Volume 1 Journey to the Wasteland Chapter 122 Turning into a Dragon
Colorful auspicious clouds, red sky. The golden scales slowly fell from the sky, layer by layer, but also layer by layer. Under the gaze of countless monks, a golden portal gradually emerged in the clouds.
Under the Xiangyun Dragon Gate, above the Enlightenment Pool, in the blood-colored picture, Bai Ye kept swinging his sickle, and forcefully killed the golden-scaled carp that rushed towards him.
It has been three days since Ye Qingyan and the others were swallowed and brought back to the pool. In three days, the white night battle, the golden carp died, and everyone was shocked.
Waving his hand to wipe the demon beast blood from his cheek, Bai Ye stomped his feet and rose from the blood-colored picture. Estimating the time, he knew that it was almost time to leap the dragon gate.
What is worse now is just that stormy moment. There is an old saying in the cultivation world: "Golden scales are not things in the pool, and they turn into dragons when they encounter wind and clouds." "This is a sentence used to describe the evolution bloodline of the Dragon Clan, the Golden Scale Carp Clan, when they leaped into the Dragon Gate.
But in the cultivation world of the human race, this has become a special term to describe the Golden Scale List. The golden-scaled fire-streaked carp belongs to the branch of the golden-scaled carp family, one of which is gregarious and accustomed to collective breakthroughs.
This is what Bai Ye guessed based on his experience in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion of the Starlight Sect and his years of experience. Now that the dragon gate has come out, the difference is the wind that blows the colorful auspicious clouds.
Above the blood-colored picture, Bai Ye raised his right hand, only to see a tiny bead of blood quietly levitating on it. It was the fish blood he had condensed, the result of the battle he had slain thirteen thousand golden-scaled carp.
Even if he has the Shura Dao and he has the relics of killing the emperor, in the face of these hundreds of thousands of golden-scaled carp, he still can't bear it after all. He is a demon god, but after all, he is just a demon god who has not yet grown up.
Before he grows up, all the small factors, all the seemingly weak enemies, may kill him, and let him die prematurely on this bumpy path of cultivation.
Looking down, looking at the school of fish that fell into a dead loop because they couldn't find him, he breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately he had a hundred ghosts walking at night, with his current body speed, it was enough to surpass the same level, even compared to some middle-level gods, he would not lose to them at all.
The outside world has already turned the sky upside down, and everything is because of the performance of this white-haired young man in the enlightenment pool.
"The heavy pupil is too strong, it simply crushes everything. These are the words that the cultivators sighed when they saw the white night battle posture.
"Yes, is this the immortal legend? That supreme holy body? What kind of disciple can this sect have such courage and strength?"
Some people were amazed, and what they said also aroused the approval of the monks present. At this moment, no one does not recognize the strength of the double pupil, and no one does not recognize the majesty of the double pupil.
First, he single-handedly pushed many outstanding talents, and then he fought against the fish against the rules of the Golden Scale List.
It was a fourth-order golden-scaled carp, which was already one of the noble races in today's demon clan, but such a terrifying group demon beast was killed by this white-haired young man.
For three days, the heavy pupil did not fall, but hid in the blood-colored picture, not visible to outsiders, not disturbed by external objects. Seeing that the golden dragon gate in the world of the picture scroll was becoming clearer and clearer, the hearts of the spectators couldn't help but hang higher and higher.
They were full of anticipation and curiosity about what the young man would do next. The same is true of the unprecedented changes that have taken place in this scroll world.
In this era, which Dao system, which sect, and which family don't want to have a Tianjiao and the same talent in their clan as the one with heavy pupils.
They had all heard of the golden scales as an allusion to the things in the pool, and they could vaguely guess what might happen next. However, none of them can jump to conclusions until the real facts have happened.
"Mr. He, can you see what will happen next?"
"Back to Your Majesty, after all, I have only learned a little shallow, and I have not been able to see through it, among which Vientiane Senluo. β
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In the sky, Emperor Jialing turned his head, he stared at the five princes who were living in the belly of the fish at the moment, and there was a fierce and decisive color in his eyes. Since the girl has been completely pushed away by herself, then the whole cold night and even his hope are pinned on this son.
"Senior sister, junior brother, he will be fine, right?"
In the crowd, Xue Chan couldn't help but get closer and whispered to the Thousand Hitomi. She saw the white-haired young man fighting in and out of the blood-colored picture, but she was extremely worried in her heart.
It's been three years, and she still hasn't broken through. But the young man who came to Morning Dew Peak to meditate was already a young man, and he had lost his immaturity, less thin, and more ruthless and sophisticated.
"Rest assured, with the ability of the junior brother, this situation should not make him really worry about his life. But ............"
Speaking of this, the Thousand Pupils of the Northern Darkness couldn't help but look up at the figure standing on top of the golden chariot in the heavenly dome. If he dares to make a move, he will dare to break up.
"Look, the wind is blowing. β
I don't know who exclaimed, attracting countless monks to watch. ..................
The golden scale list scrolled the world, and the golden wind swept from the sky, blowing the five-colored auspicious clouds, blowing the blood-colored picture, and blowing the giant trees that traversed the heavens and the earth.
Until the auspicious clouds on the horizon are dispersed, until the blood and qi in the heavenly dome are dissipated, until countless green leaves are swept by it. They are like elves, waving their little hands and pulling the sighs of thousands of winds to sweep the world.
Finally, the remnant clouds disappeared, the blood color was scattered, and countless green leaves fell from the sky one after another, and the five-colored glow filled the whole world.
The entire vast Enlightenment Pool, the pale golden, incomparably clear Enlightenment Pool, was already boiling at this moment. The golden fish, the huge fish, wagged its tail, rushed out of the water, and galloped towards the golden portal at the top of the sky.
The glittering light of the golden scales on the bodies of these golden-scaled carps became more and more dazzling, and the criss-crossing fiery red stripes also shone.
The golden mist, which seemed to be thick but not light, once again filled the world with this world. In the midst of this, there was a white-haired young man, stepping on the golden mist, hiding the golden mist, and holding a red blood bead in his right hand.
White Night closes his eyes and takes a deep breath of fresh air. He could sense that invisible dragon qi was swimming across the surface of these carps.
It was the evolution of their bloodline, and it was the result of their penance. After endless years of tempering, devouring geniuses and win-win with it............ There's so much they have to do to prepare for this moment.
They are social monsters, and they are also demons with dragon blood in their bodies. They have dragon energy, which condenses and transforms into unique creations. And Longmen is one of them, but for the golden scale carp, it is not condensed unless a certain number of the same family appears.
For them, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, just one leap, straight into a dragon, reverse into a fish. They have a noble blood left over from the desolation, although it is already so subtle, but they are willing to cultivate this blood, just for the sublimation of once in a lifetime.
The dragon gate is just around the corner. Opportunity is right around the corner.
Hundreds of thousands of golden-scaled carp jumped up from the water frantically and jumped towards the dragon gate in the sky. Fish are constantly jumping up, and fish are falling, and in just a few breaths, countless golden-scaled carp have fallen back into the pond.
If they fail, they are destined to lose their chances forever and are destined to never become dragons in their lives. But who knows, from the surface of the water to the top of the sky, a total of 108,600 zhang.
"Roarβ"
Finally, a few dragon-like creatures took off from the five-colored glow. They succeeded, evolved their bloodline, took dragon form, and were eligible to join the dragon family.
In the passionate dragon roar, more than a dozen golden dragons with a length of about 90 meters appeared from the glow, and the white clouds were quietly evolving, gradually spreading, intertwined with the golden mist.
The white night looked up, and there was a shiny glow in the heavy pupils. He looked at the dragons flying in the sky, and saw that there were small black dots on their heads.
He knew that it was the talented people who had succeeded. The benefits obtained from the three-day enlightenment pool are incomparable. Bai Ye looked at the golden-scaled carp floating on the water, they were dejected, and they had fallen into failure.
And above the heads of these losers, there are many monks standing, and they are also defeated, unable to jump over the dragon gate, and completely disqualified from advancing on the way to the ranking.
Bai Ye quietly raised his right hand, and there, a drop of red blood was suspended, as if it had been stimulated and pulled by some kind of stimulation, and this drop of blood burst out with a strong brilliance and trembled violently.
"Look, what's going on?"
In the outside world, as well as in the world of picture scrolls, there are monks who exclaim.
I saw a blood dragon, which was a kilometer long. It manifested from the golden mist, with boundless dragon power and dragon aura, dancing with the wind, and rushing madly towards the top of the sky.
"That......... There's someone on that blood dragon!"
"It's the one with heavy pupils!"
At this moment, all the onlookers were boiling. It was the dragon of the white night, the product of his own strength, and he only had a short life, just like an epiphany in the middle of the night, which could only be short-lived.
The golden transparent scales evolved from the mist, forming barriers. That's the rule of the Golden Scales, and when it finds out that someone is "cheating" in an alternative way, it immediately begins to implement repressive measures.
However, this did not stop the footsteps of the white night. The blood dragon of the white night is too similar to the real dragon clan, the real dragon. Unlike the monks of this era, the only thing they have seen at most is Jiaolong with a strong dragon bloodline.
And Bai Ye is a person who has really experienced the flood, in other words, he has witnessed the glory of the past, whether it is the demon clan or the witch clan.
At this moment, Bai Ye was sure that the dragon under him was from the desolation, from that ancient and lost time. In such a scene, it is as if a real dragon has crossed the long river of time and years and fought side by side with him.
"Elder, in this situation, are you sure of that person's identity?"
"Yes, I'm sure. β
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