My Years in the Folklore World

Chapter 113 The mantis stalks the cicada
With the help of his invisibility cloak, Jiang Xinghuo saw the huge monster hidden in the deep pool.

I also understood why everyone was fighting here endlessly.

Because the huge creature in the deep pool was actually a dragon!

According to ancient myths and legends, the dragon in the deep pool should be a Jiaolong. Although it has scales on its body, it has no dragon claws or limbs, and only one horn on its head, like a new branch sprouting under spring thunder.

There was a gleam in Jiang Xinghuo's eyes, which had triggered the Tathagata's storehouse and enabled him to see through the dragon's roots.

"Jiaolong (rare), a young Jiaolong that has survived one thunder tribulation. A mature Jiaolong needs to survive two thunder tribulations to transform into a dragon. After each thunder tribulation, it will grow a dragon horn, which will then evolve into a dragon claw."

This is a giant dragon that can truly evolve into a dragon!
No wonder so many people are targeting him.

At this time, the situation in front had changed. The Public Opinion Bureau and Long Yin Society jointly launched an attack on that group of people.

Brilliant lights and explosions intertwined with each other, and both sides used their methods without reservation.

Jiang Xinghuo, wearing an invisibility cloak, flew to an ancient tree, and with the help of the cover of the tree canopy, took out the unicorn wand from his magic bag.

The tip of the wand flickered, and a flash of lightning condensed into an arrow, shooting silently towards the alchemist in the crowd.

Although his strength is not the strongest, the weapon in his hand is special. The revolver has been transformed by alchemy, and each bullet has magical properties.

It posed a great threat to the Public Opinion Bureau and the Long Yin Society.

Jiang Xinghuo waved the magic wand in his hand lightly, and silver-white electric light flowed, and lightning arrows kept flying through the air.

The alchemist was completely unprepared and took all the damage head-on. Even though his robe was also an alchemical item, his entire body was still paralyzed by the jumping silver-white arcs of electricity.

Fan Yue's Hundred Weapons Exercise was the most sensitive to changes on the battlefield, and he discovered the alchemist's abnormality at the first time. He waved his hands, and green light condensed in his palms, transforming into a large Guandao with a dragon head and a swallowing mouth.

"Die to me!"

Fan Yue shouted angrily, light flashed under his feet, his figure was illusory, and in the blink of an eye he arrived in front of the alchemist.

"die!"

A murderous look flashed across Fan Yue's face, and he swung his sword down fiercely!

The alchemist's body was paralyzed by the lightning arrow. Even if he wanted to dodge, he was powerless. He could only watch the Guandao coming towards him with fear on his face.

The missionary wanted to go over to rescue them, but was entangled by Yuanshanwang from the Public Opinion Bureau.

The flames on the two steel whips became more and more intense, and the white light feathers that were flying around were burned to ashes before they hit the ground.

Phew!

Fan Yue raised his knife and swung it down.

The alchemist was cut into two pieces by a slanting shoulder, and blood mixed with internal organs splattered all over the ground. It was obvious that he was dead and could not die anymore.

"There's someone in that tree!"

A magician pointed at the big tree where Jiang Xinghuo was hiding and shouted.

next moment.

Dozens of brilliant magic bullets flew towards the big tree. With a loud bang, the tree was smashed to pieces, but there was no trace of any person.

Jiang Xinghuo is not a fool. The fact that those players can enter Qingxiu Mountain proves that they are not mediocre people. If he hides in the dark and attacks, he may not go unnoticed.

So, as soon as Jiang Xinghuo knocked down the alchemist, he immediately used the Wood Release Technique and moved to the big tree opposite.

"You are the only one with sharp eyes."

Jiang Xinghuo hid behind the tree canopy, pointed his wand at the magician, and chanted the freezing spell in his heart.

A ray of cold air quickly flew out from the top of the wand and landed on the magician, not only interrupting his spellcasting rhythm, but also freezing his body in place.

The one fighting with him was a member of the Public Opinion Bureau. His inherited relic was the Wind Boy, and the item in his hand was the Wind Mother Bag, which could release strong winds to kill the enemy.

At the moment when the magician was frozen, the wind boy seized the opportunity and immediately opened the wind bag in his hand. Countless strong winds swept out and turned into a tornado blade, engulfing the magician.

When the wind blade dissipated, the magician had become a bloody mess and there was no sound at all.

Jiang Xinghuo hid in the dark, helping out from time to time, but his main attention was focused on the deep pool.

A transparent magic circle was inverted above the pool, completely trapping the dragon at the bottom of the pool.

"What a solid magic circle..."

Jiang Xinghuo tried to break the formation by force, but his attack was offset by the power of the formation.

Looking at the battlefield again, the three parties were still fighting, but the Public Opinion Survey Bureau had already gained the upper hand.

"Go and catch that dragon!"

King Yuanshan whipped the missionary away and turned around to speak to his team members.

Several members of the Public Opinion Survey Bureau immediately forced their opponents to retreat, flew to the edge of the deep pool, and stood according to the four directions.

Some people wanted to stop it, but were stopped by people from the Poll Bureau.

Jiang Xinghuo nodded secretly. He could see that these people in the Public Opinion Survey Bureau should all be from the military. They acted decisively and efficiently without any dragging their feet, and they cooperated with each other very well.

I saw four people standing on the shore, each throwing an object in their hands, which gathered above the pool of water. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a golden stone tower.

"rise!"

The four of them shouted in unison.

Magic power was continuously injected into the pagoda. A tremendous suction force emanated from the bottom of the tower, resonating with the magic circle covering the deep pool, tearing out a huge vortex, and forcibly sealing the dragon from the pool into the tower.

"retreat!"

After the dragon was suppressed, several people immediately fled with the tower without any hesitation. As long as they joined up with the main force, no one would be able to take the dragon away.

Upon seeing this, the people from the Long Yin Society immediately sent several people to chase after them. King Yuanshan glanced at them and wanted to go and stop them, but he was unable to get away. He had to vent all his anger on those Westerners who wanted to take advantage of the situation.

Seeing the people from the Public Opinion Survey Bureau and Long Yin Society leave one after another, Jiang Xinghuo also used his escape technique to follow them and leave.

He is determined to get that dragon!
If the Shuijun Palace could receive the blessing of this dragon, its power and range would surely increase several times.

The people from the polling bureau ran all the way.

The people from Long Yin Society were chasing closely behind.

"Captain, take the stuff and go first! Leave them to us!"

The three members of the Poll Bureau suddenly stopped and blocked the road leading to the front mountain.

After the people from Long Yin Society arrived here, there was no nonsense between the two sides, and they started fighting as soon as they met.

Only the captain of the Public Opinion Survey Bureau was left, carrying the stone tower and continuing to run towards the front mountain.

But just as he was about to run out, he found that the way ahead was blocked by a burly figure.

It was a giant over two meters tall, wearing heavy armor. His entire body was covered in metal, including his eyes, and his scarlet cloak fluttered in the wind.

In his hand he held a lion-head heavy sword.

Feel the breath emanating from the other person.

Zhang Yang's heart suddenly sank.

Something bad is going to happen!

(End of this chapter)