The sky is that pure blue, not stained with the slightest dust, Ao Guang above the 90,000 miles of sky, his figure is so obvious, after all, he is not Li Chunqiu is proficient in all kinds of Taoism, and he can hide his body in the flow of people.

People in the disaster area only need to look up to see that figure across the nine heavens.

Not only Bong saw it, but most of the victims in the disaster area saw the figure, either leaning against the wall or lying directly on the ground, but they all raised their heads and their eyes widened.

On the emaciated bodies, there was an indescribable mottled gaze, like a lamp extinguished in the dark night, and there was no hope to be rekindled.

At this time, the real demon beast came, and the victims couldn't run, which was a relief.

The victims looked at Ao Guang's body and couldn't tell whether they were happy or sad.

In the sky, Ao Bing's body fell from the nine heavens, and the picture gradually became clearer.

A body as if it were made of steel, the scales on it glowed with brilliant golden light, showing off his sharpness and nobility.

Dragons are such flamboyant and powerful.

Bong barely controlled the shock in his heart, but he couldn't help but clench his fists, what kind of monster is this?

The horns are like a deer, the head is like a camel, the eyes are like a rabbit, the neck is like a snake, the belly is like a mirage, the scales are like a fish, the claws are like an eagle, the palm is like a tiger, and the ears are like a cow.

The guy in front of me was like a patchwork of countless animals, but it was so harmonious.

Bong doesn't know what he should do now, he can do it without wings, this is definitely not a simple demon beast.

When the local official Feng hesitated, Ao Guang had already arrived in front of Feng, and Feng realized at this moment what kind of behemoth this was, the figure of more than ten zhang was entrenched in mid-air out of thin air, and the pair of eyes like bronze tripods scanned the four directions.

Bong felt his clothes soaked, and the feeling of oppression seemed to be an oppression that came from the essence of life.

I don't know how long it took for the golden guy to retract his glance, and he looked at Bong in front of him, and a voice like thunder sounded.

"You're the official here?"

Can talk?

Bong froze again.

But no one had ever told him that there were demon beasts that could speak, and the demons killed by the rangers of the Demon Slaying Order before had never heard of such an incident.

Unlike Bong's shock.

Hearing this, the godless eyes of the people in the drought seemed to have found something again, and they tried their best to prop up their thin and skinny self, and looked towards Ao Guang.

"Speak!"

Ao Guang frowned, can't this guy speak yet?

How did he become an official?

Bong was suddenly awakened by Ao Guang's voice.

"I............ I am!"

Bong looked at the eyes in front of him, which were about the same size as himself, and said tremblingly.

Ao Guang lowered his head and looked at Feng Dao carefully:

"It turns out that you can speak, that's better, my name is Ao Guang, I am a dragon, in the past, I was sacrificed by people on the coast of the East China Sea of Qi Kingdom, and today I turned into a dragon and returned to the East China Sea, but it seems that this place has suffered a disaster, but a drought?. ”

"Yes!"

Bong confessed, but he also had a lot of thoughts in his heart.

Why is this dragon asking this?

Don't............... He's going to ............

Bong looked up, a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

The thunderous voice did not disappoint him.

"Qimin of the East China Sea, helped me in the past, and today I Ao Guang can't sit idly by. ”

"It doesn't rain, I'll help you. ”

Ao Guang glanced down at everyone, and the body that stayed in mid-air swam up.

The next moment, a golden streak rose into the sky.

Bong was taken aback by the sight, and then he stared at the sky with wide eyes.

Can it really be?

He was both skeptical and hopeful.

However, between dozens of breaths, the originally cloudless sky suddenly began to gather clouds, and the clouds continued to converge, but in a moment it was already dark clouds covering the sun.

"Boom!"

In the dense black clouds, a thunderbolt arose, bursting into the void, brightening the entire earth.

"Da!"

A moment later, a drop of rain suddenly fell on Bong's prayer platform, and Bong lowered his body and dipped his hand in the raindrops on the prayer platform.

"It's really raining!"

"It's really raining!"

"It's coming!"

Bong spoke three times in a row, louder than the other, and after the last "coming" was uttered, Bong, who was in his forties, hid his face and wept, laughing while crying.

He couldn't tell what his mood was, but it was superfluous to say anything at this time, and only tears were a thousand words.

"Boom!"

There was another thunderous explosion, and in the dense dark clouds, the victims could even see a dragon shadow crisscrossing above the clouds in the electric light.

The next moment, the rain poured down, and countless full raindrops smashed on the dry land, fiercely loving the land that had been forgotten for an unknown amount of time without rain.

"It's coming!"

"It's raining!"

"It's really raining!"

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The victims first stared blankly at the muddy water on the ground that was constantly beaten by raindrops, and in the eyes that were mottled and scattered with only a glimmer of light, it seemed that the light had reappeared and completely removed the mottling.

The next moment, they seemed to recover from the stop-motion animation.

The crowd cheered and wept as they raised their heads and opened their mouths to catch the drop of rain.

No one cared if their clothes were wet, no one paid attention to whether the muddy water of the earth was splashed on them, they drank the rain.

Standing on the prayer platform, he looked at the people cheering on the earth with eyes that were intertwined with tears and rain, he took a deep breath, and then fell to his knees on the earth with deliberate eyes.

Bong bowed to the figure shuttling through the dark clouds.

"Shangqing Feng, thank you for the grace of the East China Sea Dragon Clan for Qi Min, and I wish to never stop worshipping. ”

Feng Jie firmly kowtowed nine times and bowed three times and bowed nine times.

His voice was so powerful in the wind and rain.

This is Qi Min's commitment.

Although the Qi people under the prayer platform bowed down, in the eyes of everyone, the dragon clan was already another manifestation of the gods.

Ao Guang, who was swimming in the dark clouds, suddenly felt a warm feeling swimming in his dragon body.

It's a wonderful feeling and it's very comfortable.

Before, when Ao Guang was a golden-scaled carp, he had felt this feeling, and his intuition told him that it was because of those people's temple worship.

Looking down at the people under the clouds, Ao Guang turned away.

The heavy rain continued for a day, and it was only at the end of the rain that a voice rang in Feng's ears.

"Have you ever been satisfied with the heavy rain?"

Bong looked at the already clear sky, looked at the four big characters "Dragon King Temple Worship" written by himself, and smiled.

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