At this time, Ji Zhuoyang Ling stood above the Golden Dragon Palace, his face was pale, his eyes were like a monstrous flame burning, seeing Wentian rushing towards him, he may have known Wentian's intentions, his eyes flashed fiercely. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Lin Wentian, you are presumptuous, I am a saint, the emperor of the red moon, the sky of the red moon, I don't believe that you, the evil seed, can still turn the sky upside down." He shouted angrily, and then he pressed his hands against the Golden Dragon Hall below.

"Luck Golden Dragon, borrow my power to let me enforce the law on behalf of the heavens, kill the ghosts, and restore the peace of the red moon."

As soon as he spoke, in the Golden Dragon Hall below, the golden dragon statue suddenly burst into golden light, especially between the two dragon eyes, a gaze full of domineering and majestic and unyielding flashed.

"Ang" dragon roar, the golden dragon statue is like a complete life, when the golden light bursts, it is quickly condensed and formed, and soon, a golden light, such as carrying the power of the world's golden dragon, soared into the sky.

Luck Golden Dragon!

This golden dragon is the golden dragon of luck condensed by the luck of a country, and it can also be said to be the divine dragon of the country.

The dragon is in the country, the dragon is destroyed, and this legend is still rumored among the people.

As soon as the golden dragon of luck came out, it hovered in the air with a domineering expression, its eyes stared at the sky like a god's might, the light of the dragon's eyes was extremely terrifying, if an ordinary monk touched it, I am afraid that it would collapse in an instant.

"Ah...... That's the dragon of luck of my Red Moon Country, and the Holy Lord is going to use his national strength to deal with Lin Wentian. ”

"The saint is now in the late stage of Vientiane, and with the power of a country blessing on his body, his strength is definitely comparable to that of God, and the red moon will be invincible, this time, Lin Wentian is in great trouble."

"That's right! The saint has the grace of heaven, he is the real son of heaven, and he is the son of the dragon, this Lin Wentian is against him, and he is completely looking for death. ”

When the people from the outside world saw the golden dragon of luck hovering in the void of the palace, all of them looked excited, and their hearts were full of worship, and their eyes were full of blind worship for the current saint, Ji Zhuoyang.

Ji Zhuoyang didn't stop because of this, at this moment, he seemed to have fallen into complete madness, and he didn't kill Wentian, and vowed not to give up.

He shouted angrily again: "The merit golden dragon is present, and it also helps me to kill the rebellious ministers and thieves." ”

"Aang!"

A dragon groan sounded again, and in the gloomy clouds, there was a sudden golden light, like a holy beast in the darkness, and the next moment, a golden dragon full of divine breath, looking up at the dragon's head, roared.

Meritorious Golden Dragon!

This golden dragon is the golden dragon of merit condensed by the merits of a country, and if you want to say that the golden dragon of luck is the divine dragon of the country, then it is the holy dragon of the country.

"The luck of the country, the power of the golden dragon of merit, you still show it."

"However, many of the royal children of the Ji family have fallen, and the palace has been wantonly destroyed by me Lin Wentian, and the power of luck has already collapsed."

"And you, as the Red Moon Emperor, actually shielded the demon to cultivate his vicious method of harming heaven and reason, what merit can be said."

"Ji Zhuoyang, now you are just a pseudo-emperor, the country is not like the country, the home is not like the home, why do you still come to mobilize my Chiyue's luck and merit."

Seeing that Ji Zhuoyang summoned the two dragons of luck and merit, he was not afraid of asking the sky, but said coldly.

This fell on Ji Zhuoyang's ears, which made him even more crazy, and between the lightning and stone fire, his eyes formed complex handprints, and he looked up to the sky and roared.

"The golden dragon of luck enters the body, and the golden dragon of merit enters the body."

"Roar!!" The two majestic dragons of the country roared to the sky, exuding an astonishing coercion, making the people of the whole city prostrate on the ground and frightened.

The two golden dragons shook their bodies, and suddenly, they turned into two monstrous forces, and with a bang, they poured into Ji Zhuoyang's body.

However, in the next moment, boom, the aura on his body skyrocketed, causing the entire palace to change color and make the sun and moon lose their brilliance.

Here, Ji Zhuoyang, who was blessed by the power of the two dragons, was like the god of the red moon, exuding a powerful qi machine, which was a strange qi machine, neither the opportunity of the Vientiane Realm nor the opportunity of the Shenyuan Realm.

But the feeling he gave to Wentian was like being stronger than that Divine Yuan Realm.

Ji Zhuoyang's eyes contained golden light, he swiped his hands, and with a bang, the entire palace shook violently, and it was even more brilliant to the extreme, making people unable to open their eyes with golden light.

A huge enchantment condensed by the power of luck and merit instantly isolated the entire palace, but the strange thing is that as soon as this special enchantment came out, Wentian changed his complexion for the first time.

Because he found that his sense of thunder was cut off, just like the palace where he was here, no longer in the capital, but in another special space.

"The power of luck and merit can actually blind the heavens and cut off the heavenly tribulation?" His eyelids jumped, but soon, his eyes flashed with fire.

"This kind of power, I, Lin Wentian, must get." He roared in his heart.

Because maybe because of his rebirth, or because of his cultivation of the Ancient Spirit Sutra, every time he broke through the Great Realm, he would attract Thunder Tribulation, but if he obtained this power, that is, he would no longer worry about the threat of Thunder Tribulation.

"Without the power of the Thunder Tribulation, you Lin Wentian is an ant in my eyes." The thunderstorm stopped, and Ji Zhuoyang said arrogantly.

It's just that Wentian showed a playful look.

"Ji Zhuoyang, it seems that you have healed your scars and forgotten the pain, in this case, today I Lin Wentian will let you see clearly, who is the real son of the dragon."

Suddenly, he lifted the first and second layers of the Ancient Spirit Sutra with all his might, and a stream of golden light rushed out, and then, the blood in his body completely boiled, and a divine dragon flashed on his forehead, and finally condensed a dragon mark full of mystery.

At the same time, the ancient vein of the Dragon Emperor in his body suddenly opened his eyes, full of endless dragon power, just because it was the emperor among the dragon clan, although it was only a wisp of imperial intent, but the emperor was the emperor, and it was the existence of all kings and emperors.

"Roar", perhaps feeling the will of the heavens, it raised its head to the sky and roared, and then suddenly burst out of his body, rushing out with the posture of a trapped dragon ascending to heaven.

In an instant, the void wind was raging, the air flow was surging wildly, and in the eyes of the people in the whole capital who were full of horror and shock, a hundred-zhang dragon phantom quickly condensed.

It hovered in the void like the master of heaven and earth, exuding a terrifying dragon power that Akatsuki had never seen before.

Moreover, this hundred-zhang dragon is very different from the appearance of the luck and merit golden dragon before, because it has five claws and two wings, and it is the emperor of the dragon clan.

"Roar!"

As soon as it was condensed, it raised its dragon head even more arrogantly, roaring at the sky, as if to announce its appearance, it was not willing to be trapped in this palace barrier, it did not allow anyone or anything to override it.

However, just as it let out a shocking dragon roar, Ji Zhuoyang's expression changed suddenly, and his heart was shocked to the extreme.

Puff puff...... He spurted out several mouthfuls of blood in a row, and in an instant, his face was as white as snow, and two miserable cries came from his body.

This is the scream of the golden dragon of luck and the golden dragon of merit.

With a "click", the special realm in the palace suddenly fell apart, and there was still rolling thunder in the depths of the thunderclouds in the sky.

Wen Tianling stood on the body of the Baizhang Giant Dragon, his expression was domineering, and he shouted loudly with the momentum of not being angry and arrogant.

"I, Lin Wen, a genius, is to shape its dragon vein, condense its emperor's will, and is the true son of the dragon in Akatsuki." This sound, he contained the power of cultivation, and the sound rolled in all directions.

At this moment, the entire capital, and even some other cities, were in a sensation, just because the son of the dragon finally really appeared.

(There is something to do today, two watches, four watches tomorrow)

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