and a jade white dragon ball the size of a skull appeared in his hand.

"Sure enough, it's a real dragon that has been refined from dragon veins. After all, its bloodlines are not pure." Taking a look, Chen Yang couldn't help shaking his head.

In terms of bloodline alone, this so-called Ice Sea Patriarch is not even comparable to Ao Jiao, and it is only possible to break through this realm only by the pure dragon energy and spiritual energy in the dragon veins.

"However, there should be other things." Turning his gaze, Chen Yang looked at the glacier where Patriarch Binghai was dormant, and there was a strange dense air there, which caught his attention.

"Go and have a look."

Chen Yang's voice awakened Huangjiao Tianjun and Qinghu, who were immersed in the majesty of the emperor, and they looked at each other, resisting the horror in their hearts, and said "yes" with a little trembling.

Then, within the glacier, a strange place appeared in front of several people.

This is a pool that is no more than Zhang Xu long, and milky white dragon vein essence flows in it, emitting bursts of dragon chant.

However, within this small pool, there seemed to be another hidden space, and Chen Yang saw the things in it with a glance.

It turned out that nine thousand newly born young white flood dragons were raised in it. Because of refining the essence of the dragon veins, each of them has transformed into a true dragon.

Seeing this, Chen Yang couldn't help being overjoyed.

"The lonely heavenly soldiers and generals finally have it."

If these white flood dragons can be carefully cultivated, after ten thousand years, there will be nine thousand golden fairy dragons.

(End of this chapter)