Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Six Great Disasters Must Have Great Epidemic
hold head high--
A dragon's roar full of hearty meaning echoed in the endless ocean, and where the sea and the sky connected, a purple dragon covered with bruises and lightning scorch marks leaped into the sky, swimming in the clouds of calamity that had not yet dispersed.
Walk.
As if for revenge, the purple dragon, which had experienced 18 hours of calamity, swallowed the calamity cloud whose power had been greatly reduced. The thunder rumbled, seeming to be angry at the provocative behavior of this purple dragon, but to no avail.
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This thunder catastrophe is over. No matter how unwilling you are, the remaining thunder cannot hurt the purple dragon that has completed its transformation. Instead, it can only be devoured by him and absorb its essence.
Pieces of scorched scales and dead skin fell off. Feng Bingwen and the other dragons watched the Dragon Lord fade away from his injuries in a very short time. In almost just half a moment, he saw a fairy light shining, majestic.
The extraordinary purple dragon is swimming in the sea of clouds, so happy.
hold head high--
There was another dragon roar, but it was the purple dragon that had vented the joy in its heart and flew towards the place where hundreds of dragons gathered. Wherever it passed, the purple energy was so majestic that it covered the sky and the sun, stretching for three thousand miles.
And this unbridled true dragon energy caused the sea area below to boil. Countless fish, shrimps, turtles and turtles surged up, fighting for each other in the sea water, swallowing in big mouths. Before their spiritual wisdom was fully developed,
Trying to seize the only opportunity for transformation in this life.
"Congratulations to Your Majesty on your successful return!"
"Congratulations to dad for becoming a real dragon."
When the purple dragon approached, many old dragons and old dragons opened their mouths to congratulate. Even the dragon sons and dragon girls beside Feng Bingwen all saluted. As for Feng Bingwen himself, of course he followed the crowd and opened his mouth to congratulate.
"Thank you all for your help, I, Xi Muqing, am today. I am deeply grateful. Please accept my courtesy!"
The purple dragon landed in front of the clouds and transformed into an elegant man whose specific age could not be discerned. He had a long beard as dark as ink under his chin, his eyes were calm, and his divine light was introverted. He fell there, but his hands were
Overlap and bow.
But this scene shocked a group of old dragons into panic.
"Your Majesty, you can't do this!"
"You are the body of a real dragon, how can you salute us and other little dragons?"
"I can't bear it."
Although Old Jiao and Old Dragon were deeply moved, they could only dodge hastily and did not dare to accept the gift from Lord Long.
"If you hadn't endured the thunder disaster for me in Xuanting Lake, how could I have transformed into a dragon so smoothly?"
Although he had transformed into the body of a real dragon, Xi Muqing did not feel arrogant at all. Instead, he sincerely thanked the old dragon who had helped him before.
"I, Xi Muqing, will keep this kindness in my heart and I will never treat you badly in the future."
After hearing Mr. Long's words of assurance, all those old dragons and old dragons beamed with joy.
They had suffered a lot before, wasn't it just for this promise?
It seems that for old dragons like them, their vitality has declined, and their souls have begun to shrink. They have lost all hope of turning into dragons, and their future is hopeless. In this case, they might as well choose a good place to live in peace and contentment.
What better place to go than under the True Dragon?
However, compared to joining those long-famous true dragons, it is undoubtedly more cost-effective to follow a dragon king who is about to transform into a dragon. No matter which true dragon it is, its forces have already been formed. Even if they go, there will be no place for them.
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On the contrary, if you follow a dragon king who is about to transform into a dragon, you will definitely get a good job when he succeeds. Not only will you have a good life for the rest of your life, but you will also be able to benefit future generations.
"The person I should be most grateful to is sir!"
After appeasing these old dragons, Xi Muqing approached Feng Bingwen.
"You should not be called Mr. Your Majesty."
It's a bit embarrassing to say it, but Feng Bingwen really feels that his body can't hold up in front of this dragon king. Whether it is the dragon soul at its core or the dragon beads as the source of power, they all have a tendency to surrender.
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Even though the Dragon Lord in front of him didn't deliberately target him, and even restrained himself quite a bit, he still had the urge to kneel down in his Dharma form.
"You don't have to be humble. You helped me achieve enlightenment, and I should repay you in return. Do you still think this dragon armor fits you?"
Xi Muqing asked with a smile. A fundamental transformation was taking place in his body at this time. He could see through the details of Feng Bingwen's Dharma at a glance. Although he had a rough idea before, it was not as clear as now.
“Fit, fit perfectly!”
Standing in front of a real dragon, even though the opponent had just finished his tribulation and was extremely weak, Feng Bingwen still felt a little nervous unconsciously.
Because this is the strongest existence he has encountered since he came to this world. Even the cheap master he worshiped can't compare with him. He may catch up in the future, but he is definitely not his opponent now. The gap between immortals and mortals is huge.
To the point of despair.
"Brother Bingwen, this is my father's personal armor."
Xi Qingyi, who was standing next to Feng Bingwen, was surprised when he heard his answer and quickly reminded him.
"Ah, this..."
Feng Bingwen was stunned and was about to speak, but was quickly interrupted by the smiling Long Jun in front of him.
"If you think it suits you, then it's yours. It's just a pair of armor. I'll make another one."
Long Jun's tone was calm and gentle, and Feng Bingwen's mood also calmed down.
Although the color scheme of this pair of dragon armor, with purple as the main body and gold as the embellishment, is a little bit arrogant, it is really handsome and Feng Bingwen really likes it.
This Long Jun's aesthetics is really nothing to say.
"But……"
Xi Qingyi on the side opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but after being glared at by the Dragon Lord, he obediently shut up. However, he couldn't help but mutter in his heart.
"This armor is made by my father who collected the scales that had transformed and fallen off in the past, and then blended it with a lot of immortal treasures and magical iron. He just gave it away. It's too generous. I obviously like this one the best and wear it every day."
On the body."
Feng Bingwen naturally didn't know this, and he was filled with joy at this moment. Even though he didn't know the origin of the dragon armor he was wearing, he knew from the reluctance in Prince Long's words that it must be a valuable treasure.
"Do you have anything else to ask for? I will grant it as well."
"I have nothing to ask for now."
Feng Bingwen thought for a while, what he wanted most now was the Immortal Grade Foundation, but even if the Dragon Lord in front of him had transformed into a real dragon, he would never be able to give it to him.
"Nothing to ask for? Just a set of dragon armor is not enough to repay Sir's kindness to Xi. In this case, Xi has taken matters into his own hands."
As he said that, the elegant and easy-going Dragon Lord in front of him, whose specific age could not be seen, grabbed Yun Tian beside him. Because he turned into a real dragon, he was filled with three thousand miles of purple energy, and suddenly gathered, and he was captured in an instant.
I took most of the time.
The purple energy condensed into a bead. Before Feng Bingwen could react, the dragon king opened his mouth and spit out the purple bead. In an instant, the fairy light filled the sky, the purple energy soared into the sky, and auspicious clouds appeared.
, the purple meaning in that bead gathered, and a vivid, wandering purple dragon took shape.
This dragon has four claws and five toes, towering horns, flowing whiskers, dense mane, winding body, and shining scales...it is clearly the true appearance of this dragon king.
"His Majesty!"
This time, before Xi Qingyi had time to speak, many old dragons who were still silent in joy saw this scene and couldn't help shouting.
But before they had time to speak, this real dragon, who was worthy of his name and could be king in the ocean, let go of his pressure. Suddenly, many old dragons who were frightened and couldn't help shouting were suppressed, and they could only watch helplessly without saying a word.
Can't even tell.
"This is a choice I give you. If you swallow it, no matter what your previous physique is, even if you are just a mortal body, you can turn into a purple dragon. Its dragon bloodline will not be weaker than that of my children. It can be as good as my previous one."
That way, you can turn into a dragon through water!"
When Long Jun spoke, even Feng Bingwen, who was staying in the Feng family mansion, couldn't help but open his eyes, his eyes full of shock.
"This is too expensive!"
Feng Bingwen shied away, although it was normal for someone to repay a favor, but this was probably too much.
"It's very precious to you, but to me it's just a breath. If you don't want to transform into a dragon, you can also use it to cultivate a magical power to protect the law. It has many wonderful uses."
With that said, regardless of whether Feng Bingwen wanted it or not, Long Jun thrust the bead that seemed to bind a young purple dragon into his hand.
"I'm really not sure what to do with these things."
Feng Bingwen expressed heartfelt emotion.
"Hahaha, just accept it with peace of mind, you deserve this."
Lord Long laughed, and then he moved his sleeves, and the old dragons, old dragons, dragons, and the dragon girl who were suppressed by him and couldn't move or speak were all taken away by his sleeves.
I don't know if it was because of his magical power or because he had learned the great magical powers of Taoism and held the world within his sleeves. After doing all this, the true dragon said goodbye to Feng Bingwen, who was alone.
"Although I have overcome the disaster, I have not yet completed my meritorious deeds. It will take some time. When the time comes, I will send an invitation in person to invite you to come to my Dragon Palace for the Ascension of the Dragon Banquet. Please don't refuse me when the time comes."
"If the invitation is sent to me, I will naturally have a feast."
Feng Bingwen felt a lot more relaxed as he held the dragon ball in his hand. This dragon king ignored the terrifying dragon power on his body, but he was surprisingly easy to get along with.
"Okay, sir, just wait and Xi will cast a spell to turn you around."
"You have Mr. Laolong."
Feng Bingwen was just about to say thank you when his eyes flashed and he realized that the world was reversed and the world was changing. When everything became clear again, he saw the island in the middle of the lake that was almost submerged under his feet.
Wolong Lake!
Returning to a familiar place, before Feng Bingwen had time to appreciate the power of the real dragon's magical powers and count the harvest on his body, he heard something bad coming from the mansion.
"We need to prepare more rice at home, at least for half a year."
"What's wrong? Why are you preparing so much rice all of a sudden? The water that has risen in the past few days has begun to recede."
"Yunze Prefecture has evacuated to our disaster relief camp in Jinglin Prefecture. There is a plague!"