The pupils of these eyes were erect, cold and ruthless.
A strong and arrogant air spread out, and the fish and shrimps within a ten-mile radius shivered in fear, as if they had encountered a natural enemy.
This is the real overlord! The overlord who stands at the top of the food chain! The sediment gradually settles and the river gradually becomes clearer.
That black shadow was clearly a gigantic python-like creature, with scales all over its body covered in blue. Each scale was as big as a baby's palm. Its body was generally sunk in the mud, while the other half of its body was floating in the river.
It has a ferocious snake head and a single horn growing out of its forehead.
This is a one-horned dragon! The snake becomes a python, and the python becomes an anaconda.
The anaconda mutates and becomes a dragon! This is a one-horned dragon. Even the root of the horn is filled with a ray of pale yellow light, exuding the ultimate brilliant coercion! An adult dragon.
It's just one step away from transforming into a dragon! The one-horned dragon raised its eyes, its cold pupils devoid of any emotion. It just looked ahead coldly, as if looking through thousands of meters through the obstacles of countless river sand grains.
Direction of Hanjiang City.
There was some hesitation, some fear, and a touch of greed.
A variety of emotions were intertwined, and the one-horned dragon still gave birth to spiritual wisdom. It felt that there was a breath it needed very much in front of it, at the bottom of the river near the center of Hanjiang City.
Innate aura! "Roar——!"
The one-horned dragon roared angrily.
This time it no longer suppressed the sound, the dragon's pressure rolled out, and all the fish and shrimp within a radius of one kilometer were shattered and died.
even.
Along with this roar, a wave of water visible to the naked eye rippled.
Boom! The water level of the Han River in the suburbs surged, and even dark clouds covered the sky, and heavy rain poured down.
The water monster of the Han River is a dragon.
In fact, this adult dragon has already shown signs of transforming into a dragon, with a roar that calls for wind and rain.
Thick dark clouds spread over a five-mile radius.
"Crash!"
It rained heavily, and the big rainwater formed a line, falling down and causing waves of water on the river.
The upper body of the one-horned dragon was lying in the soil without moving, but its cold eyes were staring straight ahead, as if waiting for something.
Wait for the opportunity to move.
Like a hunter waiting for his plump prey to step into his trap.
...Han River city center.
River bottom.
Tang Ming closed his eyes tightly, and a fist-sized high-grade spiritual stone floated in front of him, exuding rich innate spiritual energy.
The spiritual energy stirred up and turned into billowing air flow into Tang Ming's body.
With the intake of spiritual power, Tang Ming's skin glowed with a faint cyan light.
Qingming Dao Body! "Buzz--" A small and exquisite flying sword also floated out, making a clear trembling sound.
The effect of the high-grade spiritual stone far exceeded Tang Ming's expectations. The rich spiritual energy allowed all the limbs and bones in his body to stretch, and his cultivation reached the peak of the early stage of foundation building.
There is only half a step left to break through the middle stage of foundation building.
Time passed slowly.
"Bang!"
Tang Ming's whole body erupted with a wave of spiritual power. He opened his eyes, and a surprise flashed in his eyes.
"Breakthrough!"
"Middle stage of foundation building!"
Tang Ming lowered his head and looked at the spirit stone in front of him. Most of the clouds and mist inside had dissipated, but there was still a lot left.
This is the preciousness of high-grade spiritual stones. If they were replaced by low-grade or middle-grade spiritual stones, they would not be able to withstand his devouring. Especially practicing the "Qing Ming Creation Technique" requires devouring extremely terrifying spiritual energy.
"The Lingshi mine in the Zhu family helped me a lot."
"There will be no need to worry about cultivation resources in the future, at least, there will be no shortage before the Nascent Soul Realm."
A smile appeared on Tang Ming's lips.
Then, he turned his head slightly and looked back.
"When I was practicing just now, there seemed to be a strange wave coming from there. There was a very ancient aura. I don't know what it was..." A thought flashed in Tang Ming's eyes.
The direction he was looking at was located in the upper reaches of the Han River, and the distance was very far away. It was initially estimated that it was beyond the scope of Han River City.
Tang Ming looked up again. Through the dozens of meters of river bottom, he could see some light on the river surface.
He has been practicing here all night.
It's daytime now.
"It's time to go..." Tang Ming put away the spirit stone and flying sword and was about to surface.
Suddenly.
"Buzz..." A breath that cannot be described in words suddenly rose from the bottom of the Han River.
This breath is not spiritual power, nor is it the power of heaven and earth, nor is it the breath emanating from some object or creature.
Ethereal, majestic, mysterious, weird... Almost at the moment this breath appeared, the sky above Hanjiang City changed.
"Boom!"
"Crack!"
One minute it was clear skies, and the next moment there was lightning and thunder.
"Bang!"
The thunder exploded and resounded throughout the heaven and earth.
The entire city of Hanjiang shook violently, causing countless people to tremble in fear.
But at the bottom of the Han River, Tang Ming was shocked when this aura appeared, and his eyes were full of disbelief.
"This is... the luck of the dragon veins of the Han River!"
"No, it's not just the luck of the Han River, but -" "The luck of the country!"
Tang Ming's heartbeat accelerated. Even with his state of mind reaching the pinnacle of immortality, he could not help but become excited at this moment.
The destiny of the dynasty.
The great destiny of China was suddenly released and swarmed towards him.
"what's the situation?"
Tang Ming's eyes widened: "I didn't do anything, and just, I triggered the dynasty's national destiny?"
At the bottom of his feet, at the bottom of the Han River.
Waves of ethereal luck rose up, and if Tang Ming felt it, he suddenly raised his head and saw a fist-sized 'flame' floating three feet above his head.
The fire of luck.
Tang Ming's whole body was shaken. This was the fire of his destiny. But the problem was, let alone the fact that he was still a Foundation Establishment monk now. Even if he was a World Immortal Lord in his previous life, he could not see his destiny so clearly.
.
Luck belongs to heaven.
Ethereal and formless.
Even the Immortal Lord of the Realm can only vaguely explore some of his own destiny through the way of heaven.
It is said that in ancient times, there were monks in the divine realm who condensed the three flowers of luck and transcended the five elements, so that they could condense the fire of luck into shape.
But now.
But he could see it! "Could it be that the stimulation of this dragon's luck caused the fire of my luck to condense and take shape in advance?"
Tang Ming murmured twice, then shook his head suddenly: "No, it probably hasn't been condensed and formed yet, it's just temporarily revealed with the help of dragon vein luck..." Just as he was thinking.
The dynasty's national destiny rising from the dragon veins at the bottom of the Han River poured directly into the fire of destiny above his head.
Boom! A violent thunder exploded in the sky out of thin air, and lightning struck straight down, penetrating the river dozens of meters deep and falling straight down.
"Damn it!"
"If the fire of my destiny is destroyed by a catastrophe, wouldn't it mean that my destiny is completely destroyed?"
Tang Ming's expression changed dramatically, and his powerful soul poured out, protecting the fire of destiny on the Heavenly Spirit Cap above his head.