This flood is too dangerous

Chapter 305 Candle Dragon Rage!Dare to poison the waters of the East China Sea?Kill without mercy!

"Boom!!!"

Yuanchu Temple, in a secret practice room, Yuanlian sat cross-legged, and the four lotus platforms in front of her were floating in emptiness.

Infinite rays of light bloomed, the black light of the Mieshi Heilian shone, and the power of infinite destruction surged forward. The remaining imprint of Luohu instinctively activated the innate spirit prohibition, resisting the refining of Yuanlian.

It can be said that this black lotus is the most difficult to refine among the few lotus platforms he has encountered.

The White Lotus of the Pure World is his incarnate body, and it is a companion spirit treasure that can be controlled from birth.

Although Ye Huo Hong Lian also resisted, but it resisted instinctively, and finally it was successfully refined under the influence of Chaos Qing Lian.

It was difficult to find the Green Lotus of Creation. In order to find the Green Lotus of Creation, he fought several times and risked his life. However, it was not difficult to refine it at all, and he was extremely cooperative.

In addition, it also allowed him to have more descendants, which can be said to be double happiness.

Only the black lotus seed at this moment made him feel even more difficult.

Although Luo Hu died, turned into the will of the demonic way, and escaped from the prehistoric world, even so, his remaining marks are still extremely tenacious.

Fortunately, Yuan Lian is not a vegetarian either. The spiritual light of the good fortune Qinglian surges, and the mighty and boundless chaotic Qinglian origin permeates out. While obliterating the mark of Rahu, it is still arousing the original power of the black lotus.

The karmic fire red lotus was shining brightly, and the karmic fire steamed up, completely enveloping the black lotus, burning that stubborn will all the time.

Although Black Lotus also bloomed the fire of destruction and resisted tenaciously, Yuan Lian believed that he must be the final winner.

He has never been afraid of competition and consumption. He has an endless supply of mana, but Hei Lian just consumes a little bit less.

Compared with Qinglian and Honglian's relatively gentle way of suppressing and fading away, Jingshi Bailian bursts much more.

The world-cleaning aura seems to be incompatible with destruction.

Every ray of spiritual light that purifies the world surges out, and when it collides with the destruction, there will be a violent explosion, and a terrifying impact will erupt.

The previous roaring sound was also caused by the collision of the world-cleaning aura, trying to purify the brand of Rahu.

However, although it exploded, the effect was extremely obvious.

Under the scouring of the aura of the pure world, the aura of Mieshi Heilian dimmed with changes visible to the naked eye.

"When it's in my hands, it's mine!"

"Don't say that Luo Hu has fallen, even if he hasn't fallen, I will wipe away the traces of his brand!"

A trace of determination flashed across Yuanlian's eyes.

Groups of Sanguang Shenshui surrounded him, and he pushed the three lotus platforms recklessly, and the mana like the vast universe was also consumed at a terrifying speed.

Whenever the mana was about to be exhausted, he opened his mouth lightly, and a ball of fist-sized Sanguang Shenshui poured directly into his stomach.

The breath of boundless good fortune surged, and quickly filled up the mana.

This is a tug-of-war of attrition.

This is also a war destined to win Yuanlian!

The process is nothing more than spending some time and a lot of Sanguang Shenshui.

But Yuanlian doesn't care, whether it's a thousand years or ten thousand years, whether it's a thousand drops or ten thousand drops!
He slowly closed his eyes, forgot about time and space, and was completely silent in this tug-of-war.

……

Time flies, and thousands of years pass in the blink of an eye.

The words were divided into two parts, Yuan Lian was still silent in refining the black lotus, but it happened to the East China Sea.

In the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, the waves are still rough, but the originally blue water has turned green, and there is a faint pungent and unpleasant smell.

Obviously, it was infected by a kind of highly poisonous water, which was infinitely poisonous.

Above the sea surface, a crack was twisted in the void, and a figure walked out of it.

"Presumptuous! Who is this? He has the guts to pollute the waters of the East China Sea!"

A roar full of outrageous anger resounded all over the world, and Zhulong looked at the ruined and disfigured East China Sea, with endless anger bursting out of his eyes.

Yes, it was Zhulong, the patriarch of the dragon clan who returned from the heaven, who appeared here.

It was a coincidence that when Zhulong went to the Heavenly Court to ask for help, Yuanlian happened to come to his door, and all the Taiyi Golden Immortals of the Dragon Clan and the Dragon Clan powerhouses at the Golden Immortal level were slaughtered.

When Zhulong returned, he was filled with resentment, but there was nothing he could do.

He could only re-train the children of the dragon clan, but he never thought that Tiandao would be born again. As a subordinate of Tianting, how could he not participate.

Just because he belongs to the dragon family, his behavior has changed from the previous domineering, and he has become low-key and stable.

In that war, it is better to defeat the enemy than to show the mountain and not to reveal the water, and only pay attention to self-defense.

But even though he was careful, he suffered heavy injuries, and was finally taken to the heaven together by Taiyi.

After recovering from his injuries, Zhulong, who was worried about the dragon clan in his heart, left directly and rushed back to the land of the East China Sea, but he didn't expect that he was still a step late.

The terrifying Taiyi coercion swept across billions of miles, and the candle dragon's mighty spiritual thoughts spread out.

In the blink of an eye, the audacious holiness was locked on!
"How dare you use the vitality of my dragon creature to heal your wounds, I will definitely crush your bones and ashes, torture the Yuanshen and the true spirit for 1 yuan, and make you cry and die in pain!"

His spiritual thoughts swept over, and a picture appeared in Zhulong's eyes.

In the depths of a sea area, a sacred figure in a dark green robe sits upright, and the poisonous water that pollutes the endless waters of the East China Sea is coming from him.

"Eh? Torch Dragon, he didn't fall!" The holy statue was awakened by Torch Dragon's malicious divine sense, and said in a surprised tone.

He took one step forward and was on the sea surface in an instant, facing Zhulong.

"Hahaha, it turned out to be Fellow Daoist Candle Dragon, and you escaped the catastrophe, what a joy!" said Fuyou Shengsheng with a smile.

But Zhulong didn't smile at all, his eyes full of endless chill and murderous intent stared at Fuyou, and said in a cold tone:

"You were severely injured by Hongjun, and you could have healed yourself, but in order to speed up the recovery of your injuries, you polluted the waters of the East Sea, devouring the vitality of my dragon's billions of people to fill yourself."

"Did you die as the patriarch of the Dragon Clan?"

Fuyou did not refute, and still said indifferently:

"A group of ghosts who haven't even become golden immortals can provide a little vitality for this deity, that is the glory of their life."

"Fellow Daoist Candle Dragon, you and my holy venerable, why bother to be angry for a group of ants."

It has to be said that although his thinking does not represent all the innate sages, a small group of innate sages do think so.

Innate saints are supreme and noble, born to carry part of the laws of heaven and earth, and have boundless luck, which is far beyond what those acquired beings can compare.

Take Taoism as an example, those with the lowest congenital holiness are all born golden immortals, as long as they don't fall, the achievement of Taiyi is almost a certainty.

But the acquired spirits, even if the aura of heaven and earth is rich and the law is active, those who can practice to the golden immortal are all extremely talented, and they are rare existences.

If you want to prove the Taiyi Dao Fruit, it is even more difficult to find one person among trillions.

Therefore, in Fuyou's eyes, these spirits and monsters that the golden immortals can't reach are meaningless, and they can add a little vitality to heal his wounds, which is the greatest value.

Zhulong sneered, "Oh, ants! Is this why you devoured my billions of dragon people and poisoned the waters of the East China Sea?"

Hearing the words, Fuyou paused, then smiled embarrassingly and said: "It's really my fault, I didn't check for a trace of water poison when I was healing."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and all the green air that filled the sky was absorbed into his palm, but the boundless sea water still had a faint green glow.

"I've already eliminated the water poison, and the infested sea area will completely dissipate at most a hundred yuan."

"Furthermore, it will never affect the survival of creatures in the sea. So, fellow daoists, are you satisfied?"

Zhulong looked at Fuyou expressionlessly,

"Satisfied? Of course I am satisfied... because the deity wants to beat you to ashes with my own hands, and the soul will torture you for 1 yuan!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhulong's boundless mana shook, and Qingtian pressed down with his palm.

Just after hearing the first half of Zhulong's sentence, Fuyou, who showed a hint of a smile, hadn't had time to speak. The next moment, Zhulong's surging boundless magical power struck, and Fuyou's complexion suddenly turned cold, and he shouted angrily:

"Zhulong, I respect your sacred deity, and this is what makes you three points. Are you afraid that you will not succeed as the deity?"

Fuyou immediately punched out with a backhand, the berserk and boundless magic power carried the avenue of poison, it was unparalleled.

boom! ! !
The turbulent mana collided, and the Dao of Law bombarded eastward, setting off a turmoil in an instant.

The sea water rolled back, as if it had turned into the sky, galloping and whistling.

"kill!"

The two shouted in unison and rushed to kill each other.

The sacred heart is indestructible. Since you are determined to fight, you will not hesitate at all.

Fuyou's eyes were fierce, and when he raised his hand, there was a myriad of supernatural powers, there was a faint light shining, and at the same time there was water vapor Zhan Zhan.

"With both the law of poison and the law of water, no wonder you dare to be so arrogant and fight against our dragon clan on the East China Sea!"

After only one fight, Zhulong had a good insight into his heels.

"However, our Dragon Clan is the source and controller of the Dao of Water. Among the four seas, the Dragon Clan is the only master of the water veins!"

"Death to me!"

Candle Dragon roared angrily to vent his killing intent, not only the trillions of living beings were devoured, the infinite waters were poisoned, but also the resentment for the fall of thousands of Jinxian clansmen, the only remaining Taiyi clansmen.

He has held back for tens of thousands of years and has nowhere to vent, and today he vented it all together.

Rumble!
As if it was true as Zhulong said, all the laws of water veins in the four seas were controlled by Zhulong, and he took all the power of the laws of water veins controlled by Fuyou.

Then, with his boundless killing intent, he charged down!

"This... how could it be so! Fellow Daoist Zhulong, please forgive me, I am willing to make amends!"

Fuyou's face was startled, the law of infinity stirred, and the avenue of poison turned into a boundless green mist and enveloped himself.

No way, his only innate spiritual treasure was smashed by Hongjun's range attack, which made him who was not rich even worse.

This is also the reason why he did not hesitate to devour living beings just to speed up the recovery from his injuries. After all, he was very insecure when he was severely injured and did not have a spirit treasure to protect him.

But I didn't expect that this would lead to the disaster of death.

"Apologize, your death is the best apology for the Dragon Clan!"

Zhulong's murderous intent was overwhelming, and his suppressed emotions were as violent as this turmoil, so there was no possibility of taking it back.

Under the advantage of Zhulong's home field, Fuyou was unwilling, but in the end, the Taoist body was shattered, and the primordial spirit was captured by Zhulong.

"Hmph! Even though my Dragon Clan is lonely, it's not something that can be provoked by just a holy statue!"

Zhulong took a deep breath, stepped out, and headed straight for the Dragon Palace.

　I swear!There is absolutely nothing hidden, and it has nothing to do with wastewater...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)