Yu Fengxian is skeptical.

But now it is not the time to identify it, so I have to press down on my doubts:

"Yang, where is Yang Prison?"

"The prince is now in the mist, fighting against this Taoist ghost's law and order truth."

The blood dragon roared, and its huge body was blocking the echo of water, fog, and the echo of the law and mantras.

"He is still in the fog?"

Yu Fengxian's heart tightened, but the Blood Dragon had stopped her:

"The prince is destined, so please be careful not to be impatient... This old dragon threw all the others out, and I'm afraid the prince has already gained the upper hand."

After hearing this, Yu Fengxian felt a little relieved, but she still held the Qinglong Yanyue Sword tightly and stared at the mist.

Whenever something goes wrong, you will immediately break into it.

"Miracle!"

In the mist, the Dragon Lord of Beihai couldn't help but activate the Truth of the Rule, and his breath fell to the bottom.

At the moment of resurrection, he had already noticed the thinness of the spiritual qi in the outside world. Such thin spiritual qi could not be at all the immortal gods above the Ten Capitals.

With the foundation he left behind, even if many ten people arrive at the same time, he can still compete with himself.

Besides, he didn't think his luck would be so bad.

However……

"Where did the monster come from? It would be fine if I ignore my dragon power, but I can even resist my law and truth?!"

As the words of the law and order were repeatedly urged, a hint of anxiety arose in Beihai Dragon Lord's heart.

He knew this before ancient times that he would be able to overcome the tribulation by secret techniques.

Now, is it his disaster?

"No, absolutely not!"

Thinking back on the huge price he paid, the Dragon Lord of Beihai was so cruel that he couldn't help it.

"Miracle!"

After a light reprimand, he suddenly touched his dragon soul, and with his few remaining origins, he forcibly raising the power of the law and truth!

"Um?!"

When he moved, Yang Yu instantly felt it!

Through the wonderfulness of the eight or nine mysterious skills, he also noticed the crisis when his five senses were deprived.

Buzz!

The mist is boiling and burning!

In an instant, the essence of Taiyi Mantra flowing in Yang Yu's heart exploded, and the omnipresent mist poured back into the sea of ​​heart.

"Miracle!"

The consumption of the original source made the North Sea Dragon Lord's eyes red, and at this moment, he finally touched the man's heart in the mist.

The word "Mirror" is the terrifying power he realized before ancient times. This mantra has changed his thinking, blinded perception, distorted people's hearts, and even refines falsehoods to the truth!

Hurry!

The consumption of the original source was like flowing water, and the memory of the human king finally emerged in his heart and eyes!

Cold wind, wilderness, disaster, refugees...

"This is……"

The vague memories became clear. Looking at the thin, vague and desperate little refugee in the wilderness, and the old man who returned from the wilderness and sighed, a sudden enlightenment suddenly rose in the heart of the Dragon Lord of Beihai.

The hungry little refugee who ate dirt was the King of Northwest in the mist. This scene was the scene that he was most afraid of...

“So easy?”

The heart of the Dragon Lord of Beihai moved. The old man in the wilderness had turned around and left, leaving the little beggar who had hoped to disperse in his eyes, and lowered his hands dejectedly...

At this moment, the Dragon Lord of Beihai noticed a strong fluctuation of thoughts in the mist.

"Are you afraid? And, even more fearful are waiting for you!"

A ferocious look flashed in his eyes, and the North Sea Dragon Lord thought of him.
Chapter completed!