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Chapter 739 Three-Toed Dragon

The Taoist sect has gained a lot of popularity over the years, and it has cultivated such guardian deities.

Su Ziji, who witnessed this scene, had a calm expression, but wherever he looked, half a shadow of a rosewood tree floated in his field of vision with a faint blue light.

"Watching Xuanguan Tiangang's divine magic...[Jianggong Zhenzhuan Dan Technique] 1130, level 14 (2645/12000)"

Experience continues to soar!

"This time, I have obtained the method of subduing gods, but this method is a bit useless." Although Su Ziji obtained it, he could not use it directly.

After all, Liu Zhan and these Taoists can use it because this set of spells is connected with the incense of the Taoist sect. If there is no god to descend, then there is no point in using this spell.

However, obtaining this method still increased Su Ziji's experience by thousands.

Although I can't directly use Liu Zhan's divine summoning technique, I can modify it and use it in other ways. Maybe after gaining some insights, I can create a very useful summoning technique.

Su Ziji sat still. As for fighting, it was no longer what he, the acting king, should do, unless it was the last moment.

Suddenly, Su Ziji thought of the Xuanwu Gate incident, and his eyes changed slightly.

"What is King Dai thinking about?" Bianxuan, who was secretly paying attention on one side, noticed this change, secretly holding the jade in his hand, and suddenly remembered what happened the night before yesterday.

"Do you practice Brahma Dharma openly and secretly use mysteries to achieve great achievements in front of the king?"

The mysterious man's words kept echoing in Bianxuan's mind. Since the mysterious man found him specifically and said these words, it couldn't be without purpose.

He has determined that the next step will be important, but what will happen next?

If it is resolved successfully, where will there be a chance for me to appear?

"So, you gave me this jade, what exactly are you going to do? And how are you going to do it?" Bianxuan thought quietly.

Taoist Temple·Underground Hall

The hall is surrounded by layers of statues of humans, gods, ghosts, and gods. In the curling green smoke, a faint and deep light shines in the hall, showing everything about the Palace of the Minister.

"Um, is it the Xuan Guan Tiangang divine magic?" The man in green had dark eyes, sighed for a long time, and his expression turned cold: "It was just a small religious sect back then, and after not seeing each other for hundreds of years, has it become a climate?"

"However, we can't let you block the big plan." The man in Tsing Yi knelt down again, saluted heavily, and said again: "Prime Minister He Haichen would like to say that destiny has begun. I borrowed money back then, and Da Zheng should repay it. The demon clan also has a destiny.

, please ask Shi Zu to investigate silently."

"Boom!" The roar of thunder sounded again in the ears of the man in green, and heavy ripples spread around the statue of the demon god in the entire hall.

They are obviously dead things, but they stand up, stand sideways, or sit and watch, as if thousands of monsters are roaring, jumping, and roaring in the mountains and seas, and each one is ferocious and violent, destroying and killing.

"Although the ancestor has passed away, his spiritual power is still great!" Although the man in Tsing Yi had expected it, he still showed some excitement. Even though he has passed away, there is still a strong feeling in this world!

Not only was the thunder that seemed far away but also close to my ears, the candlelight in the entire hall jumped violently!

Vice Minister's Mansion

"Boom!" A thunderous sound shook the earth slightly. Huidao on the high platform was startled and stood up. He personally lifted the curtain and went out. Standing and looking up, he saw thick clouds in the sky, surging and rolling.

The sky is heavy and heavy.

This feeling of depression is extremely terrifying!

"Is there still thunder in winter?"

Everyone in the Shilang's Mansion raised their heads and looked into the sky. Even ordinary people, cadres, and officials could not see the specific ghosts and gods. They did not know the meaning of the large dark clouds. They only felt depressed.

Ma Shunde was one of them. He looked up at the sky and couldn't help but say: "Oh, it seemed to be sunny just now. What's going on now? The weather suddenly changed again. Isn't this going to be a thunderstorm?"

As the dark clouds came down, strong winds followed.

There was a felt cloth, so there was nothing wrong with the reed shed. It was just that the people inside, those who were close to the wind, had their faces hurt by the wind. The loess was blown everywhere, and even hit Ma Shunde's mouth when he spoke. Wait for the wind to pass.

, and burbled at the ground several times, and his mouth was full of loess and sand.

There was no need to enjoy the refreshments in the shed, which made Ma Shunde feel even more unhappy.

What bad luck!

Such a sudden gust of wind is really unlucky!

Bianxuan's heart moved, and he suppressed the strange look in his eyes. He had been waiting for a "change", but he didn't expect that the change would come so quickly. He almost didn't think about it, but the change would happen in the next moment.

He looked up at the sky. Dark clouds had enveloped the entire sky. The bright and dazzling sun was blocked by layers, and everything around him became dark.

The constant blowing wind caused the flags and banners on the stage to tilt a little.

If the flags and flags hadn't been opened in the magic circle and were already pulling each other with the magic circle to form a net, then just a strong gust of wind would have blown away a few of these flags!

Liu Zhan's sleeves were blown by the wind on the stage, and the Taoists and monks around him all felt the difficulty.

You can feel the changes in the aura around you without even looking carefully!

"Ah!" Someone suddenly exclaimed.

"What is that!"

What?

Bianxuan looked towards the person who was exclaiming, and found a Taoist man standing not far away, who looked about twenty years old. His face was full of panic at the moment, and he was looking up at the sky.

Sky?

Bianxuan just raised his head and stared at the sky for a while. Except for the dark clouds blocking the light, he didn't find anything else. But the look on his face made Bianxuan realize that there were changes in the sky!

He hurriedly looked in the direction the Taoist was looking at, and when he saw it, his color suddenly changed!

I saw faintly that the fireworks that had dispersed suddenly condensed again. Is this the resurrection of ghosts and gods?

But how is this possible!

Bianxuan has never heard of such a thing before!

How can the ghosts and gods who have been completely wiped out be resurrected?

Bianxuan's pupils shrank sharply, and he squeezed Yu's hand, tightening it again.

I saw a trace of white light in the sky, which looked very fragile, but suddenly, gray and black air appeared, faintly condensing. When Bianxuan looked over, these gray and black air not only condensed together again, but also

It actually condensed into a dragon.

"Dragon?"

It wasn't until he heard many people exclaiming "dragon" at the reed shed that Bianxuan realized that this appearance could actually be seen by ordinary people!

This made him feel deeply how unfathomable the people in Tsing Yi were!

This accident must have been caused by the people in Tsing Yi!

Who is the other party, and he really has such ability?

"How is that possible?" The Taoist who had been controlling the formation was hit the hardest and burst out into an uproar.

In the reed shed, Ma Shunde, who was originally a little impatient, suddenly turned cold. He stared at the dragon in mid-air, and his expression changed drastically!

Among the crowd around him, Liu Du, the head of the Ministry of Rites, couldn't help but exclaimed: "This, how is this possible! How come a dragon is formed in the sky?"

"No, it's not a dragon, it's a dragon!" Tian Zhen, the Minister of Rites, originally looked very nourished, but as soon as the dragon appeared just now, he started shouting. His face also changed drastically. After observing for a moment, he discovered something.

Correct aloud.

"It's indeed not a dragon..." After Tian Zhen's reminder, the others stared and saw it one after another.

This is not only a dragon, but also a young one. It can be seen that the horns are still young and the claws only have three toes!

Jiao?

Young dragon?

When they saw this, everyone present subconsciously looked at Dai Wang.


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