Chapter 33: The King of the Dragon Clan—Ao Yin

Night, dark mess.

The wind, whistling uncontrollably.

The waves crashed on the shore one after another, making a "la-la-la" sound.

In the square where two huge stone pillars stand, flowers and plants are being ravaged, and crystal dew drops are hanging on the branches and leaves, like tears.

Zhao Yun sometimes thrashed his body, and sometimes rolled on the grass with his head in his hands, turning over and over. More than two hours passed, the clothes on his upper body were torn to shreds, and colorful lights swam in the meridians, forming a layer of colorful halo on the surface of the skin, constantly alternating and changing.

Sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty, each of which is acceptable, but with five mixed together, has anyone ever tried such a rich taste bud?

What Zhao Yun felt at the moment was this kind of mixed taste, and even more so.

Baring his teeth and looking at the brilliance that kept flowing in the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, Zhao Yun almost dried up the only tears left in the rest of his life.

The divine consciousness was stinging, and the depths of his soul were forced to continue to be mercilessly tortured by the ten-colored divine light, which was simply inhumane.

Blurry and mysterious pictures were presented in Zhao Yun's mind, and his thoughts were extremely messy, like a ball of wool, no matter how he solved it, he couldn't find his head.

There are all kinds of inexplicable uncomfortable feelings on his body, Zhao Yun's life is better than death, this is a kind of torture from the Nine Shades Purgatory, and it will not make people feel good if they die.

In Zhao Yun's sea of consciousness, time and space are disordered, the years are distorted, shrouded in a vast thick fog, and he can't see anything clearly.

Torment, pain, torture, until it became scarred and unrecognizable.

I don't know how long it took.

Zhao Yun sat up cross-legged with difficulty, trembling all over, every muscle was agitating, bulging and concave, and the ten-colored divine light was still running around along his meridians, recklessly ramming into every nerve of Zhao Yun.

"As long as I Zhao Yun still have a trace of will, I won't admit defeat easily!"

"If the world stands in my way, then tread him flat!"

"My name is Zhao Yun, I don't know what it means to give in, you want to kill me, no way!"

A series of arrogant and uninhibited voices floated in Zhao Yun's heart, it was a kind of supreme rebellion, and it was like a kind of soul calling, giving Zhao Yun infinite strength and faith, through the haze, it was a fairyland.

Gritting his teeth and running the "Xuan Ling" exercises, "Wu Youtu" was displayed in Zhao Yun's sea of knowledge, urging the spiritual power of the whole body, gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, lightning, and the ten attribute talents of time and space were stimulated one by one, exuding a brilliant light, reflecting each other with the ten-colored divine light in the meridians, and repelling each other, forming a similar colored halo, enveloping Zhao Yun.

Two very similar reticle surfaces, flowing with different colors.

At this moment, the two spherical halos began to rub, constantly colliding, touching each other, and even hurting each other, devouring each other.

When two different colors come into contact with each other, they either spark or generate electricity, or condense into ice, or they avoid each other and disappear.

At the same time, in Zhao Yun's sea of knowledge, it was as if the sea had burst its banks, and many pictures continued to pour in, blending with Zhao Yun's previous memories and becoming one.

Zhao Yun had a splitting headache, his whole body was soaked, covered with dense beads of sweat, and the heat rose.

And the two light shields that shrouded him are also approaching each other, gradually encompassing each other and connecting into a whole.

Although this kind of torment and pain made him unable to survive or die, Zhao Yun still worked hard to persevere, as long as there was a glimmer of hope, he would not give up.

Time seems to be pressed slowly, and every breath is extremely tormented, just like the sweet words in the eyes of those lovers: one day with you is equal to a hundred years.

At some point, the sky was white, and a ray of sunlight slowly rose from the sea level.

Zhao Yun opened his blood-red eyes, which were covered with bloodshots. Sitting on the ground and stretching, Zhao Yun was about to stand up.

"I'm finally not dead, I, Zhao Ritian, am really blessed............

Before the words fell, Zhao Yun rushed forward and almost fell to the ground. Zhao Yun only felt as if something in his body had escaped, and he saw a colorful light draw a parabola, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed into the corpse of the giant dragon not far away, and disappeared without a trace.

Zhao Yun was shocked, and hurriedly checked to see if there was something missing on his body, and after a while, he found that everything was still there, and there were still some things, so he was relieved.

"me, play with me!"

Zhao Yun gestured his middle finger at the sky, his fist crackled, and he raised his head and roared.

A gust of sea breeze hit, Zhao Yun's long hair was scattered with the wind, the leaves in the forest were flying, and then the ground under his feet began to shake, becoming more and more intense.

The wind grew stronger, and hundreds of tornadoes rose on the island, and many trees and leaves were swept into the air, obscuring the sky and the sun.

A violent wave crashed against the reef of the coast, as if rolling up a thousand piles of snow.

"Whew——!"

The sound of the dragon's groan resounding in the sky came, and Zhao Yun, who was holding the pole of the big tree, was overjoyed.

"Balls?"

But he immediately despaired—the ground still shook, and many rocks rolled down into the depths of the jungle.

Not far ahead, a huge figure stood up slowly, shaking off the dirt and weeds that had been deposited on its body for many years, and there was a "creaking-clacking" sound on its body.

"I-saved another dragon?"

Zhao Yun laughed at himself, stretched out a finger and pointed at himself.

However, in the next moment, the hundred-zhang dragon that had been sleeping on the ground for hundreds of years moved!

The dragon swings its tail –

The surrounding hills were bulldozed, and then the dragon's head turned to the sky, and it swayed upward.

The huge body writhed, and countless stones and dirt fell from the sky mixed with decaying leaves.

After the dragon left, the island finally calmed down and stopped shaking.

But

The blue sky suddenly became cloudy, and the black clouds overwhelmed the city, obscuring the sun, as if night had fallen.

A giant dragon haunts the thick clouds, constantly stirring up the dark clouds that are like a mountain.

Thunderbolts exploded in the sky.

Lightning.

Suddenly, I saw the giant dragon turn into a long needle, flashing with ten colors of divine light, and plunged straight into the deep sea from the sky, stirring up stormy waves and thousands of heavy waves.

"I'm rubbing, it's so fierce!"

Zhao Yun subconsciously clapped his hands and couldn't help but sigh.

"Hahahahaha

A voice full of infinite majesty sounded in all directions of Zhao Yun, vigorous and powerful.

Zhao Yun instantly realized the seriousness of the situation and wanted to slip away, but his body ran away, leaving a remnant in the sky.

However, Zhao Yun saw a gust of wind coming, and a huge dragon head suddenly appeared in front of him, and the two big eyes stared at Zhao Yun indifferently, and Zhao Yun's whole person didn't have time to brake, and hit a thick dragon whisker straight on, a perfect somersault, and landed gently.

"Human, what are you running for?"

The dragon's body stayed high in the air, bent down and looked at Zhao Yun on the ground and asked.

"Run for your life, who knows if you'll swallow me in one bite. ”

Although Zhao Yun was a little frightened, he still pretended to be calm and looked directly at the dragon in the sky.

"This king also wants to thank you for helping this king fuse the dragon soul, how can you take revenge and kill them all? Do you think that this king will be as despicable and ungrateful as you humans, ridiculous!"

"You're slapping everyone to death, not all of them are like you say!"

As soon as these words came out, the dragon fell silent for a moment.

"Human, help this king fuse the dragon soul before you, and this king can spare you from dying. However, you must give this king an explanation, otherwise don't blame this king for revenge!"

"Hehe, aren't you dragons the same, ungrateful, dragons?"

Zhao Yun sneered, neither humble nor arrogant, and then said, "I don't know what kind of explanation you want?"

"Dare to pretend to be garlic with this king, let's say, what happened to your king's daughter, where is she now?"

The tone of the dragon's voice changed, and a powerful invisible coercion pressed towards Zhao Yun.

"Your daughter?"

Zhao Yun suddenly realized, could it be the guy who was dandan, how could it be.

"That's right, this king feels her breath in you, let's be honest, this king has always had a bad temper!"

Could it be that this dragon is really Dandan's father, it's not easy to do now, Dandan's entry into an invisible and unknown formation when he came with him, and he hasn't come out until now, how to explain, what to explain?

"You're talking about balls?"

Zhao Yun asked rhetorically.

"What kind of eggs are not eggs, the daughter of this king should be about three hundred years old at this time......

But yes, when she was taken away by traitors five hundred years ago, she was still in a dragon egg and was not born. Say, where is she now, hurry up and take this king to meet her!"

The dragon seemed more and more anxious, and it would not be good to mess with it.

"It's a long story, I'll tell you the truth"

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